I spin her around and slam my mouth over hers, swallowing her protest. She fights me for about two seconds before melting into me, her hands fisting my shirt.
This kiss is hungrier than last night's, more desperate. I walk her backward until she hits the refrigerator, then lift her up so she can wrap her legs around my waist.
“Fuck,” she moans against mymouth. “We can't do this."
“We can,” I growl, grinding into her denim-covered pussy. “We're married, remember?”
“That's not real?—"
“This is real.” I bite down on her lower lip, making her buck her hips. “This is the realest thing either of us has.”
I dig my fingertips into her back, devouring her like she’s my last meal on earth. She fists my hair, tugging it hard as our tongues tangle and tussle. My cock strains against my pants. I tug open my belt when Connor's voice echoes from the foyer.
“Tier? I'm back!”
She pulls away and wiggles out of my arms. I let her down, both of us panting hard.
“We can't do this,” she whispers, straightening her clothes.
“Why not?” I pull my belt closed.
“Because...” She runs her hands through her hair, looking everywhere but at me. “Because it complicates everything.”
“Like everything isn’t already complicated?”
Connor appears in the kitchen doorway, grinning wide. “Hope I'm not interrupting anything.”
“Not at all,” Tierney says too quickly, moving even farther away from me, leaving plenty of room between us for the huge ass elephant. “How was your walk?”
“It was fantastic. I love this city. It’s so full of life. Going to school here is going to be…”
I tune out Connor’s impressions of the city as I watch my wife try to pretend she wasn't just ready to let me fuck her against the refrigerator
I saw the way she responded. Felt how much she wanted it.
She can lie to herself all she wants. But her body's telling me a very different story.
And tomorrow, I'm going to find out just how far I can push her before she shatters at my feet.
Because Kingston's deadline is real and hanging over my head like a guillotine blade, and I need Tierney Blake to fall in love with me before it's too late…for all of us.
The problem is I need to figure out how to keep this whole sham strictly business when every kiss makes me want to forget about missions and just keep her.
13
TIERNEY
“You okay, Tier?”
Connor appears in the sitting room and joins me by the window. My gaze stays focused on the New York skyline, and I keep my arms folded across my chest.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” I lie, not wanting to admit that I nearly went too far with Bronx last night.
“You look like you’re about to kill someone.” Connor nudges my arm. “How about we head outside, grab lunch and do some sightseeing? Then you can tell me what’s going on in that head of yours without the men in black eavesdropping.”
I smile, thankful to have an ally now. “Okay, let me grab my phone.”
“Where’s the big guy?” he asks, following me to the bar where my phone is charging.
