Surprise marred her features. “What dream?”
Without thinking, he lifted his hand, tracing a heart shape over her breast. This had taken a hard turn. Her nipple immediately beaded, and she gasped but didn’t pull away. From his view above her, her chest rose and fell at an accelerated speed. It could’ve been fear. He glanced over, meeting her gaze.But it isn’t.Addison’s attraction, much like his own, had been obvious from the moment they’d seen each other. Even his harsh words to her and her revival of his grief hadn’t changed the mutual desire on both sides.
“You’re her only physical connection to Knox. You ain’t taking that from her.”
Addison drew in a deep breath. “You want me to stay for Cleo?”
Cross slid his finger over her collar bone and up her neck, curving his palm around her jaw. He refused to answer her, but if she read his body language, she’d know.
“Look, I don’t know what’s happening right now, but…”
“We’re eye fucking again, baby.”
Her lips twitched.
“You’re gonna come to the club party tomorrow night. You’re gonna be there by ten.”
She knitted her brows. “Is that an invitation?”
“No.” He leaned closer. “It’s me telling you, you’re gonna be there.”
She squinted and sucked in a breath when he dragged his thumb over her jawline.
“I can’t.”
“Yes, you will.”
“No, I mean, I’m working.”
“No, you’re not.”
She snorted with a smile. “Ask Barry, I’m on the schedule.”
“And I’m gonna tell Barry you’re not.”
“Cross.” She pressed her hand against his chest. “What are we doing here? Besides the eye fucking.”
He fought against a smile and lost. But she was serious.
“You want to know Knox better, right? Then I’m offering you time with his family.”
Her throat bobbed. “And you?”
He lowered his chin. “Yeah.”
Her cheeks pinkened and the corner of her mouth spiked.
“Okay, but I’d still appreciate an invite as opposed to an order.”
Cross smirked, leaning even closer with their lips only a breath away, whispering. “Yeah?”
“Uh-huh.”
He wouldn’t give her what she wanted. But he was going to take what he wanted. Cross closed the gap between them, taking her mouth for a kiss. Her soft, full lips moved over his without hesitation. Kissing had never been on his list of things he enjoyed with women. It was merely foreplay leading up to the real entertainment.
Until now. This wouldn’t lead anywhere. At least, not tonight. But he wasn’t stopping anytime soon. Kissing her had his blood rushing through his veins and an incessant need to have her closer. He wasn’t the only one with that thought.
Addison grabbed his waist, tugging him closer when he dipped his tongue between her lips. A soft moan sounded, and he tightened his hold over her jaw. It usually took a lot more than a kiss to get him hard, but his cock strained against his zipper, and he pressed her body flat against the wall. He shifted his angle over her mouth and sunk deeper between her lips, tangling his tongue with hers and tasting her warm breath.Fuck!If they kept this up much longer, one of two things would happen. He’d embarrass himself.Not fucking happening. Or? He’d be occupying one of the private rooms. Neither was an option, and he knew it. Not with her.