Good—she had the same affect on him that he had on her. His hardness brushing against her made her heart quicken and her belly heat with need. He closed the distance between them, gripping her hips as he pressed up against her fully, brushing against her just enough to make her want him even more.
And she wanted.
God, she wanted.
She spun and straddled his thigh, rubbing against it for a slight second, and he watched her with so much possessive heat in his eyes it was a miracle she didn’t combust. Ignoring all the warning bells going off inside her head, she rose on tiptoe, stopping when her mouth was just shy of his, her heart racing.
He let out a short breath, and fisted his hands in the fabric of her dress. “Alicia…?”
“This might sound crazy, and fast, but let’s be that couple. Kiss me?”
He stepped back ever so slightly. “How much did you have to drink tonight?”
“Three sips of a Manhattan. I came here for you, and I know what I want.”
“For me?” His dark brown gaze latched on her mouth. “You don’t even know who I am.”
That might be true, but he reminded her of somebody she used to know. And even if it was wrong…even if it was pathetic…in her mind, he was Leo. In her mind, he’d finally come back, after years away, to get her, like he’d promised.
And there was no changing that.
“I don’t need to, not for this.” She slid her fingers up his chest, over his broad shoulders, and then buried her hands in the dark curls at the nape of his neck, secretly wishing they were dark blond instead. “Do you want to kiss me?”
His eyes blazed with leashed, raw sexual power. It was like he was a caged beast who never got to run free, something she recognized all too well, and she ached to let him loose—to open the latch and let them both out to play for a night.
“You know I do,” he said. “And I have no doubt I can make you come so hard you’ll never forget me.” His grip on her tightened, and he lowered his head, stopping just short of kissing her. Her breath hitched in her throat, and he froze. “But you have no idea what you’re setting into motion by asking me to do this, and it’s only fair I—”
“Oh, but I do,” she murmured, latching on to her newfound confidence. “Let me show you.”
Holding her breath, her heart racing in excitement, she took a deep breath and closed the distance between them. Her tongue touched his before she fully realized how bold she’d decided to be. He moaned and cradled her head with his hand, holding her almost tenderly while at the same time ravishing her mouth as if he’d been waiting a lifetime to taste her and had no intention of stopping anytime soon.
God, the man knew how to kiss.
Within seconds, his mouth demanded dominance. He seemed to like to be in control, and that was just fine with her.
Breaking off the kiss, he growled. “Not here.”
He took her hand, almost dragging her toward a door that said Staff Only. Two men in suits stood by, guarding it, but when they saw them coming, they nodded once and stepped aside, bowing.
What is with all the bowing?
Maybe it was a cultural thing.
Her companion pushed through the doors without even hesitating and led them both down a dark hallway, his fingers never releasing Alicia’s.
“Where are we going?”
“Somewhere we can be alone.”
She tightened her grip on him. “Who were those men?”
“Security.”
“Oh.” She licked her lips. “But they let you in…?”
And bowed?
“Yes.” He stopped and pulled her into his arms. “You’re so fucking beautiful… I need to make you mine.”