“I don't give a fuck what Logan wants, and you shouldn't either. The only question on the table right now is do you want me, and I know damn well you do.”
That stare was back, making her knees tremble and her body needy.
“I’m attracted to you,” he said.
His words made her brave, like she hadn't felt brave in years. She brought her hands up to his shoulders and felt his muscles tense beneath her touch. His skin was warmer than she expected, and she kissed him. His lips were soft and full, puckering to return her kiss.
For a moment she could feel him teetering on the brink of giving in or pushing her away. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and she smiled against his mouth. He deepened their kiss, tasting her with his tongue.
He felt so good against her, the muscles of his thigh fitted between her legs and she pushed her hips against him. Cowboy made a sound that was part growl and part moan, the sound reverberating through her body and resonating there. It was every bit as good as she knew it would be, the physical intimacy and the way he made her feel just by wanting her like this.
She could see the week spread out before them, days spent in the sun, nights spread beneath him, glorying in his flesh.
Cowboy lifted his head. “I can't do this.”
She kissed him again. “Of course you can.”
He was fighting her, fighting himself, and she writhed against him using the only weapon she had at hand. He reached for her wrists and pulled them down. “No. I really can't.”
“Why the fuck not?” she snapped. “What difference does it make to you? You sleep with women all the time, and you want me.” She looked down at his crotch pointedly. “So what's the goddamn problem?”
“You're right. I do want you. I am so freaking attracted to you I can barely keep my shit together when I run into you. Like Logan's party? I had a hard-on the entire time just from one sniff of your perfume.”
His words encouraged her, and she touched his shoulders again. “A week, Leo. We can have a whole week together. You do anything you want to me, and I'll do anything I want to you.”
“I'm here on a job. This isn’t a vacation for me.”
“I know. And I also know you have Abby here to take a turn babysitting the royals. You'll have time to sleep, Leo, and I want to be with you in that bed.”
5
He could pictureher beneath him, their bodies intimately joined. He knew how good it would feel, better than anyone before her.
He was still kissing her, seemingly unable to stop. Hell, who was he kidding? He didn’t want to stop. He grabbed her ass and pulled her against him.
Why couldn't he feel this rush of lust for someone else, anyone else? There was sex in his life — plenty of sex — and no shortage of women looking to be the next one. And he liked each one of those women, enjoyed fucking them like any red-blooded American male would. But this one, this one woman, got him hotter than a frying pan left on the fire.
He'd even wondered if it was her or the fact that he couldn't have her that did it to him. Not that he would ever be able to tell the difference between the two, because he never had any intention of acting on his desire.
Of course, he never expected Charlotte to show up at his stateroom asking him to sleep with her.
For a week.
The thought sent another rush of blood to his already engorged cock.He turned her around and pressed her against the desk, moving his hips and thrusting against her backside while he kissed her neck. Reason shot through his brain like lightning through metal.
Think about what happens if you do this.
There was her brother Logan, who might get over it and might not. HERO Force was about to become Cowboy's responsibility, and if he slept with Charlotte, he would be alienating one of his own men. At least, potentially so.
And what about Charlotte? She said she was only interested in a fling, one week of sex with no strings attached for the future. But could he trust her to let it go at that?
He wasn’t relationship material. He was the fun guy. Happy to get you through a rebound or a weekend and not so happy to stick around. That was for guys with their heads screwed on straight and the ability to take care of another person in the long-term.
That was not Cowboy.
She twisted around and touched his erection, making him jolt. He grabbed her shoulders and held her just inches from him.
“This is not a good idea,” he said.
