“I’m not firing you. You keep me on my toes, and that’s not an easy feat.”
He had her on her toes now, completely off-kilter and aware from the look in his eyes that something between them had changed. And that something both drew her in and made her wary at the same time.
Especially when he continued to stare at her, devouring her as if he hadn’t had a meal all weekend. And considering he hadn’t kissed her since Friday night, maybe he hadn’t.
She shivered at the so-very-sinful path her thoughts had taken. He was her boss. The man whose moods changed on a whim. And he hadn’t broken eye contact, which had her entire body lighting up with desire only he managed to ignite inside her.
Wrong. It was so very wrong. Which didn’t stop her from wanting him badly.
Chapter Seven
Kade stared into Lexie’s wary blue eyes and knew he should take heed of the warning there. She wasn’t all in. She was obviously confused by what had transpired between them.
He wasn’t.
He’d had a long weekend to think, and he hadn’t been able to concentrate on anything except Lexie and what she’d felt like coming apart—around his finger and in his arms. She invaded every conscious and unconscious thought he’d had. He’d even dreamed about sliding his cock inside her and finding heaven in her slick, warm, wet pussy.
The more rational part of him knew he shouldn’t have let things go as far as they had on Friday night, but he hadn’t been able to resist. The sexy woman at the club had revealed another facet to the able assistant who had no trouble going toe-to-toe with him by day. Her confidence and fearlessness, at least when it came to dealing with him, was refreshing, and it turned him on.
Everything about her turned him on.
She was different from the women in his past—from her honesty to her caring nature, Lexie was unique. Yet he couldn’t allow himself to believe it would last.
He had his past breathing down his neck, a reminder of what kind of betrayal the females in his life brought him and a threat to his future. As a result, he’d tried to convince himself that getting involved with Lexie further wasn’t a good idea.
None of which stopped him from both thinking about her constantly and deciding it was time to do something about it. Which was what he planned to do now.
She watched him from beneath hooded eyes, waiting for him to make a move, and he did. He strode determinedly around his desk and came up beside her, her sweet scent a reminder of that endless kiss in the alley. The combination of tart, like her personality, and sweet, like her taste, just did it for him.
He stepped closer, forcing her to look up at him despite her sexy-as-sin heels.
“You’re not firing me?” she asked, breaking into his wicked thoughts.
He smiled, something that seemed to come easier around her. “No, I’m not firing you.”
“Then what are you doing with me?”
“This.” He hooked an arm around her waist, pulled her close, and sealed his lips over hers.
She stilled, her hands coming to rest on his shoulders, and like the other night, he braced himself for a hard shove. Instead she curled her fingers into his shirt and kissed him back, her tongue gliding over his lips delicately in a sweet caress.
He groaned, nipping her lower lip until she parted and let him inside. He swept through the luscious depths of her mouth, losing himself in her sweetness. His tongue tangled with hers, thrusting in and out, drinking in her shuddering moans.
He wanted more. Needed to possess her. He grasped the back of her neck with his good hand, buried his fingers in her thick hair, and tilted her head for deeper access, sliding his tongue farther inside, getting more demanding with every sweep.
Her nails dug through his shirt, into his skin, arousing him beyond belief. He backed her against the desk, until her ass settled on the metal surface. Then, removing his hand from her hair, he slid his fingers up her silk blouse until he cupped her breast in his palm, her hardened nipple pressing against him.
His heartbeat sped up at the feel of the tight peak pressing hard into his skin. Never had he felt anything so good, and he’d yet to touch her bare flesh. He glided his lips down her jaw, pressing wet kisses to the pulse below her ear, using the time to breathe in and gather his wits, which had long since disappeared.
“This is wrong,” she whispered, causing him to realize he’d given her time to think too. But the words were coming out breathy and soft, her need obvious. “I work for you.”
“There’s no office policy preventing it,” he said, grabbing on to any rational reason to keep her right where she was.
He liked the feel of the lace covering of her bra against his hand. It let him imagine what her actual flesh would feel like to the touch. He wondered if her nipples would taste as sweet as her mouth.
“Kade, this is insane.”
“Agreed.” He swallowed hard against the pulse pounding in his temples.
She was right. It wasn’t a smart move. He wasn’t completely sure he’d ever trust any woman completely, but he couldn’t not pursue her. Couldn’t let her go.
“But it’s still happening,” he informed her, bound and determined to have his way. If she really didn’t want to be with him, he’d walk in a heartbeat.
He’d never forced himself on a woman. Never would, no matter what Lila had claimed. But this pliant, sexy female in his arms wasn’t saying no, and he had every intention of seducing her further.
Not here and now, but in the very near future.