His words were cruel. “You think I’m weak.”
He growled. “You’re not understanding. You’remyweakness. You’re now a person that any one of my enemies can target, and they could cause hell on earth quite literally if they hurt you.” He took a deep breath. “You’re also the person a friend of mine or even a trusted employee could look at wrong and I’d dispose of them.”
“Jameson, that’s—”
“The truth. Like I said, you’re irreplaceable now. You’re mine. Not just my daughter’s teacher or my employee, darling Mia, but mine. And I won’t share. Not with Archer or anyone else.” He searched my eyes as he stepped forward, like he was lookingfor reassurance, but I wouldn’t give it to him quite yet. “Tell me you understand.”
“Are you mine, then, too?” I asked as Valerie’s perfume wafted in the air between us. His hand skirted up my thigh past my towel to my pussy. The embarrassment of being soaked all over again was evidence enough that I needed to distance myself. Yet, I was too close to consider it now and couldn’t stop from mewling out his name after how sensitive my body was from touching myself moments ago.
“Your pussy is still pulsing. Still wants more.” He circled my clit with his thumb. I tried to move, but he had me firmly against that wall, going nowhere.
“I already got off,” I said now that fury and jealousy were surfacing with the pleasure he was creating. “I’m sure you did too.”
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” His eyes widened for a fraction of a second before he thrust a finger into me.
“I told you—I listened. I heard her beg you, Jameson.”
“And …” he coaxed me, rolling this thumb over my arousal.
“And I didn’t want to hear the rest. So, I went to the shower and gotmyselfoff.”
“So let me get this straight.” I heard the scrape of his five-o’clock shadow as he roughly dragged his hand over it. “You touched yourself thinking I was with another woman when I practically tore through the walls to get into this room thinking you were with another man?”
“Guess we handle our jealousy a bit differently within this convenient employer-employee arrangement we have.” I tried for casual, hoping to remind us both that this was only supposed to ever last the rest of the summer.
“Convenient arrangement?” Jameson tore his hand away from me and then swore fluently over and over. “That’s what you call this? Aconvenient arrangement, Mia? It’s a fuckingobsession. It’s not fucking convenient that I can barely see straightthinking another man had you.” His thumb swept up to my jaw and pushed my face to tilt toward his. He leaned down so that his lips were just a breath from mine.
He looked so wild and out of control that I knew he hated it. “Does that mean you want this between us to stop?”
“No. It means I want to give you whatever you want to make sure you don’t look at another man other than me ever again,” he rasped, his voice strained and almost primal. Like it took everything in him not to unleash whatever rage was underneath. And I didn’t know if it was just the heat of the moment, but I wanted to believe him.
A part of me hoped he meant it.
And a part of me was scared that even if he did mean it, I’d never fit in enough to find my place here. “Then I want it rough.”
“What?”
“… like you’ve done with her.”
“Mia, you’ve had it rough from me already,” he said as if to pacify me.
So I repeated, “Like you’ve done with her.”
I wanted to feel like I belonged like she did, like I could fit into his world, like I could have all of him even if just for a moment.
His eyes locked on mine, sharp and searching, as if trying to make sense of my request. As if to make sure he heard me correctly. But then, a realization seemed to dawn. An understanding settled across his features before he motioned me toward the door. He gave me a single, measured nod. “Let’s go to the office then.”
I walked out of the room in just my towel, my head held high. I wasn’t going to cower or hide my desires for a second longer. I’d done that enough and it got me here, to a place where the man I was falling for was sleeping with another woman.
But right before I passed him in the doorway, he leaned in and murmured, “I’m going to fuck you just like I have her, darling devil, and still, you’re going to learn it will be completely different because it’syou, Mia. You’re the one that belongs by my side. No one else.”
Jameson
HER DARK CURLS DRIPPEDwater onto her shoulders as she stood before me in my office, her cheeks flushed, her lips apart in anticipation, and her skin pebbling with goose bumps. She stood there unsure, as if another woman could take her place. As if I didn’t think about her all fucking day.
As if I’d let Valerie come between us. I’d ended our arrangement the day I’d had relations with Mia. The only reason she was brought to my house was for me to question her on her ties with Trent. I’d had my men drag her away after.
It was then I heard Mia’s soft moans, though through a vent, no less. And I lost all control. “My darling devil.” I said it to her every now and then to coax a little of the sass from her and as a term of endearment to remind her that she was as bad as she was good. Sometimes I think she hated that last name of hers. Sometimes she wanted to lash out, and with me, she could.
