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Noah’s hands suddenly frame my head as he plants his weight on the fridge. He moves closer, his body inches from mine as he breathes me in, trailing his mouth just above my neck.
“Oh, Ms. Francis, what am I going to do with you?”
I can feel the coiled tension radiating off Noah, and he pulls back just enough to hover his lips over mine.
“Show me what you got.” I lift my head off the fridge, inching our mouths that much closer. “Mr. Steele.”
There’s the briefest pause when the air is thick with raw desire, and then Noah’s lips crash into mine.
It’s wild and passionate, and then Noah’s hands pin mine to the fridge above my head as he presses himself against me. I can feel his erection through the fabric of his finely tailored slacks, and arousal pools between my legs.
The taste of him is like strong whiskey, smooth and decadent. His beard brushes my skin as his tongue explores my mouth, and I fight against his hold if only to pull him closer.
A rumbling growl escapes Noah as I press myself tighter against him, rubbing slightly against his cock. His returned thrust has me whimpering softly as I fight to stand.
I can’t move to take more of what I want, so I rock against him, swirling my tongue across his as our kiss deepens.
Noah kicks my legs apart and presses in. His lips break from mine only to find my neck, and the feel of his warm tongue sliding across my skin has me moaning low.
A playful nibble causes my breath to hitch in my throat, and the squeeze on my wrists intensifies.
"Noah.”
I whisper his name, and then his lips are back on mine, tasting and nipping and teasing. He switches my wrist to a single grip above my head and wraps his other hand around my throat, lightly squeezing.
A breathless sigh escapes me, and I grind myself against the parts of his body I can reach.
Noah pulls back and looks me in the eyes. The lust there makes me wet with anticipation.
“Such a naughty little thing, aren’t you? What are we going to do about that?”
God, how far is this going to go?
Chapter 6
Noah
How is this happening? One minute I’m finishing up dinner, and the next, I have Olivia pinned to the fridge, desperate for more of this little minx.
I should have seen it coming. I’ve been on edge since I met Olivia, thinking of all the ways I can explore her body and leave her breathless.
But she’s John’s fucking daughter, for Christ’s sake, and the fucking nanny to boot.
And I should have been able to withstand it, back off. Still, I can’t keep myself from her any longer.
The way Olivia challenges me, talking back like it’s a dare, brings out an animal lust I haven’t felt in years. The bratty confidence, the flirtations that she knows push my buttons.
It was practically a done deal the moment she walked in.
This can’t go beyond tonight, though. It’s risky and off-limits.
But…
I must have her. I need to feel her beneath me like I need to breathe.
And then it’ll be fine. I’ll have gotten her out of my system, and we can move on.
She squirms beneath my grip. I run my hand down the side of Olivia’s body, waiting to hear her next sassy response.
