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“I know that something like this can be overwhelming at first,” she said, near breathless, suddenly seeming to notice the position she’d found herself in. “But you’re never going to be able to make a connection if you don’t even try looking for one.”
I leaned into her, placing one hand beside her on the door. “And if I said what I wanted was you, what then?”
Her chest rose suddenly, falling swiftly against a sigh. “I’m not on the table.”
I closed my eyes, trying to imagine anything but her on a table, legs wrapped around my waist and feeling her body melt into mine. So, she didn’t want to start something. All those heated words and emotions between us were just a figment of my imagination?
I didn’t believe it.
“Why not?” I asked, my hand stroking along the edge of her cheek. She shivered against my touch, leaning into me despite her declarations of being beyond her reach.
“Because your sister…”
“Doesn’t have to know anything.” So, the only thing that had changed was we finally knew each other’s names and knew for a fact that we were off-limits. It wasn’t that she didn’t want me. The heat of her skin beneath my fingertips told me otherwise. She clenched her lower lip between her teeth, sliding her eyes closed. I inclined my head forward, the urge to taste her mouth no longer a desire but a relentless need.
“You want something long term,” she said suddenly, placing a hand on my chest and pushing me from her. “And that isn’t me.”
She drew one sharp inhale of breath, a gasp of air fleeing from the room now as hot as a sauna. I struggled with my own breath, trying to claim what I could from the diminishing air around us. But she was right. This wasn’t a long-term solution. This was pure, unbridled lust, and I was falling right into the trap.
“We would both be foolish to risk what we want on a mere whim,” she added, sliding out from beneath me and tucking a stray curl back behind her ear.
I wanted forever.
Obviously, I wanted passion, but something that lasted longer than a brief tryst. And if I did this, there would be no turning back. I couldn’t date other women while sleeping with the woman setting me up with them. All that time would be wasted. Everything I’d been trying to avoid, shallow women and shallow relationships; I’d be right back where I started.
That’s not what I wanted. We both knew it.
“I’ll arrange something for you, Mr. Carson,” she said softly. “Then we can discuss how the date goes after that and maybe come up with a better idea of what you’re looking for in a match.”
“Fine,” I said, nodding. “Just let me know the details.”
I had just signed away my soul in exchange for freedom from a blonde heiress. Maybe I would find my match doing this. Maybe being exposed to Lyndsey Saunders for an extended length of time would make me immune to her, much like fears people must be entrenched in, in order to overcome them.
And maybe a meteorite would strike me dead that afternoon and spare me from having to deal with all of this.
Slightly less plausible.
Though a man could dream.
Chapter Eight
Lyndsey
“Iwant you now,” I said, hopping onto the desk in my temporary office and spreading my legs apart.
I was completely naked, save for a pair of my favorite stilettos. I was unashamed and as brazen as a warrior, ready to do battle for what was mine. Maybe I was too foolish to know that doing this in my place of business, in my cousin’s own backyard, was the riskiest thing I could do if I wanted to hold out any hope for a future—but I didn’t care.
Hunter was there.
And that made all of this worth it.
He closed the distance between us in two strides, his lips taking hold of mine. He tasted like fire, hot and smoky, as if he’d escaped from the jaws of Hell. It was a warning, I supposed. One last reminder that this man represented nothing but sin and giving in to him was as good as signing away my soul.
Before I even knew how it happened, he was there, his erection pressing against my entrance. In one quick thrust, a ricochet of pleasure enveloped me, soaking into my body like the rays of sunlight in summer. I could feel the pressure rising within me with every stroke. Every touch of his conquered a new corner of my heart.
There was no going back, no convincing me this was wrong. I would sacrifice a thousand family homes, all my inheritance, for an eternity of this.
I rose to the precipice, my nails digging into Hunter’s back, my knees clinging desperately to his waist. I was so close to collapsing, so close to erupting with ecstasy beyond all normal concepts.
