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back to bite him in the ass. What kind of moron confided relationship details to a woman? How could he have forgotten that she was a them and he was an us? What had he been thinking?
Actually, he knew what he’d been thinking: that it was great to talk to Izzy because she was so earthy. That he could be himself with her. That it was nice to have a female perspective on sex and dating. That she didn’t judge him.
Hah.
Well, she was judging him now, wasn’t she? Served him right for being such a major jackass as to confide secrets that shouldremain strictly within the Universal Brotherhood of Players. Shit . He should have his membership card revoked.
The funniest thing about this whole discussion, not that any of it was really funny, what with his groin about to explode and all, was the fact that any one of the hundreds of women he’d dated over the years would think that her fairy godmother had granted her fondest wish if Eric indicated just the slightest interest in developing a relationship. Any other woman would have been thrilled with this opportunity to be with a rich, handsome and, let’s face it, fun-to-be-with CEO like him. Thrilled.
And here was Isabella about to wet her pants with laughter.
Ironic. That was the word he was looking for.
Driven to the limits of his endurance and about a hundred miles beyond, he snapped. With no conscious thought whatsoever, he took Isabella by the shoulders and, ignoring her startled squeak, swung her around until he had her backed into the far corner. Once there, he held her hand to his erection, forcing her to stroke him.
“Here’s the thing, Isabella.” Leaning in nice and close, he licked and bit her ear as he spoke. “I don’t really think this is a laughing matter.”
But her amusement had already vanished without a trace, and he found this supremely gratifying. Those dark eyes rolled closed, her head fell back, and she made the most delightful sound of excitement.
Without his encouragement her fingers tightened around him as though she needed this touch between them as much as he did. Even so, he did not let go, but flattened her palm against him, making the caress rougher. Perfect . Shuddering now, drunk on her, he murmured her name again and again.
After moments of this glorious torture, though, she came to her senses, which was more than he could do. Opening her eyes, she tried to pull back her hand, but he held tight.
“Eric, please.” That sexy voice saying his name drove him wild. “We are in a vet’s office .”
“I don’t give a shit.”
Lowering his head, he took her delicious mouth, stroking deep, long and hard, and she answered with a ferocity that matched his. Only the sound of a nearby door slamming—probably from one of the examining rooms down the hall—brought any sanity back to the proceedings.
He broke away and cursed. “I want you,” he panted.
“You can have me.”
Yeah, he could tell. She was soft and pliant and a hot, urgent passion glittered in her eyes. This new thing between them, whatever it was…she wanted it as much as he did.
“I want you for more than one night,” he told her, desperate to reach an accord. “I want to see what’s here.”
Like magic, her body went rigid and the glow in her face died. At the thought of being with him for any extended period of time, she withdrew completely, as though he’d suggested bigamy or murder. When she spoke, her voice was cold, her tone absolute.
“One night is all I’m offering.”
That same black anger came back, making Eric feel wild, desperate and unhinged. So she could make love to him and walk away. She could be clinical and detached about what would be a life-changing event for him. She could slam the door in his face, leaving not the slightest glimmer of hope, when he needed her this badly.
“Screw that, Isabella.”
Touching her now seemed like a punishment rather than the gift he wanted more than any other. Leaving the building was his only option
Actually, he knew what he’d been thinking: that it was great to talk to Izzy because she was so earthy. That he could be himself with her. That it was nice to have a female perspective on sex and dating. That she didn’t judge him.
Hah.
Well, she was judging him now, wasn’t she? Served him right for being such a major jackass as to confide secrets that shouldremain strictly within the Universal Brotherhood of Players. Shit . He should have his membership card revoked.
The funniest thing about this whole discussion, not that any of it was really funny, what with his groin about to explode and all, was the fact that any one of the hundreds of women he’d dated over the years would think that her fairy godmother had granted her fondest wish if Eric indicated just the slightest interest in developing a relationship. Any other woman would have been thrilled with this opportunity to be with a rich, handsome and, let’s face it, fun-to-be-with CEO like him. Thrilled.
And here was Isabella about to wet her pants with laughter.
Ironic. That was the word he was looking for.
Driven to the limits of his endurance and about a hundred miles beyond, he snapped. With no conscious thought whatsoever, he took Isabella by the shoulders and, ignoring her startled squeak, swung her around until he had her backed into the far corner. Once there, he held her hand to his erection, forcing her to stroke him.
“Here’s the thing, Isabella.” Leaning in nice and close, he licked and bit her ear as he spoke. “I don’t really think this is a laughing matter.”
But her amusement had already vanished without a trace, and he found this supremely gratifying. Those dark eyes rolled closed, her head fell back, and she made the most delightful sound of excitement.
Without his encouragement her fingers tightened around him as though she needed this touch between them as much as he did. Even so, he did not let go, but flattened her palm against him, making the caress rougher. Perfect . Shuddering now, drunk on her, he murmured her name again and again.
After moments of this glorious torture, though, she came to her senses, which was more than he could do. Opening her eyes, she tried to pull back her hand, but he held tight.
“Eric, please.” That sexy voice saying his name drove him wild. “We are in a vet’s office .”
“I don’t give a shit.”
Lowering his head, he took her delicious mouth, stroking deep, long and hard, and she answered with a ferocity that matched his. Only the sound of a nearby door slamming—probably from one of the examining rooms down the hall—brought any sanity back to the proceedings.
He broke away and cursed. “I want you,” he panted.
“You can have me.”
Yeah, he could tell. She was soft and pliant and a hot, urgent passion glittered in her eyes. This new thing between them, whatever it was…she wanted it as much as he did.
“I want you for more than one night,” he told her, desperate to reach an accord. “I want to see what’s here.”
Like magic, her body went rigid and the glow in her face died. At the thought of being with him for any extended period of time, she withdrew completely, as though he’d suggested bigamy or murder. When she spoke, her voice was cold, her tone absolute.
“One night is all I’m offering.”
That same black anger came back, making Eric feel wild, desperate and unhinged. So she could make love to him and walk away. She could be clinical and detached about what would be a life-changing event for him. She could slam the door in his face, leaving not the slightest glimmer of hope, when he needed her this badly.
“Screw that, Isabella.”
Touching her now seemed like a punishment rather than the gift he wanted more than any other. Leaving the building was his only option
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