His heart was racing. This was crazy. He wasn’t a teenager experiencing his first kiss. Hell, he couldn’t even count how many women he’d kissed. So why was this so…different? Thinking of her, kissing her, built a hunger in him like he’d never felt before.
Seth was tempted to scoop her up into his arms and sit her on the counter. But it was covered with an assortment of his chocolates. He’d toss them onto the floor, but Charlene deserved better. She deserved someone who would be there for her tomorrow. Seth wasn’t looking for a commitment. Hell, he wasn’t looking for anything. So why am I doing this?
Slowing his kisses until they stopped, he said, “Maybe we should…slow down.” He couldn’t believe those words were coming out of his mouth. His body was hard and his need great. But he couldn’t just have sex with her. Not like this.
“When you mean slow, you actually mean stop,” Charlene said, her breath labored.
Damn she was so in tune to what he was avoiding saying. “Yes,” he replied. “I didn’t bring you here for that reason.”
“I didn’t think so. Sometimes, things kind of just happen,” Charlene stated.
“Charlene, it’d be so simple, but there are a few reasons why we shouldn’t… why we can’t. Most of all, I don’t have any protection.” He wasn’t a risk taker. At least not when it came to something like sex.
“Neither do I. And it also might make things…awkward between us and I don’t want that. I mean, we will be seeing each other tomorrow in the office and the last thing I need to be doing is fantasizing about you as you walk down the hall.
Seth laughed softly and kissed the tip of her nose. “Charlene, you have a way of making it so I won’t ever be able to look at you and not…think about what could be.”
Charlene smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Then let me give you one more thing to think about before you take me home.” This time her lips found his. Not as wild as they had before, but this time, she nipped and teased him, her tongue tracing his lips, before pulling away. She smiled up at him wickedly and said, “Your chocolates might be wonderful, but your kisses are fantastic.”
“Should I market those?” he teased.
Charlene gave him a playful slap on the bicep. “Not until I become a billionaire so I can buy them all.”
He took her by the hand and said, “I guess I’ll just have to keep giving you free samples until you can. Now let’s get out of here, before I change my mind.”
It sucked bringing her back to her apartment. He almost missed the excuse for her needing to stay with him. He was used to living by himself, but he had a feeling tonight, his home was going to feel very…empty.