Page 4 of Strange Seduction
Smart-ass.
But I definitely did.
And with the way she looked? She was damn lucky I had enough self-control not to throw her over my lap right here on the runway in front of the innocent flight staff.
“Why don’t you come down here and make that wish come true?” I pleaded.
That was all it took.
She hit the stairs fast, practically flying down them. And when she jumped, I caught her like it was the easiest thing in the world. Her legs locked around my waist, her arms looped around my neck, and just like that, the three years apart didn’t matter anymore.
I buried my face in her shoulder, breathing her in.
Sweet cherries.
Her fingers threaded into my hair as she pulled back just enough to look at me.
“Where’s your piercings, Teddy?” she pouted.
I chuckled.
Nothing gets past her, huh?
“I took them out for work, baby. Gotta look professional,” I explained. The pout deepened before it relaxed a bit.
She wasn’t happy with it, but she let it go.
“And no flowers?” She huffed dramatically. “I don’t even recognize you anymore.”
I laughed and opened the car door to reveal several gorgeous bouquets lined up on the seat.
“Who do you think I am?” I whispered smugly in her ear. She giggled a little, and I could taste the champagne on her lips from how close we were. Then, when her eyes lowered to my lips, she kissed me—hard and hungry, like she was trying to make up for every second we’d spent apart. I kissed her back just as fiercely,my grip tightening around her thighs, grounding myself in the feeling of her.
Carmen pressed her forehead against mine when she pulled away, laughing a little breathlessly.
“You missed me?” she whispered, teasing.
“Of course I did,” I said, voice low against her skin.
She melted against me, pressing just enough to feelexactlyhow much I missed her.
Her hips shifted, brushing my growing hard-on, and she smirked.
“I can tell.”
“Stop,” I growled, squeezing her tighter.
“I’m not doing anything,” she sang innocently.
“Yes, you are,” I fought to gain control.
She grinded against me again, slow and deliberate.
“Not at all,” she batted those pretty eyelashes.
“Sweetness,” I warned, breathing her in like it gave me strength. “Stop it.”
She finally gave a dramatic little sigh and rested against my chest. “Fine.”
