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Her brows arched. “How do you know what I need?”
“I don’t, but I know it’s not that,” I said, placing my empty glass down. It sure as fuck wasn’t any more alcohol she needed.
Her gaze darted to the bottle of whisky beside me, and before I could stop her, she leant across me to swipe it up.
“Fuck,” I muttered, trying like hell to ignore how fucking good she smelt. My efforts proved futile, though. My dick was already hard from the minute I took in the red dress she wore that barely covered her ass. Her scent only intensified my desire.
She poured whisky into my glass and drank some while she watched me. The heat blazing from her eyes—hell, from her entire fucking body—told me she hadn’t come here just to talk. Lily wanted to fuck me. And while I wasn’t a man who ever cared enough to push a woman away when it was clear we weren’t a good match, fucking Lily was not on my agenda.
“Skylar took a pill. She should sleep all night.”
“Good.”
She took another swig of whisky. “You’re a man of few words, King. Normally I like that about people, but I kinda wish you’d say more.”
I clenched my jaw.
Fuck.
What the hell was it about this woman that made me want her? I had no business wanting her, but I was so damn hard for her I wasn’t sure I’d be able to say no if she continued pushing this.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her, however I refused to lower my gaze to her body. That shit would break my resolve; I knew that much.
Lily had to be the most beautiful woman I’d ever met. But my attraction was more than that; there was something else about her that had captivated me. She cared about people and gave of herself in ways not many women I knew did.
I wanted to fuck her, but I also wanted to protect her from me. A woman like Lily didn’t need anything I had to give, because let’s fucking face it, I just wanted to take from her.
I wanted to spread her the fuck out and use her to ease the shit from my mind.
I had nothing of value to give her in return.
I picked up the bottle of whisky and gulped some down. “I’ll get one of the boys to take you home.”
She shook her head. “No, I don’t want to go home. I want to stay here with you.”
Every fibre of my being tensed. No fucking way could she stay here with me. “No,” I said with force. I’d carry her out of here myself if I fucking had to.
She ignored me, placing her glass down so she could shimmy herself across the fucking desk towards me. I couldn’t stop myself—I dropped my eyes to her legs. Hell, any man would have. Those legs of hers were long and fucking spectacular, and I couldn’t get the image of them spread wide, out of my mind.
“King,” she said as she swung one leg around mine in an effort to place it between my legs.
I cut her off as I placed a hand on her thigh and held her leg in place, stopping her from succeeding with her goal. “I said no.”
She narrowed her eyes at me, a confused expression on her face. “Are you gay? Or do I just not do anything for you?”
Fucking hell. My restraint came close to breaking point, and within a second, I’d stood and wrapped one hand around her throat. Fuck it felt good there. Too fucking good. “You don’t wanna go there with me, Lily. I am not the kind of man a woman like you fucks.”
My actions and words were meant to send her running, but they didn’t. Instead, they seemed to bring her body to life more than it already was. She angled herself toward me, eyes alight with the kind of need I wasn’t sure I could walk away from. “No, you’re not. But I can’t get you out of my mind. Just give me one night. I just need one night where I don’t think about all the shit I have to deal with in my life.” She gripped my wrist. “And I think you do, too.”
Jesus, she wasn’t making this easy. I inhaled sharply and then exhaled while taking a moment to look at everything I’d be saying no to. Lily’s body was made for sin. My kind of sin. There was no fucking doubt about that. She had curves everywhere a woman should have curves. And while I knew they could handle the kind of shit I wanted to do to her, I wasn’t convinced her mind could. And if she were sober, she wouldn’t be in here begging me to do anything to her.
I was so fucking engrossed in her body that she managed to undo my belt and get my fucking zip half way down before I stopped her.
Fucking hell, she needed to fucking leave. I was this close to losing myself in her and demanding every dark thing I wanted from her. “This isn’t fucking happening, Lily,” I growled, stepping away from her. “You need to get off that desk and go the fuck home.”
She moved off the desk and came my way. “Why?” Her eyes demanded just as much from me as her words, and I felt my control slipping further away. “I felt you, King. You want this as much as I do.”
My mind fractured. The part of me that had accepted my depravity years ago roared to life, ready to give her what she wanted. The other part of me fought to stay in charge, fought like fuck not to go there with her.
