Page 32 of Worth Every Penny
I push the door open, but I’m completely unprepared for the sight that greets me.
Her makeup is more intense than normal, her already large eyes outlined in sweeps of black that make them appear bigger, sexier, than normal. Something dark and slick coats her full lips, giving them a sheen that catches the light. Her mouth looks…moist,and I immediately want to suck the offensive bottom lip between my own.
But it’s the fact that she’s more naked than clothed that snares my attention. There’s so much flesh, so much skin, that I can’t stop staring. She’s perfect… smooth all over.
A pair of sleek black shorts reveal long, toned thighs and a shimmering green top scoops low between her breasts. A narrow expanse of stomach is visible where the top doesn’t meet the shorts, the skin lightly tanned and unbearably tempting.
But her breasts…fuck me. If she tilted towards me, they’d fall out, and there’s no way she’s wearing a bra. As my gaze lingers, I swear I can see the outline of her nipples hardening. My cock twitches in response.
Kate clears her throat, calling me out. I raise my eyes to meet hers with just enough presence of mind to conceal the fact that I’m completely blown away by how fan-fucking-tastic she looks.
I lean casually against the doorframe.
Kate nods at the penknife in my hand. “What are you, a boy scout?”
I slide it back into my pocket and arch a brow, attempting to affect disdain. “What the hell are you wearing?”
She stiffens, clearly irritated. “That’s none of your business. My contracted hours are over for the day. I can wear whatever I want.” She steps closer to me, as if she expects me to move aside at her instigation.
I don’t.
“Where are you going?” I ask.
“Also, none of your business.”
Christ, this woman is infuriating. “Wear a coat when you leave.”
“Worried about me getting cold again?” Her lips tilt up, and if I didn’t know better, I’d think Kate Lansen was flirting with me.
“No.” My gaze hovers at her full lips, then slides down her neck to her bare shoulders. Her skin is so flawless that I’m consumed by the desire to touch it. Such an intimate part of one’s body, the shoulder. Rarely revealed, particularly in an office environment.
Her throat bobs, breath hitching as she watches me watch her, and tension expands like steam, engulfing us both. There’s no sign of amusement or flirtation on her face, because whatever’s happening right now feels much more serious than that.
Every item of clothing I’m wearing suddenly feels too small, scratching at my skin.
“Are you going to move out of my way?” she breathes.
Shit. I’m still blocking her way out.
I turn aside and she assesses the gap I’ve left for her to move through. Her gaze flicks up to mine, and she takes one more small, deliberate step, halting right before me.So close.
“Nico…” My name is a mere exhalation on her lips. It sounds…needy. The energy intensifies, swirling between us; a force that’s trying to drag me closer to her.
As if of its own volition, my hand stretches out, fingers reaching towards the expanse of bare skin that runs between the shorts and top.
What the fuck am I doing?
Everything happens in slow motion. She watches my hand. She could stop me, but she doesn’t. She’s hardly breathing, but neither am I.
Our eyes lock, and I make an almost imperceptible gesture.Can I?Her responding nod is so small I can’t be entirely sure it happened, but then she takes another tiny step closer. So close I can feel her breath on my face.
My fingertips dust against her hip, and the flesh flutters beneath. A small gasp escapes her lips, not loud enough to break me out of whatever trance her body has drawn me into, but enough to let me know my touch affects her.
Her skin is so soft, so warm, that I immediately want more. More skin, more flesh, more contact. It’s all I can do not to grab her with both hands.
I hold my breath and slide my finger along the waistband of her tiny shorts; the motion feels illicit; a sin I want to commit over and over and it sends my pulse sky high. All it would take is one swift motion for my fingers to slip down…
Goosebumps scatter over Kate’s skin and she lets out the tiniest moan. Heat pools deep in my groin.Fuck me. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted a woman as much as I want her right now.