at my place.”
It was exactly what she wanted, what she needed. But after the past week and all the trouble she’d had sleeping because thoughts of him kept filtering through her mind, she knew she shouldn’t.
She shuddered, wanting him more than she thought was healthy. But she also knew that it wouldn’t be a good idea. “I can’t.”
“Of course you can,” he said and his hand went higher. She grabbed his wrist, closing her eyes to try and control the urges surging through her, but it was a tough battle.
“Drake, I can’t do that.”
With a sigh, he leaned his forehead against hers. “You’re killing me, you know that right?”
She laughed softly, relieved that he wasn’t angry with her for rejecting his suggestion. “It’s better this way.”
“Better for who? And if you aren’t coming home with me, you have to let go of me.”
She looked startled and pulled her head back, then realized he was talking about her legs which were still tightly wrapped around his hips. “Oh!” she gasped and let her legs drop down.
He wasn’t as fast about moving away from her and she shivered when she realized what was plastered against her stomach. She looked up at him, his eyes laughing down at her when she blushed with the realization. “Yes, you affect me that much,” he confirmed.
She was both embarrassed and turned on by his statement. He was so earthy, taking his sexuality as if it were normal and natural. She’d always been embarrassed by the idea of sex but Drake didn’t allow any sort of embarrassment. It was what it was and he accepted that as a part of his life.
On the other hand, she had been brought up to think of sex as something to be avoided at all costs. She was to remain a virgin until her wedding night and even after that, it was implied that she should only have sex for procreation. It wasn’t stated so much as just grunted whenever her father had even broached the subject of sex. “Don’t let a man touch you!” he’d arbitrarily say while passing her or her sister Marissa in the hallways. Or over dinner, “Make sure your dates keep their hands to themselves! Or I’ll make sure they don’t touch anyone else. Got it?”
She and her sister had sometimes chuckled at his adamant stand on sexual encounters, but until this moment, she’d never understood how deeply ingrained her father’s words had gone into her subconscious. Of course, no man had ever gotten close enough to her for her to even consider that aspect of her personality.
As they separated, Drake kept a sharp eye on her. “Okay, you’re not going to come home with me so I can make love to you for the rest of the day and well into the night. I’ll accept that for now,” he said but kept close, leaving barely an inch between their bodies. “However, I’m not going to allow you to stay here and work all day. There are much more important things to do with a Saturday.” With that, he took her hand and pulled her out of her office.
Sierra glanced back at her drafting board, her eyes looking at the plans with longing because they were safe and didn’t have a dangerous history. They were benign while Drake was anything but! “I really need to work out this detail,” she tried to argue, but his good humor was just too infectious.
He pressed the elevator button then leaned against the wall, pressing against her and smiling when her eyes widened with surprise. “Nope. A brain needs time to recuperate after a long work week and you’ve been spending too many hours in the office.” He stopped and looked down at her. “I’ve been watching you.” He said it with mock seriousness, but she could tell that, underneath his humor, he was serious. What he might have been watching was up for debate but she’d prefer to keep it innocent. Especially since her body was still singing with anticipation after that last kiss.
“I don’t think….”
“No way. I’ve been watching you and you’ are going to burn out. You’re coming with me today,” he ordered as they walked out of the elevator and pressed the security button that would release the lock on the lobby doorway. “And stop arguing. This will be perfect for you.” He looked her up and down. “The jeans will work, but you can’t wear that sweater.”
His hands started to reach for her and Sierra