“Why do I deserve this?” she hissed at her reflection as she tugged her midnight navy blue dress over her head. I knew I should turn my head and not look because this wasn’t a sight for me, but hell, I was stuck. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.
Renee’s hair spilled down her back, much messier than it was when she first went out. I looked away from the shine of her hair and noticed the prim white cotton panties and a sweet-looking matching bra. Somehow, she still looked prim and proper, as conservative as she always did, but sexy and seductive as hell as well.
What is happening? I gripped the doorframe as Renee’s hands started to run all over her body. I knew I needed to run away, to leave Renee to her moment of privacy, but my legs had been filled with lead. I didn’t stand a chance.
“I deserve so much more than Diego,” she said to herself. The fact that she was talking about the very man who had been plaguing me and the rest of the guys kept me stuck in one place. “I deserve to be loved, and to love as well. I want to love; I have always wanted to love. I want more. I don’t think I can do this. Any of this.” Her words were heartbreaking, but her tone wasn’t as sad as I expected it to be. This seemed to be going in a very different direction. “I can’t do it.”
Renee’s fingers slipped beneath the waistband of her underwear, which was definitely my cue to finally move away. I was growing hard, and this was bordering on insanity. I started to back away little by little.
“I deserve someone better,” Renee continued. “Like Lucky.”
I stopped. I knew something had happened between them; I could sense it the moment they walked through the door. This was merely confirmation.
“Or Wes. He would treat me well.”
I wasn’t expecting that.
Renee’s eyes were closed now as she continued to explore herself. “Maybe Toby…sweet Toby. And Stark, oh my God, Stark.”
Hearing my name had me even harder. Fucking hell, she was thinking of me while touching herself? Now that was electrifying. How was I supposed to go anywhere?
“Stark would know how to love me, how to fuck me. All of them…I want all of them.”
I was rooted to the spot, Renee’s moans and groans becoming so intense, I felt trapped. What did it mean that she was fantasizing about us as she touched herself? I couldn’t take my eyes off the reflection of her hand rubbing her pussy. She couldn’t stop looking at herself either, which was hot as hell.
Clearly, she didn’t like Diego, because the story I’d heard about the library incident involved her shoving him away from her. I got the impression she was saving herself for marriage, waiting for her wedding day like was expected of her, but this showed me different. There was a little minx within her that wanted to be explored.
I was so turned on watching her that my cock threatened to rip my pants open. There was no way that I could touch myself, because if I did, I would moan so loudly Renee would immediately be alerted to my presence. There was no way I could let her know I was here while she was touching herself intimately, thinking of me and the guys.
But I didn’t need to touch myself. The sight of Renee, especially at her most vulnerable moment when she tossed her head back and screamed in utter pleasure, made me come all on its own. I bit down on my bottom lip hard, so no sound came out of my mouth, which wasn’t the easiest thing in the world.
Should I feel guilty? I had no idea what emotion to settle on.
“Did you enjoy that?” Oh shit. Renee was staring right back at me through the mirror. She knew I was there. Did she know I was there the whole time? “Because I did.”
“You did?” I practically whispered back.
“You watching me?” She wiggled her eyebrows playfully. “Oh yeah, I liked that.”
My God, she was nothing like I expected. I couldn’t move a muscle as she walked slowly toward me. I felt her eyes exploring me, running all over my body, spotting exactly what had happened in my underwear. Even though she was acting like a sex goddess, I half expected her to freak out when she spotted the mess I’d made, but she didn’t. She liked it; I could see a brand new twinkle in her eyes.
Eventually, Renee met me. Without a second of hesitation, she hooked her arm around my neck and rose up on to her tiptoes to meet me. I knew deep within myself that I needed to pull away for the sake of RedEye Security, which I had worked so hard to build, but I wasn’t able to act on that. All I could do was cave to temptation. I let the magnet pull me in and I let my lips crash against hers.
Instant mistake. Before this kiss, I was addicted to her from a distance, but now I’d had a hit of the drug she was, and the addiction had grown. I had a horrible feeling that I wasn’t going to be able to pull away from her without leaving a part of myself behind.
I was never like this, I never felt like this, which made it even harder for me to figure out what I was supposed to do next. I had no experience with this at all.
The kiss was intense, the emotions surging through me were intense on as well. I was tasting her frantically, just as she was me. Neither of us could get enough of one another. I gripped Renee’s hips and held onto her, not wanting to let her go. Eventually, she pulled back and broke the magic of the moment.
Then, in a shocking move, she closed the door in my face, really shattering the dream we had just been living in. It was over, done, and she was gone.
I steadied myself for a moment with my hand pressed against her door, acting as if I was touching her. She had me under her spell now. I wanted her even more. The outward shy façade was masking something thrilling and mysterious, and it took all of my will power not to break down the door and have her there and then. I really wanted to push her up against the wall and fuck her brains out, and I was pretty sure she would love it. Especially now that I knew she had a naughty side within her. A side I wanted to explore further, that I wanted to corrupt me.
I would let that naughty Renee do anything to me. I would let that wild, wicked woman drive me crazy, and I would do whatever I could to make her insane too. If I could only get my hands on her, I would make her come until she was breathless, unable to say a word.
But she had closed the door on me, which was a sign that right now wasn’t the time. For whatever reason, it just wasn’t, and I had to accept that.
I just about managed to drag myself away. I turned around, wet pants and a stiff dick, wondering where she had been all my life.