“But—”
“A friend would listen to you, even if you don’t want more,” I tell him. “And I may be the cleaning help, but I owe you.”
His gaze darkens. “You don’t owe me a thing. Don’t ever think that way. I like you, that’s all.”
“Then accept that I like you, too, and do what you want with that.”
“Dammit, Coco. You’re making this hard.”
“This? What is this?” Involuntarily, my gaze drops to his lap and oh boy. Yeah, that looks hard.
“This… being around you.”
I start. I climb off my stool so fast I almost fall over and drag down the hem of my short skirt. “Fine. Got it. Then I’ll leave you to your dinner.”
“What? Coco, wait.” He’s on his feet, too, reaching for me. He catches my hands. “I said, wait.”
“I don’t know if I should,” I whisper. “It’s hard for me, too, okay? I want you. If you don’t want me…”
“Don’t want you? I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.”
“Then what…?”
His mouth crashes against mine and all I can think of is, Finally! Yeah! Then he grabs me, lifts me and I wrap my legs around him as his tongue demands entrance and tangles with mine.
His large hands grab my ass, squeezing, and his beard grates on my chin. I slide my hands up his corded neck and bury my fingers into his short, gray hair.
I can’t believe it’s finally happening, that he’s kissing me. I moan against his lips, and he bites at my lips, licks inside my mouth, grunts and grips me more tightly.
That growl never fades, vibrating in my mouth, in my body, in my core. I realize he’s walking as he kisses me but where I expect him to throw me onto the kitchen island and fuck me there like Ryder had done, he keeps going.
Keeps going all the way to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the sitting area with their amazing view over the city, though I couldn’t care less about that right now.
“Another day,” he growls, “I’ll have you put your hands on the glass and press your tits to it. I want to pleasure you like this, before I fuck you to kingdom come.”
“Kinky. Ace?—”
“But now? I’ll fuck you right here, with your back to the glass, so that anyone looking up will see that luscious ass, see me fucking you against the window.”
“Oh, talk dirty to me.”
“I’ll fuck you dirty. This is your last chance to back out.”
“I’m not backing out,” I whisper, my arms tight around his neck. “Take me. I want it.”
“Little omega,” he grunts, “you don’t know what you’re getting yourself into.”
“I only want your cock,” I say boldly, lifting my chin.
“And you’ll have it. But can you take it? Are you wet enough for me?”
“God, Ace,” I snap, “I’ve been wet for you since the first time I met you.”
That earns me a throaty chuckle. “Little minx.”
“Big bad alpha,” I throw back and he laughs some more, his eyes darkening. He’s still holding my ass, pressing me to his muscled stomach, not letting me feel what he packs below, though what glimpses I managed to catch of his crotch in those elegant, tailored slacks were kind of intimidating.
What if he’s right to question me about being able to take him? What if I need some foreplay? A plug, maybe? The largest you can buy.
