Drew lost track of time until his ears picked up a slight shuffling sound as Raven entered the living room and padded over to where he was working.
“Hey.” She stood next to him and poked him in the shoulder with a finger. The childlike action made his lips twitch with the need to smile.
Humoring her, he dropped his hands from the keyboard and scooted his chair back from the desk just a bit. “Yeah? Did you need something?” Drew could tell his nonchalant attitude was confusing her. Based on the way her full lips turned down in a pout and her brows drew together, he thought it probably pissed her off a little, too.
His cell phone beeped to signal an incoming text. He turned from her to check it, and he saw that it was a quick answer to his email from Jeremiah. OMW, it said. Good. Jeremiah would know how he should handle…this. Looking back at Raven, Drew bit back the urge to smile.
She looked a little uncertain as to what to do now that she was no longer so artfully posed for seduction. She huffed in frustration, and Drew’s hands itched to pull her into his lap.
Turned out he didn’t have to fight that urge because she straddled him. He closed his eyes briefly as he searched for control. He found his body had none as his arousal swelled to meet her. Those bottomless eyes of hers held him transfixed as a small smile played at her mouth.
She bit her plump lower lip and swiveled her hips a little to put just the slightest pressure on his erection. His head fell back against the chair and his hips involuntarily bucked against her. The expression that flickered across her face was that of a hunter who had her prey in her sights.
His brain struggled to process this as all the blood drained to the lower half of his body. When her mouth closed over his, he gave up the fight. The instant their lips touched, a shock of electricity rippled through him. It sizzled under his skin and raised the hair on his arms. Her sharp gasp told him she’d felt it too.
He fell into the kiss, opening for her. Her tongue plunged into the depths of his mouth, each stroke causing his pulse to jump.
Unable to stop himself, he wrapped his arms around her to keep her right where she was. His hands followed the path of her spine and over the rough fabric of her shorts to grasp her softly rounded backside.
He used his grip to jerk her more firmly against him and swallowed her surprised moan. They wrestled for control of the kiss, each with their own motive in mind, until she began to rock against him. Her elegant fingers plunged into his hair. She tugged sharply on his curls, angling his head to deepen the kiss.
He nearly went off like a rocket, going wild beneath her. He rolled his hips to push back against her, broke the kiss to burn a trail of nips and bites down her jaw and throat. He pulled a strangled moan from her as he sucked up a mark on the sensitive skin behind her ear.
The long fall of sable hair fell across his arms where he held her, its silky decadence causing him to shudder. Her hand left his hair to slide down his chest where his shirt lay already unbuttoned. Every molecule of his being focused on the path of that hand as it grazed the quivering muscles of his belly, and lower.
He saw stars shoot behind his closed lids as her hand closed around him in a firm grip, stroking him through his pants. She kept up a driving rhythm that mirrored what her tongue was doing in his mouth. She broke off to graze his pulse point with her teeth as she gave him a squeeze.
A tingling at the base of his spine set off alarm bells, warning him that he was close. He bit his lip hard enough to draw blood. The pain focused him enough to keep from embarrassing himself, but also enough to realize her other hand had left his hair and he could no longer feel it on him.
He felt a slight tickle at his hipbone that caused the blood in his veins to turn to ice. His hand snapped out to catch her wrist as it pulled away from his pants pocket. A tiny key dangled from her grip.
Her eyes went wide as his face hardened, and he glared at her. She’d made him forget. She’d made him want her enough to ignore his instincts and let his guard down. Stupid, but it wouldn’t happen again.
Nudging her off his lap, he stood with his hands fisted and jaw clenched. “Get out,” he said in a voice devoid of all emotion. He would give away nothing. Not anymore.