Lex was ruthless in his possession of her lips, her senses, and her will.His erection pushed against her stomach, begging her to touch him, pleasure him, and satisfy her own desires.Jillian went from teasing him to wanting to rip off his clothes.
She had been kissed countless times.During foreplay.While in the throes of passion.Even after a hot bout between the sheets, but never like this.Her nipples ached, and wetness pooled in her panties.She’d never wanted a man this badly.She rubbed against him, her hands bunching his shirt as she sought more skin contact.
It was too much, yet not enough.
She ripped her mouth from his and tried to stop, but all she could focus on were his lips.Those beautiful, sculptured, merciless lips.She wanted them all over her body, making her come again and again.
God, she was so screwed.
Lex growled and reclaimed her lips, the kiss morphing into something bigger than themselves.He brought in the cavalry and laid siege on her senses, using his hands, mouth, tongue, and teeth.He cupped her breast and stroked her nipples.Bit her lower lip and bore down hard.
Jillian gasped at the sting, but then he soothed it with his tongue and made it better, fingers forking through her hair to hold her head in place.With a different guy, she would have become the aggressor and taken control eons ago.With Lex, she was more than happy to let him take charge—wipe her mind clean of whatever she knew about foreplay and replace them with new memories.
He scooped her up and headed for… She didn’t know where.Didn’t care.A moan escaped her as he buried his mouth in her neck, taking nips that were sure to leave marks.She bruised easily.
“Open the door,” he growled.
The door?To where?Sanity returned.Jillian removed her hands from around his shoulders, cupped his face, and created a wedge between them, forcing him to stop marking her.
“Lex, stop,” she said.It came out as a croak.
He looked into her eyes, and Jillian almost gave in to the need burning in their depth.“But you said ‘fuck me.’”
“Because you asked me to,” she said.
“You said it again.Like you meant it.”
It must have slipped out.Jillian wiggled, until he let her slide to the floor, but he didn’t let her go.His arm stayed around her waist, their bodies pressed together.His erection pressed invitingly against her.He really didn’t play fair.
“That was my way of sayingholy crap.”
His eyes narrowed.
Not sure what he was thinking, she became defensive.“I know I have a potty mouth, a habit I picked up from my brothers, but I promise to moderate my language around you, your family, and your friends.”
He gave her a self-deprecating smile, reached up, and ran a finger across her lips.“I love your mouth.Talk dirty to me all you want.I like details, whether you want it hard or gentle.Fast or slow.”
He had a freaky streak in him.Nice.No, not nice.He was supposed to be boring and conventional.Stuffy and stiff upper-lipped.Not hot and tempting.The kind of man she’d always wanted and could never find.He lifted her chin with his finger and stared down at her, his expression determined.
“We will have sex, Jillian,” he added, voice firm and sure, eyes challenging her to deny it.
Mouth dry, Jillian stepped away from him before she could yell “yes!”The man had a way of having her consent to things before her self-preservation kicked in.Run,her mind screamed.Put distance between Lex and you before you jump straight back into his arms.
“Sex isn’t included in our contract, Lex,” she tossed over her shoulder and reached for her clutch.
“And when we do,” he said from behind her, gripping her hips and pulling her up against him.It didn’t help matters that she’d bent over to pick up the clutch from the chair by his desk and their position was suggestive.“The multiple orgasms won’t have anything to do with the contract either.”
Jillian straightened and threw him a censuring look, but she didn’t move away.She couldn’t.Her knees had gone weak, and her body seemed to melt into his as if she’d become an extension of him.
“This kind of intimacy will complicate matters, Lex.Blur the line between what’s fake and what’s real.”
“Then we’ll adapt.”One large hand moved across her stomach to hold her in place while the other captured her chin and held her head in place to make sure she didn’t move.
She braced herself for another invasion of her senses.The perverse side of her needed it, so she could reduce what she was feeling to pure lust.Lust she understood.It burned hot and fizzled out fast.Lust she could walk away from.Nothing was special about lust.
Instead of capturing her mouth in another pillaging kiss, Lex brushed his lips across hers slowly as though memorizing the shape and texture.The effect was like nothing Jillian had ever felt.Sensual.Soothing yet stimulating.Torture in its purest form.When he stopped, she wanted to protest.He let her chin go and dropped a kiss on her neck.Jillian shivered.
“May I use your bathroom?”
