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“Lucky ho,” Rhode griped as I felt myself shake. What the fuck?
But just as I’d concluded that I’d been presumptuous again, that I’d placed all too much importance on Abram while he placed just about zero on me, he surprised everyone by walking not after the girl, but toward us at the bar.
“Whoa, whoa, boss alert,” another bartender said.
“Babe alert,” Rhode corrected.
But we were all silent once he reached us. “Hello, Mr. Lenox,” a few girls murmured as the bartender handed him his usual. Abram only nodded back at them but their cheeks flushed anyway. I watched closely as he grabbed his scotch off the bar, took a drink and then cast his steely eyes on me. I froze. His gaze – longer than a second – was long enough to send a dozen of my coworkers’ quizzical stares flying at me.
“Mr. Lenox?” I tried to smile politely despite my roller coaster of wretched emotions. He smirked at my professional tone before walking toward the empty end of the bar and casually nodding for me to follow. I heard the buzz of whispers behind me as I did so. God, I hated how much this man kept me guessing – how often he had me questioning myself to the brink of insanity. My heart beat out of my chest when we finally stood face to face, in plain view but out of earshot from anyone else.
“Hi,” was all he said. I shook my head at him.
“Hi,” I returned harshly.
He took a drink. He was in no rush to speak and I hated that. He forced me to just watch him as he took a coaster off the bar and set it down before putting his glass neatly on top. “I don’t know what you might be thinking right now,” he finally said, his words measured, “and I don’t owe you an explanation but I can’t seem to sit at that table for much longer knowing that you’re watching me and getting the wrong idea, so I’m going to give you one.”
“You were fingering another girl in front of the entire room and she’s waiting for your cock in the bathroom right now. What else do I need to know?” I demanded, trying but failing to be unemotional. “That you plan on saying all the same words to her that you said to me? ‘You drive me crazy, I can’t stop wanting you.’ I’m guessing that’s what you tell every girl you fuck right before she makes you come.”
“Isla, I am working right now,” Abram finally snarled. “This crowd, this night – none of it is coincidence. I’m not here right now because I’m interested in watching a fight, I’m here because I have business to do and in case you didn’t assume, it has everything to do with why you ran into me with a dead fucking body in that alley, so the fact that I’m even here giving you this explanation right now is astounding to me because this is everything I knew I needed to avoid. But like I said, it’s not your fault,” he said between gritted teeth. “The mistake was solely mine.”
I stared, speechless. “I am deeply sorry that you ever made the mistake of giving a shit about me.”
“So am I.”
My jaw dropped at his cruel words. Tears stung my eyes but as I walked away, he grabbed my arm and snarled.
“I don’t think you understand me.”
I fought him. “What the fuck else do I need to understand, Abram?”
“That my eyes follow you everywhere you go, Isla, even when I don’t want them to,” he muttered intensely under his breath. When I tried to look away he held my jaw. “I’m sure you think I haven’t looked at you once but the fact is that I nearly fucking passed out when you walked into this room. I’ve watched you all night. I saw every time you fixed your top, talked with Rhode. I saw you when you bent down too far and could barel
y get up because of how tight that skirt is wrapped around your perfect fucking body. I saw when you rolled your eyes at Nate, when you dropped all your napkins and I have fucking whiplash in my neck from watching your ass twitch all the way to the bar, every fucking time.” He pulled me closer, his eyes blazing. “I have blood on my hands and the most dangerous men in the city who are going to be hunting me like prey the second they find out what I did. This is the most important moment of my life so yes, I wish I could’ve gone back in time and never met you, the same way you’d erase the fact that you watched a man die if you could. But it’s all happened. I’m not going to forget you at this point and I can’t sit at that table for another second acting like I don’t see you when you’re the only thing I can ever fucking see.”
The air drained from my lungs. I was breathless. There was so much I wanted to say yet I couldn’t make a sound. But I didn’t have to. Pulling me into him, Abram kissed me hard amid the raucous and chaos, in front of everyone, pulling away with the urgency of life or death in his voice.
“I need to take you upstairs right now.”
~
We had no regard for the elevator cameras. Clinging to Abram’s neck, I moaned in his ear, his hand under my skirt and his fingers thrusting inside me, forcing every raspy cry from my lips.
Though we made it to the penthouse, we only got as far as the living room. I gasped as Abram managed to undo what took me twenty minutes to get into, yanking my skirt down and ripping the top off my breasts. Bending me over the back of the couch, he spread my legs, making me feel so deliciously vulnerable as the cold air hit my pussy. I curled my fingers against the leather as I panted, feeling Abram’s hot gaze raking the length of my wetness. I could hear his heavy breathing, his eyes devouring my sex as he took out his cock. But my legs were shocked stiff when I felt sudden a warm breath on my folds. I realized what it was just as I felt Abram’s tongue slide inside me.
“Oh God,” I gasped, folding over the couch as he tunneled in and out of me. I stretched to my tippy toes, pushing the heel of my palm into the seat as he groaned deliciously against my sex, sending a hot vibration down my legs. “Please don’t stop,” I begged, pressing my knees into the back of the couch, gripping the edge of the cushion as he trailed his tongue down to circle my clit. I could hear him ripping open a condom as he continued his delicious onslaught on my sensitive pearl. “Abram, please!” I whined when he suddenly stopped.
But after a second of tantalizing pause, I felt the smooth, pulsing head of his cock, so torturously slow as it eased into my pussy. I moaned, immediately clenching around him. “Yes,” Abram groaned leaned onto me. “So fucking good, Isla… so fucking good.” Grabbing hold of my hips, he plunged every inch of himself inside me, his pace so immediately furious that it seized my breath. When I could speak again, his name poured with sheer pleasure from my mouth. He rumbled at the sound. “Again,” his whisper sliced through the thick air. “Say my name.” He slammed me hard against him. I screamed his name. He did it again. It spilled from my lips.
Abram rumbled with satisfaction as he stood me straight, pulling me up against his chest and kissing the back of my neck while pumping deep inside me. One hand kneading my breast, the other slid between my thighs, teasing my clit and launching me into sensory overload. My mouth fell open. I let my head fall back onto his shoulder, shivering at the sensation of his tongue in my ear. I was at his mercy now, every part of my body in his ruthless possession.
“Fuck, just let me stay here. Just let this fucking be it,” he exhaled, pain and pleasure dripping from his every word. I moaned, my hand clasping over his, his grip on my breast squeezing tight as I got close.
“I’m coming,” I gasped.
“That’s all I need,” he panted in my ear, thrusting hard into my pussy, rubbing faster against my clit. “That’s all I fucking need, Isla.”
“Abram – ”
