him. The involuntary move got her mouth as close to his as it could reach… maybe just in case. “If I embarrass myself again, I’ll combust on the spot.”
Another shiver of heated delight shimmered through her when the broad span of his hand scooped up her face and continued into her hair. “You want to know what’s embarrassing?” he murmured. “How much I want you right now… How you’re in my head every minute… How I think up excuses to come here just to see you.”
“You don’t need an excuse, you own everything in here.” Including her, which wasn’t an implication he missed. Coming even lower, he teased her with the taste of his breath, her lifeblood. “Don’t knock on the door anymore.”
“If I walk in here and see—”
“I want you to see,” she said, grabbing for his shoulder to steady herself. “Turner…”
“Damn, that voice,” he said, moistening his lips that were so close to hers she could almost feel the sweep of his tongue. “Do you know how hard it is to walk away from that voice?”
“About as hard as it is for me to keep my clothes on right now.” Bold was one thing, but brazen? That was new. But Poppy liked it and didn’t feel like she had to apologize, not with Turner. “You can walk away from my kiss… would it be so easy to walk away if I was naked?”
Like the prospect enticed him so much he was unable to resist, his hand jumped to her breast, squeezing her over her clothes, thrusting her back against the window.
Digging her nails into his shoulder, Poppy pulled herself higher, arching into the rough caress as her eyes closed.
“Shit, baby,” he groaned, his body slumping over hers.
Poppy felt the heat of him, the almost weight of his form, but it was the humidity of his breath behind her ear that betrayed what he was doing. That was his mouth. In her hair, kissing her neck.
“Mm,” Poppy moaned, drugged by the sensation of him arousing her. “Turner… Oh my, God…”
She couldn’t fill her lungs and couldn’t stop moving. Writhing against the glass, she gave him all the space he needed. Gave all of herself to him. Her hips wouldn’t stay still. They wanted to be near his, under him, owned and occupied. Her fingers weren’t immune either. Finding their way under the hem of his tee-shirt, she wasn’t shy about pushing them higher, as high as the material would allow. Exploring him like she had complete rights to be running her hands across every inch of his body, Poppy had never felt such belonging. She was supposed to be touching him and he was supposed to be kissing her, fondling her… doing whatever the hell he wanted to do with her.
When he hooked a finger under the strap of her top and bra to draw both down, the crackle of energy around them intensified. He kissed the spot he’d exposed then bent to kiss her upper chest. The move forced her hands out of his shirt. The back of her head was about the only part of her still in contact with the cool glass. Offering herself to him in the most explicit and intuitive way, Poppy wanted him to read her innermost thoughts. She wanted him to know everything.
“Turner…” she gasped in a whisper. “Baby, take me to bed… please.”
The chilling retreat of his mouth and body was instant. It took her a second to focus on his form, a dozen feet away, his back to her.
“Damnit,” he mumbled. “What the fuck am I doing?”
Pissed with herself, Poppy would never know if they might have ended up on the floor right there in front of the glass doors if she hadn’t said a word.
“I should’ve kept my mouth shut.”
“We’ll get better at this,” Turner said. At least he was looking at her the next time she raised her attention. “Trust me, babe. I’ll get us through this.”
By backing off and rejecting her any time she lost her mind and tried to kiss him… or asked him to take her to bed. Damn, Poppy was discovering a whole new side of herself.
“Okay,” she said. Arguing with him wouldn’t achieve anything. “What time do you want me to go out tomorrow? What time do you want to get started?”
“You don’t have to leave… Just come and go as you always would.”
“You don’t want to work tomorrow? I didn’t let you in today.”
“If I wanted to come in, I would’ve come