Page 29 of Captivated

“Good, I admit I bought it with you in mind,” she whispers against my ear.

I can feel her breath on my skin. “Well you succeeded in pleasing me, very much.” I pull her tighter as we dance to another song.

She feels really lax against me, and I look down. She’s about to be completely out. “Amelia,” I call her name.

“Yes.” She’s breathy. Okay, she hasn’t passed out on me. I look at Gerry. He goes to get Eric.

“Give the valet your ticket. I think Amelia is on the way out,” I tell him. He looks at her. He nods. “I’ll help get her out of the club.”

“Amelia.” She looks up at me. “You’re about to leave. Thanks for coming.” She nods as she presses her body into mine. “Amelia,” I say her name again, “can you walk sweetheart?” I wrap my arm around her as she starts to walk.

She looks up and stops. “Tierra. Tina. I need to tell the girls bye.” I laugh as I turn her back. She tells them thanks for a great time. They all gush and talk for a minute.

She turns to me and grins. “You ready?” I ask her as we start walking off the dance floor.

“Yeah, take me home.”

I look at her and she falls into me. Fuck, she’s out. I scoop her up and carry her outside.

Eric opens the door as I put her in the front seat. He tells her not to vomit in his car as he fastens her seatbelt. I shake his hand. I watch them drive away. Well at least I got her so drunk, neither of us are fucking her tonight.

AMELIA

Iroll over, squinting. The sunlight is piercing my eyes. “Shut the curtains,” I croak, pulling the covers over my head. I curl deeper into my darkness, drifting back to sleep.Quinton kisses me on the dance floor as we’re swaying to a song. He’s so incredibly sexy. I want more. I need more. I tell him to make love to me. He grins as he lifts me up and carries me off. We’re in his private dining room on the table. He’s yanked my dress up around my hips and my straps are pulled down. I lace my fingers through his hair, tugging him deeper into my breast. I feel him rip my panties off just before he enters in me. Shit, he’s fucking me hard. He’s good. Really, really good. He pushes me flat on the table. His big hands are sprawled out over my stomach, grinning down at me as he watches me heave against the table from his thrusts. He grabs my ankles, pulling my legs straight up and over his shoulders. He’s thrusting harder into me, growling, and tossing his head back. I feel my release all around him. He’s amazing. I roll my head and open my eyes. Eric is watching. Shit!

I jump awake and the covers fall from my face. I cover my eyes with my hands to shield them against the brightness.A dream!I look down at my dressed hitched up. Eric left me in my dance clothes. I fall back thinking about that dream. Smiling, I remember the feel of his hands and his body thrusting against mine on the dance floor last night. I roll over, grabbing my phone off the bedside table. Shit, it’s after noon. I’ve never slept this late in my life. Eric has obviously gone into the office. I lay, just listening to the quietness of the house. Remembering everything from last night. He does live a fascinating life. Tierra and Tina were great.

I want to talk to him again. Should I call him? I only have his work number. Eric is at the office. Why would I be calling? I had a reason the other day. I reach up fingering the earrings he gifted me.If he wanted to talk to me, he would call,I tell myself. He knows the name of the inn. He may not call because of Eric. Shit, should I call him? Oh for Pete’s sake. I grab my phone and find Starks Industries’ number. I press it.

Gerry answers. I chicken out and hang up. “Damn I’m an idiot.” I toss my phone on top of the comforter, shifting my pillows around. My damn phone is ringing. I look at it, Starks Industries is calling. “Oh fudge!”

I hit the speaker. “Hello?” I answer calmly. My heart is pounding in my ears.

“Amelia, is that your voice?” Gerry questions. “Hello? Honey you best answer me.”

“Yes,” I breathe out. “Sorry I accidentally dropped my phone when we got disconnected before.” I slap my hand over my eyes. That sounds so stupid.

“Sure you did.” He laughs at me. “What’s the Lioness up to this afternoon?” I grin, looking at my sorry ass laying in bed.

“Not a thing!” Literally.

“Well, what can your Gerry help you with, baby lion?” he teases. “Do you wish to speak with Mr. Starks again?”

“Yes, I do. Thank you. Is he available?” I ask, holding my breath.

“Hold on a sec, let me see what that fine-ass boss of mine is doing at the moment.” He laughs and I hear the music flood the phone.

“Amelia, to what do I owe the pleasure?” I hear his voice come over the line. He’s so professional sounding during the day.

“Hi,” I whisper, feeling stupid for calling.

“How do you feel today?” I can hear the grin in his voice. “I’ve been wondering how you were doing.”

“I wasn’t sure if I should call you. I know you’re busy at work.” I smile as he confesses he’s been thinking of me. “Fine. Well, I actually just woke up.”

He’s laughing. “Really, just now?” I laugh with him. I roll over on my stomach, looking down at my phone. My feet are swinging back and forth. He makes me feel like I’m in high school.

“Yes, I know how crazy and ridiculous is that?” I bite my lip, shaking my head. “Thanks for having us at your club last night.”

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