Page 53 of Thiago

“You do the same to me, Thiago. It’s impossible to think when I’m around you,” India admitted in a soft voice.

He dipped his head and took her mouth, and she immediately opened to him. She tugged on his tie until the Windsor knot was undone, and she could continue undressing him by opening his shirt.

“No, not here,” he said huskily.

Without warning, he scooped her up and tossed her over his shoulder.

India squealed softly, laughing and kicking her feet. “You’re a barbarian,” she said.

He marched over to the conference table and nudged the chair at its head out of the way with his foot. Then he carefully placed her on the cool glass surface.

“I’m going to Brazil on business in a couple of weeks. I want you to come with me,” he said.

India leaned back on her hands, watching with interest as he finished unbuttoning his shirt. “Why?”

“Because we could stay a couple of extra days and spend the weekend together.”

The unexpected invitation made her heart race. After her disappointment about the flowers yesterday, his offer excited her.

“Is that a request?” she asked to toy with him.

“It is an order,” Thiago replied, tossing his shirt on the chair he’d moved aside. “Say yes.”

“So I don’t have a choice?”

He stepped between her open legs, and she held her breath in anticipation of their lips touching.

“No,” Thiago said, looking down at her with arrogant confidence.

“This is what I’m talking about when I say you’re mean.” Her fingers fisted in his undershirt to keep him from moving away.

He laughed softly, and his warm breath feathered across her face, causing a throbbing ache between her thighs. She wanted him desperately. Perhaps because they’d been so careful in the past, making sure not to touch to avoid getting caught or raising suspicion. Now, here they were, about to have sex in his office—an act so forbidden, she was practically panting with lustful excitement.

“I need an answer,mujer,” he said in a low tone. His authoritative voice sent thrills up her spine.

“I’m open to the idea, but I have nothing to do with the Latin American region. If we’re both gone at the same time to Brazil, it might look suspicious to the staff.”

“Who cares what they think? No one would dare comment about our trip to our faces.”

Good point.

“Youare going to take time off and enjoy the weekend?”

“When was the last time you went on vacation?” Thiago asked, placing his hands on either side of her hips.

“It’s been a while,” India admitted.

“For me too, and though this is only a few days, it is better than nothing. Unless you don’t want to join me.” Consternation creased his brow.

“No, I absolutely want to. I love the idea.”

“But?”

“No but. I admit to being surprised by the offer, but I want to go. It will be nice to get away, and I’ve never been to Brazil.”

Thiago’s tongue teased her bottom lip. “You are my woman. This should not be a surprise.”

You are my woman. Were there any sexier words in the English language?