bit her bottom lip as she waited. He could nibble on that lip for her, the devil on his shoulder taunted.
Ethan took a step toward her. “So let me see if I understand what you’re proposing. When I’m done with my service hours, we go our separate ways. No questions asked. No further contact.”
“Exactly.”
“And if I say no?” he asked.
“Then we carry on as before.” When he said nothing, she waved a hand between them. “But I suspect this tension will need to be released eventually. And what happens then? I’ll tell you. We’ll prowl around each other, we’ll undress each other with our eyes. Maybe I’ll imagine what it would be like to have nothing but slick, naked skin between us.” She tilted her head and shrugged. “Not sure where else my thoughts will lead me.”
Ethan wanted to pant. His sweet Gracie played dirty. She might not have been in her element, but she was warming to the task quickly. She was a seductress with a sense of humor. And she’d zapped him of his strength to resist her. What’s more, he was powerless to deny himself the opportunity to feast on her delectable body without the risk of an ugly scene when he walked away.
But he couldn’t forget the lie that would always stand between them. She wouldn’t know his real name. But they would agree never to see each other again. In that case, would his true identity matter?
A series of thoughts ran through his brain. He wasn’t all that impressed with the man he faced in the mirror. A man who made high-level decisions when all he really wanted to do was sit in front of a computer and design software. Somewhere along the line he’d lost that man. He wanted to find him again. She offered him a way to do that—even if it was temporary.
“Let me think about it,” he said.
But he knew damn well he wasn’t going to turn her down.
* * *
Gracie gnawed on her lip as she watched Nic consider her proposal. What the hell had she been thinking? Sure, she’d delivered the proposal with the ease of an experienced femme fatale, but the contents of her breakfast were riding on a roller coaster inside her stomach.
The idea was perfect. Nic didn’t want forever, and she didn’t want forever right now . In fact, she questioned whether a long-term relationship was something she should aspire to anyway. If she didn’t expect forever, she wouldn’t be disappointed when it failed to materialize. Problem solved. Now all she had to do was stay focused on LTN and keep a check on her emotions as she embarked on a tawdry affair with Nic. Well, she hoped it would be tawdry.
What was he thinking about over there? The more he thought about it, the more she became convinced he was going to turn her down. It was time to activate the femme fatale sequence, and Houston better not have a problem this time.
“Nic,” she said.
“Yeah?”
“It occurs to me that if you’re undecided, you might want to get a taste of what you’d be giving up if you turned me down.”
His green eyes clouded, and his nostrils flared. Those were good signs, right? She rounded her desk and stood behind him. Her fingers circled his waist and traveled up to his chest. Then she pressed herself against him, reveling in the contact.
Encouraged by his sharp intake of breath, Gracie’s fingers slid from the solid expanse of his chest to his taut stomach. Her fingers burrowed under his shirt and traced the defined muscles of his smooth abdomen. His muscles contracted as her fingers skated over them.
“Nic?”
“Yeah?”
His voice shook, and Gracie smiled. Definitely a good sign.
“How am I doing so far?” she asked.
“I’m impressed. But I’m not totally convinced yet.”
Gracie trailed a finger down his stomach to the zipper of his jeans. His jeans were no match for the impressive erection that pressed against them.
She moved her hand up and down the contours of his erection, applying gentle pressure at the base of his cock. “Not impressed,
Ethan took a step toward her. “So let me see if I understand what you’re proposing. When I’m done with my service hours, we go our separate ways. No questions asked. No further contact.”
“Exactly.”
“And if I say no?” he asked.
“Then we carry on as before.” When he said nothing, she waved a hand between them. “But I suspect this tension will need to be released eventually. And what happens then? I’ll tell you. We’ll prowl around each other, we’ll undress each other with our eyes. Maybe I’ll imagine what it would be like to have nothing but slick, naked skin between us.” She tilted her head and shrugged. “Not sure where else my thoughts will lead me.”
Ethan wanted to pant. His sweet Gracie played dirty. She might not have been in her element, but she was warming to the task quickly. She was a seductress with a sense of humor. And she’d zapped him of his strength to resist her. What’s more, he was powerless to deny himself the opportunity to feast on her delectable body without the risk of an ugly scene when he walked away.
But he couldn’t forget the lie that would always stand between them. She wouldn’t know his real name. But they would agree never to see each other again. In that case, would his true identity matter?
A series of thoughts ran through his brain. He wasn’t all that impressed with the man he faced in the mirror. A man who made high-level decisions when all he really wanted to do was sit in front of a computer and design software. Somewhere along the line he’d lost that man. He wanted to find him again. She offered him a way to do that—even if it was temporary.
“Let me think about it,” he said.
But he knew damn well he wasn’t going to turn her down.
* * *
Gracie gnawed on her lip as she watched Nic consider her proposal. What the hell had she been thinking? Sure, she’d delivered the proposal with the ease of an experienced femme fatale, but the contents of her breakfast were riding on a roller coaster inside her stomach.
The idea was perfect. Nic didn’t want forever, and she didn’t want forever right now . In fact, she questioned whether a long-term relationship was something she should aspire to anyway. If she didn’t expect forever, she wouldn’t be disappointed when it failed to materialize. Problem solved. Now all she had to do was stay focused on LTN and keep a check on her emotions as she embarked on a tawdry affair with Nic. Well, she hoped it would be tawdry.
What was he thinking about over there? The more he thought about it, the more she became convinced he was going to turn her down. It was time to activate the femme fatale sequence, and Houston better not have a problem this time.
“Nic,” she said.
“Yeah?”
“It occurs to me that if you’re undecided, you might want to get a taste of what you’d be giving up if you turned me down.”
His green eyes clouded, and his nostrils flared. Those were good signs, right? She rounded her desk and stood behind him. Her fingers circled his waist and traveled up to his chest. Then she pressed herself against him, reveling in the contact.
Encouraged by his sharp intake of breath, Gracie’s fingers slid from the solid expanse of his chest to his taut stomach. Her fingers burrowed under his shirt and traced the defined muscles of his smooth abdomen. His muscles contracted as her fingers skated over them.
“Nic?”
“Yeah?”
His voice shook, and Gracie smiled. Definitely a good sign.
“How am I doing so far?” she asked.
“I’m impressed. But I’m not totally convinced yet.”
Gracie trailed a finger down his stomach to the zipper of his jeans. His jeans were no match for the impressive erection that pressed against them.
She moved her hand up and down the contours of his erection, applying gentle pressure at the base of his cock. “Not impressed,
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