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“That’s ridiculous.”
“You don’t have to worry about Samantha.”
“I’m just the help here,” I shoot back, anger coursing through my veins. “I don’t have any reason to be jealous.”
He grabs me by the arm and pulls me into a kiss. It’s a furious and possessive kiss, the kind that knocks the air out of my lungs, sending my senses down in an endless spiral. His tongue wrestles mine, and I taste a hint of coffee as he deepens the kiss. His arm comes around, locking around my waist. He nearly crushes me in his embrace, his cock twitching against my loins.
I moan and try to object. I try to back away, but I can’t.
He winds his fingers through my hair and pulls my head back, breathing heavily as his eyes search my face. “I don’t think you understand, Stella.”
“No, I totally understand. And it’s fine. We did say it was strictly physical, anyway.”
“Clearly, I have to draw you a picture.”
Without hesitation, he takes me by the hand and out of the cigar room. “Hold on, Noah. My cart!”
“Somebody else will take care of it,” he replies bluntly, briefly looking left and right as he almost drags me up the stairs. I can barely keep up, confusion and arousal turning my brain into a hazy mush.
“What are you doing?”
“Teaching you an important lesson,” Noah says.
Careful no one sees us, he takes me up to his room and locks the door. I stand in the middle, panting and shaking like a reed in the wind, trying to understand what’s going on. Noah turns around and narrows his eyes at me. His gaze burns hot and intensely enough to make beads of sweat bloom along my temples.
“Undress for me,” he says.
“What?”
“Take your clothes off.”
I blink a few times. “I don’t understand.”
“Fuck Samantha and any other woman you think may ever come between us,” he replies sternly. “No one ever will.” The words hit me like bricks shot straight out of a cannon, instantly disarming me.
A deep sigh rolls from my chest. With trembling hands, I manage to unbutton the front of my uniform while he takes his shirt off. His gaze never leaves me, and I feel heavy under it. His pants drop to the floor. He is gorgeously naked and hard, every inch of ripped muscle delighting my gaze to the point where I know I’m wet and ready.
“All of it,” he commands me. “I want you naked.”
He saw me in the lobby downstairs and realized I wasn’t okay with what was happening, and he couldn’t let it slide. Noah has my body on strings, but I’m beginning to think he and his friends have my heart, too. It’s a terrible thought to have in this moment. A dangerous idea. Yet I manage to push it aside and let the present engulf me as the air thickens between us. The sexual tension is simply too much to bear.
I take my panties and bra off. I’m barefoot and naked before him.
“Look at me,” he says.
“I’m looking at you,” I reply, my eyes locked on his. I lick my lips, the fire spreading through my womb as I anticipate his next command.
“Touch your breasts,” he says.
I take both in my hands, gently massaging them as he strokes himself, one hand firmly wrapped around his throbbing cock. My goodness, I crave that monster in my mouth and so deep inside me.
“Good girl,” Noah sighs deeply. “Pinch your nipples the way you like it when I do it.”
My index and thumb finger lock around the tender flesh. I squeeze. Tighter. Tighter. I suck in a deep breath, a delicious ache extending downward between my legs. “Just the way I like it,” I whisper softly.
“Who’s my girl?” he asks.
“I am.”
