"Why?"
"Because I want you. It's all I want."
"Stop it," he says.
"Why?" I ask. "Don't you want me?"
"You know I want you," he says, "terribly."
"Then why are you telling me to stop?" I smile. I lick my lips.
He reaches for my wrists. He squeezes them tight, too tight.
I gasp. I draw in a sharp breath.
"You can't do this," he says. "What you're doing here, you're going to cause too much trouble for yourself."
"I like trouble."
"Not this kind," he says, a warning.
"You don't want me?" I ask, plead.
"Fuck," he growls, "you know I want you, all of you."
"Are you sure?" I ask him. "Because you're not exactly letting me know. In fact, you're pushing me away. That doesn't make me feel very good," I tell him.
"No, I'm letting you know that this can't happen. And so I'm being firm."
I shove myself off of the counter.
He steps away from the door, and I press my body against it. He still has my wrists, and he pins me to the door. That's exactly where I want to be, with nowhere to go. I want to be his.
"Why won't you take me?" I ask him. "I'm offering."
"Because if I have you once, it would be over. And I don't want someone to fuck once. I want someone to fuck every damn day and every damn night. Fiona asked me earlier if I wanted a wife, if I wanted to settle down. And she hit the nail on the head. That's exactly what I want, Lucia. I want someone in my bed – obediently. I want someone in my bed every time I tell them to get there. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"Honestly," I say, "I'm not sure."
His mouth is so close to mine. I want him to kiss me hard, harder. I feel his length pressed against my belly. His hot breath is in my ear.
"I want someone who can handle everything that I need, which is a lot. I'm demanding. I'm relentless. I need someone who can handle that amount of pressure. And you, Lucia, are young. You're inexperienced. And I don't want to ask you for something that you aren't able to give."
I pull in a sharp breath. "You won't even let me try?"
He grins. "Fuck. Lucia, you're my daughter's best friend. You're my oldest colleague's child. If I ask you to try and I hurt you or I break you, do you think I'd be able to live with myself?"
I shake my head. I think he is pulling away entirely, but instead his lips brush mine.
He kisses me ever so softly. And my knees, they buckle. My pussy, it's so wet. I feel myself coming just from his single kiss.
He runs his fingers between my thighs. My pussy drips, and I silently beg his fingers to stroke me, but he doesn’t. He just tempts me.
"You're not wearing any panties because you want me to take you, touch you, suck you, lick you. Am I right?"
I nod. My chin, it quivers.
"But Lucia, my mouth is just the beginning. You joked about my extra-large candy cane. Sweetheart, you have no fucking clue because when we fuck, it will ruin you. My soft kiss, it makes you come. What do you think is going to happen when I fill you up with my cock?"
I shudder. My whole body quivers, orgasming with his words.
He's right, of course. I don't have a clue. No idea if I could handle what he would give me. I am a virgin; my body has never been touched by any man… and he is no ordinary man. He is so much more than that.
He runs a hand over my cheek. "Next time you come on to me, I need you to have an answer. Understood?"
He leaves the bathroom. And I'm left alone. My hands find the edge of the sink, and I grasp it.
I fall to my knees. I'm still coming from his words. My pussy aches.
My body, though, it already knows what it wants.
Him. Him alone.
3
Cane
It's nearly impossible to fall asleep. I toss and turn with my hand on my thick shaft, pumping my fist for fucking hours, thinking of her, only her.
Lucia pinned against the bathroom door, my hands on her wrists, my eyes on her cunt. Goddamn it, that girl. She wasn't wearing any panties and fuck, all I wanted was my fingers in her tight hole, touching her sweet little pussy, fingering her until she came against my palm, making her moan, making her weep, making her mine in ways she's never been before.
One kiss. That's all I took. One secret, chaste, sweet kiss. I knew she was whimpering as I walked away. I saw her fall to her knees on the floor. Fuck, what a sight. It's tormented me all night long.
I wake with eyes goddamn bloodshot. I go to my private gym in my mansion. I pump iron until I'm sweating bullets. Flynn, who’s staying at my place with Fiona while they're in town, finds me lifting more than my body weight.