Thirst (The Calvettis of New York 1) - Page 50

I listen even though I don’t want to know more.

“We burned out quickly,” he says hoarsely. “I haven’t crossed that line since. I haven’t wanted to until now.”

A shiver runs through me. I want to cross it too even though we haven’t defined it yet. I’m not even sure I’ll partner with him, so what’s the harm in taking all the pleasure I know he’s offering?

“Let me make it crystal clear to you, Dexie.” He shifts to face me. “Tomorrow, I want you as my business partner.”

“And tonight?” I murmur.

“Tonight, I want to kiss you.”

Chapter 30

Dexie

The deep timbre of his voice sends a wave of desire through me. His words spark a heated rush.

He cups my face in his hand and stares into my eyes. “Just a kiss, Dexie. I’m not asking for more.”

He may not be asking for more, but my body wants so much more. I squirm in the chair, the metal squeaking beneath my movement.

“Fuck these uncomfortable chairs,” he says sighing, his hands sliding to mine.

He glides to his feet, tugging me up along with him.

I stand on shaky knees, wishing that kiss would have happened.

I don’t want that moment to be lost.

He looks down at me; his expression schooled in thought. “You’re quiet. Tell me what’s racing through that beautiful head of yours.”

My gaze drops to his lips. “You want to kiss me.”

“You want to kiss me,” he repeats, his lips pulling into a soft smile.

I nod without giving it any thought. I don’t want to think about what ifs and whether he’s the best business partner for me.

“Now?” he asks as his hands slide up my body until one is wrapped around the back of my neck, the other resting on my hip.

I glance at the floor before I gaze back up and into his searing blue eyes. I reach forward to touch him for the first time.

My fingertips play over the muscles of his forearm, sliding up his bicep until I reach his strong shoulder.

I answer his question with a tilt of my head and a brush of my bottom lip with my tongue.

His breath escapes him in a heated rush as he leans forward and presses his soft lips to mine.

His hand moves from my hip to my back, luring me silently closer. I inch forward on my feet wanting to erase any distance between us.

He wants the same. He groans into my mouth when my lips part and I press my body into his.

I can feel his arousal. I know he can sense mine.

My nipples are hard, my core aching to be touched, to be taken in the same way he’s taking my mouth.

I whine from the sheer need I feel.

He growls, his hands tightening, his kiss deepening.

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