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)
I drag in a ragged breath and swallow hard. “I… I shouldn’t have been so inappropriate.” Yeah, that’s one word for it.
He laughs. “Inappropriate? No. I like you Lilly, and I want you. I thought I made that pretty clear.” He places both his hands on either side of my head, caging me against the wall, then leans down and brushes his lips across my neck. I tremble against the wall and my heart leaps into a sprint. It takes everything in me to form some semblance of reason.
I would love to get hot and sweaty with him, but if there's one thing I'm not and never will be, it's a notch on someone’s bedpost. I don't like being played. I like casual sex, don't get me wrong, but he seems to have this ability to really get under my skin in a way no man ever has. Not good. I need to put some distance between us. I’m drunk and he’s affecting me more because of it.
“You don’t like me. You just want to get in my pants Theo.” I manage to put some conviction in my voice and sound stern, quite a feat considering my current state.
“Well I won't deny it. After all, we both know it would be explosive.” His tone is layered with seduction. I bite my lip nervously. I don't trust myself around him right now.
“I need to go home Theo. I’m sure there are plenty of women in the club who would be all too happy to indulge you.” I didn't mean to sound quite so acerbic, although I manage to sound relatively together despite my spinning head. He needs to know that I’m not one of 'those girls' he can flash a cute smile at and I’ll fall at his feet.
He sighs and presses himself closer to me so that his breath tickles my ear. He gently strokes one hand along my neck. I shiver at his touch. “I don't want anyone else. I want you Lilly. I need to be in you, it’s killing me every time I see you.” He whispers enticingly. Oh and I’d love you in me Theo, but I’m not telling you that. “I know you want it just as badly as I do.” I glare at him in the darkness. "You're just too damn stubborn to admit it." He murmurs under his breath.
“Wow, could your head be any further up your own arsehole.” I snap. Theo laughs loudly in the darkness, making my temper boil. He steps closer to me and tilts his head, gently skimming his nose along my jaw. I tense trying not to react, but my heart pounds along with my desperate breaths. He chuckles quietly.
“You can try and kid yourself all you like Lilly, but your entire body is screaming that you want it.” He purrs. Damn it, of course I want it, but I’m not about to lose all self-respect just for sex. Guaranteed amazing multiple orgasm sex I’m sure, but even so.
"I'm drunk. It doesn't count." I argue.
He leans closer still and whispers against my lips. "You are drunk, but you don't think I see the way you look at me when you're hiding behind your suits and professional courtesy. You may keep up that cool exterior, buy just under the surface you're burning up for me. I’ll bet you've pictured me between your legs a hundred different ways. God knows I have." His hot breath warms my lips, his words are brusque, almost aggressive in their delivery. My body trembles and burns for him as moisture pools rapidly between my thighs, and he's not even touching me. His words both infuriate me and turn me on so much. Fuck I am so screwed. "But the thing I can't understand is why you deny yourself Lilly. You tease me, only to deny me. I'll admit it's a turn on, but a man can only take so much. I'm dying here. You want me on my knees...I'm already there sugar." He whispers. His fingers wind into my hair as his voice drops, becoming husky and seductive. His fingers tighten as his lips brush my ear. "You want me just as much as I want you, even now I bet you're wet for me."
Really?! I push away from him quickly, leaving a few feet of space between us. “Okay! You're hot, I admit it. But don’t you think I see what you are?" Oh god, this is a full scale rant. It's like watching a train wreck, horrific but hopelessly unstoppable. "You’re hot and wealthy and you only have to click your fingers and a willing vagina appears before you. I hate to think how many women you've slept with, but I'm not one of those women Theo. Jesus. How weak do you think I am? I could never get drunk enough to have sex with you! I do have some fucking self-respect." It's as though alcohol has inhibited my brain to mouth filter, not that I normally keep tabs on it anyway, but this is Theodore Ellis. Essentially my boss' boss. He could ruin my career in a heartbeat if he wanted to. I take a deep breath to calm myself.