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Tate was never one to take orders, however something shot to life when Mia took over and he saw the stubborn strong woman he was coming to admire. He took off his jacket and tossed it on the ground.
“Now what?” he challenged.
“Now the shirt,” she said.
He reached behind him, gripping the collar of his shirt and tugged it over his head and off.
When her lips parted and her gaze drifted from his chest to his stomach and back, he fought the urge not to flex. Because her eyes on him was a drug of its own. She just stood staring and Tate would have been fine with that, other than the fact that he couldn’t read her thoughts.
“This hardly seems fair,” he said and her gaze snapped up to his.
“You’re right, I’m sorry.” She yanked her shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor, leaving her in a short skirt, heels and red bra. He couldn’t help but wonder if the panties matched.
“I was just going to say that staring down a man without a word wasn’t nice, but I like where you’re going with this.”
She grinned and glanced down his body again. “And what word were you hoping I’d say, Deputy?”
He shrugged a shoulder and looped his thumbs in his belt and her eyes shot to the movement. Something he was picking up on that she seemed to like.
“Awesome. Impressive. God-like. Any of those would suffice,” he joked.
She smiled and the sight made his skin heat another degree. “Oh, they would huh?”
He nodded.
“And what if I had a different word to describe you?”
“Being a public servant, I value your feedback, ma’am.”
“Oh, my. Sounds like someone has been prepping for an election.” She took a step closer until her lace clad breasts almost brushed his chest. “Wow,” she said and Tate suddenly felt like he over played his hand.
Their sparing threw him off and damn it, part of him did want to impress her. Just before he took a step back she gripped his cock through his jeans and he choked on his own exhale.
“That’s my word, Deputy…” She stroked him hard once then unclasped his belt. “Wow.”
The way her breath skated over his neck made him close his eyes and groan. He couldn’t hold out anymore. With her hands on him, shoving down his pants, he cupped her face and did the one thing he wanted to do since he saw her standing at the door. He kissed her.
Melding his lips over hers, he took a hard and deep drink, causing her hands to only work faster. Cool air hit his thighs as she worked his pants and boxers down. Refusing to give up her sweet mouth, he toed off his boots and stepped out of his pants.
Gently biting her lip, then plunging his tongue to savor every taste of her had him skyrocketing to the clouds. He tangled his fingers in her hair until he finally just unwound the long tresses from the band and let them fall wildly over her shoulders. Just as his palms moved down to her neck, she pushed him enough so that his knees buckled and he sat on her bed.
She knelt in between his knees and kissed his chest while her hands splayed over his abs, as if loving the feel and taste of him.
Christ, he hoped she loved it. Because she was making him feel like some kind of man worth this treatment. When that sweet mouth trailed a little lower, the destination unmistakable, he finally found his voice.
“Sweetheart…You don’t have to—”
She snapped her head up and glared at him. “Do I look like the kind of woman who does something I don’t want to?”
He grinned. “No ma’am, you don’t.”
She nodded once. “Then I’d appreciate it if you’d just shut up please, Deputy. I’m enjoying myself.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Her tongue ran along the top two torso muscles and Tate tilted his head back a little and tried to remember how to breathe. Something he’d done a million times before but somehow tonight seemed impossible. But what caught his eye made him nearly come right then.
Their reflection.
