Shaking my head at the kid, I turned back to see Gwendolyn’s eyes narrowed toward the coffee table, her eyebrows pinched together, looking deep in thought.
“What’s going on in that head of yours?”
It was a full thirty seconds before her gaze turned to me.
“I was thinking about all the different places a couple could have sex. I guess if they were creative and quick, it could be anywhere. The couples here have taken advantage of that.”
Those eyes of hers seemed to burn a little bright as she delivered a blow to my self-control.
“Where in here would you want to have sex with me? Maybe we should do it somewhere that hasn’t been done before. He didn’t say anything about this table.”
I had no words.
So, I decided it was time for us to leave for more private quarters, before I took her virginity on that coffee table, witnesses be damned.
Chapter Twenty- Five
Gwendolyn
Arthur seemed a bit tense on the drive back to my apartment. Maybe I upset him, talking about sex at headquarters.
I chewed the words I’d said over and over in my head, trying to think of how it could have offended him in some way. I wished I knew if it was me that made him seem so on edge. He wasn’t all smiles, and he barely looked my way. Of course, he should be watching the road intensely, but the last few times I had been in the car with him, he would turn his gaze to me for a short moment then return his eyes to the road.
“I’m walking you up to your door.” He parked his SUV and got out of the car, coming around to open mine for me.
“Thank you.” I hadn’t realized how much I liked his happy, easygoing nature until it was gone. I wanted it back, and I would do anything to rectify whatever I’d said wrong.
When we stopped in front of my door, I was so nervous and flustered. All I wanted was to make him smile, and I didn’t know what to do. Would kissing him help? I’d kiss his lips like they were my only means to live. Should I just say something? Anything?
“You okay?” He broke the ice on my thoughts.
“No, I feel like I’ve upset you, and I’ve been trying to figure out what I could do to make you smile again, but I suck at being with people.” I was going to keep talking out my feelings, but his hands were lightly cupping my face, and his lips were against mine.
“I’m not upset with you, not even close. I’ve just been holding back the urge to fuck you at every red light between HQ and here. You may not realize it, but when you talk about sex with me, I get so fucking turned on that it feels like I’m stuck between heaven and hell.” He sounded like he was in pain, like being so turned on was torturous for him.
“Let’s have sex then. Right now.”
He groaned and kissed me again; this time the kiss was deeper and full of need. But we still weren’t walking inside to my bedroom.
“I want this. Please, Arthur,” I begged between breaths.
I really did want this, the connection between us, and the physical need to be together was relentless.
“No one has ever woken this side of me, and now that it is, it’s quite hangry.” I tugged his hand to pull him inside the apartment. My heart felt like it was about to burst when his sexy grin appeared and he nodded.
“Then let’s feed my goddess’s carnal appetite.”
He was joking, but I felt like it was true. I wanted all the things he had to give me, and I wanted them now.
Opening the door quickly, we stepped inside, and I shut it before turning to his lips again. I had no clue if any of what I was doing was considered sexy or not, so I just did what I wanted. Right now, I wanted to see more of his skin. My hands moved to his brown leather jacket, pushing it down his broad shoulders then down to the floor.
Of course, I didn’t have it in me to leave the jacket on the floor, in spite of the moment, so I picked it up and set it nicely on the couch arm.
“Sorry.”
Embarrassment coated my insides. I probably just ruined the moment with my obsessive nature.
“I don’t think there is anything you could do right now that would turn me off.” He held his hand out for mine, and I peered at his face. It was just as warm and accepting as it has been since the day I’d met him.
