“Sorry, guys,” she mumbled.
“You and food sex.” Sophie laughed. “Honestly, I’m surprised you haven’t declared cheesecake your true love.”
“There’s still time.” Then she caught my stare. “What?”
The rest of our company had called into conversation again, so I leaned in towards her. “I could give you so much more pleasure than a slice of cake.”
Her blush deepened, heat radiating from her, but Scott schooled her face into a nonchalant expression. “I doubt it.”
“Is that a challenge?”
She swallowed hard before turning back to her cake.
When we arrived home, I left the trio, waiting impatiently for them to finish the evening.
The sound of laughter floated up through the floors and into my room. It was difficult to imagine Scott was capable of such a carefree sound. Happiness wasn’t an emotion that rested within her easily from what I’d seen, but with her family, she transformed into a different person. Laughter loud and unencumbered. Talkative and animated. Scott came alive away from work.
Eventually the laughter and chatter died away, and everyone retired to their rooms. I left mine and lingered outside Scott’s door as she stood before her mirror.
“Can I help you?” I asked.
She ignored my question and said, “We’re not staying together.”
“Of course, we are.”
“What? No. Why would you think that?” she asked, turning around to face me.
“Won’t your guests be curious why we’re sleeping separately?”
She closed her eyes before opening them again and setting them on me. All traces of ease had left with my appearance. I unsettled her. Made her raise her defences.
“I’ll deal with any questions,” she told me. “You sleep in your room and stay away from mine.”
Scott crossed over to her desk and grabbed a hair tie before winding her hair up into a bun, revealing the length of her neck. She then reached around to grab her zip, but I stepped into the room and caught it first.
“I can do it,” she told me sharply.
“I’m sure you can.”
Sighing, she dropped her hand, letting me help her. I pulled the zip down the length of her back, and it took everything in me not to tear the dress from her body. I’d never waited this long for something I wanted.
When I got to the end, I leaned in and spoke in her ear, “Say thank you.”
The goosebumps prickled her flesh again and her heartbeat raced.
It took a moment before she whispered the words, “Thank you.”
“You must be exhausted.”
Scott went to turn, but I didn’t allow it. I snaked an arm around her middle and pulled her back into my chest. She took in a deep breath as I pressed my erection against her ass. My free hand grabbed her chin roughly so that she looked at us both in the mirror's reflection. The look of lust was clear between the pair of us.
“Constantly fighting desire and battling against what you really want must be exhausting.”
I rolled my hips, pushing my erection further against her. In the reflection, I watched Scott’s pupils dilate and her painted lips part. Beneath the thin fabric of her dress, her nipples hardened, only deepening my desire. The way her body responded was beautiful, but I grew impatient, wanting to watch her completely unravel beneath me.
“Give in, Scott,” I said by her ear. “Give over to me and I’ll help you find a sense of peace.”
For a moment, I thought I had her. For a brief second, I could sense her on the precipice, ready and willing to give herself to me. But then Scott ripped herself away from my body.
