If that wasn't an invitation, he didn't know what was. CJ reached down and grasped the leg of her chair and pulled, sliding it slowly closer. He lifted his hand to cup her cheek, his thumb brushing across her bottom lip. "I might have something else interesting to show you," he murmured before he leaned in and kissed her.
His hand slid around to the back of her head as he deepened the kiss. His desire to taste her had his tongue darting out to brush against her lip. She smelled good and he wondered if she tasted just as good. There were a couple of ways in which he'd like to taste her.