She looks at me as if I’m a glyph she has to decipher. I continue, feeling bolder.
“It wouldn’t hurt to give the readers an honest update anyway,” I growl. “Maria never sent that bracelet back to me. She’s probably wearing it right now in fact because that woman always loved money. It was obvious even after one date.”
I bark out a bitter laugh and Casey gazes at me in surprise. I can sense something soften within her. She cocks her head and looks at me with a gentle curiosity. Her leg is touching mine again, and this time she makes no effort to move it.
“Is this what this is about?” she asks gently. “You think if I retract my article, you’ll feel better about hurting this woman?”
Ouch. Is she right?
All I know is that I want what I want: I want something from Casey, and Maria doesn’t even matter anymore. But what do I want from this girl? First, I thought it was acknowledgement. Then, I thought it was an apology or a retraction. But now, as she sits here next to me with her leg pressed against mine and I see the rise and fall of her ample bosom, I realize what it is that I really want from her.
I can see every curve of her body beneath that flimsy tee shirt. I’m dying to slide my hands underneath and feel her body, unrestricted by undergarments and tight work clothing. I want to see her naked like a goddess, her curls cascading down to the curves of her behind. I want to bury my head deep within that vee and smell the cinnamon that floated off her when we met. I want to grab that perfect ass and feel its size, firm in my hands. I ache to kiss the satin skin of her breasts, and to massage her soft and sensual belly. I want to kiss those rosy, glossy lips and push my tongue inside that warm cavity. I want her to moan while saying my name.
She’s looking at me with a raised eyebrow. Can she tell what I’m thinking?
There’s only one way to find out.
I move closer to the sultry female. She looks up at me, and her eyes sparkle.
Gently, I slide one of my hands around her soft waist. She breathes deeply, and are those butterflies pulsing in her stomach? The brunette shoots me a slow, sexy smile, like a cat that’s gotten into the cream. And finally, I lean in for a deep, devastating kiss.
10
Casey
I kiss him back instantly, moaning beneath his lips. Oh god, Pierce is delicious … and aggressive. He pulls me towards him, devouring my mouth all the while hauling my curvy frame against that broad build. I savor his soft, salty lips and feel the tiniest hint of stubble. He tastes like he smells: ginger, spice, and the deep musk of an aroused alpha male. He slips his tongue into my mouth as I slowly begin to run my hands through his charcoal hair. It’s thick and full, yet soft as well.
The giant man slides his massive palms underneath my tee shirt and wraps them around my waist. I can feel the warm heat of his hands and I press myself into him and bury my face into his hard shoulders. He breathes me in and I begin to kiss the exposed parts of his bronzed throat. I tug at his suit coat, and following my lead, he removes it.
Little by little, I swiftly unbutton his shirt. It falls to the ground, revealing a sculpted chest and abdomen. Without his shirt, Pierce looks even bigger and more imposing, like an ancient god. Oh god, how did I get so lucky? Warmth pools between my legs and I moan involuntarily.
A black eyebrow quirks. “Like what you see?” he rumbles.
I think about playing it off like it’s nothing, but there’s no point in doing so. I’m practically melting before this man, so I merely nod, not trusting my words.
He chuckles knowingly again and reaches to gently pull my shirt up over my head. I wriggle out of it and stand topless before him.
I'm struck with a flare of insecurity over my figure and I automatically reach for the light switch, hoping to cover my huge Double Ds.
“No, sweetheart.” He stops my arm. “All of you belongs to me and I want to see, touch and kiss every inch this spectacular body.”
With that, I let my arms drop. The creamy curves jiggle slightly as he looks at the mounds, savoring the way my pink nipples get harder under his gaze. Oh god, this is so embarrassing, but I’m so turned on by this man! My nipples stiffen even more, flushing a deep red as they quiver beneath his blue eyes. I have to do something, so I twirl quickly and shoot him a saucy smile over my shoulder.