He might be furious with her teasing if he’d suspected that she was teasing him. But he didn’t think she knew what she was offering. And he damn well wasn’t going to tell her. No way! His mind was too busy wondering what those breasts would look like released from the confines of the harsh sports bra. With his hands holding them, his thumbs rubbing against her nipples….
Oh hell!
He needed to shift his thoughts if he was going to be able to walk out of here. His body would show the world everything he was thinking.
“So why are you afraid of me?” he asked, taking another bite before offering her one as well.
Naya sighed. She was too relaxed to take offense at the topic. She suspected that had been his plan all along, but the wine, the carbs, and the sugar had generated a relaxed state that she couldn’t fight. “Because you’re too handsome and way too sexy for me. And I don’t do casual affairs, while I suspect that you only do casual.”
She had him there. But then again, he didn’t think there would be anything casual between them. He hadn’t ever felt this strongly about a woman. It was both disconcerting and enlightening. He finally understood what all of his brothers had discovered when they’d met their wives.
Not that he was going to settle down. No way! Marriage just wasn’t in his future. There were too many women out there to enjoy. Settling down with just one was an atrocity, in his mind.
He might linger a bit longer on Naya though. He could see many nights of having her delectable body in his arms, in his bed. His imagination was going into overdrive as those nipples taunted him.
“I might surprise you,” he came back.
She shook her head, smiling despite the nerve-wracking topic. “No. I doubt it.”
Naya patted her pockets, taking out the credit card that she always carried with her for coffee breaks. “I have to go,” she said and waved to the waitress. Handing her the credit card, she felt better when Luke growled at her paying the dinner tab. “You’re not buying dinner, Naya,” he snapped and took her credit card out of the waitress’ hand. Standing up, he tossed several bills down on the table, nodded to the waitress who was still standing there looking dumbstruck, then grabbed Naya’s hand, and pulled her out of the restaurant. “You’re determined to be an annoying woman, aren’t you?” he asked.
But he didn’t give her a chance to answer. Instead, he pulled her over to the side of the building, out of the way of the pedestrian traffic and pinned her against the brick wall. She was just about to protest when his mouth covered hers.
This kiss was just as demanding as the one he’d given her earlier this afternoon, but still different. It was like he was trying to impress his will on her, to show her that they would be together.
Whatever his message, Naya was unable to deny him. Kissing him back was her only response. Her hands moved up to his shoulders, hanging on with everything she had. She couldn’t believe how desperate she became when he kissed her. One moment, she was arguing that they would not be together, the next, her fingers were pulling him in closer, wanting more from the kiss.
And boy, did he deliver! His lips moved over hers in an almost defiant manner, his tongue demanding entry and devouring hers when her mouth opened. While her hands were clutching at his shoulders, his hands were slipping underneath her jacket and shirt, smoothing along her skin and making her whimper with need. His hips were pressed against hers and she felt his body’s reaction, thrilled by it, the pressure making her crazier and needing to deepen the kiss.
“Come back to my place, Naya,” he growled out as his lips moved from hers to her neck, causing havoc and sensations so intense, she shivered and cringed at the same time.
She formed the word no on her lips while she leaned her head back, unwilling to take this activity further, but wanting more.
“You won’t regret it,” he urged as his teeth nipped at her earlobe. “I can make you feel incredible!”
Those words, the impact of his teeth and the way his hand was holding steady right underneath her breast, brought back to mind what he really wanted. Sex.