Page 23 of Mr. Bad News

He nods his head and takes a breath through his nose. These questions are just a stalling technique, we do the same thing in journalism. Anytime things get heated or start moving fast, I ask bullshit questions to ground myself. We’ve been high on each other since the office and he’s trying to bring it down.

I don’t want calm and collected. I want no holds barred, eye rolling pleasure. I want him to give it to me and the quicker the better.

I raise my foot and he coughs when I start to run it up his calf.

A soft growl sounds in his throat and his eyes turn dark with desire. Percy is an intense man, but I can see the raging beast of need inside of him. I want to release him. Break through this carefully put together exterior and get to the true man inside. His direct gaze makes me want to squirm, but I don’t. Instead, I raise my leg higher until I get to his knee.

“Ella, what are you doing?” His voice is full of grit and his hands fist on the table.

“I’m trying to make you give me what I want.”

He moves closer to me, opening his legs wider, as I push my foot further up his thigh. “What do you want?”

As the words form in my mind, my inner debutante gasps in all her properness, the horny as hell sex kitten is basically dry humping a wall in the corners of my mind. “I want your hands on my body. Just sitting here next to you makes me almost crazy with need. My nipples ache to feel your lips around them. My pussy is dripping wet and ready to have you deep inside. I want you to make me come. I want to scream your name. I want you, now.” My breasts heave as I finish my little speech.

Percy’s lust clouded eyes stare straight at me, but he doesn’t say a word.

I bite my lip when a second goes by and he still doesn’t say anything. Just as I open my mouth to say something he speaks.

“Eat a scallop.” He orders.

My eyebrows furrow, but I do what he asks. I pick up a scallop and let the delectable soft flesh all but melt on my tongue.

“Another.” He grunts out and I feel his leg tensing under my foot.

I pick up another and repeat the process. When I wipe my thumb at the corner of my mouth he groans loudly. This is turning him on.

I grab one more, but take a sip of my wine after that one. He grunts looking down at the plate. The power of speech is lost on him now. I lean forward keeping my eyes on his and I open my mouth slightly.

“Fuck. God dammit.” He groans as he picks up a bit of grilled lobster and presses it to my lips. I open wider and he slips it in. I take in the food and at the last second the pad of his thumb. I bite down hard and his body jerks in my direction hard enough to rattle the dishes on the table. “Fuck this.” He pushes himself away from the table fast. He rounds it, grabs my hand hard and pulls me up from the chair. I have to pull back just to get my shoe on. I’m vaguely worried that he didn’t put any money on the table, but if he’s an investor here maybe he doesn’t have to.

He takes long strides and I have to almost jog to keep up with him. His car is already waiting for us when we walk out of the restaurant and he all but pushes me inside. He races to get to his side and the second his door closes he jumps me.

I squeal in surprise as he grabs my hair in his fist. His mouth swoops down for a kiss that takes my breath away and curls my toes. He holds nothing back as he claims my mouth. I can’t move, he’s pressing into me so hard. I whimper as I try to squeeze my legs together tighter than they can be.

“You’re driving me crazy. Since the moment I laid eyes on you, you’ve been driving me crazy.” He groans and I lean forward following his lips as he moves further away.

“Percy, please, I need you so bad.” I squirm in the seat and reach over towards him.

He closes his eyes and grips the steering wheel hard for a second. He releases a breath and opens his eyes as he pulls away from the restaurant. The tires on the car squeal as he races hopefully to somewhere we can take care of each other.

13

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The car rideis less than five minutes, but every bump and rumble of the engine has me whimpering like a bitch in heat.

He slams the car to a stop in front of a tall building. I don’t know the address and probably couldn’t find my way back here if I tried.

“Where are we?” It doesn’t look like a hotel, but I could be wrong.

“My home. Is that okay?” He asks.

“Yes, God yes.” I lean over the middle console and start to kiss on him again, the tension in the car at a near intolerable level.

“Thank fuck.” He jumps out of the car and within a blink of an eye he is in front of my door opening it up. He tugs me out of the car, closing my door in the process. He presses me up against the car and attacks my mouth. His hands grip and pull at my ass as he presses himself harder against me.

“You’re so damn sexy.” He groans as he pulls me away from the car and walks me to the elevator inside the building.

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