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I take a small step back and my gaze falls to her chest. “Is the slogan meant as a warning?”
“Do you read it as one?”
“Don’t you dare answer my question with a question.”
“What was the question again?”
Now she’s playing me.
I narrow my gaze at her.
“‘You Can’t Touch This!’ is my way of letting you know yesterday was a lot to handle.”
She didn’t say she didn’t love every salacious minute of yesterday’s encounter. Nor did she say it can’t ever happen again.
“And you think a freaking t-shirt is going to prevent me from taking what I want?”
“We’re playing with fire.”
“Didn’t we address that yesterday?”
“I’m not as daring as you.”
“Are you telling me you don’t want to come as hard as you did yesterday ever again?”
Her eyes flinch. “I—I didn’t say that.”
“What are you saying, then?”
“We can wait until after work?” Her meek response holds no conviction.
I grab her by the waist and slam her body against mine, pressing my erection against her stomach, grinding hard, allowing her to feel every inch of me.
“You sure about that?”
She pants.
“That’s what I thought.” Satisfaction courses through me.
I cup her breast and grope it hard.
She gasps.
“Let me remind you how this game is played, Arianne. My building. My rules. My way. That means I can touch any part of you whenever I trap you in a corner or when we’re behind closed doors, unless you tell me to my face you don’t want my hands on your delectable body. If you don’t want this as much as I do, I’ll back off.”
Her eyelashes bat a mile a minute.
She just stares at me.
“I’m sorry, you’re going to have to speak louder.”
“I want this,” she says in a whisper.
“I didn’t catch that.” Yeah, I’m being a bastard.
“I want this.”
“What exactly do you want?”
