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“Is the problem me?” she asked, her voice trembling. “Do you not want me? Am I too fa—
He grabbed hold of her face and slammed his mouth on to hers. She inhaled sharply, his scent hitting her just as his tongue began teasing the crease of her lips.
“Don’t. You are beautiful, so fucking sexy,” he growled, frustrated.
She had no idea what to say, what to think. She bit her lip, trying to corral her thoughts, to slow her heartbeat, to cool her need.
But he wasn’t having that.
His gaze locked with hers, and she couldn’t tear herself away. Her belly cartwheeling, her heart pounding, her pussy walls clenching and unclenching around nothing.
She needed him to fill her up. Nice and full.
Shivering, she waited.
AJ, forcing her chin up, leaned in and pressed a soft kiss on her lips, leaving her hungry and wanting.
She reached up, grasping his shoulders, silently begging him to draw her near, take her lips again, and feed her his taste.
Finally, his mouth found hers again, and she was lost. Never wanting to be found again. So hot. So good. A ball of pleasure unfurled within her, branching out like the rays of a rising sun. Her body lit up, catching fire.
But the fire quickly died when he jerked away from her, slamming his own hand over his mouth.
She shivered at the loss of his heat, her now empty grip falling into her lap.
“This was a mistake. I…I can’t do this with you, Maeve. No matter how much I want to keep going until we’re both sweaty and weak from orgasms, I can’t do it. Not to you.”
“Do what to me? I want this, AJ.”
“But…I think…I want someone else.”
Maeve recoiled as if he’d slapped her. He knew immediately he’d said the wrong thing.
Moaning, he shoved his hands through his hair.
“Not like that, Maeve. I want you, I do. But that’s as far as it can go. I…have feelings for another woman, and I feel like doing this, with you, is unfair to her.”
He couldn’t be sure, but it seemed like understanding then…determination crossed her face. What was that about?
She stood, putting space between them. Space he still didn’t even know if he wanted.
Fuck, he was confused and frustrated and fucking horny.
“I understand, AJ. I get it. No hard feelings, okay? We’ll just…forget this happened, yeah?”
Swallowing down the immediate response of ‘No!’, he got to his feet and peered down into her flushed face. Her eyes had hardened, no longer the desire softened blue orbs. They were now glinting and steely.
He’d hurt her, he knew he did, but there was nothing he could do about it now.
“Yeah,” he finally responded. He headed toward the door. She didn’t follow him, remaining in front of the loveseat, her unreadable gaze on him. His hand on the doorknob, he hesitated. He didn’t want to leave. He wanted to stay. With her. To finish what they started.
But Swan…she deserved more. And, up until that night at Velvet, he’d wanted to give it to her. How had everything gotten so twisted and fucked?
“Goodnight, Maeve,” he breathed, unable to tear his gaze from hers.
She offered him a flimsy smile. “See you tomorrow, boss.”
Boss.
