“TJ,” I gasped as he pulled me. “What are you doing? People are looking.”
“They can look. They can listen. I don’t care,” he said as we headed towards the door. “I have an investigation to take care of.”
“What investigation?” I asked, confused, my heart thudding.
“I want to know if, one, you really have no underwear on and, two, if you are as wet as I think you are right now?”
“TJ Walker,” I squeaked as we made our way past his father and the group of board of directors. “No way.”
“Oh, I think way.” He stopped abruptly and I crashed into him. His hands reached out to steady me and he held me close to his side. He looked down into my face and smiled a sweet yet devious smile as his fingers caressed my lips. “If I haven’t told you yet, that dress is very sexy,” he said smoothly and his eyes fell to my partially exposed chest. “Very, very sexy.”
“You’ve told me,” I said as I gazed back at him in his black tuxedo. He looked disturbingly handsome, with his dark silky hair that was slightly too long and wild, his green eyes that glittered into mine like emeralds, haughty and superior, and his pink luscious lips that were turned up and waiting to do all sorts of naughty things to me. I bit down on his finger as it invaded my mouth and he pulled it back quickly with a look of surprise on his face.
“Feisty tonight,” he said huskily. “I like it.”
“You’ll be liking it in the privacy of our bedroom, though, not here,” I told him smartly, licking the taste of him off of my lips.
“Yes, I’ll be enjoying it there as well.” He grinned as he leaned closer to me. He bent down and kissed my lips and then pulled away slightly. “And I’ll be enjoying it here as well.”
“No, you won’t,” I said, grinning back at him as I leaned forward and kissed him. “Sorry about your luck, TJ.”
“Oh, don’t be sorry,” he said, his teeth grabbing onto my lower lip so he could suck it. “My luck is quite fine.”
“TJ.” I grabbed onto his shoulders and pushed him back. “We can’t do this here.”
“I think we can,” he said, but he let go of my lips and rubbed his own with his fingers. He grabbed my hands and winked. “Now, come with me.”
“TJ, no, this is not an appropriate venue.” I squeezed his hands and hissed. “We’re not going—”
“I know about Operation Condor,” he said lightly and looked back at me, his eyes looking amused as he stared at me.
“Oh, my gosh.” My heart stopped for a second as I stood there, feeling embarrassed as he brought up the code name for the “seduce TJ” plan I’d invented with Sally when I was younger. “How do you know?”
“I think you’d better come with me and find out,” he said and turned back around and starting walking again. I followed alongside him, my entire body feeling hot like I was lying on a beach in the Caribbean; only I wasn’t in a relaxed state. TJ stopped outside the door, turned to look at me and then grinned. “Go outside and meet me by my car,” he said softly and I frowned.
“What?” I looked at him and then the door behind him. “I thought we were going in there?”
“I changed my mind.” He shrugged. “We’re not going in there any more.”
“TJ? What’s going on?” I asked him, feeling confused.
“You’re about to find out.” He licked his lips, grabbed my hand and before I knew what was happening, he’d pulled me behind the door into what appeared to be a bathroom.
“TJ?” I gasped as I felt his fingers sliding up under my dress.
“Just checking,” he growled as his fingers found my wetness. “I just wanted to make sure I was right.”
“TJ,” I moaned as his fingers slid back and forth and then stopped to rub on my throbbing bud. “TJ, we can’t do this here.” I moaned as he slipped a finger inside of me.
“We’re not going to do it here,” he said huskily.
“Oh?” I looked at him in confusion, lust having taken over my faculties. “Are we going home already?”
“We’re not going home,” he said and shook his head, his teeth grinning at me. “Go and wait by the car for me.”
“I don’t understand.”
“You will.” He laughed. “Now go.”
“Okay,” I said, feeling dazed as I straightened my dress out and walked away from him back towards the door.
“That dress really does look sexy on you.” He growled from behind me and pulled me back into his arms so that he could nuzzle my neck. “And those heels as well. Worth every penny I spent.”
I stiffened in his arms as he mentioned the fact that he’d paid for the dress and shoes. It still made me feel slightly uncomfortable. Like I was some sort of paid woman or something.
“I like to spoil you, Mila,” he whispered into my ear. “I want to spoil you. Please let me do that without you freezing up.”
“Fine,” I whispered as I turned my head to look at him. He gave me a quick kiss on the side of the face and then let me go.
“See you outside,” he said as he lightly tapped my bottom.
“I’ll be waiting,” I said sassily back to him and then left the room.
***
I stood by TJ’s car, wondering what the plan was. I was excited and slightly embarrassed at how exhilarated I felt while waiting in eager anticipation. I hadn’t known that sex would make me feel like this. I hadn’t known that the pull of the body could be even more intense than the pull of the heart. It made me start to understand why so many people slept around, but it did make me wonder if it was as intense and good if there wasn’t also love. I thought back to the guys I’d dated in high school and college and wondered if I would have felt the same way about them. I doubted it. I never had super intense feelings for them and I couldn’t imagine that they were as skilled as TJ.
TJ made lovemaking exciting, even slightly dangerous. I knew that he was most probably a more intense, slightly psychotic lover than most, but that made him even more intoxicating to me. Nothing about TJ was routine. Nothing about him was normal. And I loved that about him. I loved getting to know his hidden layers. It made me feel like I was getting to know him better.
“What are you thinking about?” TJ’s voice was caressing as he walked towards me with a confident strut and a sly smile on his face.
“I was thinking about my ex-boyfriends,” I said honestly, watching as he frowned.
“What?” He looked annoyed as he stopped in front of me.
“I was just wondering what it would have been like if we’d had sex,” I said sheepishly. “If they would have wowed me in bed like you have.”
TJ just stared at me then. I don’t think he got the compliment I’d given him, based on the angry look on his face. My stomach sank as I realized I’d said the wrong thing.
“I mean, not that I want them to come and wow me in bed now . . . ” My voice trailed off and he continued to just stare at me. “I was just thinking about the past.” I made a face at him. “Say something.”
“What do you want me to say?” TJ growled at me. “I think I’d rather show you than tell you.”
“Show me what?”
“How I’m thinking and feeling.” His eyes glittered at me. “I’ll make you forget all those exes once and for all.”
“It’s not like I want to be with them.” I sighed. “I was just telling you what was going through my mind the moment you came up to me.”
“Mila,” he said with a shake of his head, “enough.”
“Enough what?” I gawked at him. “I haven’t even really said anything. It’s not like we were in bed and I screamed out one of their names or had fantasies of you being one of them.”
“Mila.” He came closer to me and his nostrils were flaring. “You are completely ridiculous.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I frowned at him. “I’m not ridiculous.”
“If I weren’t a gentleman, I would bend you over right here and now and show you what’s what,” TJ said, his voice throaty as he leaned down to look into my eyes.
“Yeah, I guess if you weren’t a gentleman, you would do that,” I said, my breath coming quickly as I looked up into his eyes, my lips a mere inch from him.