the reason that I’m late. It will just piss him off more if I try to defend myself. And I don’t want him to blame you. I need you to stay under his radar.”
My frown deepened. “He called me a whore, Sean,” I said, my voice hard. “I’m pretty sure he remembers me.”
His hands clenched to fists, and his expression tightened. “I don’t know what else to tell you,” he said, irritation bleeding into his tone. “This is the best way. I’m sorry if that pisses you off.”
The tension in his muscles made me relent. I didn’t want him to leave when he was angry with me. I reached out my hand to cover his fist.
“Okay,” I said softly. A blush colored my cheeks as a thought crossed my mind. His eyes softened, and he curled his index finger under my chin, lifting my face.
“What was that thought?” He asked.
“I, uh…” My cheeks heated further. “Do you at least want to take a shower here? With me?”
He let out a soft groan. “You’re torturing me, Claudia. That’s not a good idea. If we do that, I don’t think I could bring myself to leave you.”
“Then don’t,” I whispered.
He drew his hand away from me regretfully, but he was smiling softly. “Temptress,” he said huskily. “My balls are going to be aching all day.” His grin took on a cruel edge. “You’ll pay for that later.”
I shivered as images of what he might do to me flicked through my mind, and heat stirred in my belly.
“Now who’s torturing whom?” I asked shakily.
“Payback’s a bitch,” he said cheerily. “I can’t let you upset the balance of power here. What kind of Dom would I be if I let you walk all over me?”
Dom. Sub. The reminder of our conversation the night before only further stoked my lust.
“You had better go before I wrap myself around you and force you to stay,” I warned.
He laughed. “I’m pretty sure I could fight you off, little one.” But that dark flame was flickering in his eyes again. “But I’m not sure if I would want to.”
He glanced at the clock again. “I have to go,” he said, standing up quickly and putting distance between us.
“Alright,” I sighed. “I’ll call you a cab.”
When I climbed out of bed, the covers fell away, exposing my naked body to him. His eyes darkened further, and he tensed.
“Fuck,” he said huskily. “Cover yourself up. Please.” His tone was clipped.
I was secretly pleased to see how difficult it was for him to restrain himself, and even more gratified to see his hard cock standing erect for me. He noticed the direction of my gaze.
“Now, Claudia,” he barked.
I jumped slightly, tearing my eyes from him. “Sorry,” I mumbled as I darted to retrieve my towel from the bathroom. I quickly wrapped it around myself, and I heard Sean heave in a shaky breath. Still, I couldn’t help swaying my hips slightly as I walked from the room. He let out a low, warning growl behind me, and I allowed myself a satisfied smirk since my back was to him. I wouldn’t have dared if he could see my expression.
Once I had ordered a cab for him, I retrieved his clothes from where they were scattered across the living room floor. My gaze fell on my destroyed blouse, and I smiled at the memory of him tearing it from me.
I tossed his jeans, t-shirt, and boxers to him once I returned to my bedroom, carefully avoiding looking at him until he was fully clothed. Even then, the sight of his muscular torso filling out his shirt made me weak in the knees.
He crossed the room and gathered me up in his arms, hooking an arm around my lower back and pinning me to him. His other hand gripped my jaw, forcing my face up to his, locking me in place as he plundered my mouth.
Sean was right: he had to go. I pushed against his chest, trying to pull away from him. He held me for a few more seconds, unwilling to allow me to dictate when the kiss ended.
“Okay, get out of here before I lose my resolve and jump you,” I said when he finally released me, my tone
My frown deepened. “He called me a whore, Sean,” I said, my voice hard. “I’m pretty sure he remembers me.”
His hands clenched to fists, and his expression tightened. “I don’t know what else to tell you,” he said, irritation bleeding into his tone. “This is the best way. I’m sorry if that pisses you off.”
The tension in his muscles made me relent. I didn’t want him to leave when he was angry with me. I reached out my hand to cover his fist.
“Okay,” I said softly. A blush colored my cheeks as a thought crossed my mind. His eyes softened, and he curled his index finger under my chin, lifting my face.
“What was that thought?” He asked.
“I, uh…” My cheeks heated further. “Do you at least want to take a shower here? With me?”
He let out a soft groan. “You’re torturing me, Claudia. That’s not a good idea. If we do that, I don’t think I could bring myself to leave you.”
“Then don’t,” I whispered.
He drew his hand away from me regretfully, but he was smiling softly. “Temptress,” he said huskily. “My balls are going to be aching all day.” His grin took on a cruel edge. “You’ll pay for that later.”
I shivered as images of what he might do to me flicked through my mind, and heat stirred in my belly.
“Now who’s torturing whom?” I asked shakily.
“Payback’s a bitch,” he said cheerily. “I can’t let you upset the balance of power here. What kind of Dom would I be if I let you walk all over me?”
Dom. Sub. The reminder of our conversation the night before only further stoked my lust.
“You had better go before I wrap myself around you and force you to stay,” I warned.
He laughed. “I’m pretty sure I could fight you off, little one.” But that dark flame was flickering in his eyes again. “But I’m not sure if I would want to.”
He glanced at the clock again. “I have to go,” he said, standing up quickly and putting distance between us.
“Alright,” I sighed. “I’ll call you a cab.”
When I climbed out of bed, the covers fell away, exposing my naked body to him. His eyes darkened further, and he tensed.
“Fuck,” he said huskily. “Cover yourself up. Please.” His tone was clipped.
I was secretly pleased to see how difficult it was for him to restrain himself, and even more gratified to see his hard cock standing erect for me. He noticed the direction of my gaze.
“Now, Claudia,” he barked.
I jumped slightly, tearing my eyes from him. “Sorry,” I mumbled as I darted to retrieve my towel from the bathroom. I quickly wrapped it around myself, and I heard Sean heave in a shaky breath. Still, I couldn’t help swaying my hips slightly as I walked from the room. He let out a low, warning growl behind me, and I allowed myself a satisfied smirk since my back was to him. I wouldn’t have dared if he could see my expression.
Once I had ordered a cab for him, I retrieved his clothes from where they were scattered across the living room floor. My gaze fell on my destroyed blouse, and I smiled at the memory of him tearing it from me.
I tossed his jeans, t-shirt, and boxers to him once I returned to my bedroom, carefully avoiding looking at him until he was fully clothed. Even then, the sight of his muscular torso filling out his shirt made me weak in the knees.
He crossed the room and gathered me up in his arms, hooking an arm around my lower back and pinning me to him. His other hand gripped my jaw, forcing my face up to his, locking me in place as he plundered my mouth.
Sean was right: he had to go. I pushed against his chest, trying to pull away from him. He held me for a few more seconds, unwilling to allow me to dictate when the kiss ended.
“Okay, get out of here before I lose my resolve and jump you,” I said when he finally released me, my tone
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