We locked eyes. I could feel his desire again. It was the same as it had been the previous night. He was ravenous. And he wanted to feast on me.
I went on my tiptoes as he bent down to kiss me. Our lips crashed together. I let out a gasp, but it was lost in his mouth. The phone in our hands was forgotten. One of us tossed it ontohis desk and then his hand slid around my waist. I melted into him as his soft lips pressed against mine. And then I felt his tongue. It was the gentlest of flicks, sending a shiver all the way down to my toes. Or maybe only half the way…
Tanner lifted me off the ground with one arm and sat me on his desk, never breaking our kiss. My skirt rode up practically to my hips as my legs spread around him. I allowed my hands to wander to his muscular chest. God, he was so strong. Was it safe to unbutton his shirt? Or better yet, tear it off of him? I wanted to so badly. But I thought better of it. Touching him could have been what set him off on our last date. He, however, was not at all afraid to touch me. His fingers slid under the hem of my skirt, digging into my flesh. I moaned as our tongues fought for control. Even in our kiss we were still sparring. It was like he was furious with me, when really I was the one that was furious with him.
With one swing of his arm, he cleared his desk of everything. Papers, his phone, framed pictures, one of those little perpetual motion machines…it all crashed to the floor. He deepened the kiss and pinned me to the desk. I could feel his manhood pressing against me. “Yes,” I moaned.
I reached for the buttons of his shirt, but his hands caught my wrists and slammed them back down. I was helpless against his strength. And I loved it. I bit at his bottom lip, stopping just before I might draw blood. I could hear him growl as he grew even harder.
And then a knock on his office door broke the spell. He pulled away and smoothed his suit jacket. I got up and yanked my skirt back into place (kind of…) just as his door swung open.
“Tanner, is everything…” Evie stopped mid-sentence and let out a gasp. “Good heavens! What happened in here?”
You cock blocked me!
“I think it was an earthquake,” said Tanner with no hint of sarcasm. The lie rolled off his lips effortlessly. Which made sense given how much practice he had being a filthy rotten liar, always switching between being Tanner Rhodes and Ryder Storm.
“I didn’t feel anything,” said Evie.
“Weird.” Tanner shrugged. “Anyway, we’re fine in here. In fact, we were just about finished.”
What?“Actually, we need a few more minutes,” I said. He wasn’t getting rid of me that fast again.
Evie looked to Tanner for approval.
“Give us two minutes,” he conceded.
She disappeared.
I smiled at him with a smug grin on my face. I had won. I had gotten what I wanted. And he had all but admitted that he was Ryder. “So does this mean you’re going to sign with BIMG after all,Ryder?”
“Shhh,” he hissed. “What are you trying to do?” He glared at me.
“What am I trying to do? I don’t know…have a relationship? After all, isn’t the Society about true love? That’s what you said.”
He shook his head. “You’re messing with things you don’t understand.”
“Then make me understand.”
“I can’t.” His Adam’s apple rose and fell as he stared at me. “You should go.”
“Are you serious right now?”What the actual fuck?
“I never should have kissed you. I’m sorry.” His eyes dropped to my lips. “I’m so sorry.”
“What’s your problem? Why do you keep kissing me and then pulling away? Am I really that repulsive?”
He looked hurt that I would even suggest that. “What? No. No. If anything it’s the exact opposite.”
“How so?”
“It’s complicated. Like I said, you wouldn’t understand.”
“Try me.”
“No.” His voice was so firm that I almost backed off.Almost.
“Are you a born-again virgin or something?” I asked. “If you are, just tell me and we can take things slow.”
