"Good. Let's get out of here."
As I stood up, he stayed beside me just long enough to run his hand down my back and around my hip. I've always felt like I was too thick through the middle, but the way he let his fingers trail along, teasing the area where my hip became my behind, it felt like Jack actually admired my curves.
Feeling so sensual around him was a huge rush.
His lips dipped to my ear. "It is painful not to kiss you right now, Grace. Remember that when I'm devouring your hot little mouth later."
Jack held my hand for just a second, then stepped away, leading me out to the elevators. "We have a meeting and will be gone for the rest of the day," he mentioned to the receptionist on the way out.
"Of course, sir."
As the elevator doors slid shut, I grinned. "Does it get weird having everyone call you sir all—"
Jack's lips crushed to mine as he pinned me against the mirrored wall. A strange needy sound escaped me as his hands gripped my ass, lifting me a few inches as he kissed me deeper and deeper.
When he set me down and stepped back, I felt like I was still floating.
"I needed a taste," he said. His self-assured smile was verging on cocky. "Just a tiny hit of my new addiction to keep me from going crazy until we're safely out of here."
A split second before the elevator doors opened, I gave him a soft swat on the ass.
Jack sputtered with laughter as we walked out in front of a crowd of business people. "Naughty little thing," he murmured on the way to the car. "I'm going to remember that."
I felt like I'd scored a point. I was normally fairly quiet and shy, but Jack brought out another side of me. A playful side that I'd never known I had, especially around men.
Although I certainly wouldn't call myself confident, at least I was able to speak my mind around him.
Which would come in handy when I eventually asked him if I was really going to be his girlfriend.