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He could easily imagine what her body would feel like wrapped around him as he plunged between her perfect thighs.
Damn everything was perfect about her. Even her fiery temper. It might make him a bastard in thinking so, but seeing her mad, worked up and ready to deck someone made his cock harder as steel.
Her face turned a delicate shade of red and she couldn’t look more beautiful. Well, truth be told, having her flushed and coming, now that would be a sight he could go for.
But Juniper was off-limits to him.
A series of unfortunate events would unfold otherwise. He could see it like a motion picture in his head.
If he screwed the wedding planner, the wedding planner would leave and everything he had worked for up till this moment would go down the drain. Besides what could he give her beyond a few stolen moments here and there? His life was all about work right now and long into the foreseeable future.
No, he would keep his hard, starving dick in his pants where the fucker belonged and his hands off every delicious curve belonging to one Juniper Winter.
She glided to her feet as he lowered into the nearby couch.
“What are you doing?”
She came to stop by his side, a curious, devilish smile across her face.
“There’s something you need to know about me, Mr. Blackwood.”
He cleared his throat immediately intrigued by where this was going. “Marshall,” he corrected her. “And what would that be, Juniper?” he husked low, moving an arm to rest over the back of the couch.
“That I get what I want too. And up till now, I think I’ve earned a little treat.”
She settled over his lap and his arms automatically went around her.
Heat infused her expression and her eyes lit with something he’d only fantasized seeing in those pretty depths.
Lust. For him.
“Now that I know you don’t belong to anyone. I. Want. You. And by the way, you’re drinking me in like I’m your favorite beverage, I’m going to say you want the same.”
He had been wrong. Seeing her flushed was not the most beautiful sight. Watching her seduce him? Now that was pure beauty. He arched a brow playing with her a bit. “Daring, Ms. Winter.”
“You have no idea, Marshall. We’re two adults. Should be able to take what we want.”
She leaned in.
“Don’t you agree?”
Poor girl had no idea what she was getting herself into. She mistakenly misread his laid-back manner as submissive and his cock swelled at the idea of proving she would be the one screaming under him and not the other way around.
Her eyes dipped to his lips.
“Take—” she began but he didn’t let her finish.
He fisted her hair and captured her lips in a fiery kiss. She gasped into his mouth and he growled right back. The skirt he’d pictured slipping his hands under the whole morning now pooled around her thighs and climbed a little higher with the help of his curious touch. He dragged a hand over the delicate skin of her upper thigh and teased the inside with a brush of his thumb as he did the same with his tongue over her soft, pouty lips.
She opened for him. Both her mouth and her thighs.
Slowly he pulled away, drawing his lips down her jaw and over her exposed collarbone. He loved the way the sweater tilted to one side. The two hours they’d worked together all he could think about was peeling it back and exposing all her creamy skin.
He tightened his fist around her hair a fraction. Not enough to hurt, but to get the exquisite moan she gifted him with. His little sweet wedding planner liked it kinky.
Her head fell back into his hand.
“You like that don’t you sweetheart,” he growled against her throat, sucking at her pulse point.
