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I couldn’t hold myself back. I cried out, tipping my head back against the cool tile behind me, and gripped his shoulders tightly. The sensation was everything I had wanted it to be, and more, the sheer relief of feeling him entering me was almost more than I could take.
With me pinned to the wall in front of him, he began to fuck me hard and fast, taking me in long, quick strokes that filled me right to the brim. My pussy was already soaked just from being in the same room as him for so long, and I couldn’t deny how badly I needed this. No matter how I tried, no part of me could hide from how good we were together, how hot it was to just give myself over to this pleasure, even if I should have known better.
"You’re so fucking wet for me, Thea," he murmured in my ear as he caught my lobe between his teeth and tugged on it lightly. I moaned again, hardly able to form words. The only thing on my mind in that instant was how much I wanted to come and how much longer I could hold off while he fucked me like this.
"You’ve been thinking about this all night, haven’t you?" he continued, and I nodded, making some unintelligible response. He kissed me again, driving himself even deeper into me. I gasped, clinging onto him for dear life, inhaling the scent of his aftershave as it filled the air around us.
He moved his face to my neck, brushing his lips over my throat before he found my mouth and kissed me.
I could already feel the orgasm clenching inside of me, every part of my body starting to tense as the pleasure built. I had been waiting for this for so long, and now he was here, right in front of me, inside me, kissing me, holding me, showing me how much he wanted me. I couldn’t keep from going over the edge.
"Oh, fuck," I groaned, as I dug my fingers into his strong shoulders, feeling his muscles beneath the fabric of the jacket. He moved inside of me, slowing his thrusts, letting me enjoy every second of him.
And then I felt it happen. My pussy clenched around him, the rush of pleasure getting the better of me as I came—the orgasm tearing through me, and I gritted my teeth to try my best not to make too much noise. I needed to keep quiet or risk attracting the attention of everyone in the casino, but attempting to hold myself back felt impossible when the pleasure he gave me was just this intense.
"I want to hear you, Thea," he murmured to me. "Let me hear you when you come."
I did as I was told, letting out a long groan of relief, and moaning as the orgasm continued to flood through my body. I knew he loved making it this hard for me to keep quiet—knew he loved watching me unable to resist the pleasure he gave me.
A few moments later, I felt him reach his own release inside of me, driving in deep and holding himself there for a long moment before he pulled back. I could feel the warmth of him flooding me, filling me, and the thrill of it was enough to make me forget what a crazy, stupid idea this was.
Slowly, he helped me back to my feet, my legs trembling so damn much it felt as though they were going to give right out underneath me at any moment. I squeezed my eyes shut, clamping my thighs together and pulling up my panties. I needed to clean myself up before I went back out there, but I couldn’t think of anything but him right now.
"Fuck, I needed that," he murmured as he tucked himself away and zipped up his pants once more. My breath was still shaky as I looked up at him, wondering what the hell I had just done—why I had just fucked him again when I knew he was probably more trouble than he was worth.
"Me too," I admitted. No point in denying it, not now that we had such hot sex again. There was no way for me to hide how much I desired him, how badly I wanted him, even though I would have done anything to be able to push down those feelings inside myself.
He straightened himself up and turned to look at me. As soon as our eyes met, I felt a twist in my stomach. I didn’t know what was going to happen now, how he was going to react to what we’d just done, but I prayed he wasn’t going to make this more complicated than it needed to be. He was working with my brother on the very casino we were at the opening night for, and I was sure I had already overstepped my bounds by a good twenty feet by having sex with him for the second time.
"I want to see you again," he told me firmly. I bit my lip.
"Uh, I—I'm not sure if I’m going to be free," I stuttered, and he cocked an eyebrow at me.
"I haven’t even told you when it is yet," he remarked. The way he was looking at me, it was clear he wasn’t going to take no for an answer, and I didn’t want to risk sparking his anger if I tried to argue with him. Maybe it would just be easier to go along with whatever he wanted. I had no idea how he might react if I didn’t. A cold wave of panic washed through me as I wondered if he might take it out on Mark or the hotel.
"Dinner. Tomorrow night," he continued. "I’ll give you my number, and I’ll send a car to pick you up. You’re staying at the hotel, right?”
"Right," I murmured. I wished I had the nerve to argue with him, but I panicked.
And maybe—just maybe—there was a part of me that wanted to see him again, a part of me that wanted to find out what he was really like. My brother and protecting the business was a useful excuse. I couldn’t turn Scott down, even if I wanted to. And shit, I really didn’t want to right now.
"I’ll see you then," he told me, and he grinned as he let his gaze trail up and down my body once more. He leaned in again and planted a kiss on my lips, the kind that I knew he wanted me to remember him by.
"Catch you tomorrow," he added, and with that, he turned and walked out of the bathroom, leaving me standing there, wondering what the hell had just happened—and what exactly we were going to do tomorrow night, now that he’d basically just confirmed a date for us.
A date that, I had to admit, I was already looking forward to.
Chapter Eight Scott
I watched as Thea’s car pulled up outside the restaurant, and finished my drink before I headed out to meet her.
"Make sure there’s a bottle of champagne waiting at my table, okay?" I instructed Horatio, the host of the Soraya Café, where I was taking Thea out to dinner tonight. The upside about owning the place was that I got to choose exactly how I wanted this date to go, every little detail perfect so that when she arrived, she would know I had gone all-out for her.
In a tight black dress and heels, she emerged from the sleek town car I had sent to pick her up in. Her hair was down loose over her shoulders, and she had a slightly nervous expression on her pretty face, but I intended to make her comfortable in every way I could as long as she was here.
I stepped outside the restaurant and offered her my arm. She hesitated for a moment before she took it.
"How did you get a table at this place?" She asked. "It’s the most exclusive restaurant in town."
