Page 59 of A Perfect Match
"Really."I step closer to her."If your shop looks like this, I can only imagine how incredible the event space would turn out.Besides…Cloud Nine Events.It has a nice ring to it."
"It does, doesn't it?"She's still smiling, her eyes locked on mine.
Something electric shudders between us.For me, it feels a lot like a heavy hand at my back.Pushing me forward, into Piper, the same shove I get whenever I’m near her.It’s inconvenient—disorienting, even.Like earlier today during the lunch rush.I kissed her in front of my staff.In front ofcameras.
I shouldn’t be doing shit like that.
But I can’t stop myself.
She must sense my hesitation because she tips her head to look up at me, those pretty green gemstone eyes zeroing in on me.“Aren’t you going to kiss me?”
“Do you want me to?”I ask.Though I don’t need to.I can see the answer written on her lips, which are parted and waiting for me.I can see the answer on her pebbled skin, in her dilating eyes, in the way she arches closer.
Piper’s lips curl up at the corners.She fists the front of my shirt and tugs me closer.“Yes, chef.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
KRU
If there was ever a password to open the floodgates for me, it’s that.I grunt, closing the space between us in a quick swoop until her lips meet mine and we’re kissing.Urgently.Desperately.
Piper clings to my shirt as I back her up until her thighs hit the table.My tongue plunges into her mouth, tasting her, needing more of her.She whimpers through a kiss, wriggling against me like she’s impatient.I break the kiss and sweep my arm across the table, pushing the papers to the side before I pop her up onto the edge of the table.
“I would have swept the papers off the table dramatically,” I tell her, “if they weren’t your very special plans.”
She giggles, smoothing her hands along my jawline.“You’re so sweet.”
“No promises next time though,” I warn her as my hands trail up the sides of her legs.I tug her closer by the hips, and she inhales sharply.All the tension that’s been building between us since Cleveland is finally snapping.
I dip down, capturing her lips in a heated kiss.She arches toward me again, and I can taste the hunger and fire pouring out of her.I cup her head in my hands, getting drunk on these kisses.My cock is fully hard and begging for attention by the time she breaks the kiss.Her eyes are hooded as her hands drift to my belt line.
“Kru,” she whispers.
“Maven.”
“I was wrong.”
I lift a brow.I’ve barely got a foot in this world after that make-out session, so I’d be lying if I said I knew what the hell she was referring to.“Uhhh…”
“Avoiding you was wrong.I was just scared of how intense it was.Andwillbe.”
I brush my lips against hers.“Heard.”
She grins.“Is that another kitchen thing?”
“It is.”I press a soft kiss to her lips.“And I’m scared, too.But you should know that I plan to fuck your brains out the second you admit that you’ve been dying for it."
Her eyes flutter shut, and when she looks at me again, I can see the decision in them.
“I’ve been dying for it.”
I can’t stop the grin that comes over my face.I cup her cheeks in my hands.“I definitely heard that.”
My hands are trembling as I tug her leggings off and toss them aside.She’s got me unmoored and floating in outer space already, and she hasn’t even touched my cock.
“You are so fucking beautiful.”My voice is a rasp as I behold her, in panties and an oversized Cloud Nine t-shirt.I squeeze the tops of her thighs, parting her legs slowly so I can see that delicious V.The crotch of her panties is damp, and I grunt, tilting my head to take it all in.
She’s too hot to resist.Too fiery to turn away from.And fuck, I want this woman more now than I ever realized was possible.
