“You still haven’t explained why you would do anything for her.”
She rested her head against his chest, not wanting to think about that. Definitely not a conversation she wanted to have right now. “I thought you wanted to know where the bedroom was.”
He made no sound in response except to turn around and make his way to their destination. He closed her bedroom door with a swing of his foot and gently laid her on the bed.
“I don’t like distractions. I have too much work to get done. You’ve been nothing but a distraction since you walked into my office.”
His body hovered above hers. Not one inch of him touched her, and it was driving her insane. As if he was teasing her, already wanting her to beg for more. For the slightest touch from him.
The words teetered on the edge of her lips to beg. She needed his touch.
“Live a little, Dane.” She grabbed his shirt, yanking him down to her mouth. But she was never one to beg. She was one to take charge and get shit done.
He didn’t resist, and honestly, if he would’ve, she would’ve had no choice but to show him her version of an ass-whooping. Oh, yeah, she’d love to smack his ass. Hard.
Their lips tangoed fiercely as if all their pent-up emotions from the past week were finally coming to a head. He pressed firmly into her, his hard cock telling her how much he wanted her. Damn it, she wanted more. She wrapped her legs around his waist to get as close as she could, refusing to release his mouth for even a tiny breath. Her delectable moan mingled with his low groan as his fingers brushed through her hair with a tantalizing caress. It was a mixture of fierceness and tenderness.
“There’s too much between us,” he said with a raspy breath as he unhooked her legs from around him and stood up. He removed his jacket, letting it drop to the floor.
“You’re right.” She started removing her clothes, tossing them to the floor as quickly as he did.
She could feel the frenzy swimming in her veins, just as she could see it in his eyes. They wasted no time getting naked. She tried to wrap her lean body around his again when he climbed on to the bed, but he shook his head. How dare he not let her have her way. She whimpered and frowned. “Not nice, Mr. Holloway.”
A sly grin formed. “You’ve been a naughty girl, Ms. Stileano.”
If not for his grin, she would’ve sworn he was about to exact the revenge he declared he wouldn’t do.
Then he ran a hand down the length of her, eliciting an electrifying shiver. “And I want to touch every inch of you with my lips first.”
Oh, dear, he was exacting revenge, alright, and sweet, sweet torture.
“I can’t wait for that. I want more now.”
He pressed a few kisses along her collarbone. “It’s too bad you didn’t say ‘please.’ Manners, Ms. Stileano, you can’t forget your manners.”
She sighed in pleasure as his mouth continued a path to her breasts, taking his time as he went. Yep. He was out to torture her with his soft lips. They didn’t miss a spot on her skin. His mouth clamped down on her tight nipple, swirling his tongue with lavish delight. Another moan escaped as she ran her hands through his hair. A grin appeared when a low growl echoed from his lips at her touch. It was good to know her touch made him as mad as his touch did to her.
And his touch was maddening. He didn’t simply take his time, he slowed down as if time stopped. The seconds ticking by as if long minutes. He took turns going from one breast to the other, several times before continuing his trail down her stomach. She dug her fingers deeper into his hair when his hot breath hit her aching desire. His tongue dove in without restraint, making her lift off the bed like a shooting rocket.
“Dane, I want you,” she whispered breathlessly.
He continued to ignore her as he licked, swirled, and devoured her with abandoned pleasure. She wanted to lift his head, move his mouth up to hers, and have him plunge deep inside. Yet, she couldn’t seem to make her hands move. Her body moved restlessly beneath him as he refused to stop his torturous assault.
“Did you hear me? Dane…” she murmured in between her tiny moans of pleasure.
She could feel the pinpricks of bliss wanting to escape. She was so close, yet not quite there. His tongue continued to move, making her yearn for more. Much, much more. Then, like a firecracker shooting straight to the sky, ecstasy burst through, making her cry out with satisfaction.
She waited for her body to come down from the high, the feeling of relaxation covering every corner of her body. Her eyes closed with joy. That had been better than she ever had. Not that she had dated many guys who wanted to go down on her. But damn, if Dane wanted to ignore her pleas to do that again, who was she to argue?
She felt tiny kisses on her thighs, hovering near the spot he just claimed.
“Dane, what are you doing?”
Of course, she wouldn’t mind his sweet, tortuous kisses again, but not so soon. She wanted him deep inside her. That’s what she wanted.
He still ignored her, his kisses raining all of her body. He made it very difficult to concentrate. Every time his soft lips touched her skin, her body begged for another one. And another one. And another one.
Until it hit her.