coming in through the terrace. I get the feeling youâre avoiding the question. Katie, tell me truth. If you donât want me, just say so, and Iâll go back in my room without another word.â
Katie pulled the curtains back over the glass doors. âYes.â
His body stiffened.
âYes, what?â
She turned then. Her beautiful eyes focused on him. âI want you, Mac.â
Before she could say another word he was across the room, but he didnât touch her. Mere inches from her, he kept his hands to his sides.
âYou are in my every waking thought,â he whispered. âMy entire day was spent trying to think of anything but you. It didnât work. I donât do that sort of thing. Iâm at a critical point in my research and for the past year Iâve been consumed with it. Iâm ready to chuck it all just for one more night in bed with you.â
âYou confuse me.â
He couldnât get a read on her emotions. Granted, hewasnât always the best with that sort of thing, but he actually tried where Katie was concerned.
âWhat do you mean?â he asked.
He chanced moving a little closer. When she didnât back away he put his arms around her waist. When she didnât throw him over her shoulder, he took it as a good sign.
âWould you really blackmail me into sleeping with you?â
âIâm a desperate man, Katie. I need you.â
She held her head away so she could see his eyes.
âI have a code I live by. Rules are important to me, Mac.â
She hadnât called him Professor. He pushed her hair behind her ears. Then he leaned over and kissed her cheek. âI know, Katie. But I want you and if firing you is the only way I can make that happen, well, like I said, Iâm desperate enough to try anything.â
She reached up and touched his face. âIf you fired me, who knows who the dean would hire next. I canât let that happen. Technically, itâs better if I sleep with you so I know youâre getting the best.â
âOh, Iâm definitely getting the best.â His fingertips trailed down her cheek to her chin.
Mac propped Katie up on the desk of her suite and slid her T-shirt over her head. âI say we start right here,â he said as kissed his way up her neck. When his mouth reached hers, his hand thumbed her nipple into a taut peak.
Katieâs body quaked with need, her mind reeling from her sudden change of plans where the professor was concerned. How could she possibly deny herselfhis touch? And if it was wrong, why did she crave him more than anything?
âI want it duly noted Iâm doing this under duress and you left me no other options,â she said breathlessly.
âNoted,â he said before unhooking her bra and sliding the lacy bit of cloth off her shoulders. âYouâre so tough on the outside, but this lingerieâ¦â He fingered the lace. âYou arenât always what you appear, Ms. McClure.â Mac tossed the bra onto the chair beside him and his fingers went to work helping her take off her pants.
âIâm exactly as I appear. Thereâs nothing wrong with liking soft things against my skin.â Her voice caught as his hand skimmed her stomach. The truth, though sheâd never share it with him, was she had a secret passion for all things silk. She loved the way the soft folds of material melted against her body.
Once Mac had her completely undressed, he took her nipple in his mouth, his tongue laving circles around it.
âOhhhh,â she moaned. âYouâre making it really hard for me to stay mad at you.â
âBaby, you have no idea what hard is. I wanted to take you right there on the table in my lab this morning.â
When he nipped her nipple gently with his teeth, Katieâs back arched and her hands moved behind her for support.
Mac gave her other nipple equal attention, leaving Katie squirming on
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