“Okay.” He shrugs. “It doesn't matter. It's still yours.”
“Why are you doing this?” I burst out. “Why won't you just leave me alone?”
“You don't want me to leave you alone,” he growls as he takes another step toward me, his eyes flashing fire and a muscle in his jaw ticking. “Lie to me and tell me I'm wrong.”
My mouth falls open as I stare at him. I try to form the words, but I can't.
He smiles at me smugly as he closes the distance between us and wraps his big arms around me, yanking me to him until I'm flush against him.
I close my eyes and try to keep his scent from intoxicating me and lowering my defenses. I try to ignore how good it feels to be wrapped up in him like this. I try to remind myself of all the reasons why it's not a good idea for me to be involved with Warren Foxworth.
“I told you, angel princess,” he speaks softly, “I want you, and I get what I want.”
I frown as he lifts my chin up to him, his blue orbs blazing into mine as he tells me knowingly, “And I know you want me too. Deny it all you want, but I can read you like an open book. It's right there on your face plain as day. You can lie to yourself all you want, but you can't lie to me.”
I start to tremble uncontrollably. He notices and begins stroking his hands up and down my arms and back soothingly.
“It's okay,” he murmurs before he asks me so gently it brings tears to my eyes. “What are you so afraid of, Faith?”
I open my eyes and see real concern in his. I swallow and take a deep breath before I say fuck it and finally confess, “You make me feel things that scare me. You might want me for a day or a night, maybe even a week, and then once you get me out of your system, where does that leave me? It'd be so easy for me to fall for you, and then if we don't work out, you're the head of the entire financial district here in New York, and I would never be able to get a respectable job in the city and—”
“Shush,” he commands me as he presses a finger to my lips to stop me mid-babble.
For once, I obey him without question. I feel the tears pricking my eyes harder as the embarrassment consumes me. Fuck, I've made a complete fool of myself to him. I practically admitted to him that I would catch feelings for him, and he's probably thinking that I'm crazy right about now.
“Silly girl,” his voice is soft and chiding.
I shrink into myself. He's right. I am a silly girl. A stupid, silly, idiotic girl.
I try to look down, but he holds my chin fast in his grip and forces me to meet his gaze. “You think I want to fuck you?”
I lick my lips. His eyes flick to them before that muscle in his jaw ticks again. He drags his gaze back up to my eyes before he confesses, “You're right. I do.”
I close my eyes. I already knew that’s all this was, but the sting of it still hurts. My chest tightens as I fight to keep from letting my tears spill over.
He strokes his finger over my lips. “Look at me.”
I open my eyes against my will.
“I want to bend you over my desk and spank your little ass for the way you've made me chase you. I want to watch you gag on my cock. I want to fuck you so hard you won't walk for a week. I want to be so deep inside you that you won't even be able to think of another man's name.”
I should be horrified at his admission, but it has heat coiling deep in my belly.
His voice deepens, and he’s so close now that his breath skates over my cheeks as he says, “But I also want to lay you down on a bed of roses and kiss every inch of your body. I want to drink from the sweet nectar between your thighs and worship you like the goddess you are.”
He grabs the nape of my neck and bends down until his blue orbs are eye level with mine. Those blue flames blaze into me as he says passionately, “If you think all I want with you is a fling, you're wrong. I want to possess you, Faith Ellison. I'm not going to just fuck you and then be done with you. I’mnevergoing to be done with you. I'm going to keep you and obsess over you forever. Don't you know once you lie with the devil, there's no getting away from him?”
Silence falls between us after his speech, and we stare at each other for a long moment.
I feel my chest expanding as his words wash over me like a cleansing rain.
I don’t know which one of us moves first, but the next thing I know we're a tangle of limbs. My legs wrapped around his waist. His arms around my back, crushing me to him. My arms around his neck. His lips sliding sensuously against mine.
“Warren,” I whimper against his lips.
“Yes,” he hisses against my mouth as he humps his erection against me through our pants. “That's how you say my name, angel princess. You moan and whimper it out in pleasure in that sexy little voice of yours.”
He spears his fingers into my hair and angles my head up to him so he can deepen the kiss.