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LEXI
You are mine.
That’s what he said. Right? I didn’t mishear him?
Oh my God, how did I end up on his desk again with his hands just an inch away from my panties and his caveman words still ringing loud and clear in my head?
I came in here to quit. To tell him I was done playing his stupid games, and yet again, he rendered me speechless within minutes of being in his presence. I mean, come on, the man doesn’t know the meaning of looking bad. Or just slightly less Adonis-like.
Also, he didn’t fuck Lacy? What? Can I believe him? What am I saying, of course, I can’t! He just wants to conquer me like a quest, and that’s it, so this bastard will say anything to make me submit to him. So, I bottle up all my anger and try to fight back. Try being the operative word since this man is as big as a mountain with all his muscles, pining me to this desk, and he is as unmovable as one.
“I am not yours!” I try to say with confidence and fail miserably because deep down, some perverted part of me wants to be his. No, not wants. Craves it.
And it started the moment I walked into this very same office a month ago.
Despite my public display of open animosity and hate, all I ever felt toward this man is lust, desire, and, most of all, curiosity. He keeps me on my toes, and not many people can do that.
You are so messed up, Lexi Ellis.
“Not mine, huh?” He asks and starts moving his fingers again. I gasp because we both know exactly what he will discover once he reaches his final destination.
He pushes my satin panties to the side and slips his hand inside, touching my very slick, very wet, and very aroused folds. My pussy is drenched for him.
“You are a filthy, little liar, Kitten. Do you get this wet for all the men you don’t belong to? Or do you care to revoke your earlier statement?” Why does he sound so put together when all my words are getting scrambled and lost because of his scorching touch on me.
Landon is simply touching me, and I am already on the verge of an orgasm. I know it, and he knows it. The bastard slips his hand away, and I can’t help the pout that comes out of me.
Look at me, I got one taste of what a real orgasm feels like, and now I am desperate for more because God, that orgasm? It wasn’t just good. It was otherworldly, insane, butterfly-inducing, and yes, I wanted more.
Crap.
“Say you are mine, or this pussy won’t get to come.”
“I am not yours.” He growls at my words, those steel eyes turning darker by the minute.
“Alexandra, don’t tempt me.”
“I told you I will not be another one of your fuck buddies, so might as well let me go and sign that resignation of mine while you’re at it.”
Jesus, I don’t know how I managed to say that sentence without stuttering because my brain is a scramble, and all I want is his hand back inside my panties.
Better yet, his filthy, dirty mouth on it.
But I won’t ever admit it to him. I won’t show my weakness.
I am not that girl anymore and won’t allow another Stuart alike to degrade me to her.
“What is it you want then?” He says through clenched teeth, and I can tell how hard it was for him to say this. To hand over some of his precious control to me. To be vulnerable even in this tiny matter.
The tension is as thick as fog in London, and we are both breathing hot and heavy. Landon is still pinning me down to his desk, and I am still aching for his touch.
What do I want?What do I want?
He won’t ever give me what I want, so I might as well throw it out there and get rid of Landon’s obsession with me once and for all. Then run home and use every toy I own to elevate the pressure he built inside my core.
Here goes nothing…
