“I promise. There’s nothing to worry about.” Felix gave her wrist one last kiss. “Let me get you a drink.”
Thea snickered, crinkling her nose. “Can’t you just dial three? Max or another of your minions must be lurking somewhere, ready to jump out and cater to your every whim.”
“Thea,” he ground out. At least her mood had lightened.
She looked at him from under her eyelashes. “Why do you always sound like you’re about to spank me?”
A fizz bubbled low down in Felix’s belly, and he raised his eyebrows. “It’s not quite my thing, but I’m open to suggestions. And while I can look after myself, the only person I want catering to my whims is you. So, how about we get on with a little ‘relaxing’ as promised?”
33
THEA
After finishing a nip of brandy each, Felix held Thea’s hand and led her up the floating stairs to his bedroom. The cool of the air con contrasted with the heat of his skin on hers, and a tiny shiver passed through her body. With each step, her pulse increased, as did the anticipation of what would happen when they reached the top. She’d been cross with him earlier after speaking to Ginny, but now blind lust had taken over and pushed all rational thought out of her brain.
They reached the top of the stairs, and Felix turned to pull her into the half-light of the bedroom. Thea looked out of the vast window. The lights of London twinkled into the distance, and the blinking beacons of aircraft moved across the skyline in slow motion. She sighed. “This view is incredible. But now you have me here. What are you going to do with me?”
It took three seconds for Felix’s regular pouty mouth to turn into a full, wolfish grin. “Oh, I think you have some idea.” As he spoke, he reached around the back of Thea’s neck before trailing his fingers down her spine. The lower he got, the stronger the ache between her thighs became.
Thea lifted her hand to Felix’s face, tracing his cheekbone, and he turned to kiss her palm.
“If you think about it,” she murmured. “I paid to spend the night with you. Does that make you a gigolo?”
Felix snickered. “No. I’m too old.”
“A sugar daddy, then?”
“I’m notthatold.”
Thea tipped her head to one side, luxuriating in the touch of his hand above her buttocks. “But you’re older than me. I think the magazine article said you were in your mid-forties. Are you sure everything still works?”
Felix raised a brow. “Considering my testicles have remained completely untouched today, which is rare in your company, I have every hope.”
Thea giggled, recalling the geese and the bee. “But what ifItouched them?”
With a sly smile, Felix lifted his hands to Thea’s wrists and brought them together behind her back. Her body arched into his, and without taking his eyes from her face, Felix pulled her closer. A solid bulge nudged against her thigh, just like it had at the dinner dance. Only this time, he wasn’t trying to hide it. “If you were to touch my balls right now, I couldn’t be responsible for my actions.”
Thea took in a breath, blood roaring in her ears.Crap.This was going to happen. She was going to have actual sex with someone. Someone who made her insides jump in delight with just the sound of his voice. She only hoped Phil wasn’t watching over her right this minute. Perhaps God provided his angels with eye masks and earplugs for just such circumstances.
His lips were against hers now, his hot breath at her mouth. “Are you sure this time? I’ll understand if you want to take things slower.”
No way in hell she’d back out. The burn between her legsneeded quenching, and she suspected Felix was the only man to do it. “Oh, no. I’mverysure.”
Felix stepped back with a slow and deliberate nod, his eyes dangerously hungry.
He kicked off his shoes and pulled at the expensive bow tie around his neck before dropping it to the floor. Like earlier in his dressing room, Felix undid his shirt and his toned chest was accented in the moonlight. Thea gripped her bottom lip with her teeth.
Silently, he moved to stand behind her, stopping with his mouth close to her ear. At the tickle of his breath on her neck, her skin prickled, and her nipples pebbled against the silk of her dress.
“You looked incredible tonight. I couldn’t take my eyes off you.”
A glow filled Thea’s chest, and her lips curved. So much for being called unpolished.
“It’s true. As I watched you across the room, all I could think about was this moment. I’ve wanted to undress you for so long. Properly. To please you. To show you how much I want you.”
Thea closed her eyes, her breath running shallow and fast. When his fingers brushed the skin at the neck of her gown, her pulse skipped a beat. Only the single button held the material together, and Thea sucked in a shuddering breath as his knuckles grazed over her.
With a gentle tug, Felix released the fastening, allowing the dress to slither to the ground. The slide of the fabric and the cool of the air-con kissed her skin, leaving Thea a delicious mess of goosebumps and need.
