the new man growled.
It can’t be. She knew that voice, even with the anger threading through it. Her gaze was drawn to Jack, sending her heart into palpitations. He was a man who demanded her attention without even trying, like a sexy pair of heels whispering her name from her favorite store’s display. He was the drug she was trying to give up. She ogled him, skimming over his thick chest, his T-shirt clinging to the muscles beneath. Her breath caught in her throat, arousal pooled low in her belly, erasing the warmth from the alcohol and replacing it with something much more devastating. She never saw him wearing a T-shirt. Not even the nights he called her to his condo for last-minute work or to help with something. It was always a crisp dress shirt and slacks. This new casual look slayed her good intentions.
She swallowed hard when her gaze collided with his. Anger did indeed burn bright in his dark brown orbs. A buzzing started in her ears and her head spun. She’d never had that reaction to him before.
“Lisa,” her companion in the chair beside her said, his voice full of concern. She blinked repeatedly, dragging herself from the fog that descended around her. It was odd to hear her name fall from his lips. She assumed he got it from the delivery ticket, she’d certainly never told him. She snorted when she realized she didn’t even remember his.
“I’m sorry,” she said, directing it to the man. “My boss is behind you, it must be something important if he’s shown up here.” She stood, holding out her hand. “It was nice to see you again.”
He stood without comment, tipping his head down marginally. Taking her hand, he kissed the back of it then walked away. The anger from Jack blasted her, damn near knocking her back. She almost called the man back to be a buffer between her and her boss.
Her boss … her human boss stood in the middle of the club staring at her as if she’d done something wrong . Her lust drained away, anger taking its place. “How the hell did you get in here?”
“What did you mean, nice to see you again ?” He came around the chair, stepping into her personal space. Fury vibrated off him, along with something else she couldn’t identify. He was too close, messing up her senses. This was supposed to be her time to purge him from her mind. From her fantasies. Not have him show up and tempt her to let loose.
She opened her mouth, then closed it again without any words coming out. She was stunned by his arrival and incredibly aroused…even angry. At the mere sight of him in this place, her miniscule panties dampened and her pussy convulsed.
The nymph was a devil on her shoulder, tempting her to touch. To take what she so desperately wanted deep inside.
Jack stared down into the face of the woman he wanted as desperately as his next breath. She was shocked. He could see it written over her delicate features as plain as day. It was essential to his state of mind he get her out of the club and someplace where no one would interrupt them. Preferably to her room. He needed her alone, no distractions, until she agreed to be his forever.
His body shook with fury and a strong desire to pulverize the man who had been sitting with her. Chatting her up. Making her laugh. No man had the right to do that. No man but him.
It had been so long since he’d heard that full, throaty sound. The one that reached down and grabbed him by the balls. The time to hold back and keep a grip on the employer/employee relationship had passed. He needed more. Snaking an arm around her, he pulled her to him. He gripped her chin, angling her head to keep her in place, then pressed the first of what would become many kisses to her lips. He devoured her. The rough penetration with his tongue into her mouth a testament to how little control he currently had. He used everything in his arsenal to seduce her: his teeth, his tongue, and his lips. He nipped, sucked, and reveled in her quick fiery
It can’t be. She knew that voice, even with the anger threading through it. Her gaze was drawn to Jack, sending her heart into palpitations. He was a man who demanded her attention without even trying, like a sexy pair of heels whispering her name from her favorite store’s display. He was the drug she was trying to give up. She ogled him, skimming over his thick chest, his T-shirt clinging to the muscles beneath. Her breath caught in her throat, arousal pooled low in her belly, erasing the warmth from the alcohol and replacing it with something much more devastating. She never saw him wearing a T-shirt. Not even the nights he called her to his condo for last-minute work or to help with something. It was always a crisp dress shirt and slacks. This new casual look slayed her good intentions.
She swallowed hard when her gaze collided with his. Anger did indeed burn bright in his dark brown orbs. A buzzing started in her ears and her head spun. She’d never had that reaction to him before.
“Lisa,” her companion in the chair beside her said, his voice full of concern. She blinked repeatedly, dragging herself from the fog that descended around her. It was odd to hear her name fall from his lips. She assumed he got it from the delivery ticket, she’d certainly never told him. She snorted when she realized she didn’t even remember his.
“I’m sorry,” she said, directing it to the man. “My boss is behind you, it must be something important if he’s shown up here.” She stood, holding out her hand. “It was nice to see you again.”
He stood without comment, tipping his head down marginally. Taking her hand, he kissed the back of it then walked away. The anger from Jack blasted her, damn near knocking her back. She almost called the man back to be a buffer between her and her boss.
Her boss … her human boss stood in the middle of the club staring at her as if she’d done something wrong . Her lust drained away, anger taking its place. “How the hell did you get in here?”
“What did you mean, nice to see you again ?” He came around the chair, stepping into her personal space. Fury vibrated off him, along with something else she couldn’t identify. He was too close, messing up her senses. This was supposed to be her time to purge him from her mind. From her fantasies. Not have him show up and tempt her to let loose.
She opened her mouth, then closed it again without any words coming out. She was stunned by his arrival and incredibly aroused…even angry. At the mere sight of him in this place, her miniscule panties dampened and her pussy convulsed.
The nymph was a devil on her shoulder, tempting her to touch. To take what she so desperately wanted deep inside.
Jack stared down into the face of the woman he wanted as desperately as his next breath. She was shocked. He could see it written over her delicate features as plain as day. It was essential to his state of mind he get her out of the club and someplace where no one would interrupt them. Preferably to her room. He needed her alone, no distractions, until she agreed to be his forever.
His body shook with fury and a strong desire to pulverize the man who had been sitting with her. Chatting her up. Making her laugh. No man had the right to do that. No man but him.
It had been so long since he’d heard that full, throaty sound. The one that reached down and grabbed him by the balls. The time to hold back and keep a grip on the employer/employee relationship had passed. He needed more. Snaking an arm around her, he pulled her to him. He gripped her chin, angling her head to keep her in place, then pressed the first of what would become many kisses to her lips. He devoured her. The rough penetration with his tongue into her mouth a testament to how little control he currently had. He used everything in his arsenal to seduce her: his teeth, his tongue, and his lips. He nipped, sucked, and reveled in her quick fiery
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