She sounded a bit uncertain. Dropping the gym bag to the floor, I walked closer to her. “I like that a lot about you, Tess. Just as I like everything else. I’ll sign this morning, along with Becca and David. Then we can have a general meeting.”
“So, should I come back later with Skye? When you...have more clothes on?”
I smirked. “You have a problem with my outfit?”
“Yes. Your abs are on display. You know how distracting that is? All I can think about is touching them. Licking them.”
Fuck, is she trying to kill me? I was going to get a hard-on if she continued. Something told me that not only was Tess all on board with the contract, but she’d also made up her mind about us. And she was letting me know in her usual overexcited way.
I stepped even closer. “Tess...you can’t say those things to me right now.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m not going to have you on my desk while I’m sweaty from a run.”
Her eyes widened before she narrowed them. “I see. So you like flirting, but only on your terms?”
“Yes.”
“See, that doesn’t work for me.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “You don’t know how to handle me right now, do you?”
“No,” I admitted with a laugh.
She lifted her hand, touching my chest. I clasped her wrist and then the other. Her eyes widened as I held her arms to one side and covered her mouth with mine. She tasted like maple syrup and coffee, and I wanted to taste her all over. I explored her mouth until I felt her squirm, then heard her moan. I held her hands firmly, kissing her on my terms. I also didn’t want her touching me like I knew she wanted, because I had a raging hard-on already. She parted her thighs, accommodating me. I groaned in her mouth, letting go of her hands. I needed to explore more than her mouth. And I desperately needed her to do the same with me.
I pulled back only long enough to say, “Touch me. Tess, fuck. Touch me,” before kissing her again.
She slipped her hand between us, touching my erection. I nearly exploded at the contact. She teased me, rubbing two fingers up and down. I pressed her ass against the edge of the desk.
This was torture. Pure torture. Kissing her felt so good, but touching her waist and thighs was not nearly as satisfying. She had too many clothes on. I moved my hand lower from her belly, applying pressure as I went farther down. I touched her clit over her clothes, and her knees buckled. She whimpered, tugging at my drenched shirt with her free hand. Then she slipped her hand under it, tracing the lines of my abs with her fingers, just as she’d promised. I was determined no
t to let her mouth anywhere on my body, because there would be no holding back then.
It wouldn’t take much to make her come. She was even more on edge than I was. But I didn’t want the first orgasm I gave her to be like this—quick, while she was still clothed.
I wanted it very dirty and very hard, but not here in the office. I moved my hands back up her body. I was learning every curve even over her clothes, and I couldn’t wait to explore them again when she was naked. She protested, taking her own hand away as well...but then she rolled her hips, grinding against my erection, and I nearly toppled over her.
“Tess, babe.”
She brought her hand to the waistband of my shorts, but I stopped her, looking her straight in the eyes.
“Not here.” My voice was rough, like I hadn’t used it in a while. I wanted to do things the proper way with her, and a quickie at the office definitely wasn’t the way to start things. She deserved better. We were both acting on instinct right now, but I wanted to romance her a little first. I’d never even done that before, but I was certain she’d like it. She was special to me in a way no one had been before.
I pulled away, taking a step back so I wouldn’t completely lose my head. “Tonight, I want us to celebrate signing the deal. Just you and me.”
She nodded, eyes slightly hooded. I felt victorious. The ink was dry on the papers, and nothing was going to stop me from making Tess mine.
Chapter Thirteen
Tess
The rest of the day was a little insane. Liam texted me right after I left that they all signed, and we agreed on the following morning for the general meeting. I had Liam on my mind constantly, and there was no getting him out. I still felt his lips on mine, his hands on my body. We agreed to meet at seven o’clock in front of the store, and I might have been counting down the hours...and minutes. I was so giddy!
I thought I’d have all day to play around with customization options and reminisce about that sexy-as-hell way he pushed me against his desk and kissed me like there was no tomorrow.
But in the afternoon, I discovered we had one hundred mismatched orders. Our online shop hadn’t recorded some sales. The girls had double-checked all of them and inserted any missing items, but I had to repack them. I was really looking forward to having a better website. This one often crashed or just registered orders wrong. Since the orders had to be shipped tomorrow, I only had today to sort them out. No way was I going to be ready at seven.
I didn’t want Liam to think I was playing hard to get, so I snapped a picture of the boxes and sent it to him.