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Or at least it is for me.

I’m turned on like crazy and trying to concentrate on this submission because I need to get it done as quickly as possible. Luckily he doesn’t seem phased by my gasping response to his every touch.

He’s all businessman and somehow that makes me want him more.

“If you move that paragraph up it will have more impact,” he tells me, leaning across to point at the screen of my laptop. “Remember, they’ll make their mind up before they read the substance. They want you to persuade them that you’re the best choice on the first page. It makes their life easier.”

“Do you make your mind up on the first page?” I ask him, interested.

He gives me a crooked smile. “No. But I’m unusual, I’ve come to learn that. I need the substance before I can visualize whether something is going to work. I don’t trust what I see on the surface.”

He’s standing behind me now, leaning over my chair so he can point out more things to change about my submission. If it was anybody else I’d probably be annoyed, but this doesn’t feel like micromanagement. Every suggestion he gives makes my words look better. And by the time eleven o’clock rolls around I’m actually feeling like I might finish it before the deadline.

“It’s late,” I say to him. “What time do you need to leave in the morning?”

“I have an eight o’clock flight.”

My eyes widen. “That’s like nine hours away. And you’ll have to leave here at six. You need some sleep.” I push closed my laptop, feeling guilty that we’ve spent most of the night on my work. “We didn’t even get to watch Grey’s.”

“That’s not why I’m here.” He takes my hand and I stand, turning to face him. He lifts it to his lips, kissing the inside of my wrist.

My thighs clench.

“I’m not here for that either,” he says as though he can read my mind.

“Then why are you here?” I ask him, my voice low.

“Because I can’t stay away from you. You’re like a magnet. I’ll be in a meeting about derivatives and then I’ll picture the way your lips curl when you smile and I forget what the hell I’m supposed to be talking about. Or I’ll be out on a run and all I want to do is keep fucking running to wherever you are.” He pushes a stray hair from my face. “And yeah, I keep imagining what it’s like to be inside of you, too. Mostly because I want to know how you feel on me when you come. I want to swallow your gasps. I want to see your skin flush. I want to smell you all over me.”

“You’re so intense,” I breathe.

His lip quirks. “I know. And if my brothers could hear me now they’d laugh.” His brow dips. “Well, Eli kind of knows.”

“He does?” I’m intrigued.

He runs a finger down my shoulder, pulling me close with his other hand, his palm cupping my waist. “I didn’t understand this pull you have over me. I needed to talk to somebody about it. I hope you don’t mind.”

“What did he tell you to do about me?” I ask him.

“I couldn’t understand why I was still so attracted to you. Why I couldn’t push you out of my thoughts. Of course now I understand. It wasn’t just sexual attraction. It wasmore.But back then…” He shakes his head. “I just wanted to stop wanting you.” He pulls me even closer, until our bodies touch. Then he lowers his face. “He thought I could get over you. He was wrong.”

I lift my head up to look at him. There’s the strangest look on his face. Like he’s not quite sure he can believe he’s here. I’m not sure I can either. It’s hard to remember the man who drove me crazy with his jabs, and teasing, and one-upmanship. This man is completely different.

Maybe that’s why I feel so insecure about this.

“Did he tell you to talk to me?” I whisper.

Liam shakes his head. “He told me to sleep with somebody else.”

I suddenly feel sick. “And did you?” The words can barely escape my mouth. I don’t want to know, yet I do. He’s a grown man and at that point he didn’t owe me anything. He could do what he wanted with whoever he wanted.

And yet I’m completely consumed with jealousy.

“No.” He shakes his head. “I haven’t slept with anybody. Not in a very long time.”

I must look skeptical because he starts to laugh.

“I’m not lying. I know you all think I’m this sex addict who constantly needs to be surrounded by women. But after that morning when I woke up with you and couldn’t remember a thing…” He takes a deep breath. “Something changed.”

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