Free The CEO's Little Surprise by Kat Cantrell Page A

shot.”
    â€œGuess there’s only one way to find out.”
    The irresistible draw between them sucked him in, and finally his arms closed around her and her mouth sought his. A scorching kiss ignited the pent-up emotions and desire Gage had been fighting since he’d first laid eyes on Cass in the parking lot of her building.
    They twined together, shifting closer. As close as they could on the bench without turning the kiss into something too indecent for public consumption.
    Yes. Oh, God yes. Her tongue darted out in a quest for his and he lost himself in the sensation of her hot flesh. She tasted of wine and familiarity, throwing him back to a time when she’d been a major part of his first round of freedom.
    Memories zipped by of Cass spread out under him, hips rolling toward his in a sensuous rhythm, hair spread out, her gaze hot and full of anticipation and pleasure as they came together again and again. Memories of her laughing with him, challenging him, filling him.
    He wanted her. Just like that. Right now.
    He forgot about the hard bench and pulled her closer, nearly into his lap as he let the lace of her dress pleasure his fingers.
    She tilted her head, sucking him deeper, her hands sliding across his back, gripping his waist. Driving him wild with the need she’d enflamed with a simple touch. He wanted to feel her again, feel like the world was his for the taking, like life had endless possibilities. How had he not realized that Cass had been such a huge piece of that?
    Masterfully, purposefully, she kissed him, breaking down everything he’d thought he was doing here. Everything went out the window: plans, strategy, formulas. Who cared? This was pleasure at its finest and he wanted more.
    Then she pulled back, separating from him before he was ready, and his knees went weak. She smiled, her expression heavy with something he couldn’t identify.
    â€œNice,” she said conversationally. “And now it’s time for the business talk we’ve been avoiding. Join me when you’re done with the pleasure part of the evening.”
    She stood, swishing away from him on her dangerously sexy heels and sashaying out of the hall. The ice in her spine appeared firmly in place.
    Blearily, he watched her go, too floored to call out. That had been hotter than he could have ever imagined. Hotter than it had ever been with Cass in the past. Hotter than he would have credited, given the ice-goddess routine she’d perfected.
    He’d goaded her into kissing him in hopes of getting past all that icy reserve, past her CEO exterior, past all this business talk so he could seduce her into his bed. Instead of melting her, he’d learned he wasn’t quite over Cassandra Claremont. And she hadn’t been affected at all.
    That turnabout was anything but fair.

Six
    G age paid the tab and followed Cass out of the restaurant.
    Thank God he was behind her. That gave her a good three minutes to get her shakes under control.
    It wasn’t long enough. By the time they hit the sidewalk and Gage gave the valet his ticket, she’d almost managed to stop hyperventilating.
    That kiss still singed her lips. His touch still burned her back. Worse? She’d touched him, too. Her own fingertips had reacquainted themselves with Gage’s broad shoulders, thick hair, muscular torso. They’d explored him thoroughly and she ached to memorize him all over again.
    She was supposed to be seducing him so she could get some answers about his involvement in her company’s problems. Somehow that hadn’t happened. She had to get the advantage back. Pronto.
    As they waited in tense silence for his Hummer to appear at the curb, she prayed he wouldn’t try to corner her again, maybe in one of the shadowy alcoves off to the right, where he could back her up against the brick away from prying eyes and kiss her like that again. Because she could almost feel the bite of that brick against