Page 51 of Beyond Expectations

“There’s no need for you to blush. You have a lovely and sexy voice. Is there anything you can’t do?”

Now, I was beginning to feel uncomfortable. This was getting too much. Especially as I was getting increasingly turned on by him, every time he ran his finger along the rim of his glass, licked the drops of whiskey off his lip, or rubbed his hand along his thigh, I couldn’t help but be turned on, drawn in. He seemed to sense my unease.

“Would you like another drink?”

There was a cautious apprehension as if he knew me saying no would bring the evening to an earlier end.

For a moment, I deliberated the idea in my head. But then sense kicks in.

“No, I’m fine thank you.”

I expected him to try to convince me otherwise, but he accepted my answer without complaint.

A half-hour later, we were back in his town car, his driver heading toward my apartment. All my nerves and senses seemed hyper-aware. It’s as if my body was completely attuned to his. We made light conversation, but I knew he felt just as I did. We both wanted to fuck. But both knew we shouldn’t.

The car pulled up in front of my building, and my body was already beginning to feel a sense of regret.

Rhett stepped out of his side and walked around to open my door. As I got out, our bodies moved closer together. My breathing came fast.

“Thank you for a lovely evening. I have truly had a wonderful time.”

He looked deeply into my eyes, searching for confirmation that I meant the words I had just said.

“I assure you the pleasure has been all mine.”

I wanted to kiss him. I needed the feel of his soft mouth against mine. I gently leaned my body into his, slowly raising my head as I caressed my lips against his.

Instantly, a fireball erupted. Our tongues invaded each other’s mouths, laving and coaxing one another. His hands dug into my hips, grinding my body against his. Taking his lower lip in between my teeth, I gently nipped on it. Causing him to let out a deep moan. The sound that escaped went straight to my pussy, I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter with each passing second. I held on tightly to his solid and supple biceps, not wanting to lose my balance.

I knew I needed to break the kiss.

If I let it carry on, I’d ask him to come up. And I knew the best thing for us was to take it slow. Especially after everything I had told him.

Gently, I released my grip on his arm, driving the kiss to an end. Finally breaking for air, he rests his forehead against mine.

“Thank you again for a wonderful evening, Serena.”

I steadied myself on my heels and waited as he bent down and retrieved my clutch from the car. Needing to keep my distance, I took a step back. He handed me my clutch, watched, and waited as I walked through the door.

Taking one last look back at him and couldn’t help but smile.

Chapter 14

Serena

The smell of popcorn and red wine filled my apartment. Ruby was over for movie night and a catch-up. I didn’t care what anyone said, there was no better Friday night than a movie, wine, and gossiping with my best friend. I felt terrible that I hadn’t seen her in over three weeks. Between work and Rhett, my schedule had been hectic. We had four significant cases going on that required the use of all my associates and interns. Although Chambers Industries was my biggest client and took up most of my attention, they weren’t the only ones. I was currently running on a tight and full schedule. It also made me feel guilty when I agreed to go on a second date with Rhett on the only night I had free last week.

We’d decided on the classic Dirty Dancing as our movie of choice, and Ruby set out the popcorn as I poured the wine.

“So, I know I said I’d wait, Serena, but I’ve been here for more than ten minutes, and I’m dying to know what is happening with you and lover boy. Have you fucked him again?”

“Ruby!” I couldn’t help but smile, shaking my head. “No, I haven’t slept with him again.”

“But you’ve been seeing him? What’s holding you back? He’s hot and, by my recollection, and I quote, was the best sex you had ever had, so why are you not screwing him senseless?”

“Because… after everything that happened, I want to take it slow. I can’t listen to my body.”

“Why not? That’s what normal people do.”

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