For the first time ever, she saw uncertainty in his eyes.It was quickly replaced with a look of bulldogged determination.“I thought so.”
“If that’s the case, then you need to stop taking control and start including me on decisions.”
He responded by pulling her closer, and Lexie felt the thrill right down to her toes.She might not be ducking him in the hallways any longer, but he was still dark, sexy and intimidating.Lone wolves didn’t mate easily.
“What would you say if I told you I was thinking about kissing you?”he said.“Is that a decision that would affect you?”
“Maybe.”She let her bags fall to the floor.The thrill settled in her belly, and she laid her hands on his chest.“Since I’ve been waiting for you to kiss me in an elevator for weeks.”
With a rough sound, he turned and pressed her up against the wall.His thigh slid between her legs as his head swooped down.He kissed her, his tongue licking deep.She moaned, and he rubbed that muscled thigh forward and then deliberately back.
He caught her breast.“Know what I’ve been waiting for?”
“What?”she whispered.
“Sexy Lexie to dance for me.”He dragged his thumb over her nipple.“Picturing you atop that bar at The Ruckus has been driving me crazy all night.”
Lexie blushed even as she rocked forward to meet that hard thigh.Her dress was pulled up high and tight, constricting her moves.The unforgiving material bit into her hips and grabbed at her butt.She felt trapped, bound, and it only made her hotter.
The elevator bell rang as the doors opened on the top floor, but neither of them moved away from the other.
“Do you promise to consult with me on personal matters?”she asked.
A muscle in his jaw flicked.“I was just trying to protect you.”
“We have to be equals if this is going to work.”
“This?”
“Our relationship.”
Cam’s eyes turned nearly black.“I promise.”
She ran her finger over his lower lip.“Then I’ll need music.”
Lexie never knew how her things got into the penthouse.All she remembered was the two of them stumbling together out of the elevator and across the hallway.They were all over each other as they moved into the apartment, hands caressing and mouths kissing.The soft cotton of his T-shirt bunched in her hands as he wrapped an arm around her waist and hoisted her down into the sunken living room.
“You fight back when I do something that hurts you,” he growled into her ear.“You don’t do that with anybody else.”
She shivered as the sound made goose bumps rise on her neck.Did she?
He backed her across the threshold of the bedroom.“I like it.”
She did too.She didn’t know why she could stand up to him when she normally avoided confrontations at all costs.The man had just gotten under her skin.He might be daunting, headstrong and unrelenting, but she trusted him not to deliver the low blows she was used to.
She dug her fingertips into his back and followed the taut muscles down under the belt of his jeans.“Turn on the radio.”
The alarm clock was on the table at his side.He flipped a button, and music filled the bedroom.A guitar wailed soulfully while a bass and drums set up a groove that made Lexie start to sway her hips.Cam ran his hand over her stomach when she turned to give him her back.Lifting her arms overhead, she let the rhythm run through her body.“Unzip me?”
A low curse nearly burned her ears.Catching the zipper, he drew it slowly downward.
She moved away from him, farther into the room.It was dark outside.She could see his reflection all around her in the windows and the mirror over the dresser.He’d always watched her, but there was nothing hidden now in his heavy-lidded gaze.It was hungry and proprietary.
And it made her wet.
She was trembling as she faced him again.He’d turned on the bedside lamp, and it cast a soft glow that reached across the room towards her.She ground her hips in a slow circle, and a strangled sound came from where he stood.
“God, Lexie.”Grabbing the remote, he aimed it at the windows.The shades clicked.
