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Chapter 27

Lucien

Iwas pissed when my designated driver came around and immediately dismissed him. I wanted to be the one at the wheel. I moved around to get behind the driver's seat and noticed Sophie hadn’t moved. I looked up at her wondering why she wasn’t moving.

“Would you prefer I take a cab?” she asked.

I realized I was scowling at her. Relaxing my face, I approached her more politely.

“No,” I replied. “Icandrive.”

She seemed a bit confused at this little joke, but it was the only conclusion I had come to, since most of the time she had worked with me, I’d barely ever driven myself anywhere. Thankfully, she accepted and pulled the door open.

I couldn’t help but notice her skirt riding up her thighs as she slid onto the leather seat. I could feel myself harden against my zipper thinking about sliding my hand up the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh to find out if she obeyed me in removing her panties. Either way, I was in for a treat. I would punish her or reward her depending on what she did in that bathroom.

This girl was firmly under my skin. I just couldn’t understand why I was feeling the things I was feeling. Wanting to continue this past tonight and her denial might drive me insane and that scared me in a way I wasn’t ready to unpack.

Then when we went to leave the restaurant and George had held onto her hand I was feeling red hot jealousy. He had no right to touch her like that. I had lost myself and stormed out to the car needing the drive to cool my anger.

Shaking my head to clear the thoughts bouncing around, I continued driving quietly and tried to relax.

“I... uh...” she began by breaking the silence stretching out between us. I glanced at her and saw that, although she wanted to speak, she was very clearly hesitating.

I waited patiently letting her gather her thoughts. It wasn’t like Sophie to fumble for words. It felt like it was taking forever to get back to the hotel. My thoughts were rampant with the things I wanted to do to her. Maybe she was feeling as anxious to get back as I was.

“I had asked if you wanted me to get a cab because you didn't seem very… I mean, you seem a bit upset.”

“I’m not upset,” I replied. My thoughts were bouncing from jealousy to raging lust for her.

“Not upset, per se,” she said. “Just... I wasn't trying to pimp you out, as you put it.”

“So you said earlier, and I have forgotten all about it. Why bring it up again?”

“Oh,” she said, and I realized then that she might have just been trying to make conversation due to the silence. I was fine with the silence it helped me to think.

“Where did you meet that friend of yours?” I asked.

“We’ve known each other for a few years,” she replied not really answering my question.

“She invited you out tonight?”

“Yes,” she said sounding like she didn’t really want to talk about it. I was fine with this as I didn’t really want to think about her friend anymore either.

There was nothing left to say, and it made me wonder about our rapport when it didn’t concern work outside of sex. I knew we worked well together, but what about everything else? She had always been a bit too bland and plain for my taste, but not anymore. Then again, it was as though her personality kept changing so I couldn’t quite understand who I was dealing with.

I wondered if any of this mattered. Just a few days ago, I never gave her more than a moment's thought if it wasn’t concerning work, and now she was running tracks through my mind.

Soon enough, we arrived back at the hotel and headed quietly toward the lobby. We were lucky because just then an elevator reached the ground floor and after the passengers disembarked, it was just us two that headed in. She went in front of me, and as a result, I couldn’t take my eyes away from the shape of her figure. The dark red dress she had on hugged every curve and spread over her ass in such a way that it made my cock throb.

I knew what it felt like now, how soft and cushiony it felt, and I wanted my cock gracing the space in between. The sight would be something for my memory, and as I leaned against the steel doors, I couldn’t help but shut my eyes to imagine this.

Chapter 28

Scarlett

He was hard.

And it was not a little embarrassing bulge straining against his pants.

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