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“Levi?” Diana’s tentative voice floated through the front hall but clashed around my ears.
“Oh, fuck,” I hissed through my teeth.
While scrambling to tuck my erection into the hem of my pants, I tumbled off the couch to the floor. My knees hit the ground, and I grunted, but pulled my zipper up in time.
“Levi?” The door creaked open, and my head arched back to find Diana staring curiously down at me. She asked, “What are you doing?”
I forced an uneasy chuckle out of my throat. Standing slowly, I brushed invisible debris off my jeans. “Oh, just looking for my phone. Don’t worry about it. Hey, aren’t you early today?”
“No. I’m actually a few minutes late.” Her brow twitched up as she noted the disheveled state of me.
I took in Diana’s outfit from head to toe and sucked in a sharp breath when she shrugged off her thick overcoat. Today she wore a long-sleeve black dress with a hem that kissed the tops of her thigh high black boots. She’d twisted her violet hair into a messy bun that I imagined pulling down and allowing the purple strands to unravel freely down her back.
I imagined pushing up her dress while she lowered onto my lap and pushing her panties to the side—my cock throbbed near painfully in the prison of my pants.
“Are you okay?” Her face scrunched up as she asked, then her arms curled around herself. She seemed unsure, barely meeting my eyes.
“I’m fine. Look, I overslept. I’m sorry. Do you mind starting without me while I go get cleaned up?” I rubbed the back of my neck and forced myself to look at anything other than the delicious curve of her hips in the skin-tight dress.
“That’s fine. Actually, I’ll run out and grab us some coffee while you do that. What do you take?” she asked and tossed her coat back on without looking at me.
I’ll take you. Over and over. With chocolate sauce that I can lick off your creamy skin, and hear that pretty voice—
“Levi?” Diana urged me for an answer while half turned to the door.
I shook my head as if that might clear my brain. “Quad Americano with cream. Thanks.”
“Gotcha.” Diana bolted out the door without looking back.
Either she didn’t want to be here, or she felt nervous after what happened between us. And fuck, I couldn’t blame her if she was.
My stomach twisted into brittle knots at seeing her. I couldn’t imagine what her insides were doing.
Maybe I could get inside her and find out…
Fucking hell, I needed to jerk one out in the shower before she returned, or it would be the most torturously long day of my life.
Twelve
A hot shower and a jerk didn’t help as much as it should have. The moment I went downstairs and entered the studio, the sight of Diana bent over the soundboard experimenting with the settings brought the ache back as swift as the wind.
The edge of her black dress barely hid the perfect curve of her ass. If she leaned forward any further, I’d see her underwear—
As if Diana sensed my presence, and my eyes devouring her, she glanced once over her shoulder. One glimpse where our eyes locked, and she shared some untold secret with me. A look of wanting and promise.
She bent over further, flipping the switch to turn on the recording room. The light flicked on through the glass window, but my eyes riveted on her. Her dress rode up, revealing inches of her skin and the swell of her tantalizing ass.
My jaw locked, and my next breath froze in my lungs.
She wasn’t wearing any underwear at all.
“Oh, fuck me,” I cursed in a whisper. My heart palpitated, as if it wanted to beat right out of my chest.
Diana faced the soundboard again, standing upright but leaving her dress bunched up around her ass. The lights around the ceiling illuminated her purple hair and the alluring contour of her body.
The strength of my knees wavered under the desire to drop to the floor and sink my teeth into her perfectly plump behind. I wanted to sink my fingers into her soft hips and bury my tongue in the slit I’d seen a hint of.
“Your coffee is on the table,” she said dismissively, without giving me another glance.
