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She dragged her hand from his neck to his cheek and smoothed her thumb over his jaw. “That’s what I want, Toth. I want you to lose control... with me.”
His mind spun faster than a slot machine, elevating his blood pressure. Earlier, he’d had an abundance of reasons why he shouldn’t bang Savannah, but now, for the life of him, he couldn’t come up with one. “You said you stay away from men.” It was weak. A straw to grasp at.
Her eyes bored into his. The orange glow from the fire beside them lit up her irises, making the green that much more dangerous. All-consuming. Her lips softened and she moved her hand again, flattening her palm between his pecs. “I’ve stayed away from men for a long time, Toth. Too long.”
Ah, hell. He was going to be one of those fucks for her. One born of desperation. He was the person who’d connect the dots between her previous and next roll in the sack. But why did he care? If he got to taste her, be inside her, did the terms matter?
Short answer was no.
Long answer was one he didn’t intend to evaluate.
He dropped his head back to stare at the ceiling because it was the only fucking thing that didn’t turn him on right now. The fire, the couch, the floor—all of it screamed “Just get her naked.”
Savannah’s light, nervous laugh broke through the fog. “Is that a no?”
He dropped his chin and met her stare. “Fuck no, it’s not a no. Do I look dumb?”
Her eyes widened but amusement flashed in them. “Okay,” she drawled, moving her hips again. “Why were you looking at the ceiling then?”
“Because I—” He lifted his palm and swiped it over his face. It didn’t clear the lust pushing against his breaking point. “Because I don’t want to hurt you. Because I don’t want to fuck up this job or have things be weird between us.”
She squinted, her dark eyelashes barely concealing the gleam in her eyes. “I didn’t take you for a gentleman.”
He snorted. “I’m not.”
She swallowed, and hurt flashed in her eyes as she flicked her gaze away. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have come on to you.” She cleared her throat and let her arms fall.
Regret replaced rationale. He wasn’t a knight in shining armor. Wasn’t the dude who would take her away from her scheming father. He was no hero. But he’d be damned if he caused her an ounce of pain or made her feel unwanted.
He swept his arm around her waist, stopping her retreat. She gasped, the soft intake of breath parting her perfect lips. He’d had the way out—could have let her walk away. Doing so, he’d have likely saved his business, his reputation, and his fucking neck.
She darted her gaze around his face. Waiting. Hope shone in her eyes, those beautiful green orbs burrowing into his soul and marking him. His gut twisted. There was no way in hell he could walk away from her now. He’d sealed his fate the moment he’d accepted the job. There was no more fighting it. And if it cost him his life, god help him.
He brought his lips to hers and slipped his tongue between her teeth. She gasped then gave a small moan and melted against his chest. Once again, her taste intoxicated him. The fruity flavor of what had to be her toothpaste wafted to his nose. He dove his hand into her hair as he massaged his tongue over hers. Her head fell back trustingly into his palm as he reveled in the softness of her mouth.
Her hands went to his waist, exploring the bare flesh of his abdomen. Her cool, small fingers made him clench his muscles. Need pulsed through him, hot and demanding. He swept his hand under her shirt, over her ribcage, and cupped her breast.
“Ah,” she breathed against his mouth.
He brought his thumb to her nipple, and the little bud turned hard as he gently rolled the flesh. Her breath picked up and she trailed her hand over the outside of his pants. She gripped his cock, and his member throbbed in her grasp.
Heat filled his head as blood pumped through his dick. Jesus Christ, she’d barely touched him and he’d already lost his fortitude. If he didn’t bridle the situation, he’d embarrass himself and cum in his damn pants. He snagged her wrist, stopping the twisting action she’d just begun.
Holding her hand still, he brought his mouth to the skin beneath her ear. “Not so fast, babe,” he said softly, as he kissed then licked her flesh. The jasmine scent of her hair floated around him.
She made a huffing sound and wriggled her arm, but he didn’t let go. “Why?” she demanded, as she thrust her hips forward against his thigh.
He pulled away slightly to look down at her. A pink tint colored her cheeks, her eyes smoldered with desire, and her nostrils flared with veiled annoyance.
He hitched his mouth up in a smirk. Sonofabitch, he’d never witnessed anything so fucking sexy, tempting, and amusing in his life. “Because this isn’t going to be a one and done, got it? If we’re doing this, we’re doing it my way.”
Her throat bobbed. “And that is?” A tremor shook her voice, but damn if it wasn’t excitement.
“I want you, Savannah Carrington. All of you. All fucking night. Can you handle that?”
She blinked twice.
