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I smiled at Lucy. “It’s up to your dad. But I’m game.” Of course, I was. I craved even a second longer with Wesley Taves.
“Oh, of course. I’d never get in the way of tradition.” Wesley’s eyes glinted with humor as they looked between Lucy and me.
I didn’t come down from my high the rest of the night. Sitting at the dinner table with Lucy and Wesley, I felt so comfortable and safe. It had only been about a week, and I was already feeling like a part of the family.
From time to time, I caught myself looking at Wesley, admiring him. The way he looked at Lucy, or his prominent cheekbones, or the way his shirt was unbuttoned, revealing the smattering of chest hair. When I realized I was staring, I’d look away quickly.
But all it took was one time for him to notice me ogling him. And when he did, his eyes found mine, locking me in his gaze. A prolonged, nerve-racking moment. What was in his intense stare? Was it desire?
Our eye contact was only interrupted by Lucy announcing she was done with dinner. When he looked away, I decided to keep watching. I wanted him to feel my stare so viscerally it felt like I was touching him.
Wesley might have been teaching me the ways of the business world, but I had found an even better use for them right here.
If I could make Wesley aware of me as a woman, maybe I could even make him want me.
Chapter12
Wesley
“Wesley…”
“Mmm.”
Lips against my neck. I sighed. The heavenly feeling of a tongue teasing my skin.
“You’ve been so bad.” A woman’s voice. Familiar.
“Have I?”
I squirmed, but a slender hand pressed down on my chest.I can’t move.
I laughed. “That bad, huh?”
The figure above me was obscured by darkness, her image fuzzy. “Thinking about me the way you do.”
I could now make out the contours of her face.
“Wanting me…”
Oh God.
“When you know you can’t have me.”
Cara’s amber eyes cut through the dimness like a smoldering fire. I suddenly felt her hips weighing heavy on mine. Her pelvis moving back and forth over me.I’m hard.
It felt so wrong and yet…so good. I could have lived the rest of my life underneath her, between her thighs. “Fuck, Cara.”
“You’re foolish if you think you can resist, Wesley.”
I loved the sound of my name coming off her tongue. “Kiss me.”
Now her smile. Those perfect pink lips. She leaned down and pressed them to mine. My senses exploded. I could feel her, taste her, touch her, hear how she sounded when her body was against my own, yearning for pleasure.
This can’t be real.
Her tongue dipped between my lips.She could devour me if she wanted and I’d let her.
“Touch me.”
