Page 43 of Hunted Temptation
“Fucking hell,” I groan.
My cock is rock hard, but I don’t have time to use it right now. Instead, I let her ride out her release. I know when she’s finished because her body relaxes with a whoosh. Her fingers relax, and I reluctantly slip mine from between her legs.
I slip my fingers inside my mouth, sucking her sweet taste off them with a moan, because she tastes that damn good. Her eyes widen before her lips part as she watches me.
“Vaughn,” she breathes.
I don’t know if she’s horrified or impressed. I’m not sure if I want to know which one it is, either. I smirk as my hand falls from my mouth, then lower my head and touch my mouth to hers with a brush of a kiss.
“Time for work,” I murmur.
“Don’t you want me to…”
Sinking my teeth into my bottom lip, I shake my head a couple of times, then clear my throat before I speak. “No, Elodie. I’ll get mine later. This was for you.”
“Why?” she asks in a whisper.
Thisis exactly why.
She doesn’t even know that she deserves an unsolicited and unreciprocated orgasm. And she does deserve it. I touch my mouth to hers again, unable to break away from her.
I want to be so fucking close to her that she becomes one with me, that my body absorbs hers, and I don’t care how fucked up that sounds. It’s what I want. I’m falling for her, and I don’t want her to be able to leave me. Ever.
I want to keep her.
Again, I know how fucked up that sounds, especially since I can’t give her everything she deserves. The way I feel for her is less than healthy, but I don’t think it could be any other way.
Complete and total obsession or nothing.
And I’m completely fucking obsessed.
I have been since the moment I laid eyes on her.
Chapter Seventeen
VAUGHN
With Elodie by my side,I open the door to the office building and wait for her to walk inside. She looks back at me, watching as I close the door and ensure that it’s locked. She doesn’t say anything about the tight security, though I can read the question clearly in her gaze.
I hold out my hand and wait for her to slip her fingers in mine. Curling them around hers, I tug her behind me as I walk toward the elevator. We step into the car, but neither of us speaks as it climbs to my floor.
I know the others are here. A meeting has been called, and something niggled at the back of my mind to bring her with me. I know without a doubt that she would be safe at my place.
Nothing and nobody can get inside my condo without me seeing it, without me being alerted, but there was no way I could just walk away from her today. Something is going on, and I want to know what it is. And I need her with me so I can focus on whatever the task at hand will be.
As we walk toward the office, I can see that the light is on inside. The others are likely here. I wasn’t really paying attention to each of their cars in the parking lot, but I’m sure they were all there.
I’m typically not late, but taking care of Elodie this morning put me a few minutes behind schedule. I don’t take her into the conference room. Instead, I unlock my small office and guide her inside. I can introduce her to everyone later, after this. I need to know what’s making the hairs on the back of my neck stand at attention.
“I have a meeting with my partners, then I’ll come and get you. I want you to meet them.”
Her eyes widen at my words, and her lips part, then snap closed. I’m not sure what she wants to say, but I don’t wait around to find out, either. Jerking my chin, I smirk as I tilt my head to the side.
“I’ll be back soon. Don’t get into any trouble, Goldie.”
She sinks her teeth into the corner of her bottom lip, her eyes searching mine for a long moment before she lets out a heavy sigh. “I won’t,” she says softly.
Fuck me, but this woman undoes me. The more time I spend with her, the less I see her as the eighteen-year-old I watched from across the street of her father’s hellhole and more as a woman, as the woman who holds my fucked-up heart, not like a girl.
