“You embarrassed me tonight,” I snapped. “I just ... I’m still trying to wrap my head around it. Like, what were you eventhinking? You had no business interrupting my date like that!”
He took a step closer but said nothing.
“Aren’t you going to at least apologize?” I demanded, stepping closer too.
“No,” he answered.
Anger bubbled in my veins. I wanted to yell.Scream.He was so lucky Aleesa was around.
“Why the hell not?” I demanded.
His eyes traveled from my head to my toes.
Then, in two long strides, he closed the gap between us, cupped the back of my head, and kissed me.
Seventeen
Octavia
I moaned as Javier took several steps forward, bumping me backward until my back pressed to the nearest wall and caused one of the portraits to shake.
He picked me up in his arms, and my dress rose higher up my thighs. One of his hands slid up the side of my leg while the other, which was on the back of my head, came around to grip my face between his long fingers.
The grip was possessive and powerful, and it definitely sent a message.
“I will not apologize forwantingyou to myself,” he growled on my mouth.
Wanting me?
I searched for words to say but hardly had enough time to catch my breath, because his mouth was crashing down on mine again. He removed his hand from my face and carried me through the hall to his bedroom.
I’d been in his bedroom only once, and that was to get theBlueyadhesive bandages. Aleesa loved them, but Javier hid them because she didn’t use them for cuts or scrapes. She used them like decorative stickers. Other than that, I’d had no reason to go in there.
But now I did. And it waswith him.
He didn’t stop kissing me, even when my back landed on the plush king-size bed. I grabbed hold of his face and kissed him deeper, then our lips parted only briefly so he could lean up and remove his shirt.
Once it was gone, he dove in again, wedging his massive body between my legs. His erection rocked up and down, pressing on my pussy, making me wetter by the second. A quivering, desperate breath left my body. It’d been so long since I felt this. One shift of my panties, one tug of his shorts and boxers, and he would’ve been inside me.
Just like that.
He was a hell of a replacement for Terry. Javier was someone I could see myself sleeping with, but I could never go through with it—well, that’s what I told myself.
No. Really. I had to be smart. I couldn’t jeopardize my career for a man’s penis.Ever.Even if there were no strings attached. Even if we were both willing to look the other way. It was unprofessional as hell and could get very ugly.
The thought of that slapped some sense into me. If things went awry after this, if we took it too far anddidhave sex, how would we feel tomorrow? Or better yet, how wouldhefeel?
I had a good guess. He would regret it. One hundred percent.
“Wait.” I pressed the palms of my hands on his chest, and he pulled away, lips swollen, eyes glazed with lust. He was unbelievably hard beneath those thin basketball shorts.
Moonlight bathed his bronze skin, highlighting dark-brown nipples on a beautifully sculpted chest. He had a drool-worthy six-pack, too, with deep cuts on either side that created a delicious V.
He was so sexy.Toosexy, really.
Seeing that tent in his pants stirred something up inside me. Made me riled up and eager, as if he were water and I was in a desert, parched and only wanting what he could bring. Yes, I was acting like a thirsty bitch.
He would have been perfect to have right now, just to satisfy me. Just to scratch that itch ...
