She knew she should move, should return to her chair and read the contract word by word, but she couldn’t seem to get her legs to cooperate.
“Here, let me help.” Tag’s voice caressed her nerve endings while his breath grazed her cheek. He was leaning in closer, bending his head down so that his lips were close to her ear, and from this proximity she could feel the warmth of his body like an electric blanket set on high.
She didn’t want his help. At least, not for reading the contract. She’d be happy to accept it though, if he was offering to help her in other ways... namely to sate the maelstrom of lust that was raging like a wildfire in her veins.
She unfolded the paper, turning it right side up and then glancing at the first line.
Her breath caught in her chest.
“Is this even legal?” she asked, her gaze darting to his as he moved back slightly.
“Every word,” he assured her, but she doubted it.
“Length of contract is seven days?”
“That’s just for the exclusive. There’s another clause at the bottom. Be sure to read that.”
She wasn’t even close to the bottom, and she could barely breathe, her body no longer willing to hold herself up as she read all of the raunchy, libidinous things that he intended to “introduce” her to. Nowhere in the contract did it state that she would have to participate, but she had a sneaking suspicion that part was assumed. The funny thing, her body was totally onboard.
“You have to be kidding.” The words spilled out on the breath she managed to hold in.
“Never.” Tag was even closer than before, this time the hard plane of his chest brushing against her fingers where she held the paper in front of her. “You play by my rules for the next seven days, and I promise you won’t be disappointed.”
A week? McKenna wasn’t so sure she’d last seven minutes with this man, let alone seven days. “I don’t understand.”
“What’s not to understand?” Tag took the paper from her hand, placing it on the desk behind her, then tilted her chin up with the tips of his fingers until their eyes met.
And held.
“You want something that I can give you, and in return, I want something from you,” he explained, his voice low and calm, the opposite of everything churning within her as he stood so very close.
“And what do you want?” McKenna asked, trying to eliminate the tremble in her voice.
“You.”
It was then that the room faded, the only thing McKenna noticed was the warmth of Tag’s chest against her breasts, the rigid length of his erection pressing intimately between her thighs, the sultry, intoxicating scent that was so unique to him, and the mesmerizing heat swirling in his green eyes.
The answer should’ve been easy. The exclusive would likely launch Sensations, Inc. into another dimension, and the passion in Tag’s beautiful eyes promised so many things McKenna wrote about for her readers benefit. Now she had the opportunity to experience them with Tag.
Even with the experience she had in the lifestyle, she was still hesitant.
Promiscuous, McKenna wasn’t. Prone to heartache... that was more like it. In fact, she knew that this wild ride Tag would take her on would likely result in another devastating broken heart because she couldn’t resist being pulled into his orbit.
There was no doubt about it – McKenna wouldn’t survive this with her heart intact.
~*~*~
Tag had been hell bent on walking into McKenna’s office, handing her the contract and all but throwing her down on the desk and fucking her blind. But standing here, so close to her, inhaling her sweet, fresh scent and watching the confusion linger in her exotically beautiful eyes had him pausing.
For a woman who exuded such confidence, such drive, he felt the tension course through her veins as easily as he felt the warmth of her body pressed into his. She wasn’t pushing him away, but she might as well have been by the way she looked at him.
Uncertainty.
That’s what he saw when he looked at her. And that dark, possessive beast that lurked just beneath the surface roared loudly, insisting that this was one opportunity he’d been searching for. The chance he couldn’t let pass him by. Because no matter what happened a week from now, Tag had the next seven days to show this woman exactly how hot the fire between them could be stoked.
“Say yes, McKenna.” His fingers lightly brushed down the soft, smooth skin of her jaw, then trailing the long, sleek column of her neck, soaking up the baby soft feel of her skin.
He wanted to put his mouth there; to kiss a path over her warm, fragrant skin as he removed every stitch of her clothing until she stood before him completely vulnerable.