Her breath grew shallow. She moistened her lips. Her body trembled beneath his embrace. Jay sensed her mounting desire as she carefully watched him toy with her ballpoint.
Adjusting his footing, he braced his arms on the counter, caging her between his chest and the sink. Bringing his mouth close to her sensuous neck, he inhaled. He moaned against her throat, and let her rich, sensual scent stimulate his libido.
“And?” he prodded.
Her trapped body slackened against his; her voice wavered. “And…” she continued. “I was staring out the window watching the volleyball game in the pool.” She paused, swallowed hard, and then continued. “The water splashed up and hit the barbecue. When it sizzled and dissipated, my mind began racing.”
He moaned low in his throat. “God, I love how your mind works.”
She tilted her head back. Her expressive eyes were dark and full of urgent need. The furtive brush of her curls against his cheek sent shivers skittering through him.
She gave a breathy, intimate laugh. Her dark lashes fluttered. “Really?”
“Really,” he assured her. God, she was so incredible. An onslaught of emotions made his throat tighten. “Your brilliance amazes me.”
Her gaze shifted back to her papers. “I see.”
No, she didn’t see. She really had no idea what her beautiful mind did to him. “It doesn’t just amaze me, Laura.”
“No?” Her smile was as shaky as her voice.
He pushed against her in a silent message, his thickening cock pressing into the small of her back.
Her breath hitched as sexual awareness arced between them. Brow puckered, Laura glanced at the open bathroom door. Jay read the unease in her body language.
In a bid to ease her discomfort, Jay inched away, shut the door, and set the lock. With slow, predatory movements he stalked back to her. Laura sucked in a tight breath as he resumed his position and pressed his cock into the small of her back once again. He circled his hands around her waist, cushioning her in his arms.
“Now no one can see us, sweetheart,” he murmured into her hair. “I can do all kinds of wonderful things to your gorgeous body and no one downstairs will know.” Everything about her felt so intimate, so right.
When he saw the sparkle in her eyes, he had the answer he needed. Her desires matched his. His hands skimmed her curves and climbed higher to touch her breasts, stroking the undersides through her lacy bra, hoping to make her as crazy and wild as she made him. His thumb jutted out and brushed ever so lightly over her engorged nipples. He acknowledged the way her body practically hummed.
Her fingers curled around the counter. Her cheeks took on a ruddy hue. Gone was the hesitation; in its place existed unbridled lust.
“Someone could come.” Her voice lacked conviction.
He grinned. “Oh, someone is definitely going to come,” he assured her. He felt her shiver at the promise in his words.
A thrill rushed through him as he watched her heated reactions in the mirror. He could feel her heart beat in a crazy cadence. He loved how she responded to him.
Fire and passion flared in her eyes. A sexy whimper sounded low in her throat. Dark hair swung back as her head lolled to the side. Jesus, he wanted her like he’d never wanted another woman before.
In a bold move, she arched her back, forcing his arousal to press harder against her ass. Once again, she met his gaze in the mirror and thinned her lips provocatively. When she looked at him with such need and desire, she made his insides quiver.
A medley of voices floated in through the open window and reached their ears.
He lowered his tone and pressed his lips close to her ear. “Don’t you find it a little exciting doing it here, in the director’s bathroom, with everyone outside?”
The rise and fall of her breasts drew his attention and answered his question. Raw desire seared his blood as his pulse beat in a wild rush.
Her laugh was edgy and churned with passion. “It’s very naughty, Jay.”
Her hypnotic voice tugged at his emotions and gained his concentration. His heart raced. He felt dizzy. Lord, he’d never dealt with these kinds of feelings before. They really threw him off balance.
The sound of her deep, sexy bedroom moan brought his attention back to her.
The room grew thick with the scent of her arousal. As he inhaled her tang, his shaft ached to plunder her, his hands ached to ravish her, his mouth ached to part her twin lips and taste her sweet feminine juices.
“Very naughty, indeed.” He tucked her hair behind her ears and trailed his fingers over her silky neck.
“Tell me, Laura,” he whispered into her hair. “You wouldn’t happen to have a condom in that bag of yours, would you?”
“Afraid not,” she murmured, her voice full of sexual frustration.
“That’s okay, sweetheart, there are plenty of other things we can do.”
The ice cubes in her lemonade clinked together and filled him with wild and wicked ideas. Oh yeah, there were plenty of other, naughty things they could do, all right.
None too gently, he grabbed her hips and spun her around to face him. His desire was reflected in her eyes. He slanted his head until his mouth was only a hairbreadth away from her. Her chestnut locks fell from their moorings and tumbled in silky waves over her slender shoulders. Their aroused scents mingled and saturated the small room.
Dragging his fingers through her hair, he angled her head and fixed his gaze on her perfect crimson lips. A fever rose in him while a thin sheen of perspiration glistened on his skin.
It took effort to speak. “How’s your elbow?”
She blinked, her expression perplexed, her face flushed. “My what?” she asked, apparently confused at the sudden change in subject.
Jay chuckled softly. His chest puffed out. It astonished him that he
