Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Abruptly he stands and takes a step forward leaning over me. I inch back so that I’m sitting on the desk. He places his hands on either side of my hips so that his face is just inches from mine. His blue eyes bare into me. I stretch my arms out behind me to support my weight. He leans in even closer until we are nose to nose. I can smell the rich masculine scent of him, taste his breath on my tongue. Electricity crackles between our close bodies. I can feel the heat from his chest, and god doesn't it make me want to rip open that shirt and explore that body.
My senses are over whelmed, his intoxicating scent engulfs me and I ache to touch the thick muscles which strain against his shirt. My heart feels as though it is trying to escape from my chest. I know he wants to kiss me and I have an almost painful desire to feel his lips on mine. He raises an eyebrow slightly at me and flashes a shit eating grin. Damn he's good. One point to Ellis.
“The papers Mr Ellis.” I raise an eyebrow at him.
“Are you trying to unhinge me Miss Parker?” His breath caresses my lips as he speaks. His eyes are burning into me as his lips remain in that amused smirk. His proximity does funny things to me, my skin flushes and my nipples become sensitive against the lace of my bra. It takes everything I have not to just lean in that last inch and kiss him, run my tongue across his stubble and sink my teeth into his neck, chest, stomach... The hardest part is that I know he wants it every bit as much as I do. His whole body is demanding my attention. The very fact that he wants it is the reason that I won't.
"I just need you to sign.” I incline my head towards the paperwork on the desk. He shakes his head, takes a deep breath and stands up, putting some distance between us. He closes his eyes for a moment and when he opens them again he looks amused.
“Well Miss Parker, it would appear I underestimated you.” He looks confused and slightly dazed.
I shrug. "Never underestimate. You should know that, surely?"
He smiles. His eyes trail down my body and an all too familiar longing appears on his face. "I do. I'm not one to beat around the bush Lilly, so I'll be blunt. I want you, badly, but you already know that. You're not one to underestimate." Well that was very blunt.
“What part of our first meeting did you miss Mr Ellis? I distinctly remember telling you that I'm not interested."
He flashes that heart stopping smile that makes everything south of my belly button tighten. Damn him and his insane sex appeal. "If this is you not being interested, hell I’d like to see you when you are." He raises an eyebrow. I'm too flustered to respond. "But you see sugar; we both know you're lying to yourself. I'm Theodore Ellis... of course you're interested. No matter how much you don't want to, you want me between your legs." Jesus, love yourself much? What an arse! How is it that I can be so infuriated yet so unbelievably turned on by him at exactly the same time. Images flash through my mind; him buried inside me as I throw my head back and claw at his back. My fingers in that oh so fuckable hair as he makes me come. Damn him. Enough. Shut him down Lilly.
"And that is your mistake." I fix him with a cool stare.
"What do I have to do to get you in my bed?" He asks shamelessly.
"Let me see. Shit gold." I smile wryly.
He laughs. "You will end up in my bed Lilly. Maybe not today or even tomorrow, but you will." This guy thinks he's God’s gift to women. Oh, I am going to enjoy rejecting him. I step closer to him until my lips are only a few inches from his.
I lean up to whisper in his ear. "You just sealed your own failure. I hate arrogance, and I hate assumption even more. You assume I'll sleep with you. My eyes flick confidently down his body. "Never. Going. To happen."
He smiles brilliantly as he leans in close to me and whispers against my neck. "You can pretend Sugar, but I see it in your eyes. You want me." His eyes smoulder making my insides clench. His smile is smug to the point of infuriating. Okay, time to wipe that smile off his face and enlighten him to the fact that whatever strange challenge he thinks this is, he will never win. He's a player, so I'll talk his language.
I move so that my lips are almost against his, our eyes lock. I whisper against his lips. "You see the thing is... you just showed your hand way to soon." I smirk at him. "I distinctly remember telling you to step up your game, but now you just ruined the game." I feign a sad look before fixing my face into a mask of indifference. "You're out of your league and wasting your time Mr Ellis." I say coldly.