Intimate Seduction - Brenda Jackson [56]
He chuckled. “And I’m sure none of them ever found you in their bed. But still, I’m curious as to how long you’ve been with the agency.”
She shrugged. “Long enough.”
“And before that what did you do?”
She wondered why he was asking these questions. “I was in school,” she said, which wasn’t an all-out lie.
“Do you ever plan to go back to school?”
That question was easy enough to answer. “Yes, I plan to go back in the fall.”
He nodded. “That’s good, because I’m a proponent of education.”
He didn’t have to know it but so was she.
“How far along are you in your studies?”
She tilted her head back and looked at him. “Why all the questions?”
“I’m trying to get to know you.”
His response surprised her. “Why?”
Her question was a good one, Donovan thought. Why did he want to know more about Natalie Ford? And especially now when he needed to stay focused on SC. They’d had another meeting in Chance’s office yesterday, and Bas had reported that suspicious activities were still going on and that the Gleeve-Ware formula was still in high demand.
“Donovan?”
His thoughts were pulled back to Natalie. He knew it was insane, totally unreasonable to want a woman so much, but then, maybe it wasn’t. That night his body had responded to her in a way it had never responded to another woman, and even now he wanted to pull her into his arms and kiss her with a passion that had his heart racing. But the wanting, the desire, had to be mutual. It had to be what she wanted too. There was only one way to find out. She had resisted his seduction once, only to come to him on her own terms. Would she do so again? It was a challenge worth probing.
“Yes?” he finally answered.
“Why do you want to get to know me?”
“Come here and find out,” he said, straightening his stance and holding out his hand in an invitation.
Natalie sucked in a deep breath, disgusted with the way her body was responding to Donovan. She moistened her lips before saying in a not so convincing tone of voice, “No.”
“You sure you’re not as hungry to taste me the way I’m hungry to taste you? I want to taste your breasts again, put a nipple in my mouth and make love to it with my tongue. And then the icing on the cake is when I taste you there in your very feminine place. You don’t know how much I want to savor that particular spot again.”
The man was killing her softly with his words. She could feel herself getting drenched between the legs. “We agreed that night was supposed to be one and done. It was just a one-night fling,” she heard herself say in a breathless voice.
“Did we? Was it? And don’t we have the right to change our minds if it suits our needs, our purposes and our wants?” he asked.
Should they change their minds? she wondered. And who would they hurt if they did? They were both adults who had to answer to no one. And there was no way she could deny how much she enjoyed him as a lover. So why was she fighting her desire for him? Farrah thought a full-fledged affair with him was just the thing Natalie needed, an affair that lasted as long as they wanted it to, at least until she returned to Princeton. And like Farrah had said, denying him was easier said than done.
But then there were those emotions she was trying hard to keep at bay, emotions that swamped her whenever she thought about him, or was around him, like now. She studied his features and saw the intensity in his penetrating gaze. Yes, they had the right to change their minds. She eased out of the chair and took a step toward him and placed her hand in his.
“No promises,” he said, pulling her closer into his arms.
She understood and she agreed. “No promises,” she repeated, realizing at that moment with a sinking heart that she was slowly drowning in emotions he was stirring within her. Emotions she’d never felt for another man since Karl. Emotions she couldn’t fight any longer.
A moan flowed from her throat when he captured her mouth with his. Immediately his taste set her entire body on fire. When he deepened the kiss with a