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“Be careful, miss, otherwise I will show you just how much sex drive I have, on you, in this bath.”
“Okay, point proven.” Victoria settles back on to my chest, and I’m struggling with how good this feels.
Why is she different than any other woman I have slept with or dated? Is this why I have never wanted more than a few nights with them? They never challenged me or let me release my inner alpha. It’s like sex with Victoria has opened a door I’ve been holding shut my whole life.
I’m not a dominant by any stretch of the imagination, but I crave to dominate her, with an intensity that I have never felt before.
I think that’s why her standing up to me in the outside world triggers my immense burning need to fuck her. I want her on her knees for me and only me.
I don’t know how to explain that to her without sounding like a man who is more than the asshole she already thinks I am. Resting my chin on the top of her head, I know the answer won’t come to me easily. Nothing in my life ever does.
All I know is that I’m desperate to keep her for as long as I can. Because deep down, I know eventually she will want to fly and find herself, and it won’t be with me.
VICTORIA
Every muscle in my body is reminding me of what just happened upstairs.
Who even am I?
I have never desired sex like that, but to be honest, I didn’t know I would desire a man like Nicholas either. I never expected such a soft side to a man that all I could see from the outside was an absolute fucktard. Now I should rename him as the man who loves to fuck hard, and oh God, did I love it just like that.
Maybe he’s right, I am a dirty little girl for him. I would have let him do anything to me in the moment, and although I shocked myself, he is helping me to discover a part of me that I didn’t know existed.
The part deep down where I want to be his to control. Completely!
Lying on the daybed on the back porch, I can’t wrap my head around what has happened today. One moment I was at work, preparing to face the growly bear and challenge him about why he fucked and dumped me. But instead, here I am relaxing after being completely worshiped, while my personal chef is preparing me a lush meal. I know he doesn’t want to talk about anything, but I do. I can’t just fall into this without my eyes wide open. Too many times in my life I have done that, and it has come back to bite me. Elouise is going to kill me for letting him back in so easily, but I can’t seem to stop his charm from mesmerizing me. Even the constant banter we have has some magnetic pull that I can’t seem to avoid.
The weather is balmy as the night starts, and I could easily fall asleep here—except for the stomach rumbling that keeps happening. The man worked up my appetite to a point that he better be cooking me a five-course meal. He wanted me to relax, but I wish I was still in the kitchen watching him. The ease in the way he glides around his workspace and whirls the knife, chopping and preparing, is fascinating.
The tenderness he uses on me after sex is such a contradiction of what the world sees, but now I realize why he loves his home out here. Away from everyone, he can just be himself, and that’s the person I really want to know. The asshole in him stokes my fire in the best way possible, but the softness of the man who bathed me upstairs and is now cooking for me is someone who needs to be loved. I can tell that from the small moments he has let himself free.
Am I that woman who can love this Jekyll-and-Hyde man?
My heart says yes, but my head is still saying we’ll see.
“I brought you this to nibble on until dinner is ready. It’s in the oven but will take about an hour.” Nicholas’s deep voice startles me from my thoughts. I’m sure he must walk on his toes to be that quiet.
He places down a platter of meats, cheeses, fruit, crackers, bread, and so much more. There is abundant choice in his selection, and of course, in his other hand is a bottle of wine and two glasses, ready to start the night off right. I’m not sure I should drink around him, but just one can’t be too bad. If this is all one big mistake, then I’ve already made it, and it had nothing to do with alcohol.
“Thank you. Your presentation even looks impressive, oh master chef.” I smile up at him as he hands me the glass of white wine he just poured. Taking the first sip, it’s light and fruity. He probably has his own wine rack in the kitchen stocked with all the best wines. Who am I kidding, he probably has a freaking wine cellar, or better still, a damn vineyard.
“I aim to please, Victoria,” he says, taking a seat beside me with the food platter between us. He stretches out his legs and leans back on the pillows.
This man is sex on a stick. Seriously!
I mean, how am I supposed to ignore his body when he is just wearing a pair of soft gray gym shorts that sit just perfectly on his hips. His full abs are on display, and oh my God, the arm porn. It’s almost like he knows that I lose all rational thought when I see arms with bulging veins, which he has plenty of. And his large strong hands, I know what they can do, and that makes me blush at the thought.
“You okay over there? Your breathing just hitched, and you’re flushed.” The satisfaction in his voice shows he knows what he is doing to me.
“Don’t be a jerk. I mean, seriously…” I scoff, waving my hand up and down his torso. “How many hours in the gym does that take?” My stomach decides now is the perfect time to growl loud enough I’m sure they heard it all the way back in London.
“Not much, I’m blessed with good genes.” He feeds me a strawberry before I have time to reply. “Now eat, you will need your energy.”
Savoring the taste of sweetness on my tongue, these strawberries must be freshly grown here in his gardens. There is no way they come from a shop tasting this good.
But his words are lingering in my head. I need to stand firm on what I want. Before our bodies touch again, we are talking this out whether he likes it or not.
Waiting for dinner to cook gives us the perfect opportunity.
