Page 20 of Serving the Mogul

“Because every time I look at you, I want to do this.” Giving her a chance to pull away, I lowered my head.

She didn’t pull away.

She met me, rising onto her toes, her mouth opening, her soft lips parting on a hungry moan as I pulled her hips in closer. Tangling a hand in her hair, I pivoted our bodies, keeping her tucked against me, so we didn’t break contact. But even pinning her between me and the rigid brace of the car, her soft body, and all those sleek, delicious curves molding to me wasn’t enough.

Breaking the kiss, I skimmed my mouth along her jawline. “I want you,” I said, gripping her hip and holding her steady, so there was no mistake. “I want you wet and naked around my cock. But…if that’s not what you want, okay. Say the word, and I’ll have you back home in twenty minutes.”

Her breath came in short pants, and she fisted her hands in the fabric of my shirt. The blue of her eyes looked black in the stark streetlights, but the hunger was unmistakable.

“What if it is what I want?” she asked in a husky whisper.

Sliding my hand lower until it rested just above the ripe curve of her ass, I pulled her even closer. Lowering my head, I raked my teeth down the arch of her neck.

She shivered once again. “If it is what you want…say the word, and I’ll have us at my place in twenty, you naked five minutes later and my face between your thighs thirty seconds after that.”

A weak whimper escaped her lips before I caught them with mine, and I felt the press of her nails into my shoulders as she grabbed onto me. I wanted them digging into my back. And I wanted to see her straining against ropes as I tied her down.

Easy, James…slow the fuck down.

“Your place,” Tina said, breaking the kiss to say it against my mouth before catching my lower lip between her teeth and biting me softly. I responded in kind. Then, before either of us lost our heads, I pulled her away from the car so that I could open the door.

“Get in,” I said. “If we don’t leave now, we might spend the night in jail for indecent public behavior.”

A nervous laugh escaped her as I shut the door.

But I hadn’t been joking.

I was ready to fuck her, here and now. Before the temptation became too much, we needed to get somewhere private.

* * *

The driveto my hotel passed in silence, and I wished that, for once, I’d opted to use a car service rather than driving myself. I usually only hired drivers when I was traveling, but if I’d opted for a driver tonight, I could have already had my hands all over Tina.

She shifted next to me, the silky cut of her top whispering against her skin. It was a seductive image, and I couldn’t wait until we were at my place, and it would be my hands brushing against her instead of fabric.

“You live at your hotel?” she asked as I pulled up in front.

“In a sense.” Putting the car into parking, I climbed out. When I came around to meet her, she had already opened the door and exited the vehicle.

A pang of discontent went through me. I wanted to open the door for her, offer my hand, little things I rarely considered when out with a woman. Honestly, though, outside of sex, I rarely spend time with women aside from family.

She arched an eyebrow at me, curiosity showing in her blue gaze. “In a sense, meaning?”

“I have a place outside the city, but you know how bad traffic can be.” Shrugging, I looked back at the hotel. “The first few months when opening a hotel like this, it can be a pain in the ass. If I’m stuck in traffic forty-five minutes four or five days a week, that’s hours I lost. I have living quarters attached to the office on the top floor.”

“Efficient,” she murmured.

Giving no response, I offered my hand.

She accepted, and as we walked by the concierge, I tossed my keys to the young man behind the desk. He recognized me and gave a polite nod.

I led her past the elevator bay and used a code to unlock a frosted glass door at the end. “The code is 7216 if you ever want to drop by. Same for the elevator. The code bypasses all the other floors and takes you straight to mine.”

And why the hell had I just told her that?

As I pondered the question, the doors slid open silently, and we stepped inside.

The scent of Tina, wrapped around me, was a potent drug that had already made me an addict.

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