Refusing to budge, she stood beneath the pounding water jets.
He spun her around and nudged her legs apart with his knee. “Put your hands on the wall.”
His bossiness didn’t work in the real world, but here, she secretly craved it. Leaning forward, she pressed her hands against the marble. Steadying her, he grabbed her hip with one hand and plunged inside her hot, wet core.
“Ahhhh.” A strangled cry left her lips.
With an aggressiveness that made her moan with delight, he fondled her breasts and squeezed her nipples. The sharp sting of pain heightened her arousal and she started gyrating. He bit her shoulder and growled, his grunts making her clit throb. The build was intense, fast, and powerful. And then he reached around and rubbed her.
“Oh, God.” She gasped for breath, the sexual haze making thought impossible. “So. Good. Everywhere.”
Her knees buckled as euphoria exploded through her shaking body. Unable to hold herself up, her hands slipped on the wall. He wrapped his arm around her waist, thrust hard and groaned through his orgasm. She quivered from the sounds he made as he came inside her.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he whispered in her ear.
When he withdrew, she turned to face him. His ravenous need bore into her. Terrified, she slammed her eyes shut. She wasn’t terrified ofhim, she was terrified of their passion, their intensity, and their blazing hot connection.
“Look at me,” he said.
She opened her eyes and wiped the water from her lashes.
“Did you like that?”
Don’t answer him.
“Brigit, please.”
Don’t do it.
He cajoled her with a smile. A breathtaking, just-got-fucked-again smile.
Damn him.“I loved it,” she whispered.
He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her.
Sheltered in their cocoon, she felt safe. Something she hadn’t felt in a long, long time. “But we can never, ever do that again.”
“Agreed,” he said.
15
BAIT AND SWITCH
Asunny glow brightenedthe horizon. Though Brigit was both an enticement and a challenge, Colton needed to refocus his attention. Francesco Company executives were making noise. Time to free up thirty million so production of Crockett Boxes could begin. Knowing which of his investments to keep and which to sell wasn’t his forte. That was Ms. Farnay’s specialty, amongst other things.Going forward, she’s off-limits.
The faster he could onboard Brigit, the sooner Crockett Boxes would revitalize Francesco and revolutionize the wireless industry. Now with MobiCom breathing down his neck, the need for urgency skyrocketed.
In silence, they pulled on their fancy duds from the previous evening. The lack of chatter brought no awkwardness on his part. Brigit, on the other hand, seemed mired in thought. That woman was impossible to read. “Brigit, how about I make us French toast?” he asked.
She blinked, then shifted her attention in his direction. “Uh, no.”
“Then I’ll take you out to breakfast.” He dropped his cufflinks into his pants pocket and rolled up his sleeves to just below his elbows.
With one shoe on, she’d stopped to watch him. Something held her attention, but he had no idea what. “There’s a great hole-in-the-wall in Arlington that serves a mean eggs Benedict.”
She slipped her bare foot into her stiletto. “Sounds quaint. I’ll pass.”
“Why don’t I scramble eggs at your place, then?”
