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Because there was no fighting this anymore.
Coming into an office, I turned as I heard him follow me before locking the door. His dark eyes were blazing, and I wanted to run my fingers through his hair, to pull the tie out and make him look even wilder. With a flick of his arm, he indicated the elevator door past the desk, and I hastily walked past, scared that if I stopped or slowed down to think, even for a second, I’d lose my nerve.
The elevator went up a single floor, opening to an open-plan apartment.
He waved his arm forward, indicating a room at the end.
The bedroom.
Of course, I knew where this was leading, but the sight of the large room, almost empty except for the king bed against the opposite wall, I twisted my hands together as my nerves got the better of me.
What if I was no good, and he didn’t like me?
God, why do I even care what he thinks?
Emrick followed me, again locking the door behind him.
Three locked doors now lay between an exit and me.
He had collected the bottle of vodka from the balcony and was taking a large swig as he shrugged off his hoodie, letting it drop to the floor. He had only a tank underneath it, and the definition of the muscles on his chest and arms were only enhanced by the artistic placement of the tribal tattoos. He looked like a bodybuilder, and it occurred to me I hadn’t seen his arms bare before. They were just as intimidating as the rest of him—rock hard and ready to inflict damage.
Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. What was I doing here?
Emrick held the bottle out to me, and when I shook my head rapidly, he waved it slightly. “It’ll take the edge off. You’re nervous. Drink.” His tone was clipped as though he was barely containing anger.
He was barely containing something.
Taking the bottle, I took a swig, longer than I had planned, and despite the purity of the vodka, I still coughed. He chuckled as he took the bottle from me and put it on the floor by his feet before crossing the room and closing the gap between us.
“I may hurt you…” he said. “But I promise you this, youwillcome.” Whimpering, I couldn’t move, let alone nod. He continued, “This is your last chance to leave. I won’t stop you, but if you don’t want this, you need to go.Now.”His fingers twitched as though he was going to grab me, but he still had some restraint left in him. “Because once I start, I won’t stop.”
Swallowing heavily, my mind was racing. I wanted a man who could bring out the devil in me, who would dominate and make me orgasm only when he gave his permission. To me, that was so hot. But Emrick, he was a whole new level of darkness, something else entirely, and I didn’t know if I was ready for him.
When I took half a step back, his expression darkened, and his lip lifted into a snarl.
But he didn’t move.
EMRICK
She was in the bedroom. I had gotten her this far, andnowshe was moving away from me. It was only a half-step, but it was enough. Saying nothing, I watched her. It was written all over her face she was still debating internally. I wouldn’t force her. I wanted her screams to be of pleasure, not of terror. If Cara wouldn’t let me take her, I would have to go out—right now—and find someone who would.
But I wantedher.
She had made me choose her, and she didn’t even realize it. The way she kept watching me from the moment she started working here, all that curiosity, fear, and arousal mingled together, I had to have her, her attitude, and her claims of internal darkness. She had intrigued me more, and I simply must take her. She wouldn’t come back—they never did. But if one night was all I got with this woman, one night where I could peel back those layers of clothing and confirm what I already suspected—shewantedme to be rough—then I’d make it one night worthwhile.
“I’ll stay.”
After a pause, I growled out, “Say it again.”
She was rubbing her upper arm. “I’ll stay,” she said, so quietly it was little more than a whisper. But when she looked up at me, she straightened her back and jutted out her chest. I was more of a legs and ass man, but she had nice tits. “I’m staying. I want this.” This time it was said firmly, and I wondered if she was trying to convince herself or me.
I didn’t care.
“Good.”
Closing the gap between us again, the back of her legs was right up against the mattress as I kissed her neck. She pouted as though she thought I was going to kiss her, but that wasn’t me. Kissing was intimate, kissing was for lovers, and I hadn’t kissed anyone in a long time. Cara moaned with my attentions to her neck, and despite the rage running through my veins, the need for release, I knew enough to know I needed to ease her into it. At least at the start. Her body was still slightly stiff against mine, but when I ran my tongue up her neck and over her earlobe, she lifted a leg around my thigh and ran her hands up my back. The heat between her legs was so intense, and I didn’t know how long I’d be able to maintain control.
Maybe she didn’t want me to.
