James withdrew, his eyes pleading. "Come home with me?"
She nodded. There wasn't any other place she'd rather be.
Chapter 20
Key West
James ushered Anna down The Majestic’s main staircase, his hand resting on her lower back. A rush of heat flooded her cheeks as they reached the lobby when the Royal Conch ladies erupted in an obnoxious cheer. Huddled around the bar, they waved their arms and alternated between catcalls and shouting borderline obscene encouragement, completely undeterred by the crowd of bewildered hotel guests.
“Yay, Anna! Go get you some of that!
“Tie him to the bed this time! Better yet, use handcuffs!”
“Put him on his knees and make him work for it, honey!”
James chuckled by her side. “All good ideas,” he commented out of the side of his mouth, his deep voice sending chills down her spine.
Anna choked on a laugh as he hustled her out to her truck. He held the door for her as she hopped in and buckled her seat belt.
“I’ll follow you to my place,” James muttered, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
“Okay.” She started her truck, watching as he jogged to his Range Rover.
It took just five minutes to reach his house, but for some reason it felt like an eternity. Anna’s body was tight with anticipation. She’d experienced pent-up need before, but this time it thoroughly consumed her. Every cell of her body vibrated with need, with a deepcravingto feel James’s body worshipping her.
Maybe it had something to do with the drastic switch in emotions she’d experienced in the last thirty minutes—from dread and sadness to euphoric happiness and desire. It was enough to make a girl dizzy.
Anna drove her truck into its spot in the garage and hopped out, reaching for an overnight bag that wasn’t there. Glancing at her dirty clothes, she chewed at her bottom lip, now wishing she’d taken a shower or changed her outfit before she’d made the delivery at The Majestic.
But how could she have known what James had planned for her?
She smiled as the scene replayed in her head. By enlisting help from The Royal Conch Society, James easily circumvented any barriers she would have thrown up. She’d been forced to face her fears and make a decision.
Did she walk away from the one man who made her whole? Or did she let go and embrace a life she’d literally dreamt of?
Judging from the lightness and bubbling joy she felt, she’d made the right decision.
James parked his SUV behind her truck and snagged her hand as he rushed toward the back entrance. He barely paused to lock the door behind them before he rushed her to the bedroom.
“I’m sorry, Kitten,” he ground out, his voice dropping into a gravelly pitch filled with animal need that made her core clench. “But I can’t wait.” His eyes were hot on her as he started stripping, toeing out of his shoes and unbuttoning his shirt.
He gave her a sexy chin lift. “You’ll wanna shed those or I’ll rip them off you.”
“Wait!” she cried. There was no way she was allowing him anywhere near her body as gross and smelly as she felt after a long day of working in the warm warehouse.
He froze, his face tightening.
“I need to shower first. I’m filthy,” she added.
Relief sparkled in his eyes as his mouth curled up in a sexy leer. “A sexy shower sounds perfect. I’ll wash every inch of your body before I get you all messy again.”
Her jaw dropped at his steamy suggestion, her pulse thrumming as he peeled off his shirt, revealing his powerful torso.
“Get naked now,” he ordered.
With a shiver, she did as he commanded, enjoying the way his gaze heated even further as he watched her. His hardened length bobbed in appreciation as she kicked her panties to the side.
James groaned and pulled her close. “Finally.” His mouth swooped in, claiming hers in a dominating kiss. She purred, rubbing her tight peaks against his chest.
