Page 27 of Beyond Expectations


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Serena was seated entirely on the opposite side of me. This time, I could look her straight on, and maybe I would have a better chance at working out what was going on and where this could lead.

“I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you right here, right now.”

Her mouth shot wide open, but I held up my hand to stop her response. I needed her to listen for once.

“I don’t care what you’re going to try to argue, but I know you want to fuck me too. We keep stop-starting, and I’m not sure how much longer I can hold myself back. I want to kiss you until your lips are swollen. I want to explore your body with my hands, stroking and caressing every inch of you. I want to gently roll one of your nipples between my fingers and suck on the other. I want to work my way down your body until I finally reach your wet pussy. I want to…”

“Rhett!” Serena shouted, interrupting me.

I took a deep breath through my nose, staying silent and letting her continue.

“I need you to stop talking. I won’t deny I am attracted to you, and I would be lying if I didn’t say that I would be interested in finding out what else you would like to do to my body, but fundamentally, I think…”

I watched as she continued to squeeze her hands in her lap, her eyes looking everywhere but at me. Her pause felt like it went on for minutes, although I knew it was mere seconds. Then, finally, her eyes landed on mine. She straightened her body and took a deep breath.

“No, I know it would be a mistake. The business that brings us together is delicate and challenging, so adding the potential intensity and awkwardness of a one-night stand will make both of our jobs harder.”

“Who said I only want you for one night?” I countered.

“Rhett, come on, we are from two very different worlds. There is never a scenario that this could lead into anything more than one night, but even that is something we should avoid.”

Her hands were clasped tightly in her lap, and her shoulders rolled in slightly as if she were trying to make herself as small as possible. Keeping her eyes cast down and hidden from view, I was unable to see the real truth behind her words, nor could I wrap my head around what she meant.

What did she mean by saying that we are from different worlds? We were both successful at an early age. I couldn’t wrap my head around it.

“Serena, you want to fuck me, and I want to fuck you. We are consenting adults, intelligent, and can separate our personal lives from professional ones. So why don’t you give me one chance? One date, one night? That’s all I’m asking for. Then you can decide from there. And if you call it quits after that, I promise it will not cause tension when working together. I will even offer to assign others to take my place in any meetings to make you feel more comfortable if that is what you prefer. So, will you agree?”

She looked straight into my eyes, and for the life of me, it felt as if she could see straight into my soul. The feeling both bothered and aroused me. She glanced out the window, and then a look of desire and longing seemed to settle across her face. Licking her lips, she leaned toward me, which sent a stirring of primal need within me. Watching her face, I saw her resolve settle over her. She brushed her lips across mine like a feather. My eyes closed, and I could feel her tongue flick out between her lips, and she ran it along the corners of mine. She was teasing my lips apart, and I gladly accepted her. Wildness brewed beneath the gentleness.

Between kisses, she spoke with this sexy huskiness to her voice, which was goading me on more.

“Fine, Mr. Chambers. When. Will. This. Date. Be?”

I was so engulfed with her touch, the feel of her tongue, the taste of her mouth that it was only as she pulled herself away and sat down next to me that I remembered that she had spoken.

“So?” The teasing smile on her face was another reminder that I had never been this intoxicated by a woman before.

“Umm… I have to fly out to LA this evening and will be away for a few days, so shall we say as soon as I get back? How does Thursday sound? ”

“Yes, Thursday sounds great.”

I didn’t even register that she had her bag in her hand, nor did I realize that we had come to a stop. It was only as Russell stepped out to open her door that I noticed we were once again outside her office.

Not wanting to give her any reason to doubt me, brazen hands reached the nape of her neck and pulled her in. The kiss I gave her was neither gentle nor tender, but I let her feel the brutal strength of the passion and want she made me feel when around her.

Chapter 8

Serena

Freshly showered, I sat at my dad’s dining table and opened the takeout boxes, letting Dad and Roman serve themselves.

“Is there a reason why you moved to Manhattan when you just seem to be returning home continuously?”

The sharp edge to Roman’s tone seemed to have come out of nowhere.

“What on earth do you mean? Am I not allowed to see my family?” I snapped.

I don’t know what his problem was, but he’d been in a pissy mood since I arrived.

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