Page 66 of Worth Loving You

“You are so fucking blind.”

I gasped, my muscles tensing. Rounding my lids, I strained to see him out the corner of my eye.

His lips grazed me, his warm breath on my cheek. “You are very, very beautiful, Chazzy. You are extremely sexy.”

My heart slowed, my skin breaking out in goosebumps.

“I’m sorry I made you cry. I was wrong about you that day because you are one of the most gorgeous women I have ever met, and I get so turned on every time I see you.”

I sucked in a tiny breath, my hand trembling.

“You think I hate you? That’s not hate, kitten. That is pure, unadulterated lust that is about to make me go insane because I can’t touch this body. That is me doing everything I can to not grab you, rip these clothes away, and lick every…single…inch,” he wheezed, his tongue flicking out to the curve of my ear.

My jaw fell, my belly knotting. What the hell was he saying? Was he insane? He had to stop! Milo would fire him for sure, if he knew what he was saying.

“You know how many times I’ve laid in my bed at night, jacking off, whispering your name? Pretending you are beneath me, those thick legs wrapped around me, my face between those beautiful breasts while you screamed my name?”

I gulped, dropping the cheese. “Wyatt…”

He groaned, licking my ear again. “Kinda like that, but louder.”

“Stop it.”

He flattened his tongue to the crook of my neck and dragged it to my ear in a taunting manner. My eyes rolled, my nipples tightened, and I moaned.

Growling, his fist buried in my messy ponytail, tugging my head back. “Are you ready for me yet, kitten?”

Gazing at him wide eyed, stunned, I shuddered, not sure what to say or do. This was highly inappropriate. Wyatt needed to be replaced. This wasn’t safe. He was crossing boundaries that scared me. How could he disrespect Milo like this? Did loyalty mean nothing to him?

His mouth opened and he moved like he would kiss me but stopped, flames flickering in his eyes. He flashed a half smile and snickered. “You have no idea the power you have. I almost just broke my own rule to finally taste you.” Lowering his voice, he stood up but didn’t move his face from mine. “When you’re ready, you know where to find me.”

His tongue flicked to my shaking lip the same time he roughly shoved my head to the side, releasing his fist. Turning his back to me, he leisurely strode down the hallway to his bedroom.

Exhaling the breath I’d been holding, I bolted to my feet and ran to my room, slamming the door. I pressed myself against it, my brain reeling.

What the hell was that? That did not just happen! Wyatt was not secretly attracted to me, he hated me. He needed to keep hating me! I couldn’t deal with this, it was too much. I could handle his animosity, but this…I didn’t know what to do with this.

Creeping to the large, plush bed, I flung myself to the mattress, sinking into the layers. I needed to talk to Milo and somehow mention that I wanted a new bodyguard, without telling him why. I couldn’t admit that Wyatt hit on me. I had no idea what Milo would do if he found out.

Milo Pampinella

Creeping out of Jennifer’s room, I closed the door as quietly as possible, zipping my trousers. Running a hand through my hair, I turned around and slammed into Wyatt.

“Jesus Christ!” I hissed, pressing my palm to my chest. “What the fuck, man?”

He cleared his throat, taking a sharp inhale through his nose. “Welcome home, boss.”

Waving a dismissive hand, I strutted down the hallway for the kitchen, opening the fridge to get a bottle of water.

“Does Chazzy know you’re home?”

Scoffing, I twisted off the cap and took a swig, swirled it around my mouth, and spit it in the sink. “Are you fucking kidding? You really think I’d be leaving Jenn’s room if she knew I was home?”

Rinsing my mouth a couple more times to rid the taste of her pussy, I took a sip and dumped the rest, tossing the bottle in the trash.

“What are you doing up?”

“I usually go downstairs to hit the gym before the girls get up.”