Alex’s lips were parched for a taste of her kiss as she hovered over Charlotte’s lips, but she struggled to let herself give in. “I’ll have to make Linda your ultimate supervisor,”
she explained, feeling like a hiker hanging o the side of a cli by her fingertips. “You won’t be able to get anything from me. She’ll decide bonuses, raises, termination. I can’t be involved in any of that if we—”
“Alex,” Charlotte interrupted as if annoyed with her attempt at diligence. “I don’t give a single shit. I can find another job if that makes you feel better.” She tangled her fingers in Alex’s hair as she reached for her neck and pulled her closer to her mouth. Her palpable need made Alex’s desire impossible to contain. “If you don’t kiss me, I swear
—”
“You’ll have to sign something,” Alex blurted, her lips inching closer to the beauty mark near Charlotte’s mouth. “I might even video tape it with my lawyer present.” She was breathless as her lips moved of their own accord, desperate
to save her from herself. “Saying you are freely entering into
—”
“You can record me doing whatever you want,” she whispered before licking her lips. “But please,” she groaned.
“Kiss me.”
Shit . The words sent Alex careening o the side of the cli . She wrapped her arms around her in earnest and plunged into her waiting lips.
Charlotte’s kiss was hungry, as if she’d been waiting for this moment since the day they met. She was wind in Alex’s hair. Fire on her tongue. Waves crashing into her body.
Moving her. Drenching her. Pulling her under with the retreating tide.
It only took a moment to fall in sync. Then Alex was in control of the kiss, her hand holding the back of her neck steady as she devoured her.
When Charlotte’s moan vibrated in her chest, every nerve ending in Alex’s body fired at once. She spun Charlotte around, pivoting her to the right and toward the conference table.
Charlotte’s thighs were smooth and muscular as Alex ran her hands down her dress and gripped them tight before lifting her and pressing her against the edge of the table.
Without hesitation, Charlotte’s legs parted and wrapped around Alex, pulling her in.
Grinding against the zipper on Alex’s trousers, Charlotte clawed at her back as she took Alex’s bottom lip between her teeth and pulled.
Alex groaned. It had been a long time since anything felt so good. She closed her eyes
and indulged in the sensation of
Charlotte’s mouth, hot and wet, sliding down her neck and biting her collar bone.
“I have to get back,” Alex said, though it sounded more like a whine than a statement of intent.
Charlotte’s lips tickled Alex’s throat as she smiled. “Have to?” She looked up at her with wide, sinful eyes. “It’s your party. Do you really have to do anything?”
Her kiss-swollen lips were nearly enough temptation to lock the door and leave her responsibilities behind. As Charlotte’s soft, warm hands slipped under her shirt and over her abdomen, it was hard to think about anything but her. If it weren’t for the prospect of Stephanie coming to see why she disappeared, Charlotte’s pretty, blue dress would be on the floor.
“Can I see you tomorrow? Dinner maybe?” Charlotte asked before getting out from under her shirt and wrapping her arms around her neck, pulling Alex in for another kiss.
The swipes with her tongue were slow, less urgent. It made Charlotte’s kiss even more devastating.
“Dinner,” she agreed against Charlotte’s lips before indulging in the heat of her body once more. “But not tomorrow. Monday?”
Charlotte smirked before sliding o the table. “You should let me leave first,” she said before straightening Alex’s suit and running her thumb under her lip as if tidying wayward lip gloss.
It was a good idea, even if it gave Alex an uneasy feeling.
She didn’t like slinking around on her own turf.
After stealing another kiss, Charlotte held Alex’s hand, sending a current of heat to her overloaded system, before