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My pulse kicks, and I feel a rush of heat. Then I catch the hungry glint in his stormy blue eyes. Like a lion gazing at a gazelle.
He’s playing with me.
But I have a game of my own.
I neatly sidestep him, keeping him facing away from that open desk drawer. “I was thinking, about what you said to me in the elevator the other day,” I change the subject abruptly.
The glint turns downright smoldering. “Is that so?”
I nod. It’s not exactly a lie, I’ve been thinking about Caleb pretty much 24/7 since this whole thing began.
Thinking. Fantasizing.
“And what did you decide?” Caleb’s eyes are fixed on mine. His breath even. His whole presence a coiled spring, ready to pounce.
“I… I’m not sure just yet.” I glance up at him from under my lashes, and slowly bite my lip. “I think I need a little help to decide.”
I know I’m playing with fire here, but what’s the lesser of two evils:
My new boss thinking I’m an undercover agent… ? Or my new boss knowing just how much I want him?
The open desk drawer is just a few inches behind me. Caleb is moving closer. Any moment now, and he’ll see.
So I play the only card I have.
I reach up and kiss him.
Caleb is still for a moment, clearly surprised by my bold move. Hell, I am too. But then he yanks me closer, and I’m not the one controlling this kiss anymore.
He is. Completely.
His mouth crushes against mine, harsh and demanding. His hands encircle my waist, gripping me tightly as his tongue caresses me, sending a wave of pleasure pounding through my body. I sink back in his arms, utterly lost.
Dear Lord, this man can kiss.
No man has ever made me want him this way, made me crave him, ache for him.
I arch up, wanting more. Running my hands through that tousled hair, feeling the muscular expanse of his back. His thigh is boldly lodged between my legs and I can’t stop myself rocking closer, chasing the pressure against my core.
I hear him groan into my mouth, and feel the swell of him, hard against me.
Oh God. So hard.
It’s intoxicating, and wrong, and totally reckless, but somehow, I can’t pull away. This kiss is consuming. Devouring. Making me clench tight with desire and desperate with need.
Then a voice in the back of my mind sounds.
The drawer, dummy.
That’s right! I remember the whole point of this distraction, and carefully reach down to nudge it closed.
Mission accomplished.
Except Caleb hasn’t got the memo. He’s still kissing me ravenously, his hand sliding over the curve of my ass, gripping me even more tightly; molding me against the hard length of him, clear even through the fabric of his pants.
And damn, is he impressive in every way.
His mouth moves to my neck, kissing and nibbling on the sensitive skin there. “You’re fucking delicious,” he growls in my ear, and I shudder again at the raw, animal possession in his tone. His hand moves lower, hitching up my dress, moving slowly up my thighs…
