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“Harker, I'm not kidding. Stay away from me.” She edged toward the door.
“That’s not going to happen.” He lunged forward, grabbing her arm and pulling her to him, her belly keeping her farther away than he wanted. “Because I know your secret, Alison. You told me how horny you get just by being near me.” He spun her around, shoving his hand under her belly and between her legs and rubbing her pussy.
“Harker, stop.” But she widened her stance, giving him access.
He slid his hand into her pants, his fingers dancing along her slick folds. “You can’t lie to me. Not when I can feel how horny you are. How hot and wet. How achy you are for me.” He stressed the last word. “I make you feel like this. Me.” He nipped her ear, his cock growing even harder when she moaned. “No one else makes you wet like this.” He needed her to remember that.
She reached behind her, rubbing her hand on his dick.
“That’s it.” He kissed her neck, sucking her skin. “That’s what you want, isn’t it?” His fingers continued to stroke along her seam, taking a quick moment to tease her clit.
“Yes,” she sighed.
“And I’ll be more than happy to give it to you. You want that, right?”
“Yes.” Her hips moved, pressing herself against his hand as she squeezed his cock.
“From here on out.” He kissed her neck. “If you want my dick you’ll play by my rules.” He withdrew his hand and stepped back.
“What are you doing?” Her face was a mixture of passion and confusion.
“I’m going to work.” He picked up his coffee. “If you want to continue this, come to my office.” Fuck, he hoped she did, or he’d be in his private bathroom jerking off. “But understand that I’m done being your booty call. You want to fuck me; you sleep with me. You eat with me and you fucking talk to me. Otherwise, no sex.” He turned and walked out of the kitchen, praying he hadn’t just messed up his life even more.
CHAPTER 22: Harker
Harker hadn’t been surprised when Alison hadn’t come to his office. She was too strong willed to concede to his demands so easily, but that worked perfectly because he needed her hot and horny for tonight.
He’d left work a little early and everything was ready. Dinner was staying warm in the oven. The equipment from La Petite Mort Club was set up in the bedroom and he had a hot bath waiting for her.
He glanced at his watch. She was late and he was pretty sure she was doing it on purpose, but he was a patient man. As a businessman he was used to planning, making his offer and then waiting and this was the most important deal of his life.
He walked into the living room and made himself a drink before pouring her a glass of chilled grape juice. He carried them to the couch and waited.
CHAPTER 23: Alison
Alison closed her laptop. She’d delayed as long as she could. She stood and left her office. It was time to let Harker know that she was no longer in the mood, and she wouldn’t be until he agreed that it was just sex between them. She almost laughed. Who was she kidding? Her panties were wet just thinking about him, but she’d wasn’t giving in to his demands. She’d just use her vibrator…again. It wasn’t as good as the real thing but it never turned her on and then demanded more than she was willing to give.
The sound of soft music greeted her as she opened the door to their house. Good lord, the man was pulling out all the stops. She stepped into the living room. The lights were dim and the scent of something delicious drifted from the kitchen. He sat in a chair, looking like a deity—hot, sexy and powerful. Several buttons on his white business shirt were undone and his cuffs were rolled up exposing his forearms. Her pussy started throbbing. The damn man had the sexiest forearms she'd ever seen, and she knew firsthand how the muscles in those arms helped his fingers keep moving in the most exquisite ways.
“You’re late.” His deep voice sent shivers through her.
“I wasn't aware you were waiting on me.” She did her best to sound aloof and uninterested.
“Here.” He stood, handing her a drink.
She forced herself not to look at his body. She knew his pants would fit him perfectly and she was pretty sure she’d drool if he were already aroused. She needed to ease some of this frustration, or her body would barrel past her brain and jump him. “No thanks.” She headed across the room.
“Where are you going?” He followed her.
“To my room.”
“Perfect.”
She stopped. That was not the reply she’d expected.
“I’ve already run your bath. I know how much it helps your lower back.”
Her hands tightened into fists at her side. The damn man knew her weaknesses.
