“I like a little danger sometimes,” I say, knowing how stupid I sound, but I hold back my own grimace.
He smirks and leans forward into my space just a little more than what would be considered friendly.
“I think you’re looking for someone to take care of you, who tells you what to do, who takes your pleasure into their hands.” My breathing hitches, and I nod my head. “I think you want even more than that, but I don’t think we should get into that right now.”
I look into his deep-green eyes that are so full of want, and honestly, it takes everything not to just crawl on his lap and tell him not only do I want those things, but I want to make someone feel good, needed, and cherished too.
Licking my lips instead, I respond, “And what do you want?”
“I want a lot of things I shouldn’t have.”
“Shouldn’t being the keyword?” I ask and he nods his head. He takes out his wallet and leaves a tip for the waitress—who hasn’t even stopped to ask us if we want anything—as he stands up and fixes his jacket.
“Lincoln isn’t what you need, you’re right. I don’t know many people suited at Avalon for what you’re looking for. You probably shouldn’t spend the money on the membership,” he says, walking away. I’m quickly on my feet and following him. I grab his arm and he spins around on his own accord as there’s no way I could manhandle him even if I wanted to.
“Aiden,” I start to speak, and his hand is around my throat and my back is pressed against the wall. His touch isn’t threatening or rough, more like he’s trying to ground himself and the only way he knows how to do that is by touching me. It’s tender, and it has me pressing my thighs together as my eyes meet his.
His thumb is rubbing my jaw in a tender caress as his hand is lightly holding me still. “This can’t happen,” he says, and I blink at him a few times.
“Why not?” I ask, feeling a little petulant.
“I made some promises I intend to keep.”
I roll my eyes, loathing my dead father for cock-blocking me at the moment. “He’s dead,” I say, and I don’t mean for it to come out so coldly, but it does. Aiden’s hand dropping from my throat instantly when the harsh words are out. The warmth of his hand and body leaving my own as he blinks at me before walking away.
“I’ll see you on Monday,” he says in a low tone before heading out of the club’s doors.
This was definitely not the evening I had in mind.
10
I WANT THIS
Avoidingthe person who is also supposed to be assisting me is a nightmare. I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking. I just saw Lincoln near her and acted like a fucking asshole. I acted like she was mine to tell what to do. I very nearly gave her everything we both wanted.
Part of me regrets it and the other part of me is frustrated at her for continually tempting me. Her bringing up Collin was the sobering thing I needed to walk away. What would he think if he was still alive and I met his daughter at a fucking sex club?
Jessa is a mystery to me. I have an idea of what she’s looking for based on slip ups here and there and the fact that she was at Avalon. But her ability to be the person to make these dangerous moves is taking me for a loop. I would have thought she would be a timid submissive, someone who waits for someone to come to them.
I’m not sure how strong I am to hold back any more either.
The way she looked at Avalon,fuck. I can’t even think about it without getting hard at my desk. This infatuation isn’t going to stop, unless I keep my distance, even when I don’t want to.
A clearing of a throat at my office door has me looking up to see Penny.
“Everything’s all set for Friday,” she says.
“Has everyone RSVP’d?”
“Yes, it looks like everyone is coming.” Great, now I’m going to be trapped on a floating vessel with no escape with her.
“Perfect, thank you, Penny.” My overly observant, extremely nosey, but with good intentions cousin gives me a look before clicking her tongue.
“Is everything okay, Aiden?”
I give her a tight smile and nod my head. “Everything’s fine.”
She looks at Jessa sitting at her desk and then back at me. “Okay then.” She looks like she doesn’t believe me, but thankfully she drops it before leaving my office and going back to reception.
