I’m just a man.
I’m not that strong.
I turn us both around and cross the room until her back hits the wall.
The kiss is as reckless as it was the last time I had my mouth on hers behind closed doors. Swept up in a cyclone of desire, I ravish her mouth. Her taste explodes on my tongue, turning the fire raging inside me up twenty notches.
Damn.
I deepen the kiss.
She responds with as much ardor.
Our tongues mingle in a sexy dance as our hands roam all over the place, our breaths heavy.
She places her hands against my chest, pushing away from me.
“What is it?”
“You promised we wouldn’t do more than kiss.” Her voice trembles.
I kiss her ear, then her neck before saying, “We are kissing.”
She twists out of my grip and hooks closed fists at her hips, her mouth screwing up into a defiant expression. “That’s not the kind of kissing we agreed to.”
“I’m aware I’m married to a woman I can’t fuck, but kissing should at least be on the table. And none of that chaste stuff either. I’m talking about kissing you thoroughly like you deserve.”
“Don’t say things like that, Phoenix.” Her green eyes are as dark as a forest, her pupils dilated with lust.
You want this as much as I do, kitten.“Why not?”
“Because. You shouldn’t.”
“That’s a weak excuse,” I say.
She sinks her teeth into her full bottom lip and sucks it into her mouth, pondering on her answer. “Things could get complicated.”
I run my eyes over the curve of her cleavage. Lifting a finger, I draw a line between her breasts before cupping one of them.
She shivers.
She may protest, but her body isn’t.
Every muscle in my own body aches with the need to sink my cock deep inside of her. I’m sure I’ll pay the price for my greed. Once won’t be enough and I’ll have to find my way back inside her sweet pussy. Good thing I’m a master negotiator.
“After what happened in my office, things are already complicated, kitten,” I say. “We can keep pretending there’s nothing between us and grow frustrated with each passing day—with me acquiring a bad case of blue balls—or we can live out this attraction.” I allow for a pregnant pause. “I vote for the latter.”
Her eyes flick from mine to my lips and back up again.
“They’ll hear us.”
That’s the hold back?
She needs a little nudge.
“Given the sheer size of the mansion, the music playing and the animated conversations outside, I doubt anyone will hear us. And, let’s not forget, the free-flowing champagne plays to our advantage. If we were able to get away with our naughty fun at my office, this will be a piece of cake. And, if we were to get caught, it wouldn’t shock anyone. We’re newlyweds madly in love, remember?”
Her eyes shift from left to right.
