with in me. My eyes traveled slowly up his body and I was sure he could tell I was more than appreciating the view. Dropping my eyes to the sink, I shook my head laughing at myself internally for such a display. Raising my sight to his, he moved slowly at first.
Before I knew it, Charlie snaked himself around the counter.
My eyes trapped in his; followed him as my body froze in place. He stopped just mere inches behind me and leaned in. My breath hitched and my skin heated about ten degrees.
He leaned over as his hand depressed the lowest point of my back and placed his coffee cup down in the sink. He paused slightly and his lips curled up in a devious smile. Then move his head slightly away from me.
Shit, I thought he was about to kiss me.
Relief and disappointment quickly blanketed me and broke my stare. turning down to the cup. I couldn’t help the grin on my face.
“You look flushed Lillian,” He whispered into my neck. There was something terribly seductive about hearing him say my name in that English accent of his, that had me weak in the knees.
“Oh fuck…Off Limits Off limits,” I repeated.
“And what’s off limits?” His heated breath hit my neck sending me down a spiral of need. Shit if he thought me to be flustered before, I could only imagine what he thought of me now.
Shit, I didn’t mean to say it aloud.
I sucked in a breath, and focused my eyes out to the windows.
His body was now entirely behind me; his hands were cautiously skirting up and at my hips.
In an uncontrolled reaction to moving myself, push into him. His hand quickly grabbing me firm I could feel his arousal standing to attention and pressing into my backside. Oh dear lord I just wanted to melt into his body. Feeling his arousal in my back side had me desperate for air.
Oh, fuck me! That was precisely, what I wanted from him, at this very moment.
Pursing my lips tight, I needed to remind myself that this would be a terribly poor idea. Normally, I was no stranger to bad ideas, but he was Julie’s brother and an entanglement I could not afford.
“Charlie, I need to go to work.” I whispered, desperate to get my head out of the fog.
“I suppose you do”, he leaned into the side of my face.
“Charlie?”
“Yes, Lillian.”
“Please remove your hands from my hips.”
Sucking in a deep breath, he released his hold and pushed off me. The break was what I needed.
“My apologies, I didn’t mean to crowd you; seemed like you were going to fall back.”
I turned and paused knowing he was full of shit.
I clearly felt his arousal, as he intended me too. Biting my lip, I looked up to his very devious expression. Yes, I knew that expression well. One that has marked my face, many times before.
I cocked my head and grinned. “Yeah”…the sarcasm wasn’t hidden in my reply. I pursed my lips tight and walked from him to my room shaking my head. I liked his tactics, but they would be better served on some one less astute to his game. Fuck, for a second there, I was almost putty in his attempt. Jesus, was he a match for me.
I grabbed my computer bag then went back to the kitchen for my purse. Charlie had left the room. Thank god. Reaching my purse there stood a to go cup ready and waiting.
Hmm, he made my coffee for me.
I grabbed my purse and the coffee walking toward the door. Pausing, I took one more dangerous pull of his scent, which now enveloped my apartment. Walking out. I closed the door shaking my head. The next few days were going to be difficult for me, and I couldn’t deny it.
The cat and mouse game he just started was hard for me to walk from. However, I had to. He was off limits.
I’m starting to hate those two little words. Stepping into the elevator, my phone was again buzzing.
“Good Morning Mr. Leiber.”
“Good Morning Ms. Holt. It appears that our new owners have closed us down today for some restructuring. You get a three day weekend so enjoy it; for next week may turn out to be extremely busy.”
“Thank You Mr. Leiber, and I will try to enjoy the time off.”
Fuck…I stepped back off the elevator and just paused at my front door. I wasn’t ready to deal with him just yet.
I opened the door