AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I’d rather be having fun with you. “I plan on it.”
I supposed it was unrealistic to expect us to go five minutes without heat blazing between us.
He stalked in, past my therapy area, his eyes focused on mine the whole time. He leaned over and placed his hands on my desk…giving me an eyeful of his incredible broad shoulders, the kind that a woman could really hang onto while being pounded. And wonderful wavy brown hair, the kind a woman can really grab hold of while being pounded.
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” he said.
I would love to know what you would and wouldn’t do…to me. “Where’s the fun in that?”
The intensity of his gaze caused my heart to skip a beat. “I mean it, Lila. Be safe tonight.”
I glanced down at his large tattooed hands pressed up against the polished cherry wood.
Throw me on my desk and rip my clothes off.“Don’t worry. I’ll be on my guard.” Was he actually concerned for me?
He straightened up to his full height. My eyes widened and savagely tried to take in every yummy bit of his physique. Even his height was magnificent. He was at least eight inches taller than me. I hoped something else on him was at least eight inches.
He lingered for a moment. His eyes stared in my direction, but they didn’t seem to be lookingatme. Maybe he was lost in his own inner monologue.
His gaze softened as it finally focused on me. “You really are gorgeous,” he whispered in a gruff voice.
I knew he was totally into me. Why else would he always stop by to talk to me? Why else would he gaze at me like I was his favorite dessert he wanted to indulge in? Whatever his reasons were for keeping things amicable instead of fucking me until I saw stars, I didn’t know. But there was no doubt he was hot for me as much as I was for him. That knowledge gave me the confidence to do what I did next.
I zipped close my cosmetics bag and held up the crimson velvet pouch, showing him the side with the wordNicebedazzled on it. “You know, Hawk, I’m usually very nice, but sometimes…” I turned the little pouch around. The wordNaughtysparkled into view. I gave him a wink and lowered my voice a few octaves. “…just sometimes…I’m very, very naughty.”
Reminiscent of a Bobblehead, Hawk’s head wobbled from my face to my makeup bag, back to my face, then to my boobs. Up and down it went until he finally halted the spring action of his neck. Not a single syllable escaped his sexy, open mouth, but the storm brewed darker in his eyes.
With a sound that rumbled like a deep growl, he turned, and his grab-worthy ass strolled out of my office.
Oh yeah, I got it going on!
