“Looks like you could use a break.”
His head came up sharply, and his mouth fell open. “Simona?”
Simona chuckled inwardly at the stunned expression on his face. She trembled as his heated gaze charted a path down her body, leaving a blaze in its wake, and knew she had made the right decision in coming. “You’ve been working really hard this week, and I’m sure you haven’t gotten much sleep. I think you need a nap.”
“Huh? Wait, what?”
He seemed confused for a moment, then she saw the moment her message clicked in his mind. Something wicked and dark flashed in his eyes, and Donovan was up in the blink of an eye and around the desk. He hauled her into his arms, and his mouth came down on hers...hard. His tongue swirled around hers in a kiss so devastatingly erotic it left her gasping for breath and pulsing everywhere.
She reached up and caressed his cheek. “I came to fulfill my promise,” she whispered against his lips before kissing him again. She captured his tongue and sucked gently, causing a low growl to erupt from his throat.
* * *
Donovan broke off the kiss and lifted his head. He held Simona away from him and feasted his eyes on the vision of loveliness standing before him. When he’d looked up to find her standing in the doorway in that sexy dress, he almost came right then and there. The fire-red strapless dress stopped midthigh and hugged every delectable curve as if it had been created specifically for her. And those red stilettos...he sucked in a deep breath to gain a measure of control.
“Are you ready, baby?”
“I’m ready for anything you have to give. I hope you brought your A-game.”
“Oh, I did, so let’s see who wins,” she said with a sultry purr, tossing her braids over one shoulder.
Donovan went to lock both the outer and inner office doors and came back to find her standing in the same spot. She backed him toward the loveseat, pushed him down and straddled his lap. She looped her arms around his neck, leaned in and nibbled on his bottom lip, teasing and tormenting him. He gripped her thighs, and she pushed his hands away.
“Don’t touch me. Not yet.”
He groaned. “I need to touch you, Simona.”
She smiled and shook her head. “No.” Simona reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head. “I love touching you, Donovan,” she murmured, lightly running her hands over his face, neck, shoulders and chest.
Her warm tongue skated across his chest and along his jaw, exciting him and making his erection throb. He arched up and tried to grind his body against hers, but she moved just out of his reach. She continued to torture him with her hands and tongue until he thought he would explode.
His head fell back against the loveseat. “Baby,” he panted. “I can’t take this. I gotta—” He jerked upright and gasped sharply when she reached inside his shorts and closed her hand around his shaft. She slowly slid her hand up and down his length, and all he could do was grit his teeth to keep from shouting. He couldn’t even begin to explain the passion she aroused in him. Never in all his life had anyone made him feel this way. No other woman. On the verge of coming, he grasped her hand and brought it to his lips. “No more.”
She smiled, hooked her fingers in the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down and off. “Very impressive.” She stood and tossed them to the side.
“Why am I the only one naked?” he asked, scooting forward and caressing her legs. His hands glided along her thighs, under her dress and up to cup her bottom. He froze. “Simona Andrews, where are your panties?” Donovan asked with surprise.
She chuckled. “Are you complaining?”
“Hell, no. But—”
“Good.” She unzipped the dress and let it drop to the floor, leaving her wearing nothing but those heels.
For the second time that night, Donovan’s jaw came unhinged. She straddled his lap, sensuously grinding her body against his. He sank his hands into her hair and fused their mouths together. Their low moans echoed throughout the office. His hands feathered over her back and down her hips to bring her closer. He lifted her hips and prepared to enter her. Suddenly, sanity returned. He didn’t have any protection. What if he pulled out in time? Who was he kidding? But even if she got pregnant...
Whoa! What am I saying? He must be out of his mind to even contemplate tempting fate. Kissing the shell of her ear, he said, “We might have to get creative. As bad as I want to make love to you, I can’t. I don’t have any protection.”