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I rush forward toward the bathroom door.
“Hi. I guess you really need to use the bathroom,” she says, bemused. She attempts to move out of my way, but I catch her elbow, pulling her back into the bathroom before I shut and lock the door behind us.
Alone in the bathroom with Sophie…it’s the last place I should be, let alone at a company function, but I can’t help myself. This week has been torture. Sophie is all I can think about. Knowing she’s here in the city and I can’t touch her is doing something to me.
“No.” I lean against the door. “I don’t need to use the bathroom.”
“Oh.” She looks around the small space before allowing her eyes to land on me. “Then what do you need?”
Her words come out breathless. I can hear the tremble of desire in them. My body was already primed from simply looking at her, hearing her voice and being this close only intensifies my craving for her. Sophie’s response to me does nothing to tell me I should turn and leave. It only draws me in further.
I push off the door and take a step closer.
You.That’s the answer to her question, but I don’t say it aloud.
Sophie turns back to the mirror and pulls a lipstick out of her clutch. I watch her for a moment before I pull my gaze away.What the fuck am I doing here?This is inappropriate.My fingers thread through my hair, pulling on the styled strands until they’re wild.
“I shouldn’t be in here with you,” I say, letting her know that I’m on edge. This is a dangerous place to be. Only feet away from her with no one else around.
“Okay.” She smacks her lips together, then drops the lipstick back in her clutch. “You know where the door is.”
I smirk, watching her pretend like she didn’t start breathing harder the second I walked in here. It gives me some relief to know that I’m not the only one feeling this way. “That’s one of the things I liked about you that night in Vegas.”
“What?” she asks, her eyes trailing me in the mirror as I walk up behind her.
“Your mouth.” I let myself lean into her, my front grazing her back, but I keep my hands restrained in my pockets. “I liked the sassy words that came out of it as much as I liked filling it.”
When Sophie’s eyes lift again, our gazes collide in the mirror.
I can see the effect my words have on her. The way her eyes dilate and her nipples harden beneath her dress. I swear I can even see the quickening pulse in her neck under the shadow of the vanity light.
“I liked how wet your thighs were from sucking my cock, how your back arched when you rode my tongue on the dining table before I bent you over the bed and fucked you hard.”
I watch her swallow work itself down her slender neck, only to have the sudden urge to wrap my hand there.
The torture I’ve felt this week is reflected to me in the mirror. “I can’t stop thinking about you, Sophie.”
“And yet, you’re here with another woman.” She breaks our stare to tousle her hair. “That’s interesting.”
I’ve already forgotten that I brought Madeline to the party. That she asked for a ride and I obliged.
“She’s a friend.”
“Yes, she did look very friendly when she was hanging on your arm and rubbing her hand all over your chest.”
“I know we said it would be best not to see each other—” I start, but she whips around to face me.
“Actually,yousaid that.” She makes a move toward the door.
“And you agreed.” I match her move. I should let her leave, end the torture that being near her causes, but I know it won’t end if I walk out of this room without touching her. “Then, I see you here tonight and I can’t take my eyes off you.”
Behind the safety of these walls, my greedy eyes attempt to get their fill. I’m hopeful if I take in every inch of Sophie’s skin, trace every curve of her body, the memories will be enough to sustain me. I already know they won’t.
“I noticed,” she says, her attempt at smug, but I can see the hunger I feel matched in her eyes.
I close the inches between us, pinning her against the counter, my hands gripping the edge of the cool marble.
“I’ve been thinking about you to the point of distraction.”
