Night Pleasures. Jule Mcbride

had gone crazy. Selena was vibrating with a need she was desperately trying to hold back. “Are you concerned because we’re coworkers?”

      She shrugged. “I’m not sure what I feel,” she said honestly.

      Tilting his chin, he lowered his head and angled his lips so they hovered over hers. “Why don’t I decide for you?” he murmured. And then he simply covered her mouth with his. The pressure was slow and sweet, his tongue warm and probing. He’d meant it to be a gentleman’s first brief kiss, but need hit him hard, slamming into him with a swift punch as her soft breasts pressed against the wall of his chest. He felt the tips tighten, the sudden flutter of her heart.

      “What are you doing to me?” he whispered, cradling her hips to his so she could feel how badly he needed her. Against her mouth, still savoring her taste, he raggedly added, “Home. Come home with me, Selena.”

      To his surprise, she whispered, “Yes.”