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I watch his tongue dart out and lick his bottom lip in slow motion. I can almost feel it between my . . .
He slams me up against the wall as he struggles to pull my skirt up over my hips, and his open mouth ravages my neck. “Door,” I pant. “Open the damn door.”
It’s big and hard, and my chest rises and falls as I watch him. My heart is in overdrive.
He bends and licks up my neck, and then he bites my ear, and my legs nearly buckle underneath me. “Do your homework, and you will be well rewarded,” he whispers in my ear before tenderly kissing my neck with an open mouth. I’m like putty in his hands. I can’t even pretend to fight this . . . whatever this is.
How can one finger through clothes arouse me so much? This man turns me into a puddle, a wet, soppy, pliable puddle. I have absolutely no resistance when he touches me.
I think back to this afternoon and the way his finger traced my body and then how he put it in my mouth and I sucked on it. His words come back to me. I want you to fuck yourself. Long . . . deep and slow.
Our eyes search each other’s, and without a word said, he grabs my ponytail and wraps it around his hand and pulls my head back to his face. “Don’t fight with me,” he breathes, then leans down and licks my lips.
Our eyes are locked, and arousal heats my blood. Suddenly I don’t want to play hard to get; I don’t care if we don’t know each other. I don’t care about the risks. He has something that I need . . . and damn it, I’m taking it without questions.
His eyes hold mine. “How are you?” “Good, thanks.” I drop my eyes to the desk. I’m not looking at those beautiful blue eyes. He’s like the snake from The Jungle Book—one look in those hypnotic suckers, and your panties drop to the floor.
These two! Anger and Bliss!
I lean onto my elbow as I look over at the gorgeous naked man beside me. “You must have done something stupid in your life, Jameson Miles.” He smiles softly over at me in the darkness. “Yeah. I have.” “What?” I smirk. He reaches over and cups my face in his hand, and his thumb dusts over my bottom lip. “I never asked for your number.”
I absolutely loved that he admitted to being wrong for not asking for her number.
“Meaning that my woman is my world.” I stare at him as the air leaves my lungs. “I work hard . . . but I love harder.”
Work hard, but love harder?! HELLO Mr Miles!
“I’m in love with you, Emily Foster.”
“You don’t really buy into that soul mate mumbo jumbo thing, do you?” “I didn’t.” She kisses me softly. “Until I met you.”
This is it. I can stop searching. I’ve found her.
He found his lobster (do you watch friends?)
“Actually, I’m kind of glad I’m getting to watch you fuck up your life,” he calls as he walks toward the door. “Now I know what not to do.”
Ohhh low blow from his brother…let me watch you fuck it all up, that way I know not to make those mistakes…
“You already did. Get out of my face.” He runs in front of me and walks backward facing me. “I mean, I’m not leaving you again . . . ever.” “Then it’s going to be a one-sided relationship because I want nothing to do with you. Ever again.”
The one sided relationship really for me! Lol
