Hard Drive

Whatever it was that overcame Carlos in that instance, he didn’t know. He was in Dana’s path in seconds, and before he knew it, his fingers were tangled in her hair. He pulled her into his embrace effortlessly and pressed his lips to hers. She breathed in a sharp intake of breath and stiffened only briefly. As their mouths meshed, her body became pliant within his arms.

He was doing with her what he’d wanted to the moment she stepped foot in his shop. They nipped softly at each other, but then both became more involved and the kisses turned deep and aggressive.

She broke apart and panted against him, her hand pressing against his chest as if pushing him away.

Her eyes were a mixture of confusion and lust.

"I’m sorry." Carlos took a step back.

Dana moved toward him. "No, don’t be sorry for that."

"That was wrong."

She shook her head and wrapped her arm around his back. "No, it was so right."

He smiled, and saw the acceptance in her gaze. The same truth that’d been there since day one. "You like that?"

She grinned back. "Yes, I definitely like when you take control." Walking forward, she forced him further into the darkened room. "But you forget, I like to be in control too."