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I grin at the defiance in her voice, wanting nothing more than to make her submit. That will come another day. For now, I want to see her body move up close. Dropping my tumbler of whiskey to the table, I grab my cell. Punching in the passcode, I open my playlist, quickly finding a song and hitting play.
The dulcet tones of Debussy’sClair de Lunesound around the otherwise quiet room. Ocean stares at me in surprise, no doubt at the fact that I picked a classical tune more suited to ballet rather than what she dances to here at my club. Inhaling a breath and with a small smile, she starts to move her body. I smirk, hooking my arms over the back of the couch as I watch her find her rhythm. With the ease only a professional dancer could have, her body moves sensually, seductively, at one with the music playing. It’s an experience watching her, one I want to bathe in. My cock hardens, stabbing against the material of my briefs, and begging for release. I grip the fabric of the couch and it takes everything in me to stay where I am.
Moving into a pirouette position, she twirls several times before coming to an abrupt stop when the music ends. It’s by far the sexiest thing I have ever seen in my life. Her chest heaves, breasts lifting with the movement. And then she looks at me. Shy, innocent eyes stare back at me, and fuck… she is everything I want.
“Crawl to me,” I demand, my voice thick with unrestrained lust. I don’t know why those words just came out of my mouth, but there is a sick part of me that wants to see her on her knees, just for me. Only for me. I want to push her boundaries; to see how far she will go to please me.
Her eyes widen, but at this point she knows I won’t take no for an answer. But still, she thinks about it for a couple of seconds before slowly lowering to her knees. My heart pounds in my chest at the sight. Fuck, she is exquisite when she submits to me. I groan, my gaze tracking her every move when she starts crawling toward me. My cock turns to steel, and I almost lose it completely. I haven’t even been inside the girl and yet this is the single most erotic moment I have ever experienced with a woman.
When she makes it to the coffee table, my self-control slips, and I have to touch her. Pushing off the couch, I pause when she comes to a stop, backing up against the table as if it will protect her from me. It won’t. Nothing will save her from me. Closing the distance between us, I bend. My hands hit the oak wood, caging her in. Her breath hitches when I get in her face. I smirk, dropping my face to her neck. I breathe in her sweet scent, groaning in my throat at how good she smells. The pulse in her neck jumps erratically, making my cock harden to steel, and I want her so bad, I can’t see straight.
“What is it about you that makes me want to break every rule I have ever had? Hmm? I want to ram my cock so deep into you, I will be imprinted in your cunt forever. I want to paint you withmy cum and mark every inch of your beautiful skin.” I murmur, bringing a finger up and running it across her arm.
She startles at my touch but doesn’t push me away. “Yo-You can’t say that to me.” her words are stuttered, and I know I affect her just as much as she affects me.
Pulling back, I smirk. “I just did,Tesoro. Now what are we going to do about this…attraction?”
Her cheeks turn pink with desire or embarrassment, I’m not sure. She watches me with parted lips and wide eyes. I know she wants to break our staring and run far away from me, but she also wants to show me she can be brave. I inwardly grin when the latter wins. Defiance flashes in her narrowed blue orbs, her teeth bared as she snarls. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
I smile. I’m going to enjoy every second of making her submit to me. “Oh, but you do. I can smell your desire in the air. You want me.” I run a finger down her cheek. Her skin is soft, with only a little makeup. She doesn’t need it though. The girl is stunning.
Leaning in closer, I breathe in every little puff of air she releases. Her tongue darts out and she licks her lips. My eyes zero in on the movement. Like a hungry lion about to eat its prey, I move in. Ready to take her mouth, to feel if it’s as soft as I imagine it to be. I am so close, mere millimeters away, when the door is pushed open abruptly and I’m interrupted. Ocean jumps backward, startled by whoever dared to barge in here.
Straightening to my full height, I turn around to find Dante. I glower, ready to pull out my Glock and kill the asshole for disturbing me. His eyes dart from me to Ocean, where they linger for a long beat. Possession heats my blood and I have the sudden urge to hide her from his view. As if he knows exactly what I’m thinking, he smirks. I grit my teeth, pinning murderous eyes on him.
His face sobers and he clears his throat. “We have a situation.” By the tone in his voice, I know it’s serious. Know I will have to deal with whatever it is and leave this office. Leave Ocean. I glance down at her. Her eyes dart to Dante and back to me. I frown, wishing we could go back to a minute ago, caught up in our… well, whatever it was. But I have business to attend to. Irritation slithers through me and it takes me a split second to decide I am not done with her tonight. I want more. So much more.
Glancing down at her on the floor, I pin her with mydon’t argue with melook.
“Wait here for me. We have things to discuss. I won’t be long.”
Chapter 12
Ocean
What the hell just happened?
Shaking my head, my gaze remains locked on the door Nico just disappeared through. I’m in shock at what has transpired in the last fifteen minutes or so. My head lands in the palms of my hands. What did I do and why does it feel like I just opened Pandora’s Box?
I danced for him.
Crawledfor him.
Why did I submit to him so easily?
Heat fills my body, moisture seeping into my panties, as images of what I just did play on repeat in my head. At how he played a song that I haven’t danced to in a long time. The way my body moved to the music, never missing a beat. The way I willingly dropped to my knees, eager to please him. The satisfaction that sparked in Nico’s eyes at my easy submission. How I… I liked it. Want more of it. To see that look of desire in his blue orbs, knowing I’m the one to have put it there. It’s addicting. A rush.
I shake my head at my errant thoughts, pushing up off the floor to stand. What is wrong with me and why does Nico make me lose all sense of reason? Pacing the floor, I startto feel out of sorts and embarrassed at my behavior. Though I can’t deny I liked dancing for him, now that the fog has cleared, I’m mortified. Where do we go from here? I can’t lose this job. I should have kept it professional and told him no. I groan. Something tells me he wouldn’t accept the word no and I wouldn’t have been allowed to leave this office until I gave him what he wanted. And right now, that seems to beme. Coming to a stop, I chew my lip anxiously as I stare at the door, debating my next move.
“Stay here.”
Yeah, no.
Not happening.
Maybe I should listen to his demand – he does own the place – but when I signed up to work here it was Leo who interviewed me. Leo who hired me. Leo is my boss.
My eyes shift around the room, landing on the window. Tentatively, I move toward it, pausing when I step up to the tinted glass and see the view below. Does Nico watch me from here? My stomach dips as I picture a man like Nico, standing here, drink in hand, as he watches me dance. I know for a fact, that you can’t see anything through the window when you are on the club floor, but I have a clear view of the whole place from his office. He must have some one-way privacy glass or something. It would make sense.
