tongue stroked the seam of her lips. There wasn’t anything easy about it ; it was demanding and urgent. She opened, and that was the only invitation he needed. His tongue tangled with hers, dipping into the crevices that he’d longed for, teasing, tasting, and building the desire between them. She pushed on his chest. “We can’t do this here.”
“You ’re right.” He stepped back, grabbed the files from her hand, and pulled her out of the isolated office. If he stayed in the cramped room with her much longer, he wouldn’t be able to control himself. “We’re going to need the condoms, the leopard handcuffs, and a nice, soft bed with strong supports.”
He needed air ; he needed to give her time. He needed to plan the next phase of the get-Tara-to-give-in plan he’d just concocted in his head.
“Brody.” Her voice cracked as she pulled him to a stop.
He threw his arm over her shoulder. “I’m just teasing, cupcake.” He kissed the top of her head and w hispered into her hair, “The bed is optional.”
Chapter 10
Tara chewed her bottom lip to keep from saying something she might regret. Every nerve ending her in her body was strung tight. If she could have teleported Brody and herself back to her house, she might have done it had her brain not taken that moment to start working again. Throw caution to the wind, he ’d said. Mind-blowing sex, he’d said, teasing her to the point she was almost ready to blow a casket. Mind made up, she grabbed a hold of his hand. A leopard print handcuff appeared around her wrist and one cuff around his.
He gasped , which made her chuckle. “Time to put up or shut up, stud.”
She dragged him through the bar toward the front door. “Later, James.” She waved to her bartender in passing. “Call William and tell him I’ll be in late tonight. I’ll check back in with you before I leave town.”
“She’ll be too tied up to check in with him tonight. She’ll call in the morning ,” Brody called over his shoulder and grinned.
James nodded.
He could have stopped her. One flick of the wrist and Brody could have stopped the game she was playing, but he didn’t. She wished away the cuffs , breaking their hold as she walked toward the SUV and slid into the driver’s seat. She didn’t have to wait for him to climb in the other side. “Well?”
She turned to him. “Well what?”
“I know you’re in a hurry to get me in the sack, but try not to get a speeding ticket driving back to your place.”
She rolled her eyes. What he’d said was true, but she’d endured nine months of torture and taunting. She could wait another fifteen minutes until he showed her the real definition of pleasure. A delicious shiver racked her body. “I’m sure I can control myself, Brody.” She put the SUV in drive but didn’t take her foot off the brake. “Last chance for an easy, quick escape. You can go back to base and pretend none of this happened.”
He clasped her fingers , brought them up to his mouth, and kissed her knuckle. “Not a chance in hell. You’ve committed, and I’m a man of my word. It’s time to play.”
He turned back to the front window. “If you don’t start driving, Tara, I’m liable to take you right here, right now, in your parking lot for all of your patrons to see.” He wiggled his brows.
She slid her fingers from his and continued to follow the speed limit to her house. Her mind was racing with the implications and possible problems that could arise from them sleeping together , no matter how much either of them wanted it. It still wasn’t the wisest thing either of them of them had ever done. “Maybe we shouldn’t.”
“We definitely should.”
The rest of the car ride passed in silence. The mounting sexual anticipation was making her wet. Every cell in her body thrummed to life with need, with desire, with want. Her breath quickened when she thought of how it would be between them. Her panties dampened, even as she
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