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Frowning heavily, she watched his hand flow across the page. But neither she nor Charles could make out what he was writing.
He handed it back to her, and she gasped so loudly that she wondered how she hadn’t been propelled straight out of her seat. Her mouth dried, and her throat thickened. The constant humming heat under her skin at his presence transitioned into flames. She squeezed her thighs together so tightly to stop herself from squirming, but that only brought into reality the wetness of her panties.
Oh, dear.
Next to her own struck-out rules for wooing her, Hunter McLeod had written his.
Kiss and touch you whenever I please.
Tie you up whenever I want.
Demand that you kneel for me.
Use anything I want on you.
Strip off your clothes, suck your nipples into my mouth, then sink my teeth into them next.
Spread your legs, then dip my tongue into your pussy until you quiver all over and come in my mouth.
Part your lips with just the tip of my cock until you beg me to let you bleed for me and give me what I want.
From there, her mind just continued to go blank. All she could hear in his office was her own embarrassing attempts to get her breathing under control. Every part of her sizzled. She could actually feel her pupils dilate. Was that even possible to feel? Images of him doing all that to her flooded her mind.
Her gaze zeroed in on his lips -those delectable, strong, and stern lips-, and she couldn't hide the pebbling of her nipples straining against her blouse; not from him.
She slid her tongue over the bottom half of her mouth, feeling parched and breathless. What did he taste like? Money? Power?
He leaned back in his chair and wiped at the edge of his lips as if he had kissed her and she had wet his mouth.
Kensley,” Charles's voice peered into her brain like an echo, putting him trillions of light years away. “Kensley? You all right? Can I get you some water?”
She forced her brain to switch itself back on. Frantically, she searched for her Ice-Maiden personality and found her in tatters too. She was on her own now.
Okay, just breathe. You’re all right. Everything is fine.
“No, thanks, Charles. I'm fine.” She squeaked, then swung her attention to the dangerous, over-six-foot-tall man sitting on the other side of the desk. If she continued behaving like a virgin, he was going to keep rattling her.
“Those terms are non-negotiable,” Hunter said softly, his gaze resting on her lips.
Fudgecrapfuckballs.
“Fine,” she conceded, assuring herself that he would soon retract all those addenda when he realized she was as cold as ice every day of the week where he was concerned. She did, however, hesitate to hand the contract over to Charles when he asked for it.
How did she end up in this position when she had been minding her own business and doing her own thing? Reluctantly, she passed it to Charles, but not without having to shove aside the need to ball up the paper and chew it until it no longer existed. Instead, she remained a blazing ball of flushed heat and hoped the world would just end.
“Good. Ms. Reid has challenged Mr. McLeod to seduce her until she is no longer a virgin. Mr. McLeod will be within his right to touch Ms. Reid whenever he so chooses and may use whatever means necessary in his endeavor to seduce Ms. Reid of her virginity.”
There was no denying it was her own noisy inhalation that echoed around the room.
“Can’t say I’m not curious how this negotiation will look on my resume,” Charles laughed, but more to himself.
“Ms. Reid, are you sure this is the kind of contract you want me to sign?”
“Why? I get that you’re awfully good-looking and women fall at your feet in supplication, but you’ll find, Mr. McLeod, that your prowess will not work on me.”
“Is that so?”
