Page 38 of Drive Me Wild
Liar.
“Do you want me to stop coming here to work?”
“No!” I step close enough that I can smell her shampoo.
Vanilla. Fresh.
“Do you want to stop helping me with my sex problem?”
“Zoe.”
No matter how her name comes out of my mouth, it feels like fear and longing, all wrapped up in one word.
“I want you to stay. I want you to want to stay.”
“Why?”
My mouth is a desert, and I wonder what made her bolder today. It’s turning me on and making me question why I’ve ever enjoyed the feeling of control.
“Because it feels good. Having you here and knowing I’m becoming the man I want to be as a result feels good.”
“How is my being here making you the man you want to be?”
She steps closer, and my cock twitches in my pants.
“You inspire me to want more for myself. More than what I’m good at.” I look into the green pools of her eyes, and I want to fall into them. I want to wash myself clean of everything I don’t want to be anymore.
“The note. It was for meandfor you, wasn’t it?”
“Yeah.”
She’s so close now I can feel the buttons on her dress scrape the fabric of my work shirt. I want to taste her skin again, just like I did yesterday. I want to take her into my room and spend the day showing her that she’s more than a sex kitten could ever be. She’s a goddess, and I want to worship at her feet, but instead, I stare tongue-tied at those deep pools of green.
“I want more, Caleb. And I’m going to do what it takes to get it. Are you with me on this?”
I nod, placing my hands on her waist. She’s so close, and I want to make her mine. Even though I know there will be consequences.
“Then take me to your room and show me how you like it.”
Chapter Nineteen: Zoe
Caleb picks me up and carries me to his bedroom, placing my feet carefully on the floor. Then he spins me around so my back is facing his chest. Heat licks at my body as I stand there, waiting for him to do something.
One second, two seconds, three.
I feel his breath on my neck, and an arm reaches around, his hand pressing into my sternum, fingers cupping the underside of my breast.
“You want to know how I like it?” He whispers in my ear.
I nod, pressing my ass against the hard rock that has formed in his pants.
“This bold version of you really turns me on, Zoe. Why don’t you slip those panties off?”
I pull up the skirt of my dress and hook a finger into the side of my panties, pulling them down and dropping them to my ankles. Then I kick them off and reach my hand down to touch myself, but Caleb grabs my wrist to stop me.
“Not yet,” he whispers in my ear. His voice is deep and gravelly, sending my nerves into a tailspin.
The hand that is pressed to my sternum moves now, reaching for my breast and covering it. His skin is hot, and I can feel it through my clothes. I want him to rip this dress off and bend me over, but it seems like he has other plans.
