when she’d hated him silently from afar before they’d ever had a conversation. But this…this push and pull with him was getting to be too much, turning her brain to ash.
“Or maybe…” he continued, “you thought these were just as fucking hot as I did, and you spent all afternoon forcin’ yourself not to look at ’em again. And again. And again.” He punctuated each sentence with a sweep of his lips against the side of her neck, and she had to grip the counter just to keep herself upright.
Her breaths sawed in and out of her, her nipples tight and peaked, her pussy so wet, he could bend her over right there and slide inside with ease. Fill her completely and steal her breath once and for all.
“So, which is it, firecracker? You can tell me that someone hacked your account and pulled up this email, I’ll head to my room, and we won’t ever have to talk about this again.”
Heaven help her, but she couldn’t stop the single word from leaving her lips. “Or?”
He splayed a hand across her abdomen, nearly identical to how it’d been during the photo shoot, and pulled her back against him, ensuring she knew exactly how invested he was in her answer. “Or we see if the chemistry between us is just as potent in the bedroom as it is outside of it.”
Chapter Seven
Cole was either about to get a knee to his groin or have the best sex of his life. There was no in-between, no middle ground. There never was when it came to Sadie.
She was quiet so long, her body frozen in front of him, that he feared he’d read the situation all wrong and his balls were about to pay the price for that error.
But then she dropped her head forward, her fingers curling over the edge of the front desk, and she breathed out a simple plea. “Or.”
That single word might as well have been a shotgun for how Cole sprang into action, gripping her hips and spinning her around to face him, not even waiting until she’d gotten her bearings before cupping her face and crashing his lips down on hers. He groaned as she allowed him entry into her mouth, reveling in her sweetness, subtle hints of chocolate and peppermint on her tongue as she teased him. Before the night was through, he hoped to God he’d get to find out where else she tasted as sweet.
He dropped a hand to her thigh, trailing his fingers along her soft skin and not stopping until he encountered the lace hem of her panties against her ass. With a groan, he gripped a handful of her lush curves and lifted her up against him, encouraging her to wrap her legs around his waist. Desperate to get her closer, to hear her soft whimper when he nipped her bottom lip just like she’d done the other night. Sadie complied without hesitation, the skirt of her dress bunching around her hips and allowing the full heat of her lace-covered pussy to taunt his cock.
“Sadie…” he said against her mouth, barely able to pull back enough to whisper her name. Christ, he couldn’t get enough of this woman. Hadn’t been able to stop thinking about their first kiss since it’d happened. She drove him out of his mind most days, but since their midnight encounter, it had become damn near painful to be in the same vicinity as her and not have her lips against his, her curves filling his hands, her scent in his lungs.
She whimpered, tightened her legs, and ground down even harder against him. He had no idea how she managed to completely eviscerate his self-control—something he prided himself on, but which he was woefully lacking while in her presence—but he probably should’ve been more concerned about what that meant than he was.
While he’d love nothing more than to fuck her right there in the open, possible audience be damned, he figured the other guests might frown upon that, and he didn’t want to damage Sadie’s reputation within her own establishment.
He forced himself to pull away, an astonishing feat considering how tightly she was wrapped around him, her fingers threaded through his hair and her lips hot and urgent against his. “My room?”
“Yes,” she said, without an ounce of hesitation, her tone breathless and urgent.
Her confident response only fueled the fire already raging inside him, licking against his skin. He couldn’t bring himself to pull his mouth from