Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 89259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
“I just brought your car back babe. That’s all.” His grin was that of a Cheshire cat and I wanted nothing more than to slap the taste out of his mouth. His smugness was just what I needed to keep my feelings for him at bay.
“Oh no, that most definitely is not all,” I said smoothly. Grabbing myself a cup of coffee, I took my time enjoying the look of shock that passed over his face. “I need to make a few things clear to you. I am not your fucking pet. I don’t belong to you nor do I need you looking out for me. I have been told by more than one person that there are plenty of women just lining up to be dominated by you. I am clearly not one of those women, so do yourself a favor and leave me the hell alone.” There. That told him.
My cold hard stare bore deep into his eyes and his reflecting look was just the same. My eyes faltered momentarily, grazing over his body. He was so fucking beautiful. He stood staring at me with his arms crossed, giving me a full view of his taunt, hard muscles. I wanted those arms around me. His legs were slightly apart from one another giving his stance that of power. The look he bore into me was filled with such malice that I wanted to look away, avert my eyes to anything but him. I stood my ground, but the one second I lost my composure did not go unnoticed. He knew I was bluffing. I could tell by the way his face softened and went from that of stone to skepticism. He sauntered toward me, removing the coffee from my hand and placing it on the dresser. Somewhere in my brain I registered the sound of the door closing and knew that Lindsey had stepped out leaving me alone with him. My breath quickened. My heart nearly beat out of my chest and I felt dizzy from his intoxicating smell. He leaned in planting a soft kiss on my neck.
“Do you really want me to go, Dallas?” he asked in his dark, raspy bedroom voice. I couldn’t answer. I was trying to concentrate on not convulsing into an orgasm from his closeness. “You don’t like me taking care of you?” He kissed me further down my neck, pausing when he got to the base of my throat and then continuing back up. “I could take real good care of you. You need someone to look after you Dallas-
someone to hold you when you cry, someone to satisfy your needs, someone who isn’t scared of a little intimidation. Have any of your other boyfriends made you feel this way?” He continued the torturous onslaught with his mouth by moving my robe off of my shoulder, loosening the belt that held it closed. My panting grew louder and a soft moan escaped my lips when he nipped my shoulder with his teeth.
“Look at me,” he demanded, pulling my chin up so my eyes met his. I could see that he was looking for an answer. I knew deep in my heart what that answer was, but I couldn’t let him have complete control over me, especially after what he had done. I was still wounded from the way he talked to me at the bar. My heart still hurt from him sending someone to watch after me, when I knew that deep down if he was really worried about my safety he would have come himself. Digging deep inside me, I found the courage to end this conversation before it took a turn for the worst.
“You need to leave, now.” My voice came out much harsher than what I intended. A look of rejection and hurt passed over his face before he quickly hid it with his signature smirk.
“Ok babe, I’ll leave. But, just so you know, I sure do miss that girl I met last week.” He kissed me tenderly, almost reverently on the lips and walked out. I stood in shock, staring at the now closed door.
Why did I keep doing this to myself? If I wanted him, why did I put myself through such misery? There was nothing wrong with me falling for him. Why couldn’t I put my stubbornness aside and actually enjoy something in life for once?
By the time Lindsey walked back into the room I was dressed and ready to leave. She took the silent hint and dressed quickly, grabbing a bagel before heading out the door. I sped from the parking lot, hoping to get away from his lingering smell and presence, but not before seeing him watching and waiting for me from the side of the building. Without a second thought, I pushed my rearview mirror up, blocking the sight of him. If only it were that easy with my heart.