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My gaze drops from those intense emerald eyes to her plump lips and down to her full breasts that mostly sit on the edge of the table.
“I’m trying to keep my word and not drag you into the bedroom right now,” I grit through clenched teeth, my fingers moving toward her hand.
“Who says you have to keep your word?”
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KACIE
The smolder on his face and how he’s been looking at me while confessing his feelings is nothing short of blistering hot. Something that should be rewarded by him dragging me into his bedroom and conquering me.
“Kacie, don’t you dare look at me like that.”
His warning is cut short when he releases my hand to grasp the lip of the chair and effortlessly pulls me next to him. It’s the sexiest move he has made without touching me at all. Wetness starts pooling between my legs, and I lean into his body.
“How am I looking at you, O.G.?” I taunt, using his new bedroom nickname, which has his eyes darkening.
The space between us disappears. I find myself drawn irresistibly toward him, my lips parting in anticipation of his kiss. I know he loves to be in control. I love it too. There’s an undeniable electricity in this power dynamic between us.
It’s playful yet sincere. Containing mutual respect and desire. As I lean into him, feeling the warmth of his body, I sense his control, a quality that he wields with care and confidence. And in this moment, I enjoy it just as much, willingly caught up in the intensity of our connection.
“Kacie.”
His hand cups my face. I lean into his touch when his thumb strums my lips back and forth. If this is no, then he doesn’t know the definition of the word when his lips replace his thumb. His hand moves to my neck, angling it up to give him deeper access to plunge his tongue into my mouth. I moan, relishing the feeling of this and reaching out to touch his chest when he captures my hand and moves it off him.I break the kiss immediately, giving him a curious look.
“Don’t give me that look either. I’m on fire for you, and my resolve is fading fast.”
The struggle is apparent by the rasp in his voice and in my hand when he thrusts it against his hard shaft.
“Oh.”
“Yeah, oh. You have no idea how much I’ve replayed last night. But I’m trying to be considerate of the work you said you needed to get done tonight.”
His declaration sends a tantalizing shiver through me, igniting a fire as well. The intensity in his dark eyes is mirrored in the fervency of his voice.
“Thank you for being considerate.”
My voice is barely audible over the racing of my heart. His nearness, the warmth radiating from his body, envelops me in an alluring mix of comfort and longing.
“But I think I can manage to get my work done later,” I add, feeling a boldness take hold while stroking him over the outside of his clothing. He releases a long groan, the corners of his mouth turning up at the good feeling.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to be a distraction.”
“Sometimes, a little distraction is exactly what I need. Especially when it’s as enticing as you.”
The air around us seems to throb with desire and restraint. It’s a thrilling game, each push and pull drawing us closer in arhythm of mutual attraction. Seconds tick by of us staring, my hand rubbing his shaft and contemplating our next moves.
“Let’s eat first. You already missed out on dinner last night because of my greediness. I wouldn’t?—”
“Ourgreediness,” I correct as his hand slides to my shoulder and starts rubbing the tight muscles, eliciting a groan of a different kind from me. My hand is still on his cock while I enjoy the goodness radiating from the tension being rubbed away.
“Kacie, these are way too tight. And there’s a couple of knots.”
His fingers work their magic until he bores into a spot that has me shifting away in pain. His hand falls to my back, rubbing soothing circles as if in apology.
“How about a proper massage after dinner?” His voice is warm with the promise of relaxation as he removes my hand from his shaft. “I think you could use one.”
I nod, feeling a rush of gratitude.
