“I have,” she said. “Call it curiosity.”
His ego wanted to swell, and he batted it down. Hard. “If you know about me, then you know I’ll get my file back. No matter what I have to do.” He didn’t want to hurt her.
She laughed again, the sound sexy and throaty. “Oh, Theo. You couldn’t torture me. Not in a million years.”
He smiled. “You’re right.”
She paused. “Okay.” Now she sounded a mite worried.
He tried not to take too much pleasure in that fact. “You’re obviously on a job—probably more than one. While I won’t harm you, I’m also going to prevent you from finishing any job you might be undertaking. Whoever hired you is going to be pissed because you’re going to fail. Repeatedly. Until I get my file back.”
Her head snapped back. “You wouldn’t.”
Adorable. She really was. When her temper showed, she was glorious. “I would and I will.” Now he leaned in, feathering his mouth across hers. “We both know you can’t throw fire, and for some reason, your strength is depleted. You can’t fight me and win.” He kissed her softly, taking his time, enjoying the taste of woman and the thrill of the challenge in getting his file back. “You’re probably out of sedatives, baby.”
Her lips pursed. “This isn’t an old Hepburn and Tracy movie. I can’t give your file back.”
“Okay.” He never lost a challenge, and she’d have to learn that the hard way. Truth be told, he liked battling her. Entirely too much. The temptation of her was too much to resist, though. So he drew her close and stopped playing, taking her mouth hard.
She moaned and moved into him, kissing him back, her tongue dueling with his. Soft and sweet, her scent surrounded him. Hot spikes of lust pierced him. He took her deeper, pulling her on top of him. The second her skin met his, he groaned. Her thighs dropped to either side of his, her sex cradling his erection.
He slid a hand down her back, pressing her closer. God. White hot lights flashed behind his eyes. He could have his sweats and her panties off in seconds.
She tunneled her hands in his hair, kissing him back, her body flush on him, her nipples tight against his chest.
He should halt this. Give it a second. Make sure it was real. But his body wouldn’t stop. His mouth kissed her harder, taking control.
She gave as good as she got, as if she too knew their time together wouldn’t last. They were on opposite sides.
At the thought, he pulled away.
She was spread over him, her lips rosy, a stunning flush across her face. “We should stop,” she mused.
“Yes.” He ran his hand down her bare back, halting at the dip at her waist. God, she felt fucking amazing. “Or we go into this with our eyes wide open.”
Interest and need glimmered in her stunning eyes. “Meaning?”
He was backwoods crazy to even suggest it, but who the hell cared? “This is just this. You and me satisfying curiosity from years ago and taking the edge off. The second we’re dressed and out of bed, we’re on opposite sides of this thing. I’ll do what I have to in order to get my file back.” It was only fair to warn her.
“That’s crazy,” she murmured, rubbing against him.
“I know,” he admitted, the blood rushing through his head to ring in his ears. “But I want you and have for centuries. You’re almost naked on top of me, and it’s taking every ounce of self-control I have not to roll you over and fuck you so hard you forget about the file. Until you forget about everything but me.”
She swallowed and sat up on him, her full breasts bouncing. “I, ah, don’t want you to think I’m easy.”
His heart turned over. Hard. Damn, she was sweet when she lost the act. “We moved out of the last century a while ago, sweetheart. I don’t think you’re easy.” He flattened his hand over her upper chest and caressed down, tweaking both her nipples. “But I might not let you go.”
She gasped and leaned into him, her panties becoming wet right over his cock. “I want this, too. But you have to know that I’ll fight dirty afterward.” Her voice was throaty and devastatingly sexy.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” He grasped her nipples and pulled her down.
She opened her mouth on a gasp, and he took full advantage, grasping the back of her head and holding her in place. He kissed her deep, his hand tangled in her hair, his other hand kneading her nipple. Yeah. His Ginny liked a little bite with her pleasure. He’d known she’d be like this.
Sexy, hot, and responsive.
She gyrated against him, her core moving along his shaft. With a moan into his mouth, she reached down and shoved his sweats off his hips.
He helped her, using his legs to completely kick them off.
