Page 26 of Desperate Needs

My mouth opened as I listened to the zipper being pulled down.

I shook my head.

The lights were off, but there was a glow coming from the windows and the city below or the one across the Hudson, I couldn’t be sure.

Or maybe that was just moonlight seeping in through the reinforced glass of the one-way wall of windows behind her.

“Good.”

Then she shrugged her shoulders and that wisp of verdant silk that had been teasing me all night long fell to her feet in a gentle swoosh of fabric and need.

I paused.

Her beauty was enough to render me immobile.

Then she sucked in a breath, and it was all the green light I needed to pounce.

Chapter 12-Clementine

My breathing increased and a sudden rush of adrenaline made my pulse throb in my ears. I was blind, deaf, and dumb to everything else in that moment.

Connor had all my attention. He was so damn handsome.

His chest lifted and fell as he sucked in a breath, and just like that my panties were drenched.

I couldn’t really say what it was about him that made me so bold and reckless.

So wanton.

But for whatever reason, I felt like if I didn’t move quickly, he was going to up and vanish like a puff of smoke.

My cousin Michaela had recently found her soul mate in a man she crushed on for years, and where her happy ever after ending had taken some serious turns to come to its fruition, everything was okay now.

Thank goodness.

We all had parents with these impossible love stories that we grew up hearing, and well, I wasn’t sure if I was built for that kind of thing. I didn’t know if it would ever happen to me.

Love, that is.

But I wasn’t asking for that.

This was not love. This was sex.

I was well aware of that fact, and I understood the consequences of my actions.

But sometimes, a girl had to take care of herself. I had needs. Needs that had gone unmet for far too long.

And Connor Callahan looked like just the type of man who could handle me.

So, for the first time in my life, I played the sex kitten. I stripped off my gown and stood in my matching bra and panty set and I waited while the steel-eyed man looked me over from head to toe.

Anxiety raced through me.

Did he find me lacking? Was that why he hadn’t moved?

I sucked in a breath, and whatever trance he was in, Connor snapped right the fuck out of it.

He seemed to blur across the room, one big hand on my hip and the other on the back of my neck as he pulled me flush against his still clothed body.

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