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She raised her eyebrows at him. “Are you planning to keep me prisoner here?”
He waggled his eyebrows as he advanced on her. “I might. Would you have a problem with that?”
She laughed. “You’re far too considerate. You’re not supposed to ask if I’d be okay with it. I think that’s the whole point of being a prisoner, isn’t it?”
He laughed when he reached her, and his hands came down on her shoulders. “I suppose you’re right. I guess I’ll just have to work harder at it if I want to be the bad guy who locks you away so he can have his wicked way with you.”
She slipped her arms around his waist and hugged him closer. Loving the feel of his hard body, and the way it warmed hers. It wasn’t just that his heat seemed to burn through their clothes and race over her skin, he lit a fire inside of her, too.
“I don’t think you could be a bad guy even if you tried. And you don’t need to lock me away.” She rolled up on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his lips. “You can have your wicked way with me all weekend long if you like. I only have one request.”
His hands had already slid down to cup her butt, and he was slowly pulling up her skirt so that he could access her bare skin.
“Whatever your request is, you can have it.” As he spoke, his warm breath fanned over her neck before he swept his lips over her collarbone.
The move sent a shiver through her, and she clung tighter to him. “My request is that I get to have my wicked way with you, too.”
She felt, more than heard, him chuckle. “I’ll be more than happy to grant that request.”
“Good.” She ran her hands up over his chest and traced his neck before she entwined her fingers together behind his head and pulled him down into a kiss.
He kissed her like he couldn’t get enough of her, and she felt the same way. His hands had already found their way inside her panties, and she moaned into his mouth when he stroked her.
She brought her hands down to tug at his belt, wanting to give him some of the same treatment. Wanting to make him feel as good as he was making her feel.
He broke away from the kiss and breathed, “Bed.”
When his roving hand found its target and rolled her clit between his finger and thumb, she moaned louder.
“No time,” she told him as she wrestled with his button and zipper. It was a long way up those stairs, and she didn’t want to wait that long.
Instead, she reached for the nearest door handle and tugged it open. A little thrill raced through her when she saw that it was the office. She loved his whole house, but this was her favorite room of all. She was more than happy to christen it. And that huge mahogany desk looked like just the spot.
She grabbed his hand and led him inside. His eyes turned a darker shade of blue and he nodded before turning to close the door behind them.
When he turned back to her, he closed his arms around her and backed her toward the desk. When her legs hit it, she looked up into his eyes with a smile. “See, we’re even on the same page with this. For a moment there, I was worried that you might be heading for the sofa.”
He nipped at her lips as he pulled her skirt up around her waist and pushed her panties down.
“No. I have to tell you, that I’ve been thinking about this since last weekend. You made such a big deal of how much you lovedthis room. I kept remembering all the admiring little noises you made about the desk.”
He smiled through pursed lips and shrugged. “It got me thinking, got me wondering what kind of noises I could get you to make on the desk.”
He stepped his feet between hers, making her spread a little wider. She grasped his forearms tightly when his thumb started to circle the sensitive nub between her legs.
She bit down on her bottom lip, trying to keep it quiet, but she failed – miserably.
“Lee!” she gasped.
She could hear the smile in his voice even though she couldn’t see his face – he’d dropped his head to mouth at her nipples through her shirt. Even as he did that, he was pushing his pants down.
When he straightened up, he had hold of a condom. She loved that he offered it to her, he’d already learned that she liked to be the one to put it on. And she did, she had, but now, she’d rather go without it.
She captured his face between her hands and looked into his eyes. “I don’t want it.”
He raised his eyebrows. “Birth control?”
She nodded. “I have an IUD. And as for the rest, I trust you.”
