He slid into the room behind her and stood quietly as she bent over to gather her supplies. Christopher eyed her ass with a mix of curiosity and lust. He stepped closer almost touching it with his hard muscular legs. He was aroused by her unawareness of him. He knew how the men in the office felt when she tossed them aside callously, disposing of their heat like yesterday’s garbage.
“Sarah isn’t it? I see you like camping as well as I do. Is there some way I can help you?” The words oozed from him as if he might drool.
Not expecting his nearness, Sarah snapped up and spun around to face him. Her heart thrummed. How did he know her name? This was the first time he’d said a word to her. He’d always seemed so shy. She’d only fantasized about making it with him. Until now.
The way he devoured her with his eyes made her shudder. Sarah threw back her shoulders to reclaim her composure. When she stepped back to recover her space, she realized he’d pinned her against the file cabinets.
Christopher closed what was left of the gap between them.
Before she knew how it happened, he locked his hands on the file cabinet on either side of her, his arms forming a cage to surround her.
She was taken by surprise that he was so close. Her heart started to pound, “Chris, you startled me!” she said. She was still amazed that he was talking to her and boldly raking her with his eyes.
At first, the closeness seemed…exciting. Until she saw the yellow glint in his large, light green eyes. A dart of perspiration raced down her spine. She felt the urge to scream. To run. To get far away. It seemed as if the walls were closing in around her and the air was draining from her lungs. Christopher leaned into her. A fraction filled the space between his strong chest and her full breasts. It felt as if his heart was beating inside of her. He tilted his head and dug his nose into the hollow of her neck and sniffed her perfume.
A low moan escaped her throat.
Like a brushstroke, he trailed his lips along her throat to the tenderness below her ear. She felt his sharp intake of breath as he inhaled her scent.
Christopher briefly closed his eyes while inhaling the fragrance, to savor her scent. It was intoxicating. When he opened his eyes, she saw how he feverishly raked her with his eyes.
When she jerked to push him away, he clamped his hands around her wrists.
“Oh, God,” she said as a shudder made the words rattle in her chest.
“I need to taste you,” Christopher said as he yanked her arms behind her back and locked them there.
“Please…” It was all she could say.
“Yes, my love,” he said as his tongue darted along her jugular like a white-hot dagger.
“Please…don’t…” Sarah said as she grimaced from the assault.
He smiled and raked her with his eyes. When he released one wrist to stroke her long, straight, brunette hair, she was powerless to move.
Something in his eyes spoke to her. Desire? Hunger? Claws of fear tore through her.
Like a beacon in the pitch blackness, a stab of light from outside melted into the room.
The words, thank God, ran through Sarah’s waning consciousness as a dark figure stepped in behind Christopher.
