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Chapter 6
Rand
What the hell is Tess wearing today? She looks like a temptress. Fuck. If her outfit and attitude aren’t a sign that she’s on board, then I don’t know what is.
When I first saw her cherry red lips, I thought of all the things I want to do with them this weekend. When she leaned over and flashed her creamy flesh encased in a black lace bra, the timeline moved to lunch. And when she sassed me—going on about paperwork—my patience almost broke.
Now, I pace my office, uncomfortably hard, but unable to focus on anything but the woman I just left. Wavy, honey-colored hair that I can’t wait to see wrapped around my hand. Grey-blue eyes that are like the depths of the ocean and the sun reflecting off its surface at the same time. Skin that I’m desperate to taste. And her curves, so soft and lush. God, I want to feel them under me as I drive into her heat.
How am I supposed to get any work done knowing she’s just one floor away? Fuck it. It’s my company. She’s my woman. And I’m tired of keeping my inner beast leashed when it comes to Tess.
Making a decision, I dial her work line.
“Hello, Tess speaking.” God, I swear she uses that breathy voice just to get me worked up.
“Tess, come to my office immediately.”
“I’m sorry, sir. Did I get in trouble already?” The little tease. She has no idea that each time she challenges me, part of me wants to build her up. But the other part—the larger, hungrier part—wants to pleasure her until she’s begging me for release.
“Get up here, fighter. Now. Take the stairs.” I end the conversation, already leaving my office and heading to the stairwell. I literally can't wait any longer.
I meet her at the landing between floors, pressing her against the concrete wall with the length of my body.
“Rand, what are you—?”
“Fuck, Tess. What do you think I’m doing?” I grip her head with both hands, holding her in place as I devour her mouth. Groaning, I tremble at the feel of her breasts pressing against my chest.
“But what about lunch?” Still sassing me, the minx. I bite her bottom lip in punishment, then soothe the area with my tongue.
“Our plans for lunch haven’t changed.” I move one hand to the back of her neck angling her for further penetration. She whimpers in pleasure, the sound sending a possessive heat shooting through my body.
“You like that, don’t you, fighter? You like knowing that this is only the beginning.” I kiss along her cheek until my lips rest lightly against her ear, whispering softly. “You like knowing that by the end of the day, I’ll have owned every part of your gorgeous body.”
A full body shiver rolls through her at my words. I lick the skin along her neck, following the same path I traveled the day before, memorizing her unique flavors and textures. I’m so caught up in the taste of her that I don’t notice her hand moving until she’s cupping me through my jeans.
“Fuck, that feels good.” My hips thrust forward in an unconscious movement. The only thing keeping me from tearing off her clothes and taking her in the stairwell is the need to protect her. She’s mine. And damn if anyone else will see her arousal ever again.
“Tess, we need to—” She writhes against me, forcing all coherent thought from my mind. My fingers automatically move to undo the buttons on her shirt.
“Yes, Rand. I need you.” Her heavy-lidded eyes look at me through long lashes. I want to sink into her warmth in every way possible. But not in the stairwell.
“Go to my office, Tess. Now. I’ll be right behind you.”
“Are you sure we should do this at work?”
Claiming her lips in a bruising kiss, I show her how serious I am. “Too late, fighter. Get going.” I slap her on the ass to get her moving, then follow behind her, staring at her ass the entire time—imagining all the things I can do with it now that she belongs to me.
As we pass Jesse’s office, he pops his head out. “Hey Rand, do you have time to—”
“Later,” I practically bellow at him. Nothing is getting between me and Tess. Not now, not for the rest of the day. Maybe not ever.
What feels like hours later, we step into my office. I close the door behind us, the echo of the lock engaging the only sound in the room.
Moments pass as I absorb the vision in front of me. God, she’s beautiful. And she’s getting nervous, twisting her hands in a way that makes me want them on my cock.
“Rand, do you still want to—?”
I cut her off. No way will I allow her to think I don’t want her.
