Page 76 of Finding Redemption

His hand is in my hair, pulling it tight, mashing his lips to mine, making my moans no longer audible. He sucks my tongue as he grinds me into the wall. “I want you and I make damn sure, I want for nothing.”

“Take me,” I murmur against his lips.

“When I do, it’ll be where I can hear you scream.” He nips at the tops of my breasts. “But first,” he releases me, resting his head against mine, “we’ll talk.”

“Wha-what?” I stutter.

“All in good time.” He kisses me tenderly then adjusts his cock with a waggle of his brow. “I gotta learn to control myself around you.”

“Or don’t.” I shrug. “Either works.”

He steals another kiss and opens the door to look around. “Coast is clear.” He darts out with a smile as big as his face, leaving me dazed.

I place my hands on my cheeks, hoping to cool them down. Hell, my entire body is on fire. I step into the hall, trying to calm myself down when movement at the end draws my attention. Walker. I mouth, “What?” cocking my brow.

He mouths, “You.” With a flourish of his hands in the shape of an hourglass. “Fucking hot.” Then, he sinks his teeth into his full bottom lip. It brings me to a full halt as I flush everywhere.

My mouth is agape when Maisyn turns the corner. “What’s up?”

Walker winks and darts into his room. I plaster on a full mega-watt smile. “Nothing.”

“Oh, no. Y’all gonna be all lovey-dovey here? Cause Lachlan likes that shit and it drives me insane.” She shakes her head, walking away from me. I continue in my dazed state.

The evening seems to drag on but I’m sure it’s because with every pass, Walker and I exchange some kind of glance or touch. My heart pounds in my chest as I follow him to our restaurant for dinner. I grab my phone at a red light, dialing Alden’s number.

“Reese Cup, what’s up?”

“I’m on my way to dinner,” I say with a half sigh. “With Walker.”

“Oh, really? How’d that happen?” His voice is low. He must be with a girl.

“He asked.”

“Look at you, being all grown up and taking dinner invitations.” He laughs.

“Smartass.”

“Let me know when you get home.” If I’m lucky, I won’t be home. “Please, be careful but have fun.”

“I will. Love ya.”

“Love you, babe.” He ends the call.

I see Walker turn on his signal. I follow his lead, turning into what must be his office. It’s then I see the sign. Pennington Law. He climbs from his truck with such swagger, my entire body flames with desire.

I’m crazy nervous. I check my reflection in the mirror for the hundredth time. He walks toward me, and I break into a sweat. When my heart begins to palpitate, a wave of nausea rushes through me. I plaster on a smile, biting back vomit.

I feel faint. He stares at me as he walks to the side of my Jeep. When he tilts his head to the side, I take a few quick breaths and decide to go for it. What’s the worst that can happen?

17

Iopen her door, reaching for her hand. “May I?”

“Of course.” She slides from the seat. “I mean, what’s my hand when yours has been on my ass?”

“You liked it, Miss Morgan.”

“Careful. I’m still considering a sexual harassment suit.” The naughty glint in her eyes tells me she enjoyed it.