Seriously, I needed to focus. I needed to forget about this woman and the raging lust she managed to stir in my pants whenever she was near me. I needed to ignore this crazy, intense sexual attraction I had for her. But as she came within two feet of me, our eyes met, her dark irises telling me everything I was feeling was mutual.
Fuck this shit.I couldn’t let her go. I needed more of her.
I reached out and grabbed her wrist. It all happened so damn fast there was no time for her to fight the hold I had on her.
She yelped, and I dragged her behind me through the crowd, thinking I loved the way her hand felt in mine. Finally, we were around the corner out of sight, and the second her back hit the wall, her wild gaze locked onto mine. With one hand planted firmly against the wall above her shoulder, and the other hand gripping her elbow, I leaned in and brought my lips mere inches from hers.
“Mind telling me what’s going on between you and Mancuso?”
“There’s nothing to tell.”
“Judging by what just happened, I’d say that’s one hell of a lie.”
Her delicious-looking mouth turned up into a tiny grin. “Detective Stone, are you jealous?”
“No.”Yes.
She bit her bottom lip, and I was about three seconds away from losing my shit and fucking her right there against the damn concrete wall, giving a whole new meaning to kinky exhibitionism.
Karina arched her back, bringing her chest closer to me, and not even God himself could stop my gaze from dropping to her cleavage. Two full, round, beautiful pieces of flesh pushed up from her dress, giving me a glimpse of what lay hidden beneath. Now I was the one biting my lip, since I couldn’t help thinking what it would feel like to push my cock through that slit between her tits.
“You’re staring.” She stated the obvious.
“I am.”
“At my breasts.”
“Yes.” I didn’t even try to deny it. She could have punched me in the face for my brutal honesty, but I didn’t care. It would so be worth it.
“Lorik?”
I tore my gaze away from those glorious globes of perfection, and her dark chocolate eyes locked onto mine. “What are you doing, Lorik?”
“You know what I’m doing.”
“You should stop.”
“Why?”
She let out a breath. “Because it’s wrong.”
“Says who?”
“Says me.”
I dropped my hand to her hip and squeezed slightly. “Karina, you can’t tell me you don’t feel it too.”
She lifted her chin. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
I tightened my grip some more. “So, your pulse isn’t racing right now with me standing this close to you?”
“No.” She swallowed.Liar.
I slowly dragged my hand from the curve of her hip, up the side of her body. I felt the way she trembled under my touch. “Tell me your body isn’t screaming for me to touch you right now.”
“You are touching me,” she replied softly.
“I am. But you and I both know this isn’t the only way you want me to touch you.” I pressed my cheek against hers as I brought my lips to her ear. The sound of her labored breathing filled my ears, the warmth flitting across my neck. “Tell me, Karina. Tell me how you want to be touched.”