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Andre turned his back, clenching his fists at his sides. The room was silent, Mia and Andre the only ones left on the property. They should have passed on this project. His lungs tightened, unable to draw a full breath as the gravity of the situation weighed heavily on his chest. Mia’s scent saturated the air. Even now she was affecting him, and he hated her for it. Why did she hold so much power over him? It needed to stop.
“Are you okay?” Mia asked, her voice more timid than he was used to, which only served to enrage him further.
“No, I’m not. If you hadn’t wanted to rip off this flooring to sprinkle your fairy dust, my guy wouldn’t be on his way to the hospital at risk of losing his finger! The man’s livelihood depends on his hands. We should have just sanded and poly’d the floors and forgot your voodoo,” he growled. Then we wouldn’t have found the rot either. Gah! It wasn’t rational, but he wanted someone to take his anger out on for this.
“You’re blaming me?” Her voice trembled as if she was using all her self-control to hold back.
“You had music blaring, were dancing around a work site while my guy was using a fucking saw. Who else’s fault is it?”
“Maybe the man who walked into the room shouting and startling all of us,” she fired back.
Fuck, she is right.His anger boiled, every nerve ending on alert as her spicy rose scent assaulted him, captivating his attention.
Her eyes held him hostage as she continued, “Or maybe it was human error and it’s just an accident that happened. Your man will be fine. I’ll make sure his family is cared for while he recovers.”
His chest tightened as something foreign trickled through his veins. Walls shattered and broke at her offer, mixed with the sight of her perfect luscious curves as she stood her ground, unyielding. His lust overshadowed every other emotion. He was dying of thirst in a desert of isolation of his own making. Only she had the magic to quench this primal thirst.
“You’re a distraction,” he said, feeding her fire.
“Oh, so we’re back to blaming me for everything?” She threw her hands up in the air. “Why do you feel the need to hate me so much? We were getting along. I thought we were friends.” She sighed before her eyes locked with his and a small smile played on the corner of her lips.
“I can’t be friends with you.” It was the truth. Friends didn’t want to fuck their friends.
“I see what this is about.” She shook her head.
“Enlighten me.” Because I don’t fucking know which way is up or down, east or west with you.
“You’re jealous Bently asked me out.”
“That’s ridiculous,” he fired back.
“Is it? So, you won’t mind when I invite him home . . . up to my bedroom?” Her eyes burned with the flames of a challenge as her lips curved into a knowing smile.
Something inside him snapped. His eyes darted to her lips only a second before his mouth was on hers. Mia’s hands wrapped around his face as he pushed against her body so she could feel what she was doing to him. His rigid planes sought refuge in her soft curves. Pain mixed with the wildfire raging between them as she bit down on his lip. The electric charge that had been building since the moment he’d met her fueled an urgency. There was no time for thought—only action. He picked her up, Mia’s legs wrapping around him tightly as he pressed her back to the wall. He moved, grinding his body against her, cursing the layers of clothing between them.
One hand cupped her breast as his mouth moved to her neck, biting and sucking as he marked her.
Her hands moved frantically to his waist while he set her on her feet long enough to unbutton his jeans and pull them down with his boxers. There was no time to take them all the way off. He slipped his fingers under the flowy pink skirt before ripping the small lace fabric of her panties off. She gasped. Her mouth continued its assault. Her lips moved, casting an erotic spell of greedy lust. An all-encompassing need to be inside her magnified and compounded. He took hold of her once more, overwhelming desire driving his actions. He slipped inside her hot wetness as delirium-inducing pleasure erupted down the base of his spine. He wasn’t going to last long like this. It was too good. He moved his fingers to the pearl between her thighs as he rubbed and swirled. Leaning his head to her breast, he bit her nipple through the fabric as he thrust hard inside her.
She panted, her hot breath by his ear. “Yes. Oh, yes. Andre!”
Her words obliterated everything but his overwhelming urge to make her come. He moved faster, grunting each time he drove into her deeper. The scent of her arousal was potent and powerful. He locked eyes with her, adding a little more pressure to her clit as he slammed her body down on his. Her whimpers and cries and the string of Spanish coming from her mouth were like a bolt of pleasure straight to his cock.
“That’s it. Come for me. I want to see that beautiful face when you become completely unhinged. Come for me, baby.” He gave all his attention to that sweet, sensitive spot as her legs clamped around him like a vise.
“Dre!” Her mouth formed the perfect O as her pupils dilated. Tendrils of dark hair slipped over her face. His tongue swept inside her mouth, taking one more taste of her forbidden pleasure. Ecstasy gathered at his spine. The force was unstoppable as his cock throbbed and pulsed, emptying inside her.
Forehead against forehead, they stayed like that, her pressed against the wall, thighs wrapped around him. The panting of their breaths were the only sounds in the room as what they’d just done descended upon him like a tidal wave.
He set her down gently before pulling up his pants. Panic paralyzed him, taking away from the satiated bliss. I didn’t use a condom. He didn’t even carry them anymore.
Mia searched the ground before picking up the torn panties and balling them in her fist.
“I’m sorry.” He ran a hand over his head. What else could he say after he’d acted on impulse and destroyed everything in a matter of minutes?
“It’s okay. I can buy more,” she said.
“We didn’t use a condom.”
