Chapter 23
MAC
I closed the door to the garage apartment behind us, and as I’d held her hand since I helped her from my truck, I tugged her into my arms. And finally fucking kissed her.
We hadn’t said a word on the drive home. I’d had to focus on the road, not her, otherwise I’d have driven onto the curb. She was too much of a temptation, even with her curves hidden behind her coat.
Shifting, I turned us so she was pressed against the door.
What was it about this woman? Her taste. Her scent. Her body. She was fucking intoxicating. Yet, it seemed she’d come to town to mess with my life. The fundraiser. My son. She was even at my dinner table.
Yet, I couldn’t control myself around her. And I was always in fucking control. I had to get in control, and this was the way to do it. To bend her to my every want. To control her in the only way it seemed I could.
So I slid my hand into her silky hair and gave a slight tug.
She moaned.
Fuck yes.
“Like that?”
She blinked her eyes open. “Oh yes.”
“You want it a little rough?”
“Do you do this… or anything else any other way?”
I shook my head, stared at her swollen lips. “No, gorgeous.”
“Good.”
Good. I claimed her mouth as mine because right now, she was. She liked it a little rough, I was the man. I could get used to this, to kissing her. Being with her. This was like my reward for putting up with her insanity. For making my life crazy.
But while all the blood had flowed south to my dick, I had to remember she was just passing through. She wasn’t from Hunter Valley. Wasn’t staying, either. She–and this between us–was temporary.
So I’d kiss and fuck the hell out of her while it lasted.
“Mac,” she whispered against my lips when I finally let her up for air.
“No strings,” I said, working the buttons on her coat open. I was going to see what was beneath that soft blue sweater.
“What?” she asked as her hands dropped and started to open my belt buckle. The same belt I’d used to keep her suitcase closed.
“This. What we’re doing. No strings,” I repeated. “You’re leaving and I can’t–”
“Just sex,” she agreed immediately, her gaze focused on my pants.
I nodded once. Fuck, it was so hot watching how eager she was to get to my dick.
“Just sex."
Good. She understood. Then I went about ridding her of her clothes.