Storm looked at her as if she’d gone crazy. “What the hell are you talking about?’
“I hired you for the day, remember…Mr. Chauffeur? The day doesn't end until midnight.”
Dani didn’t know where this bossy persona had come from but she was enjoying it. It was like she was rebelling against her own rules. Darn stupid rules, if she should say so herself. She’d always been the kind of person who went for what she wanted and tonight she wanted Storm Hunter.
She reached out and grasped two handfuls of Storm’s polo shirt then plunked down onto the sofa, dragging him down with her. She immediately lay back on the pillows and cupped her hands behind his head then she pulled down so his mouth was pressed against hers.
Dani didn’t know who was more surprised, Storm or her. Where had this aggressive Dani come from? Had one day in the outdoors driven her crazy?
Crazy was right. It was almost too outrageous to think about but deep down she knew..she’d gone and fallen stupidly in love with Storm and there was absolutely nothing in the world she could do about it.
He would probably say she’d fallen in infatuation with him, or it was just a crush because of their employer-employee relationship. But she knew. She knew without a doubt that this was love. What else could have her acting insane, doing anything to get this man’s attention, to get him to want her?
The day they’d spent together must have been the tipping point for her. The feelings had been welling up but now they burst free from the dam she’d built around her heart and they were flooding her very soul.
Storm got over his shock real fast because, before Dani realized what was happening, she wasn’t the one in charge anymore. He took control of that kiss, his mouth moving on hers, commanding then subduing her till she could only gasp then moan. He ignited the fire within her till she was kissing back with ardor that spoke of her need for him. God, how she wanted this man.
She tugged at his shirt till she’d pulled it out of his jeans then she slid trembling fingers over his rippling ab muscles and up to his chest. There she splayed her hands over the hard muscles over his breastbone then took his flat ni**les between thumb and forefinger and teased and pinched them till they were hard nubs under her hands. He’d done the same to hers so she knew the effect her caress must have on him. She was rewarded when he stiffened then moaned his ecstasy even as they kissed.
Dani knew that to get what she wanted she needed to be brave and bold. She’d already rejected Storm before and he’d certainly hesitate to go farther than a kiss. If anything was to happen tonight it would all be up to her.
Without hesitation she grabbed the edge of his shirt and began to lift it up, to take it off him.
Storm broke the kiss. “Dani, are you sure?” He asked in a breathless whisper.
She knew what the real question was. Are you going to lead me on then kick me out like last time? She needed to reassure him. “I’m sure,” she said and pushed against his chest till he was straight enough for her to push his shirt up and over his head.
Now his muscled chest was exposed in all its glory and it made her mouth water. With her newfound boldness she leaned forward and covered a nipple with her mouth. She sucked that nipple until it peaked in her mouth and she did not stop until he gasped and reached down to cup her head with his hands. He gently pulled her from that nipple and directed her to the other, where she gave it the same caress. He groaned out loud.
Dani knew Storm was ready for her and all that she wanted to offer. He was kneeling over as she lay beneath him and she could feel his arousal pressing into the softness of her belly. She began to unbutton her blouse.
As he looked down at her she stared into his passion-glazed eyes. “I want you so bad,” she whispered, her desire for him making her tremble. Her blouse was off now and she started attacking the clasp of her bra. “I’m so sure of this. I want you to be the first and only man for me.” The bra was off now and her br**sts lay bare before him but she did not flinch. She had no shame, not when it was Storm looking down at her with desired-filled eyes.
Then, inexplicably, something in his eyes changed. “What did you say?” he asked, a frown now marring his face.
“I want you,” she whispered. “Please don’t let me wait.”
“No, that other thing. Did you say…you want me to be the first?’ His frown was getting darker which meant something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong.
“Y…yes,” she said, hesitant. Could it be possible that this could make him angry?
He hopped up off the sofa so fast Dani literally felt the breeze of his departure. “You’re a virgin?” he almost barked.
She sat up, her body going cold. “Yes, is that a problem?”
“What the hell kind of question is that? Of course it’s a problem. I’m not into seducing virgins, if that’s what you think.”
“But…you’re not seducing me. I’m seducing you.” Dani stared up at him, confused. Then she remembered her bare br**sts and crossed her arms over her chest.
"For God’s sake, get dressed,” Storm spat, his face dark and thunderous. He turned away and picked up his shirt from the floor then put it on and tucked it into his pants. Then he looked at her.
“Let’s not do this again. I don’t have time for games.”
And that was when he killed her. His words, so full of venom, were like a poisoned arrow to her heart. She lifted her eyes to him, her heart pleading, but she could not say a word. She could not even move.
He stared at her for a moment longer and she thought she saw a flash of…regret? Too soon, it disappeared and his face became impassive and cool.
“Goodnight, Dani.” His voice was quiet, emotionless. To her it was even worse than his anger.
When Storm left, closing the door behind him, Dani was still on the sofa, shirtless, her arms crossed over her br**sts. She was staring straight ahead, her eyes unseeing, her heart feeling like it had died inside her.
In this very apartment she had rejected Storm and now he had rejected her. She’d been assertive, she’d been bold…and she’d been so foolish. Storm was her employer, not her fiancé. She’d begun to live the lie. But today it had seemed so real.
And so Dani sat there, the hurt holding her immobile. She wanted to cry, so badly, but she would not give in. She was Dani Swift and she never cried. She felt the sob rise but she refused to let it escape.
And so she sat there, staring at nothing, while the tears streamed down her face.