Maxwell Pierce
Chapter 8
Max snuggled into the body heat. He slowly woke up to the unfamiliar feeling of having somebody in his bed. He’d wrapped his body around hers, engulfing her and spooning her from behind. His palm rested on her smooth stomach while the other lay nestled under her head. He was fighting his temptation to explore. One direction and he’d be touching her breast, and the other would put him near the heated juncture of her thighs. Either direction and they might never make it out of bed.
He knew the instant she woke when she snuggled her ass deeper into the cocoon of his arms and legs. She glanced over her slender creamy shoulder he’d been tempted to kiss. She gave hima playful smile. “Isleep in the nude. I hope you don’t mind.”
Max cleared his throat as he stared at the sexy fire swirling in her eyes. She wanted him. All he had to do was give in. “You’re tempting me on purpose?”
She turned in his arms, his hard shaft nestled against the curves of her body. The only barrier between them was the boxers he was wearing. He rested his palm on her back, ignoring his need to run his fingers into her hair as he kissed her senseless. One of them needed to keep their head, and judging by the hot body pressed up against his, he would need to be the levelheaded one.
“Is it working?”
Hell yes.Max rolled with her until the top half of his body was on top of hers, her wrists pinned above her head. “When our work is over, I look forward to returning the favor.”
Gwen lifted her head and scraped her teeth against his chin until he caught her lips with his. Max tasted her and tempted her with his mouth before breaking the kiss. He stared down into her eyes. “Family first.”
He was a damn saint. He rolled off the bed and headed into the shower. It would take a cold one to douse his needs. He’d almost given in. He’d almost tasted the waters, more than just with a kiss. Everything about her called to him. He started the water, ditched his boxers, and stepped under the cold spray. He cursed beneath his breath as he rested his palms on the cool tile under the frigid water. Goosebumps grew on his skin.
“You have stronger convictions than I gave you credit for, Counselor. I’m impressed.”
“What time did you get in last night?”
“Three,” she answered as she went about brushing her teeth.
“Did your recon produce any interesting findings?”
“You have holes in your security. There are places on the island that are blind spots. I can help you fix that, offer suggestions on how to tighten it. No one tried to stop me or asked what I was doing. There was a couple in the pool getting hot and heavy.”
“Well, this is a resort. People lose their modesty on vacation,” he answered.
“It wasn’t the couple I was watching. I was much more interested in the man watching them hidden behind the shrubs. At first, I thought paparazzi had infiltrated your island until I heard his moans. The guy was enjoying himself way too much. He was a voyeur.”
Anger rippled through him, coiling tight and tensing the muscles he’d just relaxed. They didn’t condone that kind of behavior on the island. He threw the shower curtain open much like she had the night before. Gwen was sitting between both sinks on the counter with her legs dangling over the edge. “Did you get a good look at his face?”
“I did, and I remember everything.”
Paparazzi wasn’t somethingthey put up with on the island. A voyeur, well that was another story, as long as everyone was on the same page, but something told Max that the couple in the pool had no idea they had not one pair of eyes on them but two. Had his mother gotten so lax with her security?
“After we meet my mother for breakfast, and we go to our spa appointments, I’d like you to look through security footage and point out the man you saw last night.”
“Sure, I’ll pick him out, and if you want,I can get rid of him too, freeof charge.”
Max turned off the water and grabbed a towel, slipping it behind the curtain. He wrapped it around his waist before he stepped out. Gwen’s offer was sweet, but twisted. “You won’t need to handle him if we caught him on security. I’ll prosecute.”
Her hungry gaze traveled down his body. She licked her lips when she got to the bulge behind his towel. “I don’t know what it is about the way you justsaid that, Counselor, but it’s making me all tingly inside.”
If Max had his way, by the time this was all over, he’d be spending his time discovering each andevery single way that turned her tingly inside. He waited until her gaze traveled back up his body to rest on his face. Keeping his hands off of her was getting harder, just like his cock.
Max left her sitting on the sink and walked into the bedroom and grabbed his clothes. He unhooked the towel and ran it over his chest before grabbing his boxers. She stood in the bathroom doorway watching without saying a word. “You should get dressed. We’re meeting my mother in an hour.”
Her gaze raked boldly down his body, appreciating each and every hard lines sculpted on his body. “I hope you don’t plan to be around when I’m taking care of your sister. You’re a distraction.”
“A distraction?”
“This,” she said, gesturing to his body. “It’s been a long time since I’ve let off some sexual steam.”
“I don’t mix business with pleasure. So, what do you say about us getting this taken care of so we can get down to our own business?”
