“You didn’t answer the question.”Sebastian growls, his eyes sizzling with anger and a whole lot of something else.
Gripping my chin, he tilts it, waiting for my answer.
“Why does it matter?”I taunt him because I like the way he looks a little unhinged and is clearly upset that I was with another man.
After thinking he was engaged for half the week, which turned out to be a lie, this feels a little like revenge.
The muscles around his jaw tense and I feel his cock harden between us.God, the way my body reacts to him is crazy.I can sayhe’s just my bossall I want, but he’s not.This man is my lover.His firm jaw and steel green eyes control me in ways I’ve never felt before.
Sebastian oozes power and sexuality and doesn’t seem to notice the impact he has on women as he goes about his life, or perhaps he doesn’t care.
But he seems to care about me and that’s very interesting.Anyone who looks would wonder what he sees in an average girl from London.
I know I do.
Sebastian’s not handsome in that male model kind of way.There’s an edge to him that warns not to cross his lines.
He’s a little bit terrifying when he’s angry, and I find it very sexy.And I’m the object of his desire.
For now.
I know this engagement is fake.I know he wants me out of his employment as quickly as possible.I know I drive him crazy.
But why does he care if I slept with someone on Friday night?
“It matters.”Sebastian rasps, threading his fingers through my hair at my neck.“You will not get involved with other men while we areengaged.”
“But wearen’tengaged,” I whisper, feeling my shorts soak with need.
His hand slides from my hip, over my ass, and lifts my leg.
“You’re mine while you live here and this agreement of ours stands.Do you understand, Emily?”His mouth is an inch from mine, and his fingers find my wet core.“Jesus Christ.”
I tiptoe up, unable to wait, dropping my toothbrush and moaning as he crushes his mouth to mine.
Oh, god.
I need this man to demolish me.
I barely notice the path we take.Sebastian lifts my legs around his waist and carries me down to his bedroom.I bounce when my body hits the bed, then let out another gasp when my shorts are torn down my legs.
“Take off your top,” he growls, ripping his shirt open.
Buttons go flying while I sit up and stare at his bare chest for the first time.
My god.
He’s naturally tanned with the most gorgeous pecs I’ve ever seen and a six-pack that makes me shudder.A small dark dusting of hair on his chest makes him look even more masculine.
“Top, Emily.”
Oh, shit.I scramble to take it off while he undoes his suit pants and tosses them the way his shirt, socks, and shoes went.
Before I can take in his large erect cock and all his glory, Sebastian is climbing on the bed like a predator, pressing my thighs open.
“Lie back.”
Oh boy.
