"Dammit, Jake! I can't do this! I can't be your dirty little secret, and I can't be part of this team with you."
"Why? You're one of us. An elite. You belong with our group." Jake looked sincere, she'd give him that. He believed every word he was saying. What he didn't understand, what she couldn't tell him, was that if she let herself become part of his team and let him into her life, when they split, Jake could very well be the kind of man to take her heart with him.
"Because I just can't," she snapped. "I don't sleep with co-workers. It's awkward when it ends, and in this business, awkward equals dead!"
"Haven't you figured out yet I'm in this for the long haul? This thing between us isn't something everyone experiences, and I'm not an idiot. I'm not throwing it away, so no need to worry about anything being awkward at work."
"Bullshit," she spat. "Bullfuckingshit! I've seen the women hanging all over you when we were in Rafe's club. I know the kind of women who gravitate toward men like you, and I know what kind of man you are, Jake Carver. I'm not your type."
He lunged for her, circling her throat with his hand, and pressed her back against the wall. It was like someone punched her in the gut the lust hit her so hard. This was the male she longed for. Dominant. Willing to take what he wanted.
Baring his teeth, he loomed over her, leaning close to look her in the eyes. "What kind of woman do you think I want, Linda? What is it you think will satisfy a man like me?" He seemed to be challenging her. Wanting her to lay out all her reasons they could never be together. She knew it was a bad idea. Knew that, once she did, he'd find a way to refute it, and then what would she do? Still she pushed on.
"A submissive! You'd want a submissive to be at your beck and call in bed. Maybe not out of bed, but you'd demand I submit to you, and it's just not in me to do that!" Once started, she couldn't seem to stop herself. "I'm an aggressive lover, Jake. I take what I want. Any man who can't handle that doesn't have a chance at even one fuck with me!"
She expected Jake to balk, even to back away from her. Instead, he leaned in closer. Closer. Until his lips brushed the tender flesh of her neck. Then he bit down. Not painfully, but a warning nonetheless.
"Understand me, Linda. I want you exactly the way you are." He bit down again on her neck before backing off, laving the small sting with his tongue. "I want a lover who isn't afraid to wake me up in the middle of the night if she needs my cock. I want a lover who wakes me up with head only to demand I eat her in return. My woman will always demand from me what she wants because she'll want the same from me. And, most of all, I want my woman never to be afraid to tell me what she needs because it's the only way I could ever be sure I was satisfying her every want and desire." He framed her face in her hands as he looked into her eyes, holding her gaze. "That's the kind of woman a man like me needs, Linda. Are you that woman? Are you that aggressive of a lover? Because if not, you better stop me now. That's what I'll demand of you."
Almost before he finished speaking, Linda lunged for him, fusing her mouth to his. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she held him to her as tightly as she could. Fingers threading through his hair, she forced him where she could better kiss him. Deeper. Harder.
His tongue met hers aggressively, not put off in the least by her demands. The lust seemed to build and build between them with every sweep of his tongue against hers. Never had she experienced such depth of feeling, such an emotional connection to another. The kiss seemed magical in its intensity, bonding them with invisible ties she knew she'd never be able to undo.
Jake maneuvered his hands between them to find the edges of her blouse. With one hard yank, he ripped it open, scattering buttons everywhere. His hands found and squeezed her breasts through the lacy bra. His thumbs found her nipples and brushed, a seductive touch in the middle of such intense hunger.
"Does this feel like I want a submissive lover?" Jake’s growl sent chills through her. The kind of chills that wet her panties. "I need a hard lover. One who can give as good as she takes."