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Fall From Grace

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I cross my arms over my chest and look out the window. “Well, you’re an ass. You could have at least warned me.”

“That he knew I fucked your sassy little ass. Why does it matter?”

I turn to look at him. “He was looking at us the whole time like something was going on between us.”

“Good thing there isn’t,” he says flatly.

“Gah, you are so frustrating,” I snap. I ignore him the rest of the ten-minute drive back to the office, staring out the window in anger.

When we get back to the office, we both enter the building, still not speaking to each other. I know he’s mad I pretended to be his girlfriend for whatever reason, I know he’ll never tell me. And I am pissed that his brother and probably half his family know we fucked. I sure as hell hope I never meet more of them.

I step into the office after him and shut the door behind me. Carson presses my back into the door before I can even register what’s happening.

“You are such a tease,” he growls against my clavicle. He inhales deeply, smelling me. “You smell so fucking good, like berries and jasmine. It’s mouthwatering, tempting. Having you near me at all times.”

“What the fuck has come over you?”

He doesn’t say a word, just licks his way up my neck, causing me to squirm against him. Then his teeth bite my ear and I can’t help but moan. The feeling of his body pressed against mine brings back every memory of that night together.

“The fucking way you kept touching me at lunch. Little grazes of your fingers on my arm, my hand, my thigh. No one could see you with your hand there but me.”

“You were the one who shoved your hand up my skirt!” I argue.

He pulls back just enough so our eyes meet and I can feel his breath on my lips. “You’re always teasing me. The way you ran your fingers down my chest the other day, so close to touching my cock.”

“I was just looking for a way to get you to move away from me,” I lie.

“By grabbing my cock?” he asks, his eyes flicking to my lips.

I shrug.

“You know what I think? You are doing this on purpose. Trying to tease me into fucking you again. Because it’s your fantasy, right?” His hand glides over my ass, grabbing it and pulling me into him even more. “Something you dream about at night while you hold your vibrator against your throbbing clit, wishing it was my tongue, my cock. I know you still want this monster dick. Maybe I’ll even make a mold of it for you like you want.”

My eyes bulge out of their sockets when I realize he heard every damn word I said that night at the wine bar. I stutter but have no words to say. Then he walks away and sits at his desk like nothing just happened. Like he didn’t just tell me he was tempted by me. That I was a tease to him. That he didn’t just suck on my ear.

I’m so flustered by whatever the hell just happened that I barely register the knock on the door. Whoever is on the other side doesn’t wait for Carson to answer and the door opens, hitting me in the back.

“Oh shit, sorry, sis. Didn’t know you were standing there.”

I can’t even look at my brother in the face. I’m sure it’s flushed after that encounter with Carson. Not to mention I am so turned on right now.

Instead, I glance at Carson, who is smirking at me like he knew Owen was going to be on his way here. Like those words he just said to me had no effect on him. I bolt over to the table, ready to just leave for the day. Fuck him and fuck this job. When it hits me that he was just doing to me what I did to him earlier at lunch.

Fucking asshole.

Two can play this game.


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