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Slade’s words had Tatum creasing her brow. Mate? What in the hell was going on, and why did everyone speak like they were from another planet?
Another low growl came from Leo. “She is not up for discussion.” He used his hand on her waist to pull her more firmly against his back. Tatum looked over her shoulder and saw several people had their eyes on them. Two of those people were Sugar and Peaches. If Tatum didn’t get this situation under control, all hell would break loose.
“Leo?” It took a heartbeat for him to tear his murderous glare off Slade, but when he did, his gaze softened. “Can I speak with you? Alone?” She lifted her eyebrows, hoping he wouldn’t press the issue. She had no idea what she planned on speaking to him about, but all she could think about was getting him away from Slade and defusing the situation.
The animosity grew thick until she could have cut it with a knife, and whatever problem these two had with each other would only escalate if given time.
“Yeah, run along like a good boy.” Slade made a shooing motion with his hand, and Tatum gritted her teeth. She had half a mind to let Leo have at him, because there were no doubts in her mind Slade’s ass would be grass if Leo got his hands on him. Fortunately, Leo didn’t take Slade’s bait. Instead, he gave one last growl, turned away, and started walking toward his office.
His arm stayed around Tatum, and his fingers clenched on her hip. His steps were fast and long, and she struggled to keep up with him. Right before she stepped into his office, she glanced over her shoulder again. Sugar was behind the bar, her narrowed eyes trained on Tatum.
Peaches’s worried expression was clear even from the distance, but the pixie of a woman led Slade and his men toward one of the private rooms in the back. A tug on Tatum’s waist had her in Leo’s office with the door shut firmly behind her.
Leo was a few steps in front of her, his body rigid, his pacing quick and agitated. When he stopped and stared at her, she felt her nerves skyrocket. Maybe this hadn’t been such a good idea. He looked furious. His chest rose and fell with the force of his breathing. His hands clenched and unclenched by his sides, and the blue of his eyes looked fierce and bright. His nostrils flared, and she heard him inhale deeply. What was it with the men around her inhaling so strongly?
“I….” What in the hell could she say? Something shifted in the air in the next moment. She became hot and wet as Leo stared at her. The shirt she wore seemed too tight, and her panties were soaked. Now it was her turn to inhale deeply, and when she did, the most glorious scent invaded her senses. It smelled spicy and masculine, and she remembered it from when Leo picked her up for lunch.
Beads of sweat dotted his forehead, and he took a step toward her. The desire to have him was so pronounced she couldn’t breathe. How could someone’s cologne smell so good that she couldn’t think clearly?
“Leo—” Before she could get another word out, he strode toward her with determined lust written all over his face.8He slammed her body against the wall, his breathing hot and heavy as it brushed along the back of her neck. Head turned to the side, Tatum kept her eyes shut as she felt his hands slide down from her shoulders to grip her waist. He pulled her ass back toward him, his erection digging into the small of her back.
The sensation of his fingers tunneling into her hair sent chills dancing along her flesh. A hard tug of her hair being pulled had her head craning back. His other hand snaked around to curl his fingers around her bared throat.
What in the hell was happening? Her goal had been to get him away from Slade and talk to him, but in a quick twist of events, that arousal she had been trying to deny came crashing to the front. All thoughts of Slade fled her.
“Say who makes you feel good, Tatum.” The rough timbre of his growl went straight to her pussy. Her clit throbbed, and her cunt gushed from her need to have him between her thighs. There had been so much sexual tension between them that she was on the verge of climaxing just watching him walk into a room. Despite the fact that this was all she wanted, she liked the idea of teasing him.
“Not a chance.” The sting of him tightening his hand in her hair had a gasp of pleasure/pain leaving her.
“Baby, by the end of the night, I’m going to have you screaming my name.” He used his leverage on her hair to turn her head to the side even more. His tongue ran up the side of her neck, and a shiver raced through her. The roughness of it had an incredible sensation coursing through her, one that had her grinding her ass against him and groaning. “Yeah, baby, by the end of the fucking night.”
