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 don't answer your calls because I don't want to speak to you. Anyone else would take the hint." She glares at me defiantly.
"You kissed me that night in the club and then you freaked out and started hurling abuse at me. What am I supposed to do with that?"
"I was drunk. You kissed me and you instantly assumed you'd hit a home run...that pissed me off massively and so I gave you abuse. Yes." She shrugs. "I admit that it wasn't entirely professional, but then neither were you. In fact you've been nothing but inappropriate from the moment I met you." She seethes.
"I'm inappropriate! Everything about you is inappropriate." I gesture the length of her body. Okay, that was a low blow, but damn the woman drives me insane.
"What!? God you're an arrogant prick." She huffs.
"I make you angry because I make you want me, and you don't want to want me. You like to remain in control of the situation, my presence shits all over that, makes you lose your grip and you hate it." One look at her face and I can tell I'm right.
"Your arrogance irritates me. You assume you can have me, and for that reason you can't and you never will." Her rage is palpable.
"I think it's fair to say that's not the case. There are certainly no assumptions when it comes to you." Her eyes spit fire. Her temper is in full effect and damn, it's such a turn on. "You scream at me in the middle of the street and are just down right antagonistic. No-one else would get away with it." I growl. "Then you throw up in my car... I'm still here, still chasing you, though god only knows why."
She places her hands on the desk looking me straight in the eye. She cocks an eyebrow. "You're still chasing because you haven't caught me. You will always want what you can't have, it’s to be expected from a man like you. Now I've told you several times, but I'll tell you again. I'm not interested." Her face is totally impassive.
"Oh?” I smirk and raise a disbelieving eyebrow at her. “And why aren't you interested?" I'm also genuinely curious.
"Oh, because of course all women are interested in you. Sorry I forgot." She rolls her eyes.
"Exactly." She glares at me. I shrug. "I'm only going with the evidence. You can deny it, but you're clearly attracted to me. So why aren't you interested?"
She tilts her head as if I’m missing something obvious. "Yes, I'm attracted to you, but you are the definition of player Theo. I will not be a piece in your game, nor would you want me to be, trust me. Now please sign the papers." God I love it when she gets that authorative bite in her tone. I stand and move slowly around the desk to her, I step around and behind her. She glances over her shoulder at me but doesn't move. Her lips are parted slightly.
"Ah, but you play the game yourself do you not?" I'm going with a hunch here, but the way she flirts... she plays, she's a woman who likes control and power, she needs it. That's why she's fighting this so hard, I need her to let go of it. She doesn't respond. "So why not play with me." I breathe just inches from her ear, she trembles a little.
Being this close to her is almost painful. I can feel the heat of her body near mine. It's been almost three weeks since I first saw her and my desire for her has gone from a flame to a raging inferno in that time. Her presence causes a near nuclear reaction in my fucking pants.
She glances over her shoulder, locking me in her gaze. "Not like you do. I'm not a slut. I have a basic level of respect for the people I have sex with." I run a finger lightly along the back of her neck. "When two play the game there can only be one winner." She whispers. "One will become the played, the used. I will not be used Theo." I trail my finger down her right arm. She shivers lightly.
"Oh, sugar you can use me anytime. I'm all yours." I breathe against the soft skin of her neck.
I trace my index finger along the line of her curves, over her ribs down her waist and hips, she trembles and I grasp her thigh making her breath quicken. I can feel her resolve slipping away from her with each passing second. I gently kiss her below her ear, she doesn't move. Her breathing is strained as I grab her left hip and pull her back against me, pushing my hard cock against her arse. She shifts her weight slightly, brushing my cock, making my breath hitch. My fingers tighten against her as my lips graze her collar bone.