She could not take her eyes off him as he walked down the hallway. His smile was bright and his voice filled with cheer as he talked to those he passed.
His bright blue eyes were sparkling with the happiness he felt that day and she wanted a piece of that. Hell, she wanted a piece of him.
Without even realizing she let her gaze slide over his form as he walked. She admired the way the tshirt was tight across his chest. Fingertips ached from the desire to slide over that material and feel the strength underneath.
She wondered if his ribs were ticklish like hers. What would his lips taste like? Forbidden fruit she was sure of it. He would be the sweetness of falling into an abyss of desire.
"Like what you see?" he asked as he looked down into her now widening green eyes.
She felt the blush wash over her cheeks. Dear Goddess, she just devoured the man with her eyes as he watched. She wished she could just sink into the floor but then the glint of pure desire his eyes made her pause. Fuck it, she thought and she let her thoughts rush out.
"Yes I most certainly like what I see." she said with a seductive smile. Well she hoped she looked seductive and not weird.
He grinned and stepped closer. His eyes were gazing down into her own and she felt herself melting with desire.
"I am glad because I know I like what I see as well."
Fuck this game playing.
"Then lets go see how good it can get."
His laugh sent shivers of want through her and she lifted a brow tossing a challenge to one man she know would never back down.
"Guess you can't hack it. That's ok. Another time." She said with a exaggerated sigh and turned around to walk away.
"Oh hey wait a minute. I can hack whatever you throw my way." He said as he stepped in front of her path of retreat.
Her brow rose and she looked up at him with a skeptical look.
"Yeah? Follow me." she stepped around him and began to walk towards the door.
A glance back saw he followed, his blue eyes a mixture of anticipation and worry.
What the hell was she doing. This was not good. Forbidden he was. A no touch.
But she could not help herself and she continued onward.
Once they were outside he took the lead.
"Let's walk."
They walked towards the park and chatted about the day's events. She always felt so comfortable in his presence.
He paused under a tree and turned to her.
"And so how good does it get?" He asked with a smirk.
That smirk pissed her off. She would bet he thought she would not do anything.
Fuck that.
Without a word she pressed her small form to his, hands sliding over his cheeks and her lips pressed to his.
She felt his very slight hesitation and then his arms were around her crushing her to his taunt body. His moan of desire was not lost on her and she kissed deeper.
They stood under the tree in the waning light of a fall evening tasting deeply of one another.
He broke the kiss and looked down into her eyes. No words were needed.
He took her hand and led her to his truck.
The night had adventure written all over it.
Later on that night as she sat with her glass of wine staring out the window she said softly.
"Your lips were supposed to taste like forbidden fruit. Yet every breath exchanged between our urgent mouths tasted limitless.
Boundary lines melted the moment our ardent skin pleased with mine to say yes.
"Yes" was the only reply my flesh could utter. Now I am lost."
