Page 45 of Desire
His soft lips caressed mine, and our tongues lapped each other. “I don’t want you worrying about a thing,” he said breathlessly.
Shit, he had done it again, rendered me speechless and thought free. Instead, we stared into each other’s eyes, knowing exactly what we both wanted to do next. Only there was no time.
“Tell me something,” he finally said.
I raised my eyebrows. “Tellyou what?”
“How did you know?”
“How did I know what?”
His expression was open and vulnerable. “That I was averse to seeing to my own needs above others’?”
“Because, Jasper, I’ve been paying attention.”
His mouth collided with mine. Our teeth clashed, but our tongues whirled greedily around each other. My pulse throbbed in harmony with his cock. There was no wayto stop it.
Jasper threw me on the sofa, pulled off my shoes, tugged off my pants, and snatched off my panties. I spread my legs, opening up for him. In a daze, I watched him unzip and free his ready cock. Lust filled his eyes. My eager thighs quivered as he opened them wider before sinking his erection into my depths.
The coast wasclear when Jasper left my suite first. I bounced as I walked down the hallway, took the elevator to the lobby, bought a cup of coffee in the chic café on the first floor, and journeyed to the office on foot. With every step, I tried to find my way back to that long list of stuff I had to do for the day. I felt that I was more dedicated to my goalsbefore my night with Jasper. It was as if I wanted to run away from my life and the world in general and get lost in being with him.
By the time I made it to the BCN building and to Rachel’s office, I was still confused about what to tell them in regard to Jasper. When I walked through the door, Rachel was sitting in the yellow armchair, and Kylie was on the matching sofa.
“Well,you look balmy,” Kylie said, her gaze hopping all over my face. “And you’re late.” She folded her arms. “How did you sleep? Or did you sleep?”
I cracked a tiny smirk. “I know what you’re insinuating.” I sat beside Kylie.
“Well?” Rachel asked. I could see the worry in her eyes.
I shrugged.
Kylie shook her head as if she were through with me. “So do we have to assignsomeone else to the story or what?”
At least I had good news on that front. “No,” I said.
“And why the hell not?” Kylie asked, her expression pinched.
“Because last night, Julia Valentine overheard our conversation.”
“You mean Jasper Christmas’s fiancée?” she asked as though she didn’t want me to forget it.
I nodded graciously.
“What the fuck, Holly?”
I grunted with a slight roll of my eyes. “Calm down, Kylie. I believe we can work the story. Jasper won’t interfere.”
Kylie sniffed bitterly. “And how do you know that?”
There was a gentle knock on the door, and before Rachel could say “Come in,” her assistant opened it, and there stood the man I’d made love to last night and this morning.
