nearly there when I noticed the Lt. Colonel staggering toward us from the
elevator on the opposite side of the hallway. I thought fast on my feet and did
the only thing I could do—and quite frankly the only thing I’d wanted to do
since I saw Skyla in her hotel room. I grabbed her face and kissed her with
such intensity it took my breath away.
closer to me, I deepened the kiss; flicking my tongue over hers, a low groan
escaped my lips. Up to this moment, I hadn’t realized just how much I’d missed
her lips on mine, craved the taste of her. In that moment, I realized how it
must feel for an addict when he gets his fix. Her hands curled into my hair and
as I looked into her face, I was shocked at what I saw there. She wanted me, I
could see it in her eyes, feel it in the hands that were roaming my back. She
was so close to me that I could feel her heart racing beneath the thin material
of her dress and frantic need overwhelmed me.
I ran my
hands down her waist to her tight ass and pulled her hips flush with mine, my
cock pressed against her stomach. When she closed her eyes and whimpered ever
so softly, I started walking us toward Stephenson’s room. I would have her, I had to have her. A sound penetrated the
haze of lust and without breaking the kiss, I flicked my eyes in the direction
of the sound. The Lt. Colonel had just stumbled into his room and was closing
the door. It was as though a bucket of ice was thrown over me.
hell was I doing? And what was she doing kissing me back that way? She was Trent’s.
shot out to Skyla’s shoulders and I pushed her back. The surprise and hurt radiating
from her face fueled my anger. I wanted to hurt her the way she hurt me—show
her what it felt like to have her feelings disregarded.
there, tiger, I know Trent’s been away for a while and you are . . .
frustrated . . . but I’m not into my brother’s sloppy seconds.” I
watched the deep red flush creep up her neck and knew I’d gone too far, but I
couldn’t stop myself. Forcing a chuckle from my throat, I walked away, leaving
her gaping after me.
hell, Jensen?” Skyla yelled, grabbing my shoulder and catching me off guard, so
my back slammed into the wall. She jabbed her finger into my chest and all I
could do was blink at her. “You kissed me,
your hands were all over me!”
I pulled my
lip into an arrogant sneer I didn’t feel. The same look I’d given her countless
times to hide the pain. I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear. I felt her
shiver and loaded my voice with contempt. “Don’t get your panties in a bunch.
Stephenson was coming and I had to do something to save us from suspicion. We’re
on an assignment, Sky. Not a real date. Don’t get pissy with me because you got
carried away by a simple kiss.”
came around to slap me across the face but I saw it coming and grabbed her
wrist. Squeezing hard, my eyes narrowed into thin slits as I looked down at
yourself, Skyla, we wouldn’t want Trent to pick on the underlying
. . . tension between us now would we?” Seeing the look of panic on
her face, I added bitterly, “Don’t worry, I won’t tell if you don’t. I mean,
what’s one more secret between us, right?”
my heel, I left her there to glare after me and descended the stairwell to the
ballroom. I fucking hated myself.