More than that, her outright disobedience made me want to tame her. To put her under me and show her why it wasn’t a good idea to stand up to me like this. That thought snapped me back.
What the hell are you thinking? Where are you letting this slip of a girl lead you? I watched her now as she watched me. Saw the darkening of her eyes and the slight blush on her cheeks.
She wasn’t as unaware of me as she pretended. Her breath wasn’t coming as easy as it had been just a few seconds ago. And her eyes, those amazing eyes, spoke volumes.
Everything in me shifted, I know that look, know very well when a woman is interested. But for some reason I didn’t think she was going to be as easy as any of my other conquests.
That made my dick even harder. What would it be like to possess someone like her? Someone with that much fire? And will she bring that same fiery passion to my bed when I finally take her?
What the hell are you thinking Max? I felt like a dog for my thoughts. After what had happened to her I shouldn’t be letting my mind wander there.
The anger came back when I remembered what had happened to her on my watch, making me more annoyed with myself for being the kind of heartless asshole who could look at her with lust after some asshole had molested her just a short while ago.
Looking at her now, I couldn’t see where the night’s events were still bothering her. Not the way she was willing to butt heads with me. But I was going to need some time to get over it.
I took a step back only then realizing how close I’d gotten to her, until we were damn near touching. Almost as though I’d been drawn to her without even noticing it.
“Drop those off and make this your last table.” She opened her mouth to argue, but I shut her down. “That’s not a request, it’s an order.” She actually looked at her watch to see how much time she had left on her shift before walking away grumbling.
I reached for the bottle of water the bartender had placed there for me without having to be told and took a much needed sip. My throat was dry as hell.
My senses were still humming and I felt a strange kind of emptiness now that she was gone. I could’ve argued with her all night, just to keep her near.
How could you miss someone who was just in the next room? My mind wanted to shy away from this new bombardment of emotions. While another part of me wondered what it would be like to own something that innocently sweet.
It wasn’t something I was used to, this indecision. I’ve had questionable relationships in the past, but nothing like this. I’ve experienced lust at first sight more than once so I know what that’s like.
But this kind of attraction was new to me. I’m used to the quick flame that burns itself out in a matter of days and on rare occasions a few weeks at most. This didn’t feel like that. This felt like it would take a while to get it out of my system.
This confusing mix of emotions was proof that I wanted something more from her. That I was only fooling myself by pretending that I didn’t know what it was that I truly wanted.
I was attracted to her down to my damn toes. But the attraction ran deep and that was the problem. It had been a while since a member of the opposite sex had made me look twice.
Not only did I want to look, I wanted to touch and I had this insane need to be near her. I know that that had been my reason for rushing back to the city so soon after leaving.
It wasn’t because I was worried about leaving her alone in the city, well that was part of it sure. But it was my need to be near her, to have the sense that I could reach out and touch her if I wanted to, when I wanted to.
When I’d been gone for those few days that felt like months, I’d missed her every damn second. It was only now that I felt like I could breathe again, because she was near. The shit makes no sense.
You’ve really fallen into it now haven’t you Max? And it had to be for someone like her. Not the calm demure model that would have given her liver for me to marry her.
Or the starlet who’d lasted longer than all the others, but in the end hadn’t been able to hold my interest for little more than a few months.