Dare to Touch Read Free

knock her off her feet.
    “What are you—” She couldn’t continue, not when his lips skimmed her neck, and her words morphed into more of a moan. His mouth was warm, and he lingered, inhaling her where she stood. Her nipples puckered beneath the silk of her tank, and she grabbed on to the desk for support.
    “Do you want to know why I gave this to you? Why I call you sunshine?” His words vibrated against her skin, but he didn’t give her a chance to reply. “It’s because when I come in to work every morning, seeing you lights up my day.”
    Oh God. “That’s—”
    “Corny but true.” He grasped her shoulders to keep her steady and rimmed her outer ear with his tongue.
    He lit a fuse that ran straight to her core. Suddenly that was all she was aware of, the pulsing of her sex, her damp panties, and her heavy breasts, all three achy and needing his touch more than her next breath.
    She wanted to turn, throw herself into his arms, and kiss him for all she was worth. Wrap her legs around his waist and—
    A quick knock and her door opened wide. Riley, her sister-in-law, strode in, speaking as she walked. “I wanted to talk to you about—Oh!” She came to a halt. Took in Olivia and Dylan, and a big smile crossed her face. “Looks like I’m interrupting,” she said but made no move to leave.
    Olivia tried to step away, but Dylan’s hands on her arms held her tight.
    “Dylan and I were just—umm… I mean, Dylan came to discuss the trip to Arizona for the Pro Bowl, didn’t you?” she asked on a rush, grasping for a business-related reason for him to be in her office. Not that anything would explain how close they stood or how his lips had been on her neck…
    Dylan merely looked amused. “Apparently, yes. I’m here to talk about the trip.” He stepped away, but his hand dropped, skimming Olivia’s lower back. “We can pick this discussion up at lunch,” he said.
    “Lunch?” she asked, parroting his words because her entire body was still tingling, unable to process what had just happened between them. What would have happened if Riley hadn’t barged in?
    It wasn’t much. It was everything. Shit.
    “Lunch,” he stated. “I’ll come get you at noon.” He turned to her and winked.
    She ignored that in favor of his overbearing push to make plans she hadn’t agreed to. “Don’t I get a say?” she asked. “What if I already have plans?”
    Ignoring Riley’s amused grin, Dylan met her gaze. “I gave you a say for the last couple of months. I decided that it’s my turn. See you at noon.” His fingers glided over her hand as he walked out. “Nice to see you, Riley,” he said, disappearing out the door.
    “What was that? And while you’re at it, what was with the caveman routine, dragging you across the room and into the hallway at your party?” Riley, her brother Ian’s wife, the team’s assistant travel secretary, and Olivia’s close friend, settled into the most comfortable extra seat in the office. Her brown curls hung down her back, her eyes glinting with amusement as she waited for an answer.
    Olivia eased back into her chair behind her desk; her awareness of everything around her was heightened. Hell, she was trembling.
    “I don’t know. We’ve always flirted, but I thought I made it clear I wasn’t going to mix business with … anything else.” She didn’t want to use the word pleasure right now. She didn’t think her over-stimulated hormones could take it.
    “Didn’t seem like he was listening.”
    She reached for the pendant around her neck. “He gave me this for my birthday.”
    Riley rose and leaned in for a good look. “That’s gorgeous. Obviously, he’s not taking no for an answer. Are you still planning on resisting? And I have to ask, why? He’s a great guy and not hard on the eyes either … but don’t tell your brother I said that.” She grinned because they both knew how proprietary Ian could be.
    Olivia groaned. “I can’t resist him. I don’t