I squeeze my thighs tighter in retaliation.
“Fuck you,” I whisper, breathless. I’ve never seen anything so fucking frustrating or beautiful as him in this moment. He looks like an animal desperate for me, and I knowIdid this. I also know I want more.
I try to get my breath back as Sean stands. He kisses me deeply, and the taste of myself mixed with him keeps the fire burning between my thighs.
“Layla,” he whispers. “That’sexactlywhat I intend to do.” He pulls me close, his pupils blown wide, full of want. “Neither one of us is strong enough to resist this.” He kisses me once more. “Don’t be late.”
I scramble to pull my pants back on and stand, slowly backing away as he watches me, smug and satisfied with himself. Hewanted me to be weak for him; he wanted me to prove I couldn’t resist the temptation between us. Somehow, he knew I couldn’t.
I unlock and open the door, still feeling lightheaded with desire as I close it behind me and lean back against it for a moment, trying to compose myself. My breath has just returned to normal when my boss rounds the corner. I straighten up.
“All set, Layla?”
I nod, frustrated with myself. I let whatever this is between Sean and me bleed into my place of work. This isn’t a game. I can’t lose this placement. Sean tells me neither one of us is strong enough to resist this and he’s not wrong. Right now, for him, I’m fucking weak.
CHAPTER TWENTY
Sean
That fucking kiss.
Another twisted piece of the puzzle I keep trying to solve but never really get ahead of. It wasn’t even Layla’s perfect dripping cunt on my tongue that did me in. It was that fucking kiss.
I sit at the bar across from Layla’s clinic, sipping a double bourbon while waiting for her to finish work. It’s a drink I fuckingneedafter the last hour. I’m aching and hard beneath my clothes just thinking about her and about how fucked up timing is, how unpredictable. I palm my cock through my jeans, willing it to stand down. It has crossed my mind that this woman is a sheer test of my will. I’m fucking desperate for her in a way I’ve never been desperate for anyone or anything, after only days. Every single time I think I have her figured out, or have the upper hand, she completely flips the script on me.
But when she took control and leaned in to actually take what she wanted from me? Kissing me like that when I distinctly gave her the choice to walk away?
Fuck.Those pouty lips on mine and that sweet, tight pussy on my tongue caused my entire fucking soul to shift.
I swirl the bourbon in my glass as the seedy bar bustles around me with an early after-work crowd.
That kiss sealed my fate, and her withholding my name when I knew it was on the tip of her tongue sealed hers.
I want everything from her, yet something in her refuses to give herself to me completely, and that forces me to uncover exactly what it is that’s holding her back.
I need to break the code of her psyche. She’s turned me from a man crazed to a manobsessed. I’m deeply obsessed with Layla Monroe, and it’s an obsession I already know I’ll never come back from. I could almost hear the dirty thoughts running through her head as she whimpered into my hand, and even without her uttering my name that kiss gave me everything I needed.
That kiss was her permission.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Layla
I’m still hot and bothered but I try to keep composed, taking notes as my boss talks the staff through the new infrared therapy clinic we’re opening in our building in a month. I wonder if it’s obvious that I was just my client’s main course down at the other end of the hall not even five minutes ago. Being around Sean is like coexisting with a whirlwind. A big, rugged, sometimes scary whirlwind. It’s easy to imagine belonging to him fully though, and I’ve never really belonged to anyone. Not where I feel like I can beexactlywho I am without shame.
DELL
Mrs. Fielding said you were on the back of some man’s motorcycle. Is everything okay?
I glance down at my phone as my boss continues our staff meeting.
What did she do, call you?
I figured I had at least a few days before she snitched on me.
DELL
We had a Bible study meeting this afternoon. She was worried.
