Full-blown panic paints her features before she turns to see the elevator doors inching open. The speck of a shiny, red bottom shoe comes into view, and within seconds, she’s standing, turning around to press her back against me. Her legs close strategically to shield the evidence of what we'd been doing, but not before squeezing my dick one more time.
Tease.
I muffle a groan, waiting for the doors to slide open. And when they do, I’m making direct eye contact with the incoming passenger.
Like previous times, I should be angry with him, but I can’t find it in me when his inadequacy to think on his ownbrought me a standing ovation. And not to mention, this girl right into my arms.
“Carter.” I nod politely. “What a lovely presentation you gave the other day—very original.”
Animosity flames in his blue eyes as he presses the button to the floor below ours. He grumbles a string of curse words under his breath, and for once, I smile.
If only he knew what was coming his way.
Carter may have gotten away with it the first time, but this time around, I won’t let it slide. Our team of lawyers is on it. I’m claiming ownership of my company’s work, whether he likes it or not.
He chooses to ignore my commentary for the rest of our ride before he steps out onto his floor. The second he’s gone, Vivienne is turning back to me with this crazed look in her eyes.
“That was really fucking hot,” she admits, gripping the lapels of my suit jacket.
Passion, hunger—fuck, I don’t know what it is that’s going through her mind.
What I do know is that we can’t go beyond what we’ve already done, or she’s going to carve a permanent place in my heart, when no part of us was built to last.
CHAPTER 26
VIVIENNE
I close the door to our hotel room, my back still facing Nate as I gather my bearings.
I’m scared to turn around—scared to find out what lies in his eyes.
I’m the one who instigated all of this—who asked him to kiss me the night before, who got down on my knees in the elevator. But now that I’m no longer riding the high of the moment, I can’t help but think this is a horrible idea.
Our situation is complicated as it is. Getting involved with each other will only make it worse when this ends. So why do I want this so badly? Why do I want someone with a temporary place in my life?
I push the thoughts down, turning around to face the man who may have already changed his mind about me. My eyes don’t get the chance to meet his when his lips crash onto mine, his large hands cupping my face like he knows I need the reassurance.
Warmth blooms in my chest, and a swarm of butterflies erupts from deep within my stomach.Hemade the first move.Hechose this. There’s no more denying that he wants this just as much as I do.
I gasp when he grinds his hips into mine, the hardness of his cock creating a friction so tantalizing it drives me to the edge of insanity. He’s large—larger than I’ve ever had in the past—but that doesn’t matter when all I want is him.
On my lips.
On my body.
On my mind.
To hell with the rules I made to keep myself safe from his charm. It was all a strategy to stop myself from getting attached to someone who would leave as quickly as they came, but I don’t care anymore. I’ve lived far too long stressing out about the future. For once, I’d like to live in the present.
Lips lift from mine to look me in the eyes, and I can’t help but think about the contrast in color between the two of us.
Brown and green. Soil and trees. It’s undeniable that Nate has helped me grow more in the past couple of months than I have in years.
“Tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you,” he whispers.
My eyes flutter closed at the admission, and I squeeze my legs from the building heat. This is a recipe for disaster. A reaction waiting to be set on fire. Yet I want it all, without a care in the world for the impending consequences.
“I want you.” The words find their way out.
