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forced himself to open his hands. She stepped back instantly and he felt a strange loss go through him.
***
M ia wished the tingling under her skin would stop. After-effects of her orgasm, she guessed, since her anger at Vin had lessened somewhat. She had seen a flash of pain go through him at the mention of whatever woman who’d done a number on him in the past. It wasn’t an excuse for his harsh treatment of her but part of her fury had been built on the humiliation that had coursed through as she realized how quickly and easily she’d come apart at his touch. She’d touched herself before but the end result had been nothing like what Vin had done to her.
If the encounter had been based on something other than the lesson he’d intended it to be, she had no doubt that she would have let him take her completely. Even now part of her craved to feel his mouth on hers again. And the feel of him licking her nipple while his fingers played with her...
It had been like being set on fire. And the fear of something inside of her winding almost unbearably tighter and tighter had nearly consumed her enough to beg him to stop, but then suddenly she’d been flying. Her whole body had stopped being her own and had belonged to Vin in that moment. He’d owned her. And the whole thing had lasted less than five minutes.
She knew her options were limited when it came to leaving the safety of Vin’s house. The sensible thing to do would be to accept his offer to pay for an apartment, but now more than ever, that left a sour taste in her mouth. The next best thing to do would be to ask Dom if she could stay with him and Logan, but for reasons she couldn’t explain – and didn’t want to think too much on – she’d rather be here.
The cool, dominant man across from her was messing with her head and her heart but at this moment her heart was winning out. Damn it, she liked him. Even after the things he’d said to her, deep down she felt comfortable around him – at least in the few moments when he didn’t have her wound up tight with desire. And the information he’d shared about his past relationships, while minimal, was enough to prove that he didn’t want her to take off. She knew that was more because he was concerned about her safety rather than from a desire to have her close, but it reminded her that he was a good man. He could have tossed her and the animals out on day one but he hadn’t. But how the hell was she supposed to proceed?
“You can’t kiss me again,” she finally said.
He seemed taken aback by her demand but he nodded. It was a stupid thing to insist on since Vin Barretti struck her as someone who would take what he wanted when he wanted it, but since she couldn’t trust herself not to give in to even the slightest touch, it would have to do. After all, so far all he’d done was kiss her out of anger or in an attempt to punish – what the hell would happen if he actually did those things because he really wanted her?
***
T hey were back exactly where they started. Avoiding each other. Even a week of commuting for more than an hour in the car each day had done nothing to mend the rift he had caused with his spiteful reaction to an ill-perceived comment. Even he had to admit the truth – Mia had truly been curious about his lack of a relationship because she thought he was a good guy. And he’d fucked it up.
“Hey,” he heard Dom say from his office doorway. He glanced up from the sandwich he’d been staring at on his desk – the one she’d made him for lunch along with her own – and motioned for his brother to come in. He’d never, ever taken lunch to work with him but for some reason Mia had made him a turkey sandwich every morning for the past week and left it next to his empty travel mug on the kitchen counter near the coffee pot. She’d even stuck a couple of pieces of fruit in the bag.
“We’ve got a problem,” Dom said as he dropped a folder down on his desk. The dead
***
M ia wished the tingling under her skin would stop. After-effects of her orgasm, she guessed, since her anger at Vin had lessened somewhat. She had seen a flash of pain go through him at the mention of whatever woman who’d done a number on him in the past. It wasn’t an excuse for his harsh treatment of her but part of her fury had been built on the humiliation that had coursed through as she realized how quickly and easily she’d come apart at his touch. She’d touched herself before but the end result had been nothing like what Vin had done to her.
If the encounter had been based on something other than the lesson he’d intended it to be, she had no doubt that she would have let him take her completely. Even now part of her craved to feel his mouth on hers again. And the feel of him licking her nipple while his fingers played with her...
It had been like being set on fire. And the fear of something inside of her winding almost unbearably tighter and tighter had nearly consumed her enough to beg him to stop, but then suddenly she’d been flying. Her whole body had stopped being her own and had belonged to Vin in that moment. He’d owned her. And the whole thing had lasted less than five minutes.
She knew her options were limited when it came to leaving the safety of Vin’s house. The sensible thing to do would be to accept his offer to pay for an apartment, but now more than ever, that left a sour taste in her mouth. The next best thing to do would be to ask Dom if she could stay with him and Logan, but for reasons she couldn’t explain – and didn’t want to think too much on – she’d rather be here.
The cool, dominant man across from her was messing with her head and her heart but at this moment her heart was winning out. Damn it, she liked him. Even after the things he’d said to her, deep down she felt comfortable around him – at least in the few moments when he didn’t have her wound up tight with desire. And the information he’d shared about his past relationships, while minimal, was enough to prove that he didn’t want her to take off. She knew that was more because he was concerned about her safety rather than from a desire to have her close, but it reminded her that he was a good man. He could have tossed her and the animals out on day one but he hadn’t. But how the hell was she supposed to proceed?
“You can’t kiss me again,” she finally said.
He seemed taken aback by her demand but he nodded. It was a stupid thing to insist on since Vin Barretti struck her as someone who would take what he wanted when he wanted it, but since she couldn’t trust herself not to give in to even the slightest touch, it would have to do. After all, so far all he’d done was kiss her out of anger or in an attempt to punish – what the hell would happen if he actually did those things because he really wanted her?
***
T hey were back exactly where they started. Avoiding each other. Even a week of commuting for more than an hour in the car each day had done nothing to mend the rift he had caused with his spiteful reaction to an ill-perceived comment. Even he had to admit the truth – Mia had truly been curious about his lack of a relationship because she thought he was a good guy. And he’d fucked it up.
“Hey,” he heard Dom say from his office doorway. He glanced up from the sandwich he’d been staring at on his desk – the one she’d made him for lunch along with her own – and motioned for his brother to come in. He’d never, ever taken lunch to work with him but for some reason Mia had made him a turkey sandwich every morning for the past week and left it next to his empty travel mug on the kitchen counter near the coffee pot. She’d even stuck a couple of pieces of fruit in the bag.
“We’ve got a problem,” Dom said as he dropped a folder down on his desk. The dead
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