“I haven’t?—.”
“Four days, Brooklyn, this house isn’t that big.”
“Actually—.” I push against his chest, but it’s futile. He barely budges an inch, but I need him to get off of me. Every whip of his hot breath against my skin is causing unwanted feelings to arise between my thighs.
“Why?” he whispers.
“What’s wrong? Did you miss me?” I mock.
“You know that smart mouth of yours.” He touches my lips. “is going to get you into trouble.” A smirk appears on my lips.
I wasn’t sure if it was my mouth that would get me in trouble, but rather my obsession with my best friend’s dad.
“I’m sorry about the egg.”
“I don’t give a damn about the egg.” His breathing is suddenly ragged as his head falls on top of mine.
He seems at war with himself. “Will you be mine?”
“I don’t understand.”
He shakes his head. “I want you. Will you be mine?”
“What do you mean, yours? Like a relationship?” A loud roar of laughter erupts from him. Did I say something funny? His head nestles in between my chest, but the laughing stops, and all that’s left is groaning. He lifts his head. “Oh no, darling, I don’t do relationships.”
“So what is it you are offering, Mr Walker.” His face screws up in a grimace.
“Why won’t you call me by my name?”
“I don’t know—maybe I like the reaction you have—Mr Walker.”
“Be mine, Brooklyn.”
“Is that an order or a request?” He sits up, giving me room to quickly move from beneath him, taking my chance and sliding around his body, pushing him back onto the bed, straddling his legs. He looks up at me with a smirk on his lips.
“It was a question.”
My hands run up his firm toned abs, sliding my body across his I hear a groan escape his lips, bringing my face close to his I can feel his hot breath massage my face, our lips are almost touching but not quite, “I’m afraid after all the teasing—you’d be a—disappointment.” I whisper against his lips, and his eyebrows raise quickly. Jumping off of the bed, I race towards the door.
“Brooklyn.” I hear him scream, and turning my head, I smile at him.
“This must be so hard..” I look down at his throbbing cock I can see moving within his pants, “for you.”
“Oh, yeah?” He gives me a curious look.
“yeah wanting something you can’t have.”
“Is that your final answer?” I give him a smile.
“I’m not sure you ever asked a question.”
“Brooklyn.” Biting my lip with a smirk, “go on, you can take a shower, I promise I won’t look.” I state with a wink as I turn and walk out of his room.
Crashing into my room, my back pressed against the door as I finally let out a breath, what was I doing? I’m not sure how long I’d be able to avoid him. He had already seen through my ridiculous plan to stay away from him, and now I was teasing him. Shit. I was in way over my head.
I half expect him to come racing to my room, throw me on the bed and finally give me what we both wanted, but he doesn’t; the only thing I hear is silence.
I’m slightly disappointed that he hasn’t chased after me, but what would I do if he had? This is absolute madness. I came here for work, not to fuck my boss, but he was tempting me with each dark look, each dark look that sent my body into a frenzy.
