It's A Crime

It's A Crime by C.E. Hansen Read Free Book Online

Book: It's A Crime by C.E. Hansen Read Free Book Online
Authors: C.E. Hansen
yes, she is a little intense.”
    He slowly li fted the glass to his lips and took a sip. He looked so good I had to literally restrain myself from jumping him and ripping his clothes off.
    “ I just want to warn you I’m very set in my ways. I don’t like men too controlling. I do what I like, when I like it and how I like it. Tell me now if that is a problem.”
    “Listen .” He pulled himself up and leaned in close to me, setting his face on the tips of his long fingers. “I may sound blunt to you but I am always honest. You can count on me to always be truthful. I don’t lie. EVER. Nor do I tolerate being lied to,” he said with conviction. “I have as much a need to be in control as do you. Obviously neither one of us wants to give up that edge.” He paused purposefully. “I want you. I have to admit I’ve been hard for you since I first saw you sitting here...and we wouldn’t be having this discussion now if you didn’t want me.”
    “Conce it is not a good color on you.” I looked directly into his eyes, a smile playing on my lips.
    “ Like you, I also want what I want.” A wicked smile grew on his face. “And I want you.”
    The huskiness of his voice made me all hot and bothered. I did want him, more than my next breath. I turned my head and looked back toward the bar, trying to gain perspective. If I could look away from him for a few moments, it would clear my head and give me the time I needed to gain my composure. His proximity was making me wet; I needed to think. The bourbons I drank definitely didn’t help.
    He could have any woman in this bar. All of whom would go with him in a millisecond. So why the hell this amazing looking guy chose me was a mystery.
    Surely he was not desperate for company. He was gorgeous and filthy rich judging by his clothing and boots that cost, by my estimate, over two thousand dollars. Seeing that fashion is my game, I know of what I speak. He sported a platinum Rolex, the same as I own sans the diamonds. This man had it all going for him.
    W hat kind of woman goes out and fucks a virtual stranger? I’m beginning to think me. I was feeling horny and frustrated and just wanted to have a little fun. I have no intention of falling for him or anyone else for that matter.
    “ A question for you, Ace, why me?” I asked, truly baffled.
    “Clearly you do not know the e ffect your beauty has on men...on me, or you wouldn’t ask such an inane question.” His voice becoming husky with desire he leaned in to me and breathed, “I’ve thought about fucking you since I first saw you and am about to explode with want for you.”

 

     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 6
     
    The hairs on my nape stood up.
    M y internal temperature went up ten degrees in as many seconds. My only other outlet tonight was my vibrator, which would have to work overtime tonight to keep up with the desire this one man elicited. He was here with me now and I saw no reason to not use his body the same as he wanted to use mine.
    “Just good clean fun sex —no demands?” I gazed into the depths of those sensual green pools.
    “Was that a yes?”
    The tension was strung tight, almost combustible.
    “This IS going to happen.” That sounded as much a threat as a promise.
    There was that conceit again.
    “Don’t be smug. It isn’t becoming,” I reprimanded, feeling my resolve erode.
    “ The decision remains yours,” he stated again.
    “Right now, I’m thinking I could use another drink.”
    If he were as sexually frustrated as I was, he didn’t show it; his composure remained cool.
    Cole once again lifted two fingers in the air . I couldn’t see without turning, but was sure Sarah was on standby, watching, hoping to be thrown a bone.
    He must have seen the conflict in my eyes. He smiled that perfect smile with those perfect teeth and I was done. He rose once more and walked to the bar to retrieve our drinks, placed mine down and took his seat. He moved, I watched. He drank, I watched.
    Stop

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