Foreman opened his mouth to explain himself to her, but he didn't fully understand it himself. He'd never been here before--here, in the position of not knowing what the hell he was doing. He'd always been the one to cajole, lead, show the women he was with what they could do, what they could want. He'd always been the one to offer as much of himself, and no more, as he wanted--as was easy. Twice he'd been with Amber and each time he'd felt pushed beyond his comfort zone, like he was constantly catching up. Like she knew more, desired more, than he'd ever thought was possible. He wanted to be assured, confident, show exactly how self-possessed he was, but Amber pushed him constantly, until his pride got in the way and got him in trouble. It wasn't that he didn't like what they'd done. It had surprised him, how much Amber could affect him. And the surprise was difficult too. He wanted to know where he stood; he wanted to be in charge. And, as he'd found out today, he wasn't.
There was no way he could say that. It was too much, and it made him sound like he couldn't handle the fact that Amber was a strong woman, and knowing that he had that kind of hang-up made him feel like the bug she'd glared at him like. He didn't say anything, just straightened his shoulders, and before he'd gathered himself to do anything, Amber had crossed the room and taken his face in her hands.
And kissed him. Foreman's eyes closed immediately, forgetting the world around them, even though Amber hadn't locked the door any more than he had. He kissed her back, but he was startled at how ferocious she was, how demanding her mouth was. Her body brushing against him reminded him of exactly how aroused he was, and he groaned. Letting it out, how he felt, not concerned now about being overheard. He dropped his hands to Amber's hips and pulled her close. "I'm not," he muttered, pulling back only long enough to push the words out. He'd meant it, before. Not out there. Not in front of anyone who wanted to glance over and get a laugh about the guy getting jerked off under the table. But here. He gave everything to the kiss, gripping Amber's hips tightly, letting her push him back and trap him, letting her take control. His hands spread across her lower back and he pushed into the kiss, tasting wine on Amber's tongue, his breathing harsh and loud. "You made me so hot," he whispered, when he pulled back to breathe. "I couldn't. Out there. Amber--" He dove back--kissing along her throat, her jaw, fierce and hot and unstoppable. "Please."
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There was no way he could say that. It was too much, and it made him sound like he couldn't handle the fact that Amber was a strong woman, and knowing that he had that kind of hang-up made him feel like the bug she'd glared at him like. He didn't say anything, just straightened his shoulders, and before he'd gathered himself to do anything, Amber had crossed the room and taken his face in her hands.
And kissed him. Foreman's eyes closed immediately, forgetting the world around them, even though Amber hadn't locked the door any more than he had. He kissed her back, but he was startled at how ferocious she was, how demanding her mouth was. Her body brushing against him reminded him of exactly how aroused he was, and he groaned. Letting it out, how he felt, not concerned now about being overheard. He dropped his hands to Amber's hips and pulled her close. "I'm not," he muttered, pulling back only long enough to push the words out. He'd meant it, before. Not out there. Not in front of anyone who wanted to glance over and get a laugh about the guy getting jerked off under the table. But here. He gave everything to the kiss, gripping Amber's hips tightly, letting her push him back and trap him, letting her take control. His hands spread across her lower back and he pushed into the kiss, tasting wine on Amber's tongue, his breathing harsh and loud. "You made me so hot," he whispered, when he pulled back to breathe. "I couldn't. Out there. Amber--" He dove back--kissing along her throat, her jaw, fierce and hot and unstoppable. "Please."