Taking Flight by Michelle Windsor

Author:Michelle Windsor [Windsor, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Final Destination

Strangest day ever. I push the contract and job terms across the table and stride over to the mini-bar. It’s after five, and I am so ready for a damn drink. I grab one of the little bottles of white wine, twist the cap off, and drink it straight from bottle. Sometimes, a girl just has to do what a girl has to do. And, screw it, this is all getting billed to my new company anyway.

“Cheers to me.” I lift the wine in the air, even though no one is there, and bring it to my lips again for another gulp. I freeze when there’s a loud knock on the door. I set the small bottle down on the table as I pass, and push down on the handle to pull the door open.

“Griffin,” I exclaim, unable to mask my surprise. “What are you doing here?”

“We have dinner plans.” His eyes roam over me, his brow creasing as he does. I’m still in my skirt and shirt from earlier. The jacket was thrown onto the back of the couch hours ago, my shirt now untucked and wrinkled at my waist.

“Oh, I didn’t think we were still doing that.”

“I was hoping we still were.” His eyes meet mine as he holds up a bottle of Dom Perignon. “And, I promised you this, win or lose.”

“Come in. You look silly standing out in the hallway.” I roll my eyes then wave my hand indicating he should enter, his ocean scent wafting up into my nostrils when he breezes by. He’s still wearing the dark suit pants and the clean white shirt he had on earlier, but the tie and jacket are gone. “Trying to sway me with champagne?”

He sets the bottle on the table beside my paperwork, then steps into my space, his body only inches from mine. “More like, trying to seduce you.”

“You don’t need champagne for that,” I whisper, his lips brushing against mine as I complete my sentence. His hand snakes through my hair to grasp onto the back of my head, and I arch my body into his, our mouths crushing together, our desire finally snapping as we fuse against each other. Even though I’m conflicted about Fin’s interview tactics, there is no denying that I want him.

My hands slide around his neck as his fingers skim up the outside of my thighs, dragging my skirt with them. My legs wrap around his waist as he lifts and carries me to the bed. Our kiss deepens, his tongue sweeping against mine, him growling in hunger as his body lays over me. He shoves my skirt higher and thrusts his hips into my center, his hard length sliding against the silk of my panties, the friction eliciting a moan from me.

Hot, full lips deliver a fluttering trail of wet kisses over my chin, down my throat, and into the cleavage of my blouse as he begins to work the buttons. My fingers mimic his actions on

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