In the forty-eight hours they’d been separated, she’d told herself their time together hadn’t been as incredible as she’d remembered.To him, she was certain, she was a woman interchangeable with any other sub.
But when he moved toward her, she realized she’d been lying to herself.
The experiences at the Running Wind had indelibly affected her, changed her, and she was grateful to have had the opportunity.It had exposed her to a whole new dimension of sexuality, and she felt more confident as a result.Or had, until he put a finger beneath her chin.
“I didn’t expect to see you,” she said.
“I figured it would cut down on a lot of back and forth.I’m told we’ve lost too much time as it is.”
“That’s true.”She wondered, though.He didn’t need to be here.He could have attended via conference or video call.As she wasn’t sure what his presence really meant, if anything, she tightened her grip on her shoulder bag.
After a few seconds of silence, he moved his finger.“This way.”
He led her down a hallway to a room with a small, round table.
A peach hibiscus bush appeared to be in danger of taking over an entire wall.Three peace lilies sat on the windowsill and a fourth was perched in the middle of the table.There was a counter with bottles of water and a single-cup beverage maker with about a dozen different choices of tea, hot chocolate, coffee.With the greenery and amenities, the space felt homey, not like a place to make decisions in the country’s fourth largest city.
“Can I get you something to drink?”Cade asked as the door closed behind him.
“No, thanks.”
“I want something.”
Frowning, she turned to face him.
Before she could react, his hands were on her shoulders and he had her against the wall.
Her insides melted.
He nudged one of his legs between hers and she complied with his unspoken demand, bringing her pelvis against his thigh.
Mindless of her bag, he pinned her arms at her sides.
Her mouth parted, more in welcome than protest.
To him,forhim, she was helpless.
His eyes were that determined gray, and he held her gaze ensnared.
“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.”
She shifted, and that brought them closer.“Cade—”
With his ruthless mouth, he cut her off, silencing her words and simultaneously devouring her.
In instant capitulation, she closed her eyes.She’d needed this, dreamed of it.
Helpless, she responded, giving herself over his to aggressiveness.
She jerked, already aroused.
The damnable, frustrating, astounding man brought her to orgasm with only his leg and his kiss.
She went limp, collapsing into his strength.
He released her left wrist so that he could thumb his hat back.And he grinned down at her.
“The meeting,” she said, glancing at the door.
