Okay, I should’ve thought of something more legitimate. I didn’t realize she was paying such close attention to my deliveries. “It’s going to keep me busy for a while. That’s all I’m saying. In the meantime, I need you to keep an eye on the floor during your shift.”
She narrows her gaze, then turns toward me. “You’re full of it.”
“Excuse me?” I growl, really enjoying the way she bites back.
“I said you’re full of it.”
My skin lights with tiny nerves of both aggravation and delight. It’s like playing with your food.
“You like me, don’t you?” She cocks her head to the side and stares at me, waiting for an answer. Fuck, I love those fearless lips of hers.
“Is it your youth that makes you so forward?”
“Is it your age that makes you so angry?”
I stalk toward her and pull her up from the chair, landing my hand on her thigh, and running it up the side of her skirt.
Fuck. I’m about to make bad decisions again.I need to hold back, but every nerve ending in my body just zeroed, and I don’t have the strength to stop it.
She turns toward me, landing her hand on my bicep again, her gaze on me as she says, “If we weren’t here, what would you do to me?”
Fuck, fuck, fuck. I can’t stop myself. Reasoning is gone. It’s lost somewhere I’ve never been and don’t care to visit.
Fire burns behind my eyes and my cock presses rock hard against the inside of my slacks. I lick my lower lip and look toward her, gripping my hand on her chin. “I’d lay you back and strip you naked, admiring every inch of your body, before I tasted that sweet little cunt,” I growl, looking into her innocent eyes as I talk. “And when you’ve come for me, and I’ve devoured your pleasure, I’d bury myself deep inside until your pussy clenches closed around me and my come drips from your walls. Then, I’d hold you in my arms and remind where you belong, because after that there’s no way I’d be letting you go. You’d be mine… for good.”
I half expect her to pull a recorder from her pocket and kick me in the groin, but she doesn’t.
Heat and intensity stirs between us until she says, “What if I want all that, too?”
“Do you?” I groan.
She looks up at me with wide eyes and nods. Silently her lips fall open and I lean into them, kissing her hard as my fingers tangle in the back of her hair, then linger down onto her throat. I can’t get her close enough.
Fuck.I should stop this. Any reasonable person would stop this. She’s too young, too vulnerable, and from a small town of people that will probably murder me for touching her. But the pull is too strong, and we continue to kiss until our foreheads press against one another.
“Do you know how bad I want you?” I growl. “How much I think about that thick body pressed against me?”
She shakes her head, her eyes glassy. “I think about you, too.”
A growl bubbles up my throat, and my stomach tightens as my cock presses harder against my zipper. “Which is why we should stop. I’m acting like an animal. You deserve a man.”
Her eyebrows crinkle. “No. I like the animal.”
Of course, she does.Of course, she likes it. I’m about to burst. I tip my finger onto her nose and drag it off gently. “The things I could do to an innocent woman like you…keeps me up at night.”
Her hand runs over my chest, and she looks up at me with the big doe eyes that have been captivating me for months. I want to satisfy her. I want to spread her open.
I ball my fist and growl into her ear. “This isn’t what I want, but it’s for the best. Now get back to work.”
She stares back at me long and hard, as though she’s trying to decipher a code, as though she’s confused by my abrupt change in demeanor. Hell, I’m confused. If I were being authentic, I’d have her laid out by now.
“The people are right,” she finally says. “What they say about you…”
I deserve whatever’s coming next. “How so?” I say, ready to retract every boundary I’ve set.
“You’re mean. Mean for the hell of it. Consider this my last day.”
My stomach falls and my heart follows. I didn’t think I’d lose her. I didn’t think she’d leave. I didn’t think there was ever a possibility where I didn’t see her again.