Page 35 of His Temptation
“Not at all. I was just feeling a little under the weather. I’m fine now. I’m sorry I missed the rest of the event.”
I know she’s lying because she can’t hold eye contact with me for longer than a second. Also, I work with the highest level of untrustworthy bastards every damn day. I know when someone is lying. And there is nothing more I hate than being lied to.
I stand up and slam my drink down on the counter in front of me. “Stop lying to me!”
I take quick strides down the aisle until I’m only inches from her, then cross my arms. Her head snaps up to meet me, but I see her straighten her spine like she’s ready to go to battle with me. The response makes me equally pissed and aroused.
I lean down and place my hands on the back of her seat, caging her in. Her breath hitches.
“Are you going to keep lying to me, or are you going to tell me the real reason you are acting like this?”
Her eyes look quickly left and then right. Then she tosses her laptop onto the seat next to her and stands up. She laughsnervously as she tries to turn away from me. “You’re acting insane.”
I grab her arm and spin her around, now completely unable to control the feelings raging inside of me. “No. What I’m doing is being honest. You are the oneacting.”
“I am not,” she says as she stomps her foot in anger. “Stop saying that!”
“No!” I shout. “Not until you tell me what the hell is going on. Why did you leave last night? Why have you been ignoring me today?”
Her accelerated breathing matches my own as we face off, only inches apart from each other. She seems to be weighing her options before I see a glimpse of defeat.
“Fine! You want the truth? You want to hear how badly I wanted you to kiss me last night? How crazy you’ve been driving me lately? How I’ve pleasured myself twice while thinking of you? Is that what you want to hear? That I want you?!”
My sharp intake of breath echoes around us. Her words hit me like a physical blow. They sounded so good, coming off her lips.
“Say that again,” I demand.
Her eyes challenge me as her jaw tightens. “What? That I want you?!”
That’s all it takes for my control to completely snap. My hands find her waist, and I pull her flush against me. Then my mouth crashes down onto hers.
The kiss is ferocious, savage, like every single moment we denied our desires ignited into a flame that can’t be put out. I can’t stopthe way my mouth takes everything from her, not letting up for a second. My tongue dips into her mouth, and she leans further into me with a moan.
I move my hands to her hair and grip it tightly as I tilt her head to gain better access. Her hands glide up to my chest, where her fingers tighten around my pecs. I groan into her mouth, loving the way it feels to have her touch me like this.
Just as I’m moving my hands down her back to grab her ass, we get disrupted.
“I’m sorry to interrupt, sir,” the captain says awkwardly. “It appears the storm has passed over quicker than anticipated. We are going to be taking off in just a couple of minutes. Please get seated and buckle up.”
After he disappears back into the cockpit, I look down at Kylie. Her breaths are still shallow, and her lips are red and swollen from the intensity of our kiss.
“We’ll continue this another time,” I say in a raspy voice.
She nods quickly and steps out of my arms. Then she gets back to her seat as if nothing ever happened.
Instead of pushing her on anything, I take my original seat on the other side of the plane and buckle up.
The entire flight, I can’t help but watch her and wonder what is so different about her. Not only does she not treat me like a man with the amount of money and power that I have, but there is something else about her that seems unlike anyone I’ve been with.
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KYLIE
The moment I get back to my apartment, I close the door behind me and take a deep breath. My life feels like it’s spinning out of control. The constant twist and turns are giving me whiplash.
I didn’t know a kiss could feel like that. I touch my lips, still swollen from the way his mouth owned mine only six hours ago. I would have never thought someone like him would be interested in someone like me. It wasn’t even in the realm of possibilities. Sure, maybe he could objectively look at me and think I have a nice body, but to be so consumed with desire that he had to kiss me right there …
I feel my knees go weak, just thinking about it.
