Her hot breasts felt constricted in her bra, and her hips rocked forward and back. Leo’s hand left her breast to move to her jawline. He gently, ever so slowly, pulled back from their kiss.
Was it over? Goodness no, don’t let it be over. She couldn’t open her eyes, not yet.
“Maybe we don’t have a relationship here,” Leo whispered, his lips still so close to hers that his breath tickled them. “Maybe what we have could be called, well, a…convenient arrangement.”
“A convenient arrangement?” Gwen’s eyes fluttered open. While her body wanted to say hell to the yeah, her mind thought a convenient arrangement with Leo sounded like a very bad idea.
“We both acknowledge that we have a mutual attraction for each other.” His hand squeezed her ass and pressed her even tighter to his hard, oh my, very hard cock. “Don’t we?”
She licked her lips and inhaled. “Perhaps.” Her trembling breath made the word sound much less nonchalant than she’d hoped.
Leo’s wicked smile accented the glimmer in his eyes as he leaned back a bit to observe her expression. “Perhaps? Okay, perhaps there’s an attraction.” It wasn’t much of an admission for him to make, Gwen thought. No matter what, he couldn’t hide the erection that pressed against her. Hiding that was like trying to put King Kong in a two-car garage. Nope. No hiding that giant. He leaned forward and kissed her neck.
Her knees wobbled and he tightened his arm around her.
“We both acknowledge that neither of us want a relationship,” he whispered in that sinful voice. “Yes?” Gwen’s heart beat hard against her ribs. She did want a relationship…but it was far too late to say so. She’d played the “you can’t hurt me because I don’t care card” earlier today. She couldn’t go back now. To admit that her I-am-woman-hear-me-roar act had been just that, only an act, would mean feeling horribly uncomfortable whenever she ran into Leo, which seemed to be, right now, every day. So basically for the rest of her life.
“Exactly.” Gwen lifted her chin to look steadily at Leo. “No time, no need, no desire for a relationship. Not that it’s you, Leo. I mean you’re definitely a man with obvious talents.” Gwen gave him the kind of flirtatious-but-detached smile she imagined a practiced vixen would bestow. “But I simply can’t get sidetracked right now. I’m sure you understand what I mean.”
“Really?” Leo said. “You’re completely uninterested? Because last night”—he leaned forward again, his lips so close—“Gwen, you seemed more than a little—”
“Last night was a mistake.” Gwen placed a hand flat on his chest and pushed to create a little breathing room between them. My God, the man’s pecs were made of steel. The desire to dig her fingers into his sweater, yank him forward, and suction her lips to his nearly overwhelmed her. Yowza. Instead, she took a deep breath and pushed even harder against the wall of nearly perfect flesh in front of her. “We both agreed that we wouldn’t talk about it.”
“A mistake only because we didn’t have clarity around the situation.” Leo tilted his head and leaned closer. “Now that we have clarity, I can see that we could, in fact, reach an agreement that could be mutually beneficial.” He shifted his pelvis firmly against hers. King Kong rubbed her kitty.
“Mutually—” A gasp passed over her lips. Electrical pulses tingled through her lady parts and made forming words impossible. She cleared her throat. “Mutually beneficial?”
“You don’t want a relationship, I don’t want a relationship. But this—” Again he ground himself gently against her. My God, if she didn’t have on clothes they’d be doing the vertical mambo. “But you do feel this, right?”
Oh good God, did she feel it. She felt it right between her thighs, pressed against her sensitive lady bits. Her eyelids fluttered closed. Jeez, could she feel more? Her body tightened, her breathing shortened, and—
“Yeah, you feel it too.”
Gwen’s eyelids flipped open. Yes, yes she did feel him, and the electric pleasure that went with his touch, but she certainly didn’t want to. Okay, she wanted to, but she didn’t want the train wreck of what his “mutually beneficial” convenient arrangement would mean, or the inevitable heartbreak to follow. Because while she was ready to play nonchalant tough girl when she saw Leo in public at Travati events and parties and functions, she definitely couldn’t play nonchalant tough girl if she was sleeping with him on the side, like the insatiably horny bunny she actually was where he was concerned.