He turned away.
“Don’t go,” she pleaded.
“I’m not going anywhere, Sweetheart, I promise.” He went to the window and shut the sheers so that they had privacy but still let in the light. He went over and cranked down the AC and checked for the third time that the door was locked. Daisy was lying up on her elbows, watching him. She had a vulnerable look on her face. It killed him.
“Okay, this stops here, Honey.”
“What?”
He sat down on the side of the bed and cupped her cheek. “I know something bad happened, and you’re looking for some way to put it behind you. I get that. Hell, I’ve been in your shoes, no judging here. But now it looks like you’ve changed your mind, and that’s okay too.”
She struggled to get into a sitting position and when she did her eyes were spitting fire. “Well, I’m sure glad there’s no judgment on your side. This isn’t just some mindless need to have sex with the first man who walked through the door, Leo Perez. I don’t know what in the hell you’ve done in your past, but I’ve been a whole hell of a lot more discriminating and I’ve wanted you since I saw you in the embassy, but I’ve really liked you since we had lunch.”
Leo couldn’t help but smile.
“Damn right you should smile. Not many men make it into my bed. I might be using you for the moment, but I was planning on doing this before I got all upset and needy. But by all means, let’s call this off…” her voice shook.
Ahh, God, he could see tears beginning to form in those storm-cloud-colored eyes of hers. He pulled her into his arms again.
“Daisy. My Daisy. You’re damn right you were going to end up in bed with me. It was destined since the embassy conference room.”
She didn’t say anything as she burrowed in closer, her face tight against his neck.
This time he wasn’t going to fuck it up. He was going to make love to this beautiful woman, then he was going to get her to open up to him. He cupped the back of her head and tipped her back for another one of those soul-defining kisses. But before he got too lost, he reached down with his other hand and started to untie his boot laces. He needed to climb into bed with her. Right. Now.
She pulled away. “What are you doing?” her eyes were dilated, and almost black.
“Taking off my boots.”
She smiled brightly. “Good idea. Naked.” As his fingers were working on his bootlaces, she began to work on the fastening on his pants, which was not helping a damn thing!
“Daisy, I need to get my boots off first before I can get my pants off,” he complained.
“You’re not fast enough,” she purred.
He looked down at her flushed, smiling face and grimaced. Yep, she was going to be the death of him. “Why don’t you stand over there by the desk and very slowly take off your sleep shirt? Very, very, very slowly,” he suggested.
Her smile turned sexy. She slid off the bed, while he watched and fumbled with taking off first one boot and then the other. He tossed them across the room, then his socks. He stood and grabbed his wallet out of his pants and put it on the nightstand so he’d have the condom ready, then he stood stock still as Daisy started to sway side-to-side, as she began lifting the sports shirt up and up and up, over her tummy, so that her breasts began to show, then he saw the most beautiful pink nipples. He kept looking between her face and her breasts and her white panties, and back again. He was on overload.
Daisy knew it too. He could tell by the look on her face she was enjoying putting on a show for him.
“Take it off,” he demanded in a husky voice.
“Make me.”
Oh, he wasn’t about to do that. It would ruin the fun.
He sat down on the bed and narrowed his eyes, watching her intently. She swayed even more.
“You’re gorgeous. I can’t wait to see all of you. Your skin is beautiful, it gleams in the sunlight. Your breasts are perfect, songs could be written about your breasts. But Honey, it’s your sultry smile that does me in. Take off your shirt and come to me.”
She slowly pulled it over her head, and her brown hair tumbled down around her shoulders. There was no hesitancy in her eyes. She was a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to go after it. He was enthralled as she sauntered over to him.
“Stand up,” she commanded.
Of course, he did. She looked up at him. “We’re doing this, right?”
“Oh yeah,” Leo agreed. He put his hands on her shoulders and stroked them down her arms until he tangled his fingers with hers. Such small hands that took care of so much. Her lips were shiny, plump, and pretty. Leo couldn’t resist the invitation.
He bent his head and took all she offered. He licked at her lips, tasting her, savoring her. When she didn’t immediately open, he gently nipped at her plush lower lip. She gasped and he took advantage, thrusting his tongue inside the warm cavern of her mouth. Kissing Daisy was like jumping
