“Cam,” she gasped.
His fingers tangled with the strap of her top.“Finally, a way to get you to say my name.”
He pushed the strap aside and nuzzled her shoulder.
She let her head fall back when his hand settled over her breast.The thin nylon provided little barrier, and the contact was practically skin on skin.She inhaled sharply, but that only pressed her more solidly into his palm.Her nipple tightened as he squeezed her breast, and she arched her back when his thumb swept over that tight bud.
“Ah!”she whimpered.
He was going so fast, Lexie could barely breathe.She knew she should stop him.Warning signs blared inside her head, but not as loudly as the hum of pleasure.
The way he held her off-balance made her cling to him…accept his touch…
But she wanted to do more than accept; she wanted to touch too.Ignoring all the alarms, she slid her hand down his chest, nails scraping, until she felt his heart pounding under her fingertips.She stroked the other down his back to the base of his spine.All that skin was as smooth and sleek as it had looked.She curled her fingers into his bottom, and his hips jerked forward.
She groaned.He was hard and heavy between her legs, and the look in his eyes was hot and determined.
“You’ve been driving me out of my mind for months,” he growled.
“I…I didn’t know.”She’d felt his attention.How could she not?It had made her heart race and her thighs tremble.
But she’d known it would be like this between them, raw and searing, consuming and a bit scary.It was why she’d done her best to lay low.This was her father’s gunner.The reorganization specialist.He was known for being cunning and heartless.
Ruthless.
She stiffened.He wasn’t known as the hatchet man for nothing.Just how far would he go to protect the company?To silence any scandals?
Her father had called him.
Not her.
She snatched her hand away from his butt but couldn’t seem to move the other from his heart.It was still pounding hard.
His brow furrowed, and his hand spread wider over her breast.His gaze burned into hers, but whatever he saw there made his touch gentle.
“Well, now you do.”Deliberately, he pulled the strap of her top back into place, covering her.With a ragged breath, he stepped back.He glanced towards the bathroom.“Will you be okay today without me?”
Lexie nodded.Her mortification was overwhelming.She had no excuse this time; she was sober.Did she have no self-control when it came to this man?
He cupped her cheek and made her look at him.“Stop overthinking everything.”
Her throat tightened when she saw the understanding in his eyes.He got what Roxie hadn’t, because he knew the Underhills.In a short period of time, he’d gotten closer to Julian than anybody.
Especially her.
“I can’t,” she whispered.
And he knew why.
A muscle in his temple throbbed.
“Where’s your phone?”He grabbed her purse and handed it to her.When she found her cell, he took it and started pushing buttons.“If you need anything, you call me.”
He dropped the cell into her purse and gave her another searching look.Before she knew it, he was kissing her again.Hard, hot and full of fire.
Her lungs rattled when it stopped as quickly as it had started.She watched, wide-eyed, as he picked up his things and headed to the door.
He glanced back at her before stepping into the hallway.“Wewillfigure this out,” he promised.“Together.”
