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“You want me to stop, sweet thing?” he purred in my ear while pressing small, teasing kisses below my ear.
“No,” I moaned before I could stop myself.
Yes. I wanted him to stop. I wanted him to stop before I dropped to my knees and sucked him off in the supply closet. Before I made ‘bad Gemma decisions’ and slept with my arch-nemesis. I needed him to stop before he put his spell on me again.
But rational Gemma wasn’t in charge. Horny Gemma was. And horny Gemma didn’t give a fuck how Felix had wronged us.
“No, sweet thing?”
“Please?” I begged and arched my hips up, waiting for him to plunge a thick digit between my legs.
“No.”
“What?” I asked in disbelief and sighed when he set me back down on my feet.
“Not like this.”
“Because you don’t want me?” I cried.
Of course, he didn’t want me. He only kissed me so he could reject me again. Because that was the kind of asshole he was. Tears threatened as I realized I had fallen for his bullshit once again. I couldn’t let this douche-canoe see how much his rejection crushed me. How once again, he fooled me.
Felix twirled a strand of my pink hair around a finger. “I’m not fucking you in the supply closet. I want to bend you over my bed and take you from behind while I grip your pretty hair in my fist.”
Ohhh.
“You want that, sweet thing? You want me to press you into the mattress as I have my way with you?”
I whimpered.
Yes, yes, I did. I wanted all of that. And more. I wanted him to choke me while he told me I was a naughty girl.
This was a bad idea on so many levels, but horny Gemma had taken over, and she didn’t care. Not one bit. The only thing she cared about was getting underneath this tattooed hottie as soon as possible.
“Let’s finish closing up and then I’ll take you home and wrap my mouth around your clit, huh, sweet thing?”
I must have been drunk on his kisses because I nodded instead of telling him to go fuck himself. Felix threaded his hands through my hair when he kissed me one last time, nice and slow, like he was savoring me. Like he was promising me what would come later if I behaved myself. But I didn’t want to be good. I wanted to misbehave so badly that he punished me for it.
I opened my eyes when he pulled away, and his dark eyes bored into me. Then his lips turned up into a mischievous smile. “The quicker we finish tonight, the quicker I’ll have you coming, okay, sweet thing?” he purred.
I didn’t know why I nodded and agreed with him. I shouldn’t be doing this, but I was horny with a capital H.
“Wait, I want to know one thing,” I said.
“What’s that?” he asked.
His eyes were still dark with desire. He wanted me as badly as I wanted him. Dec was right. Maybe Felix and I needed to bang it out. If we got all our aggression out in the bedroom, we wouldn’t bring it to work anymore. That would have made Declan happy, since he threatened to write us up after our last fight. He didn’t give a damn if I was family. He was serious about making sure the brewery wasn’t a hostile working environment.
“Who was that guy tonight?” I asked.
Felix’s eyes narrowed, and he looked pissed off.
Felix was a dick, but he never looked furious at me before. The look that marred his face was scary.
He ran his tattooed hand down his face. “Gem, I don’t want to talk about my ex.”
Oh.
Ohhh.
