Henry was a dead man walking. “What lies was he even feeding you?”
“He said you were out meeting another woman—a model, to be specific. Is it true?” She kept her eyes on me, but she struggled with her gaze as the question hurt.
I cupped her jaw and forced her attention on my face. “I told you at the photo shoot. I’m not that kind of guy. In fact, you can thank my brother for the fact that I stay away from women. Two times I’ve had a girlfriend of sorts, and both times he stole them from me. That line we crossed was the furthest I’ve ever been with a woman.”
“What?”
“Yep. I’m telling you the truth, baby. My brother has made sure that I never get close. Why do you think I wanted to kill him right now?”
“Because he was doing it again?” I never wanted her to feel like another number. She was special.
“No, because he was going after the one woman who meant the most to me in the entire world. Those girls were nothing. I don’t even remember their names. They were just girls that liked me, or at least I thought they did. But you were something else—or rather, are—and he knew it when he watched that video and saw how much I needed you and how much I craved you, so he tried to steal you from me.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. I’d never said so much and felt so deeply before. There was no manual for this emotional business. I was a tech guy, and girls were out of my realm.
She pressed her hand to my chest, and this time the burn was soul scorching. I didn’t want to leave, but it was getting late and we both had to work in the morning. As much as I’d love to take her down on the nearest surface, I wouldn’t do it unless she said so, but damn, did I want to taste those lips again.
“Kiss me, James.” I nodded and slid my hand to the back of her neck, taking her mouth slowly at first before pushing our kiss deeper. Our mouths crossed and parted as I pushed my tongue along the seam of her lips to make my way in. A low rumble fell from my chest as I replayed the other day when I was between her legs, teasing her tight little pussy.
Her hands slipped under my coat and then my suit until she tugged my dress shirt free from my pants. Fuck. I pulled away to help, but then she froze with fear in her eyes.
“What’s wrong?”
“Am I being too forward?”
“God, no. I’m just taking these off. I need to know if this is what you want because you can tell me to buzz off. The job, thead, and everything have nothing to do with what’s between us.” She paused for what felt like eternity.
She bit her tongue and then shook her head lightly. Her pretty hazel eyes were heated, and her voice softened when she said, “James, please stay.”
That was all I needed to hear. My heart thumped furiously against my ribs to the point I knew I’d ache in the morning like I’d gone five rounds with Tommy.
Chapter Eight
Ava
“Sugar, I’m not going anywhere, unless it’s inside of you,” he growled, sliding his coat off and tossing it onto the chair his brother had been sitting on. I smiled at the way he just erased him from the room. Then, I pushed off his suit jacket, wanting him naked like I wanted to breathe.
He smirked and dropped to the sofa, his hands gripping around the top of my hips and dragging me to him. I straddled his perfectly thick legs, and my pussy landed right on his stiff bulge. Goodness, it was just as large as I remembered. I ached to feel it without anything between us. We both had too many clothes on, which delayed all the dirty things I’d been dreaming about since Saturday.
“I’m going to fuck you so good, you’re not going to be able to walk tomorrow, sweetness,” he whispered against my throat. I had already experienced what he could do to me with our clothes on and an audience. Heaven only knew what pleasure he could unleash in me when sweat was the only thing between us.
My body heated up with his promise. He gripped me by my hair and pulled my mouth to his, kissed me roughly—nothing like the other day. No, this was the side we had to hide from the camera. The side that would have had us fucking on video.
I tilted my head slightly and winked. “In that case, the bedroom is this way.”
He scooped me up into his arms and carried me like I weighed nothing. A giggle erupted out of my chest from his antics. “Let’s finish what we started, baby.”
“I can’t believe we’re doing this.” He pushed through my bedroom door and then kicked it closed. Something about theswiftness only turned me on more. The heat washed over me. I wanted to fuck him so much that my panties were worthless and just a piece of messy cloth in the way.
“You better believe it because I’m not stopping until we’re both coming and you’re full of me,” he promised, taking my lips in another rough kiss.
I was so grateful that I wasn’t a complete slob and my clothes were put away. My bed wasn’t made, but that was even better. He laid me on the mattress and then lowered himself down. “I need to get what I wanted last time.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yes, sweetness.” His hands skimmed up my legs and then grabbed the hem of my leggings. I lifted my ass to help as he slid them down my body. “Fuck, these panties have to go too, but for now they can stay.” He dropped to his knees and parted my thighs as he lowered his face. I gasped as his mouth kissed my thigh. Lazily he moved upward, and then he kissed the gusset of the panties before pushing them to the side. The stroke of his tongue across my slit was more than I remembered.
He continues to swipe at my pussy, sending my nerve endings insane. I panted out his name. “James, please don’t stop.”
“I’m not,” he grunted before he sucked on my clit. I cried out and threw my head back onto the pillow. He rubbed his thumb around my entrance and then pushed it in while he continued to lash at my clit. My legs shook and then I exploded, coming on his face.
