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She turns and looks up at me, her eyes wide. “You put your finger in my ass.”
I step to her, hungry for more but holding back. “I intend to put a lot more there.” I take her hand and guide it to my cock.
She strokes down my hard length, and when her tongue darts out to wet her lips, I have to stifle a groan.
But I’ve already gone too far. I ignored every warning my brain tried to throw up, and I bent her over my desk. I’ve stayed away from her ever since I threatened her that night, ever since I couldn’t manage to leash the beast that craves every bit of her. But the moment I saw her in the arms of another man, something inside me just snapped. Fuck, what have I done?
I take a step back. “I’m … sorry.”
Her eyebrows rise in confusion just as Sue hisses outside my door and then someone yells out in pain.
15
LAURA
All my attention is so focused on Xavier. It’s as if nothing else in the world exists. He’s all I can see. Nothing else matters.Obsessed.
A curse leaves his mouth as he turns away from me. I reach out for him to pull him back. I want more of him. Yet, it seems as though something had changed. Is he planning on leaving? Does he consider this a game?
If so, it’s clearly one I don’t understand. My fingers graze his arm, causing him to stop instantly and turn that dark gaze of his back on me. I jerk my hand back like he's burned me. I’m hurt that once again he’s storming away from me after we shared an intimate moment. It leaves me cold. Worst of all, it makes me feel lonely. Then again, it’s a feeling I’m used to.
“Don’t move,” he orders me. Again, he turns away from me. He’s the most frustrating man in the world. He strides to the door. I fist my hands at my sides, willing myself to not be hurt by his reaction. This is what I wanted, no? It wasn't him that I enjoyed; it was his touch. I don’t want him; I want the pleasure.
Right. That’s it. I just wasn't done getting what I needed from him is all. He said to come to him when I wanted pleasure and, well, sometimes a girl needs more than one orgasm. That might be why he’s single. At least he better be single. Oh. my. God. What if he isn't single at all? I haven’t even considered that he may have someone else.
I’m about to pick up the glass globe off his desk to lob it at him when I hear Sue and the commotion outside a moment before Xavier throws the door open. I caught a small glance of the same man from earlier that had looked me up and down. It’s hard to see anything when Xavier’s frame fills up so much of the space. I can tell from Sue’s growls she’s about to pounce on someone or something.
Xavier turns back to look at me. “Not an inch!” His voice booms through his office. I take a step back due to the intensity in his voice before he slams the door so hard the room shakes. I’m shocked it doesn't shatter. I don’t know what the heck is going on, but between the murderous tone Xavier had and Sue sounding all feral out there, I decide that staying in this office is my best bet.
Then everything is silent. I take a few steps closer to the door, trying to hear anything at all. I step out of the heels and leave them behind. Somehow, I end up at the door. Then my hand is on the knob.
I’ll only take a small peek. Someone could need help. I look at the globe in my other hand, not exactly sure what it can do to protect me, but it’s better than nothing. When I crack the door open and look out, I don’t see anything. I yank it the rest of the way open and pop my head out, but still no one is there. The only thing that catches my eye is the splattering of blood across the white marble floor. Slowly, I shut the door and hope Xavier is okay.
Wait. Why would I care if he’s okay? He kidnapped me. Held me hostage while giving me orgasms and then quickly dismissing me with his head games. I’m going to be stuck here forever, always tormented by Xavier running hot and cold.
It’s not like Scott is going to come to my rescue. He might want to, but what’s he going to do? There’s no way in or out of this place unless Xavier allows it. I press my hand to my forehead just thinking about Scott. He’s a mess. Terrible with money. In fact, I’m worried that he might be getting himself intomoretrouble trying to come up with the money to get me out of here. Trouble that will have him killed either way.
I glance back at Xavier’s desk, suddenly remembering I’m alone in his office. I dash back to it. I start pulling open drawers to see what I can find. The office is the only room that’s ever locked. Oh, and that creepy door that goes to the basement that I really don’t want to investigate any further.
My heart drops when I see two cell phones. Only cheaters and drug dealers have two phones. Right? I think that’s what they say. I grab one and it doesn't power on. The next lights right up. It looks like one of those cheap burner phones. I punch in my brother's number. It rings and rings. I close my eyes, willing him to answer. Hoping that nothing bad has happened to him.
“Who is this?” I drop into Xavier’s chair when I hear Scott’s voice. A wave of relief washes over me. I had no idea how worried I'd been about him until I heard his voice. I think I’ve been trying to block it out.
“Scott.” I say his name.
“Laura. Are you okay?” he rushes to say.
“I’m fine. I swear.”
“Has he fucking touched you? I was already going to kill him but—”
“Stop. Please. Calm down. I need to tell you this. I don’t have much time.” I hear him suck in a deep breath. “I swear to you. He’s been good to me. This place is better than anywhere I’ve ever been. Do you hear me?”
“Yeah, so I’ll kill him fast.”
I roll my eyes. “This is not the time to be tough. At least not with someone like Xavier. I don’t want you to do anything stupid to get me out of here. If you get yourself killed, we’re both screwed.”
“Laura.” He sounds defeated.
