Page 46 of The Chase
Pressing my eyelids shut, I went with this rush...
His hardness dug into my lower abdomen, the hugeness startling, as he continued to ravage my mouth with his.
I rose onto my toes and my body naturally fit against his, my hips gliding left and right, his erection growing firmer.
He moaned as his mouth left mine, as though he struggled with breaking away. He slipped a finger beneath my shoulder strap and brought it back up. And then pulled me into a hug, my face crushed against his firm chest and his arms wrapped around my back to hold me there. He held me like that for a while and I let him, breathing in his sexy scent, feeling safe, and aroused, and saying damn it to that part of my brain warning me this was too soon.
He peered down at me. “I wanted to check on you.”
“Because of the orgy?”
“The Goya.”
I nuzzled in and closed my eyelids. “How did you know it was there?”
Tobias let me go. “Zara, that discussion we had before we left my home...”
“Yes.”
“Will it be honored when you return to the office?”
“When I write my report?”
“With our previous agreement in mind, yes.”
“Can I mention the painting?”
“I’d rather you didn’t.”
“The location?”
“No.”
I stepped back. “That’s going to make it difficult—”
“We agreed on your discretion.”
“But not from Mr. Huntly?”
“From everyone. Even your closest friends.”
I narrowed my gaze, saying with my eyes what I’d dared not speak,Were you trying to manipulate me?
A wave of vertigo. “Is this why you’re here?”
“I needed to make sure you’re okay. We’d already agreed you’d proceed with discretion. This is a moot point, to be honest.” He gave a shrug. “I’m sure it was the Goya that really swept you off your feet.”
I held his gaze, wondering if I came over that reserved, showing my feelings had become an issue for me, a way to protect myself.
Yet I felt so safe with him.
“Zara?”
“How am I going to explain to my boss—”
“Come here.”
I blinked at him, still shaken.
