Chapter Twenty-Nine

Mia

We get to his car.

Then a glance at the buildup of traffic on the road before us makes him reach for me. Nick pulls me on to his lap and fucks me right there in his car.

Thank God we were in the back of the parking lot and away from everyone. Nick had me practically naked with my dress around my waist riding his cock as he pounded into me. We were there for at least half an hour.

By the time we get inside his house it’s late. I don’t know what time it actually is, but it’s late.

We burst through the front door kissing and he’s carrying me with my legs wrapped around his waist.

He takes me up to his bedroom where he sets me down on the ground and steps back to look at me.

I smile and he reaches for me again, cupping my face.

“Enjoying me, Angel doll?” His voice is like a purr.

“Yes,” I hum in response. My eyes half-shut, lost in the luxuriated sensation of his touch.

His fingers flutter over my cheek and my nerves dance with the flurry of excitement. He’s like a drug to me and like an addict I want more. I don’t want him to stop touching me.

“Good, baby.” He moves to plant a fiery hot kiss on my neck then traces his tongue down my skin to my jawline and over the corner of my lips.

By the time our lips meet it’s with an intense need that weakens everything inside me. The reckless abandon in which I kiss him back is frightening. I need him and want him all at the same time.

He pulls away too soon and the wicked smile on his face shows he knows what he’s done to me. He knows how much I want him. Nick knows most importantly that I want him to claim me.

“Are you mine Mia Chase?”

The question throws me and brings reality back to the table.

Weeks ago I agreed to be is. Since then I’ve been giving him my body. Every

night.

Now we’re here and in my head I think we’re a couple. It feels that way and we went on a date tonight.

This feels very much like a relationship. A relationship, and he feels like my boyfriend although I know he’s not. It’s not real. It wasn’t supposed to be.

I wasn’t supposed to go down this path. A path I never saw coming.

What he’s asking me is work related and something heavy tugs on my heart at the reminder that I work for him. I work for him, but … I want him to be mine too.

He smiles and assesses my response. “Does your silence mean no, Mia Chase?” He brushes his finger over my jaw.

“It doesn’t. I just… thought we weren’t working tonight.”

“We’re not…” His gaze clings to mine. I want him to be clearer but he won’t. I see it in his eyes. He won’t say more about what he means, just so I’m left wondering.

It keeps him in control.

“Answer the question.”

“I’m yours,” I say and as the words fall from my lips it’s like I relinquish everything I hold to protect my heart.

A satisfied smile fills his face. It’s that predatory smile again. Devilish and dark, sexy and alluring.