I shake my head. "I'm sorry. You're just so beautiful that I swear my brain just fell out and rolled under the bed."
She stares at me in disbelief, then begins to laugh. “Mack, you sure know how to make a girl feel good, I’ll say that. Thank you."
"I'm not trying to flatter you, gorgeous. I’m too busy trying to control myself so that I don't reach out and pull those luscious hips closer and kiss your perfect mouth."
My eyes squeeze shut as I raise my hands in the air apologetically. "I'm sorry. I don't sleep well in new places, I've been studying the Gillis family and trying to find an in with Ron, and… I’m distracted. If you want me to behave, I will hold it together. I'm going to need a second, though."
I hear her footsteps moving toward me. My knees spread so she can come as close as she wants.
"What was that about…" Her voice is breathy. Soft. So sexy that I think I'm going to lose it. My eyes snap open to meet her gaze as she whispers, "Pulling me?"
My hands tentatively reach for her. She doesn't flinch. As soon as my palms feel her hips through the thin fabric, all the jumbled pieces of my life fall into place. This woman and her feminine energy are exactly what I've always craved.
My palms move slowly, bringing her toward me as they drift up to her waist. Since I'm sitting, her face is above mine. She's in control. I hope she realizes that.
"Is that kiss-proof lipstick?" Every trace of professionalism has flown out the open window and I don't even care.
“Apparently. But I haven't tested it yet." Her tongue darts across her lower lip, sending at least a quarter of my blood between my legs as my cock stands to full attention. My entire back feels flushed. "Should I do that?" she whispers.
“Yes." My voice is nearly a growl. "You're in charge, beautiful. It’s all up to you. But yes."
My entire world changes the split second she steps closer, bending down to meet my lips. My arms circle her in a flash, pulling her entire body against mine as I stand, our mouths already molding together.
With a quick swivel I twist, lying back on the bed as I pull her on top of me to caress her hips, her ass, the backs of her thighs. Layne moans, her lips so sweet against mine. I can feelher hips rocking, her breasts swaying, her fingers trailing around the sides of my neck and shoulders as the kiss deepens.
Suddenly she stops, lifting her mouth from mine. The small space between us makes me miss her already. "Is this a good idea?" she whispers. "I mean…the whole boss-employee thing, especially while on an assignment…"
I caress her back gently. "Normally, I would agree with you. But these are extremely different circumstances."
Her eyebrow quirks up as she rolls so that we're face to face, propped up on our elbows. "How so?"
My hand lazily drags around her waist and hip, admiring every curve. "We're supposed to be a couple madly in love. So we're just getting into character, right?"
"Like method acting? Okay."
"But also…" A sliver of ice traces down my spine. "Despite you being twenty-two, and me being thirty-five…and your boss… This weekend, you’re still in charge, okay?"
"In charge?"
My fingers trail around her cheekbone as I marvel at her soft skin. "I'm in charge of the assignment, but you’re in charge of how physical we get. If you need space, step away. If you want a cuddle, come closer. If you want a kiss, come get it. Does that sound good?"
Her eyes glow. "Okay."
"If I dip in for a kiss you don’t want, you can always turn and make a joke about my onion breath. Whatever feels right in the moment, do it."
I lean in to trail a row of kisses along her collarbone. "If you like, we can think of this as a vacation from reality and the whole boss and employee thing. We’ll get to that on Monday. Until then, we just relax and enjoy the weekend." I chuckle. "While kicking ass on this assignment, of course."
"Of course."
"Let's practice." I pull her body tight against me. "I'm going to lean down to kiss you, and you're going to stop me. Got it?"
Every slow movement increases the soft light in her eyes. Layne makes zero attempt to block me, edging closer until we're lost in a slow, dreamy kiss. I hear two thumps as her sandals hit the floor, then her top leg rolls over my hip.
"Nope. You failed your assignment," I rasp, pulling her closer. “This is what you get.”
Her eyes fly wide when she feels the ridge of my shaft branding her hip. She moans, shifting to press my heat right where she needs it. A deep shudder runs through me as she rubs against me several times, the only thing between my cock and her hot pussy a few layers of clothing.
She wants me. I want her. It's just a matter of time until we explore this craving.
