Pushing back from the desk, I saw Eva round the corner and come into view. I could watch her walk for hours. She had a sway to her h*ps that made me ache to f**k her and a determined tilt to her chin that challenged every dominant instinct I had.
I wanted to fist her ponytail in my hand, take her mouth, and grind against her. Just the way I’d wanted to the first time I saw her. And every time since.
“Send along the proposal deck to the team,” I told Scott. “Tell them to review and I’ll join in shortly.”
“Yes, sir.”
Eva swept through the door.
“Eva.” I stood. “How was your day?”
She rounded the desk, then grabbed me by the tie.
I was instantly hard and totally focused on her.
“I f**king love you,” she said, before yanking my mouth down to meet hers.
I hooked one arm around her waist and felt around for the opacity controls with my other hand, all the while letting her kiss me as if she owned me. Which she did. Absolutely.
The feel of her lips against mine and the unmistakable possessiveness of her actions were exactly what I needed after the day I’d had. Holding her close, I turned and half-sat on the edge of the desk, pulling her in between my thighs. I could say it was a more secure way to hold her, but honestly, my knees were weak.
Her kisses did that to me. Did what three hours of sparring with my trainer couldn’t do.
Inhaling through the rising lust, I breathed her in, allowing the delicate fragrance of her perfume and the provocative scent that was hers alone to intoxicate me. Her lips were soft and damp against mine, demanding in the subtlest of ways. Her tongue licked delicately, savoring, teasing and arousing me effortlessly.
Eva kissed me as if I were the most delicious thing she’d ever tasted, a flavor she craved and was helplessly addicted to. The feeling was heady and had become necessary. I lived for her kisses.
When she kissed me, I knew I belonged right where I was.
Tilting her head, she moaned into my mouth, a soft sound of pleasure and surrender. Her fingers were in my hair, sliding through it, tugging it. That sensation of being caught—claimed—challenged me on the deepest level. I drew her closer, until the firmness of her belly pressed against the hardness of my erection.
My dick was throbbing, aching.
“You’ll make me come,” I murmured. All the effort I’d once had to expend to become aroused enough to orgasm was unnecessary with my wife. The fact that she existed stirred my blood. The strength of her desire was enough to set me off.
She leaned back slightly, breathless like me. “I don’t mind.”
“I wouldn’t, either, if I didn’t have a meeting waiting.”
“I don’t want to hold you up. I just want to thank you for what you said to my dad.”
Smiling, I gave her ass a two-handed squeeze. “My lawyer said I’d score major points for that.”
“Work was so busy, and I didn’t have a chance to call him until lunch. I was so worried he’d hear about our engagement before I could tell him.” She shoved at my shoulder. “You could’ve given me a heads-up that you were announcing it to the world!”
I shrugged. “It wasn’t planned, but I wasn’t going to deny it when asked.”
Her lips twisted wryly. “Of course not. Did you see that ridiculous post about a baby bump?”
“A frightening thought at this point,” I said, trying to keep my tone light despite the sudden rush of alarm I felt. “I’m planning on keeping you all to myself for a while.”
“I know, right?” She shook her head. “I was freaked out that my dad would think I was engaged and pregnant, and just couldn’t be bothered to let him know. It was such a relief to call him and find out you’d explained everything and smoothed the way.”
“My pleasure.” I would set the world on fire to clear a path for her, if that’s what it took.
Her hands went to work unbuttoning my vest. My brows arched in silent query, but I wasn’t going to stop her.
“I haven’t even left yet, and I’m missing you already,” she said quietly, straightening my tie.