you can have any woman you want.” “Can I?” I drawled. “What if I want you?” Her fingers curled into loose fists. “You don’t.” “You give yourself too little credit.” I rose and circled the desk until I stood close enough to see the pulse fluttering in her neck. How much faster would it beat if I wrapped her hair around my fist and pulled her head back? If I kissed her until her mouth bruised and hiked up her skirt until she begged me to fuck her? Heat ran to my groin.
