“Helpful.I missed you,” Harper mumbled against his lips as he pushed his aching hard-on against her stomach.
“Really,” he murmured back, “I didn’t miss you at all.”Feeling the slight tug on his hair made him groan.
Harper tipped her head back and laughed as he reached up and pulled her strapless dress down, uncovering her bikini top.He was seriously going to hell if he took her in his office with a studio full of people outside.
It was hard to resist her nipples, which were standing at such perfect attention.He leaned forward and gently bit one through her bikini before lifting her higher.
“Jesus, Harper.”His heart was getting one hell of a workout as it pounded in his chest.“You’re gonna be the death of me.”
“Hi, baby.”She looked up at him under lowered eyelashes.
How could he want her this badly all the time?Her mouth was all swollen from the heated exchange.A sexual haze smoldered from her eyes as her back arched.Screw the tattoo, he wanted to take her on the floor right now.
He tightened the hold on her thighs, pushing her legs open wider so he could get his erection even closer to her sweet spot.Trent groaned as she rubbed up against his rock hard length.
Their lips clashed back together with a furious need.
Trent stopped himself, pulling away from her.“We need to go next door now before I get really nasty with you in here.”
God, her smile was something else.He really was a goner.
***
Controlling highly intense sexual urges was a new problem for Harper.Having lived the last several years as a self-imposed celibate, plugging the dam once it had opened was proving to be a challenge.
And when the very person who had pulled the proverbial plug on it was standing not one foot away after manhandling her up against a wall, it was even harder.
Trent led them to the private room, and leaned in to kiss her softly one last time before he changed the height of the bed.“Up you go.I’ll just get the rest of what I need to get started.”
Harper watched him bring over the little pots of ink and line them up just how he wanted them.
“They look a little bright sitting there.I don’t want to look like a Crayola box threw up on me.”
“Told you, Harp, I’m amazing at this stuff.I learned that red plus yellow equals orange in kindergarten.”
Harper couldn’t help but laugh.“Sorry.Didn’t mean to offend your creative expertise, but you’ve got to admit, it does look a little vivid.”
Reaching into her purse, she pulled out her iPod and started to find something to get her through the session.Maybe a bit of Garth Brooks.That would help.Or Lady Antebellum… always a good choice.
Before she could stop him, Trent whipped her iPod out of her hands.“Okay, darlin’.I can’t do it.I can’t go through another three or four hours of country shit.I know you love it, and I have no idea why because it makes my teeth hurt.Can we please, please, please not listen to it today?”One look at his face and Harper started laughing.
“What happened to the customer is always right?You didn’t say anything the last time I was here.”Harper turned to kneel up on the table, trying to grab the iPod out of Trent’s hands.
He lifted it above his head out of her reach, showing a magnificent inch of his washboard stomach.“Yes, but I was trying to get you into bed with me and was being nice.I hadn’t licked chocolate sauce off those perfect nipples of yours before.I think that gives me some right to be a bit more honest now.”
“Oh my God, you are unbelievable.”
Still holding the iPod in one hand over his head, he wrapped the other tighter around her waist and pulled her toward him, kissing her playfully.“Mmm.An unexpected advantage of this conversation.”He let out a harrumph as Harper elbowed him in the ribs, pushing him away.
“Fine.We won’t do country.What can we listen to?”
Trent reached into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out his phone and waved it at her.
“NO.No way.I don’t want some subliminal message telling me I should go jump off a bridge or become a devil worshipper.”
Trent let out a loud bark of laughter.“Seriously, Harper,” he continued, laughing, “where the hell do you get your ideas?”
She gave him her evil eye, but he just kept laughing like she was the funniest thing he’d ever heard.
