Free Take Me if You Dare (Entangled Brazen) by Nina Crespo Page B

little while longer with nothing to lose or any risks to take.
    “Don’t overthink it, Jasmine. It’s not complicated. I want us to spend the next two weeks together.” He stroked the pad of his thumb softly along her cheek. “And I think you want that, too.”

Chapter Ten
    Ethan easily read the emotions playing across her face: doubt, hints of maybe, and something that hit him squarely in the chest …want. He’d never had to convince a woman with that look in her eyes to say yes to him, but the challenge she presented turned him on even more.
    He stroked his thumb over her cheek again, that one small touch providing a window into his memories of her silky smooth skin. “Just ask yourself one question. If we could have had one more night in Miami, would you have spent it with me?”
    She shook her head. “The contract I’m working on is important, Ethan. I can’t let my personal life get in the way of—”
    He pressed his thumb against her lips. “We’ll always keep it professional, especially when we’re in front of people at work, and I won’t get in the way of your schedule, but you still haven’t answered my question. Do you want to spend more time with me?”
    He tamped down anxiety more than once during the silence. He hadn’t even considered she might say no. Finally, she nodded.
    “So, is that a yes, that you’ll officially date me for two weeks?”
    She laughed. “Yes, for a whole two weeks.”
    “Good.” Things were working out according to plan. He couldn’t stop the huge grin pushing up the corners of his mouth. He leaned in and she met him halfway for a kiss, but he wanted to hold her and feel her close. Even though tonight, he’d have this, and more, he couldn’t wait. Moving his hands around her waist, he urged her onto his lap, and she obliged him, kicking off her shoes and hiking up her skirt as one kiss rolled into the next. He stroked his palms up her bare thighs, and she repositioned herself over the hard-on pushing against his zipper.
    Why had he said always when it came to them keeping things professional at work?
    Groaning, he pulled a fraction away from her lips. “How much longer are you planning to work tonight?”
    “Why?”
    It killed him to know the promise of pleasure was just a zipper away, and from the way she smiled against his lips, she knew it. He smoothed his hands around to cup her ass and rocked his hips upward. His balls tightened, heightening his ache, and he sucked in a breath.
    “I just promised not to distract you from your work, but you’re playing with fire. All that’s missing right now is a condom.”
    She laid her forehead against his. “Condoms aren’t the problem. We just can’t do this here.”
    He raised his brow. Maybe she just meant no sex in her office.
    “Tab sent me these crazy condoms for my birthday, and I didn’t remember they were still in my purse until this morning. The security guards started doing random bag searches and I nearly had a heart attack.”
    “Trust me, they’ve seen worse.”
    “Oh, no, these are hideous. They have the words ‘Show Me Your Package’ stamped on them, and they’re in these bright neon colors. Some of them even glow in the dark.”
    The thought flashed into his mind of watching his cock light up as Jasmine rolled one of those condoms on him.
    Hell yeah.
    In one fluid movement, he lifted her off of his lap and got up from the couch.
    “Where are you going?”
    “I want to see them.”
    Jasmine sprang up and followed. “No—”
    But by the time she made it behind the desk, he’d already found them.
    “Jackpot!” He choked back a laugh as a string of condoms, one after the other, kept coming out of her purse.
    “Okay, you’ve seen them, so put them back.” She went for the condoms, but he angled his body away from her.
    “Hold on. I want to turn off the lights.”
    “No.”
    “Oh, come on.” She made a jump for them, but he held them out of reach. “Four of them are purple, and