it. Knew it. This was why you didn't pick up strange,
handsome men in the bar. They turned out to be perverts, and not in
a good way.
Sebastian laughed. “Now tell me what you
think I'm about to say, because I have to know with that expression
you're wearing.”
She bit the inside of her lip. “You want me
to wear a diaper and a baby bonnet.”
“ Oh, I fucking love it, but
no.” He chuckled and handed over the key card. “I always wanted to
kiss someone and fall through the door in a tangle of limbs.” He
motioned for her to come closer. “Give me your best
shot.”
“ You're kidding,” Nicole
said but laughed at the boyish grin.
“ It was either make you
laugh or throw you over my shoulder to get you through the
door.”
He'd read her. That was a rare experience
for. At work, her position forced her to keep up the appearance of
being a hard ass, a shark. Sebastian didn't know her, but he could
see straight through the facade. So, of course, he could see the
nerves. They didn't go away, but it felt ok to show them. And to
play. She hadn't played in months, years. Wagging a finger, she
said, “I'm not going to let you off that easy.”
“ Dirty talk, so
soon?”
Nicole wasn't ready yet for the big time, so
she placed a hand on his chest and closed the space between them. A
frisson sizzled in the air. Hard muscle warmed her palm. This was
hers; he was hers for the night. To do with him all the things she
wanted to do. The thought put a crack in her controlled facade.
She ignored the jump in her stomach and
tilted her chin to meet his gaze. “No, I was talking about your
fantasy. Was it another line?”
“ Not anymore.” His arms slid
around her waist, and he tucked her closer. “Are you going to
seduce me?”
Nicole had plenty fantasies of her own, but
his intrigued her. “Is that your fantasy, too?” Her breasts felt
heavy and full against his chest.
“ Well... now it is.” He didn't chuckle or smile
as he spoke. “Show me how you'd seduce a handsome
devil.”
The need to show him just that washed over
her. And maybe it was because, finally, she could let go. Nicole
lifted on the tips of her toes and captured his bottom lip between
her teeth, she lightly grazed the flesh. The way Sebastian groaned
let her know it wasn't too soon to introduce biting. She kissed
away any possible sting and did it again when he tried to change
the tone of the kiss with his tongue.
Again and again, she kissed him like this and
he let her. The control he handed over should have turned her off.
All day, at work, she made decisions for people. How to look, where
to stand, what words to say and the tone they should speak in. The
reward was more publicity and a stellar reputation.
Control over everything was
necessary or she'd lose hold of her reputation. Having Sebastian
pressed against the door, making him groan—a sound filled with
need—was pure pleasure. There was no outcome other than pleasure , but they
couldn't stand in the hallway all night.
She pulled back and inserted the key card
into the door. He lifted her when the door beeped and cracked
opened. “You should hold on.”
“ What?”
He grinned, scuttled back and tumbled to the
floor with her on top of him. His breath whooshed out and he
coughed for a few seconds. “Good God, that hurt.”
A laugh sprang out of her, because it was the
most ridiculous thing to have witnessed. “Gravity's a bitch.”
His blue eyes gleamed with mischief. “Yeah,
but I have you on top of me. So it's not completely a lost
cause.”
He brought his mouth up to hers. No. It
wasn't a lost cause and she could only smile. The exchange between
them wasn't what she imagined. This wasn't simply sex or something
light and fun, but slow. She was getting too comfortable with him.
She'd learned the hard way not to romanticize a man. Her heart
broken in the process the last time she had and Nicole hadn't made
the same mistake since. They needed to get down to business,
instead