Page 126 of Stolen Kisses

He grunted. "I'm working on that."

“I know you want the best for me, but I can't accept that. You know that, right?"

He groaned. "Now that you know, I'm going to work on convincing you to accept it as a token of my affection."

"Hey, you can’t blackmail me."

His mouth curled up in a grin. "That's not what I said."

I scoffed. "Oh really? You think I don't know what you're doing? You didn’t bring the marshmallows for nothing. You’re not just trying to apologize. You’re trying to convince me, and it won't work."

"You've changed my life in ways I can't even count or explain, Hannah. You’ve changed everything. You simply tilted my world upside down."

Oh my goodness. He was getting at me. When he was swoon-worthy like this, he could talk me into anything.

I rose on my toes, placing my mouth on his, taking him by surprise for once. I kissed him so deeply that he groaned, and he kissed me right back with fervor. It was such a dirty kiss. He moved his tongue in precise strokes, moving his hands under the jacket to my waist and then to my back.

He tilted his pelvis, and I felt him. He was semihard. I was sure of it. It wasn't the zipper of his pants; I could tell the difference between that and his cock.

With a groan, he stepped back. "Hannah, let's talk it out first."

"Nope," I said, kissing his jaw and then going down to his Adam's apple. It was one of the most vulnerable parts of his body.

"Why not?"

“Because you're saying swoon-worthy things. You're very convincing."

He laughed. I felt the reverberation against my mouth. "I think you want to distract me with sex."

I smiled against his skin "Yes. How does it feel when I use your own tricks against you?"

"It's a fucking turn-on," he growled.

I tilted forward, leading the kiss this time, and oh my. I tugged at his polo shirt, but what I actually wanted to do was take it off him. I wanted to touch his skin and feel whenever a groan rocked his body.

Lowering my hands to the hem of his shirt, I slid them inside. I was immediately rewarded with a loud, delicious groan. He was coming undone right here.

He moved to kiss my temple and murmured, "Let's go inside."

"No one can see," I protested.

"No, but they'll hear you."

A bolt of heat coursed through me, gathering between my thighs. His promise was oh-so-delicious, and I knew he would deliver on it.

He moved his hands everywhere: on my ass and upper thighs, then up my rib cage, touching the side of my breast. But I wanted more. I had to be his tonight, utterly and completely.

When I left the office building, I wasn't sure what I needed. Even after coming here, I couldn't find the answer.

But it was simple. I needed Chase. That was all.

He started moving us toward the back door, and I didn't attempt to stop him. I wanted him too much to think straight.

Thank heavens he was taking the lead.

Chapter Thirty-One

Hannah

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