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up the space between them.
He feathered his fingers along her jaw. The man clearly refused to
take “no” for an answer. “I should have done this the moment you
handed me your damn resume.”
    Wyatt didn’t simply pull her against him;
his mouth slammed down overs hers, intense, fierce, commanding. And
for all that she wanted to resist, she couldn’t. She reeled in the
scent of his cologne and hardness of his mouth and body. He pushed
her back against the wall, not stopping until his tongue thrust
past her lips, fiery and demanding. She tilted her head up, opening
her mouth to him as he sensually sucked her bottom lip, licked
across her mouth, and incited her to return his kiss.
    The crash of his mouth had unhinged her
resistance. He didn’t simply kiss her. He possessed her. All
thoughts dissolved. Every plan she’d had paled in significance.
    Her skin tingled under from
his touch as she longed for him to do more. Much, much more; for a
moment, she considered the million what
ifs . She rocked against him, aching for
him to overpower her refusal, and bend her to his will.
    A woman exited the front of the restaurant,
waving a manila envelope. “Excuse me, Mr. Herndon? Wyatt
Herndon?”
    He arched a brow at her,
and then moved apart with a labored exhalation. He clasped his hand
at her waist, squeezing with a silent promise to return to the
current subject .
    “ Yes. How may I help
you?”
    “ Elite Courier. Your office
sent these over expressly for you, sir. Sign here.” The woman held
out a digital clipboard with a stylus.
    He pressed his lips together, signed the
screen, and returned the board to the messenger. He took the
envelope and half-heartedly muttered, “If only I’d bet something
besides my damn ego.”
    “ I’m more than impressed.
Not many people command such an efficient staff.”
    “ More importantly, I hope
this proves I keep my word.” He held out the envelope. “I believe
these are for you. And that’s only the beginning in our lesson on
establishing your trust in me. Come, you’ve more to
learn.”

 
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Six
     
    Wyatt walked alongside her,
muted by lust, and fought the urge to haul her against him,
convince her that the idea of letting him fuck her was brilliant.
There was something almost tangibly tantalizing about Marissa.
Irresistible. From the moment he’d seen her bio online to meeting
her in person, he had known— he had to
possess her .
    Damn, he wanted to disappear with her. But
no, he had to give her the damned architectural drawings to review.
He’d basically sent her in the wrong direction from his bedroom.
Instead of piling on more work for Marissa, he should have phoned
Sinclair, and had him take over the sale. To free her up so they
might explore more compelling terrain. Say, her naked body.
    Hell, what he should be doing was persuading
Marissa to toss aside whatever kept her tied to a set of moral
precepts that were woefully wrong. Now, him between her legs, well
that was alright, all the way.
    Her lush body called out to him, galvanizing
his cock into an iron pipe. Another close encounter with her and
he’d bust apart at every seam. He wanted Marissa with a greedy
hunger that bordered on madness.
    Inside his car, her fragrance swam around
him. She pulled the seat belt across her chest, giving him a view
of one creamy breast. He coughed and forcibly cranked the shifter,
throwing his vehicle into first gear. He released the clutch. The
image of her naked flashed into his mind. He pulled away from curb
consumed by his imagination.
    “ Watch out!” Marissa
grabbed his arm.
    He stomped on the brakes, in time to avoid
sideswiping a pick-up truck. “Sorry, I’ll concentrate, beginning
right now if you can adjust your shirt.” He glanced over at her
before she had the chance to cover her breast. Christ, his cock
thickened inside his pants.
    Her face colored as she pulled at her
collar. “If that was part of your trust lesson, I think we