So outrageously dirty and hot when he was kneeling between my legs.
I was glad the lights had been off. He hadn’t seen how hard it was for me to stop him. It had been damn near close to impossible.
I groaned, realizing I would have to face him again.
Soon.
In fact, it was time for my rounds.
I did them briskly; trying not to dwell on how uncomfortable this was going to be. But by the time I got to Trent’s room, he was asleep. Blissfully asleep.
He actually had a smile on his face.
I couldn’t help it. I stood there, watching him sleep.
He looked so sweet and innocent. His skin was swarthy and smooth, other than his stubble. His eyelashes were thick where they brushed his cheeks. His lips were pink and juicy looking.
His smiled widened.
Oh no.
He was awake.
He’d just caught me staring at him. Not staring. I’d been perusing.
No wonder he was smiling.
“Come to finish me off?”
I swallowed. My throat felt dry. He was joking I knew but I felt like I wanted to find a place to hide and never come out again. He rolled onto his side, grinning at me.
“Better yet, let me finish you off.”
I stiffed my spine, looking down my nose at him.
“No Mr. Davis. And that cannot happen again.”
His smile grew wider.
“Why not?”
“Because- all kinds of reasons!“
“Don’t you like me, Lexi? I like you. A lot.”
He had titled his head to the side, watching me struggle for words. Thank goodness it was dark in here. I was beet red. And miserable.
“A lot, a lot.”
“That has nothing to do with it! I have a job to do. You have to stop distracting me.”
He narrowed his eyes at me. The joking look was gone. He looked pissed.
“I don’t have to do a damn thing.”
I felt the fight go out of me.
“Please Trent. I can’t… I need this job. I have people counting on me.”
He sighed.
“Okay. I will back off. But you are coming to dinner with me.”
I nodded, relief flooding my system.
“Alright. But I’m not promising anything. Like- what just happened.”
He was watching me.
“How many men have you been with Lexi?”
Once again, I wished for a hole to open in the floor and swallow me up.
I closed my eyes. And then I answered him.
Chapter Nine
Trent
I was staring at Lexi, waiting for her to answer me. She was so skittish, it was like trying to seduce a cat!
And I was definitely a dog person.
“Two.”
I forced myself not to react. Two? How was that possible?
She looked at me, her incredible eyes full of doubts.
“And none of them ever did what- you tried to do. In the supply closet.”
No one had ever- she’d never-
My mind was blank for a minute as that astounding, wonderful, very arousing information sank in to me.
I was the first. The first to taste her. The first to make her feel the way only that felt.
Holy hell, I could not wait to properly eat this woman out.
I was going to make a meal of her. I would perform oral gymnastics. I would linger over her for hours.
Days.
Weeks.
It was going to be a God Damn Pussy Eating Festival.
I could still taste her on my lips. Still smell her sweet, clean, musky scent. Still feel her plump breasts and hips in my hands.
I moaned. I thought I’d calmed my cock down, but now it was rising again.
I grabbed a pillow and held it over my lap.
Her eyes got wider. She knew what I was doing. I got nothing past this woman. I shrugged.
“Sorry. Like I said, you do things to me.”
“Oh.”
I loved how she said that word. ‘Oh.’ She said so little but it meant so much.
Plus, it was cute as fuck.
“Lexi… I will do my best. I can’t promise that I won’t try to jump your bones again.”
Her eyes were wide as saucers now.
“You can’t. Promise me Trent.”
“You don’t think you can resist me?”
“No- I mean- don’t make me… please.”
I knew I should take pity on her. But I didn’t want to. I really was a bastard. I’d known it all my life.
Why stop now?
“Maybe.”
Her mouth opened. She
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