Page 13 of Sweet Spot

“Well, I came in around eight with two friends, and Rochelle from downstairs ambushed me with about six or seven of hers. Emmett took it upon himself to invite them up, so apologies on his behalf.”

“I see.” Lia studied me. I grinned because I knew she was trying to figure out if I knew – if the guy she’d spotted at the café was in fact my friend, and if he did in fact tell me everything he heard her say. But instead of confessing that, I let her play detective. She was too fucking adorable biting that lip and squinting at me, somehow pissed off, embarrassed and playful at once. “And this friend Emmett… what does he look like?”

“Why? Interested?” I teased.

“Maybe. Just answer my question.”

“Alright.” I blew air out of my mouth as I thought about it. I’d known Emmett nearly ten years, but I could probably name the Empires twenty-five-man roster faster than I could physically describe him. “I don’t know. He’s my height. Same dark hair as me. His eyes are brown or blue. I think? I think they’re brown. I’m not totally sure.”

“Alright, don’t hurt yourself,” Lia snorted, making me grin. “You mentioned another friend though,” she said, shy again as she chewed the corner of her mouth. “What does he look like? Did he by chance leave your apartment at some point tonight?”

Fuck.

I meant to play this out longer but I couldn’t help the smile I broke right into.

“Oh my God, he told you!” Lia immediately groaned, burying her face in her hands.

“Alright, hey.” I laughed as I went over and tried to pull her hands off of her face. “Lia. It’s not a big deal.”

“Yes, it is a big deal.”

“Why?” I guided her to lean on the wall. I took a second to adjust when she finally dropped her hands from her face because Jesus Christ, she was gorgeous. There was a glow to her cheeks and her bright eyes were even brighter all big and wet. For how hard the woman got me, she definitely knew how to soften my mostly black heart. “Come on, Lia. What are you even upset about?”

“Are you serious?” Her voice was small but commanding. “Just say it back to me, Lukas. Tell me everything you heard, exactly as you heard it.”

“I heard that you were downstairs with a friend. As far as dating goes, you haven’t been with anyone in awhile and you were talking about… changing that. To get your mind off of me.”

“Oh, so now you’re the one speaking in euphemisms?” she rolled her eyes.

I smirked at the return of her attitude. “Fine – you haven’t fucked anyone in three years, Lia, and your plan is to fuck someone else so you don’t give into your temptation to fuck me. And if we’re being blunt here, that kind of fucking pisses me off.”

A spark lit her eyes. “Oh really. Why? You think I owe you sex just because you saw me half-naked the first day we met? Because you forced me to think about sex because all you could talk about was sex?”

“Did I force you to stare at my cock the other day?”

Her jaw dropped. “Fine.” I stepped back with a laugh when I realized she’d pushed me. “I looked. I was curious. And interested. So what?” she huffed. “I still reserve the right to sleep with whoever else I want.”

“No.” I stepped forward. “That’s not how it’s going to work.”

“Shut up! Are you really going to be that person who’s known me a week and tries to tell me who I’m allowed to fuck?”

“No, I’m going to be that person who fucks you and gives you what you need because you know you don’t actually want anyone else,” I muttered, walking into her despite her hands pushing my chest. “You’re attracted to me, aren’t you? You haven’t been this attracted to anyone in awhile. I woke up your need to fuck, so if you’re planning on fucking someone, why isn’t it the person you actually want?” I removed her hands from my chest and held them at her sides. “Why go for your second choice when your first wants you just as bad?”

“’Cause I don’t trust you!” she hissed, undaunted by my face barely inches from hers. “Or any man like you, for that matter. I mean look at you! I barely know you and I already know that you have frequent threesomes, you fuck employees and you have friends who bring all-girl parties home at night. So why not fuck you? One, because to be honest, I don’t think I can handle you. Two, I don’t think I want to try and three, you’re going to forget me anyway – probably in two seconds, when you walk back into your apartment and twenty girls trip over themselves to give you anything you want.”

“There could be four of them begging ass naked to be fucked and I wouldn’t be as hard as I get from just looking at you,” I said, close enough now that I could feel her chest grazing me with her every breath she took in. I watched her peer down, mouth parted and breathless as she watched her own tits press against me. I groaned, so turned on I hardly knew how to handle myself. “Just let me fucking kiss you,” I finally muttered.

She breathed out. “Fine.”

Grasping her hips, I slammed my lips over hers, thrusting my tongue in her mouth and tasting every corner as she yanked me closer by the belt. I groaned as her body pulsed between my chest and the wall, grinding hard against my cock. The sound of her short, frenzied breaths was driving me halfway insane. I could hear her desperation and I could imagine just how wet her pussy was for me as I nipped under her jaw now, licking down her neck till I was cupping her ribs in my hands and bringing her tits to my mouth. I sucked her nipple over her dress, feeling my cock swell against her thigh as she finally let out a moan.

“Stop,” Lia gasped suddenly, jerking away. There was a half-second of apology in her eyes as she blinked in shock at me but before I could say a word, she was rushing into her door, slamming it fast behind her.

6

LIA

“I’m sorry, let me just get this straight – you don’t know your budget and you’re already shopping for leases?”