Page 52 of Rival Hearts

Ishouldn’t have kissed him, but when he slid his arm around my waist, electricity shivered down my spine and when he said my name like that, so raw and filled with need… I just couldn’t resist.

Damn it, I couldn’t resist Alex Blackwood, no matter what I did.

I hadn’t come to his office for sex. I’d told myself I wouldn’t let him touch me again—being with him was wrong in so many ways. But now that our lips pressed against each other and he touched me like I was the only woman on Earth, I didn’t care about right and wrong. I didn’t care about the consequences or who could catch us. All that mattered was the fire between us and the passion we could unleash when we came together.

“Charlotte,” he breathed, his hand sliding down my back and gripping my ass through my jeans. “You shouldn’t have come.”

“I know,” I murmured against his lips.

He slid his tongue into my mouth, one hand behind my neck, and I felt his other hand move to the front of my pants, tugging at the buttons.

I pulled away, trying to talk some sense into myself. “We’re going to get caught.”

“We’re all alone,” he muttered, kissing down the side of my neck.

“But what if they do?”

“Then they’ll see me making you moan my name.” His voice was low and deep, his fingers still working the button.

“We both know that’s not a good thing.”

He sighed and lifted his head. His eyes were a deep blue, the color of the ocean when they were usually so light and void of any emotion. But there was a lot of emotion in them now. Lust. The kind of need that echoed my own. But there was something else, too. Something that tugged at my insides. Alex was raw and vulnerable, and I couldn’t figure out why.

“If you want to go, you should go,” he said in a gravelly voice.

I hesitated. I didn’t want to go, and that was the problem. I wanted him just as much as he wanted me.

I turned around and walked to the office door. His eyes burned into my back, and I could almost feel the shift in tension, his disappointment. When I looked over my shoulder, his eyes weren’t just filled with disappointment.

His face was riddled with hurt.

I didn’t understand him. One moment, he was hard as nails, cold and calculated, and he wore a suit of armor, which was impossible to get through. And the next, he was so vulnerable, and he looked like he was about to break.

I reached for the door and turned the lock and turned back to Alex. His eyes locked on mine, and for a second, we stood frozen, taking in what I’d just done. I’d given him permission.

Alex took a few long strides, crossing the office, and then he pushed his body against me. He cupped my neck, his fingers tangling in my hair as he kissed me—hard.

His tongue slid into my mouth, and I sighed as he pushed me against the door. His body was muscular, and when he leaned against me, he dwarfed me, his shoulders wide. He was easily a head taller than I was, and he hunched over to kiss me, tilting my head up.

He grinded his erection against my crotch, and heat erupted at my core.

Alex worked his way down my neck, one hand sliding onto my shoulder, and he pushed the ruffled neckline of my top down my shoulder along with my bra strap. He planted a line of fiery kisses on my bare skin, and I gasped.

His lips curled into a smile against my skin, and he pushed my bra down further, exposing my nipple. His thumb teased it, and I moaned, arching my back, pushing my hips against his.

I fumbled with his belt, my hands trembling with anticipation. I undid his pants; his fingers gripped the hem of my shirt and pulled it up and over my head when I lifted my arms.

I stood just in my bra, one strap hanging on my arm. Alex reached behind me and unclasped it, tossing it to the side.

He stared at my breasts. My nipples tightened in the cold air of the room, and Alex dipped his head, sucking one into his mouth. I moaned and pushed my fingers into his hair, and he groaned.

“You make me crazy,” he murmured, lifting his head.

“Then we’re even,” I said breathlessly.

He lowered his mouth onto my nipple again, and I gasped and moaned as he worshipped my breasts, first one and then the other. He sucked me hard before he scraped his teeth over it and sucked on me again. The attention sent sparks of pure pleasure through my body, settling between my legs, making me wetter and wetter.

I was throbbing for him. The pressure built between my legs until I couldn’t stand it anymore.