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"I didn’t know how you’d react if I said no," she replied. "I thought you might take it out on Mark or something..."
"I’m a man of my word, Thea, and if I’ve made a commitment to your brother and his business, nothing’s going to get in the way of that," I replied. "If that’s the only reason you came here, you’re welcome to get up and leave now."
I leaned back in my seat, falling silent for a moment. I knew she wasn’t going anywhere. She didn’t have it in her. Her lips parted as though she wanted to argue with me, but then she sank back in her seat. She wasn’t going to get up and leave, not now that she was here.
I could tell some part of her wanted to. Some part of her wanted to get to her feet right now and prove to me that she wasn’t stuck here, that she didn’t feel like she needed to stay if she didn’t want to, but the draw between us was too strong for that. No matter how much she might have wished she could just get up and walk, she knew it wasn’t that easy.
She didn’t move a muscle. Finally, she let out a sigh.
"I don’t want to leave," she admitted, her voice dropping slightly.
"You don’t?" I asked, a smile curling up the corners of my lips. "I thought you disapproved of everything I do. Seems a little hypocritical to go out to dinner with me, doesn’t it?"
She narrowed her eyes at me, but I could see a small smile crossing her mouth too. She might have been doing her best to pretend otherwise, but she was enjoying my company more than she would have liked to admit.
"I like spending time with you," she confessed, finally. "I like...parts of it, anyway."
"Let me guess," I murmured, lowering my voice and leaning a little closer to her across the table. "You like the part where I’m fucking you senseless?"
Her lips parted in surprise, and her eyes darted back and forth to make sure nobody had heard what I had just said. I could see a pink flush tinging her cheeks, but, at the same time, it was obvious she enjoyed hearing me speak that way. There was desire in her eyes. It was written all over her face, blatant and impossible for her to hide.
"Yeah," she replied, finally, as though daring me to come out with something else quite as filthy as that in public. If she thought I wasn’t going to push my luck, she had another thing coming. I could have ordered everyone out of this restaurant right now and fucked her over the table, and there wouldn’t have been a damn thing anyone here could do about it.
"So what are we doing having dinner?" I asked her. "When I should be making you come instead?"
What came next was something of a blur. I called us a cab, and soon, we were making out in the back seat, my hands traveling hungrily all over her body, her slim form pressed up against mine as though she had been waiting for this all night long. I was sure there was more for us to talk about. Sure we should have focused on discussing what the hell was happening between us, but the tension had been too much for me to bear. I didn’t want to hold back. I didn’t want to hide from it.
I just wanted her in every way I could have her.
We arrived back at my place, and the two of us practically fell out of the car together as I led her up the steps to the private elevator. I pushed my hand beneath her skirt as the elevator doors closed, and she arched her back and pressed against me. I loved the way she responded to me like nothing else could even touch the way she felt right now. For all that she disapproved of what I did, she still couldn’t deny the intensity of the want between us, and all the two of us needed right now was to give ourselves over to it and let it take control of us.
We went inside, and I pushed her up against the door, kissing her hard. I loved the way she tasted. I was pretty sure I would never get tired of it. She slipped her arms around me, her fingertips tracing lightly over my tattoo as she tugged at my shirt and brushed her fingers against my skin.
I lifted up her dress, cupping her ass and pulling her against me. God, her body was so perfect. She moaned against my lips, the needy little noise sending a shock of arousal through me. My cock was already hard, and I wanted to be inside her—but more than that, I wanted to taste her. I wanted to gorge myself on every part of her.
I led her to the stairs, taking her back to the bedroom where we had spent our first night together, and laid her down on the bed, moving on top of her so she could feel the hardness of my cock grinding against her hip. She was panting against my mouth now as I moved my lips to her ear, then her neck, brushing over her throat and pulling down the zipper of her dress to expose her.
I traced my fingers down the line of skin the parted material revealed, and she turned to watch me as I touched her, taking in the sight of my fingers like she couldn’t believe this was really happening. I wondered if this was how she had expected the night to go or if she had convinced herself she was going to refrain. Either way, she sure as hell wasn’t complaining now, and the feel of her soft skin beneath my fingers was making it even harder for me to resist her.
I pulled off her dress and slid down between her legs, planting my lips against her pussy through the thin fabric of her panties. I heard her moan loudly from above me, and I looked up at her, grinning and planting a kiss on the sensitive spot on the inside of her thigh.
"You want me to go down on you?" I asked her, letting the words tease on the tip of my tongue—as though she would have said anything other than yes. I could tell she was beyond the point of being able to control herself, her mind too muddled with want to turn down anything I offered her, and I loved knowing that I could have that kind of effect on her. She nodded.
"I want to hear you say it," I ordered her playfully. She closed her eyes, pulling herself together as though she needed to work out exactly how to think straight again.
"I want you to go down on me," she murmured, finally, and that was all I needed. I pulled her panties to the side and buried my face against her pussy for the first time.
She tasted exactly as perfect as I knew she would, her musky sweetness filling my senses. I slipped one hand beneath her ass and pulled her to me, pressing my mouth against her and swirling my tongue around her clit.
I could feel her legs starting to tremble on either side of me already, and I loved feeling her body shivering and shaking in response to me. I loved knowing I was turning her on as much as I was. Nothing got me off like hearing the little moans she let out as I went down on her. I let my tongue trail down to her slit and pushed myself an inch or two inside of her, tasting her throbbing pussy from the inside out.
She reached down to grip my head, and soon, she was grinding back against me as I gently kissed and sucked on her clit—I loved feeling the way she responded to me, loved feeling her body tense and tighten as she got closer and closer to the edge. I wanted to take her right to the very point of no return—so she couldn’t hold back. And then...
Once I was sure she was right at the edge, I moved my mouth from her pussy. She gasped, looking down at me with wide eyes.
I moved on top of her and kissed her before she could say a word, unzipping my pants and taking my cock into my hand.
"I want to be inside you when you come," I murmured, grinning as I brushed my lips across hers. She just moaned, arching her back, and lifting herself up so I could enter.
