“You and I are going to have to deal with each other sometimes,” I said softly. “Especially because of Brett.”
“I know.”
“So, I really hope this is a new beginning,” I said. “I know that we’re obviously not going to become friends
or anything, but I really hope that we can at least be cordial.”
Marlene’s cheeks pinked. I stood up straight and tall, unable to believe that I’d humbled a woman more than twice my age.
“I hope so, too,” Marlene said. She gave me a small smile. “I’ll let you go, June. I think it’s for the best.”
I nodded. “Marlene?”
She turned around. “Yeah?”
“Thanks for being honest,” I said softly. “I really appreciate it.”
Marlene smiled, looking more relaxed this time. “You’re welcome,” she said. “And again, I really am sorry.”
I watched as Marlene scurried out of the store, no longer the proud and haughty ex-wife. It was strange, but I felt like something actually had changed between us – like somehow, we’d managed to come out on the other side.
By the time I got back to Angela, it was getting late.
“Are you coming home tonight?” Angela raised her eyebrow. “Or are you going to see sexy Mr. March?”
I flushed hotly. “God, I can’t believe how much I called him that,” I said. “But…yeah, I was thinking of going to see Thomas. You don’t mind?”
Angela shook her head. “Not at all,” she said.
I took a cab to Thomas’s penthouse in Manhattan and nervously rode the elevator up by myself, clutching my bags. It was so strange to think that in a very short amount of time, this would be my home, too.
When he opened the door, Thomas grinned at the sight of me. He pulled me into a tight hug and kissed me. I stepped into the foyer and dropped my bags. Thomas looked at me with obvious lust in his dark eyes.
“Brett’s not home,” Thomas said. “He’s out with Isabelle.” He grinned wickedly. “They won’t be home for hours.”
I blushed and stepped forward. “Good,” I said softly. “Because I was really hoping to be alone with you.”
“Same,” Thomas said. “Come here.” He held out his arms.
“I’ve missed you,” I admitted in a soft voice, closing my eyes and letting my lashes flutter on my cheek. Thomas sighed. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close against his chest. Through my thin dress, I could feel his heart beating. I closed my eyes and tilted my face up for a kiss. When our lips touched, it was like they’d never been apart.
Thomas kissed me with urgency. He slipped his tongue between my lips and caressed my own with his. I moaned softly into his mouth and Thomas grunted and picked me up. Without breaking our kiss, he set me back down on his lap and pressed into my back with his hands. The itchy material of my dress scratched against my skin and made me squirm. Thomas grunted softly and pulled the hemline up, spreading my legs on his lap and wrapping them around his torso. I could feel his muscular body pressing against the sensitive spot between my legs and a wave of desire pushed through me. I groaned softly as Thomas’s hands slid down to my ass and squeezed each cheek firmly.
“I missed you too,” Thomas whispered in my ear when we broke apart. “But don’t tell anyone or I’ll have to do some awful things to you.”
Shivers ran through my body when he said the words ‘awful things.’ I looked up at him with a blush across my face.
“Don’t be too awful,” I teased. “I might not survive to tell the story.”
Thomas growled. “I’ll do anything I want,” he replied. “And you’ll still enjoy it, June. I know you always like what I do to you. You love it, June,” he repeated. Thomas buried a hand in my hair and yanked my head back so we were gazing into each other’s eyes. His dark eyes penetrated my whole body and I felt as though I couldn’t move. I bit my lip, unable to speak. Everything Thomas had said to me was the truth. I loved everything he did, I loved every way that he touched me. I could never manage to think about it afterwards, but he knew how to turn me on like no other man ever had before.
As if reading my mind, Thomas nuzzled my shoulder. “No one can please you like me,” he growled in a low voice. “No one can make you come like I can, June,” he murmured into my body. “You’re all mine, forever.”
I shivered as Thomas’s hands slid over my body. “I know,” I whispered. My own pleas sounded weak in comparison. “I’m yours,” I told him. “And I think you know that.” Thomas growled in response. He leaned forward and kissed me savagely, parting my lips with his tongue and shoving it inside my mouth. I melted against him and moaned softly. Without breaking the kiss, Thomas reached to my back and ripped my dress apart with a practiced hand. The tearing of the fabric sounded incredibly loud to me and I felt desire pulse between my legs as I realized soon, I’d be naked on Thomas’s lap. With careful hands, he tugged the shreds of fabric away from my skin and tossed them on the floor. The air inside was chilly and my flesh was instantly pimpled all over. The rough material of Thomas’s shirt scratched against my nipples and sent a whole new frenzy of pleasure through my body.
I was clad only in a bra and panties as Thomas moved his hands down my chest.
“I like this bra,” Thomas purred. He dipped his head to my breasts and kissed my stiff nipples through the thin fabric. Delicious pleasure raced through my body and I threw my head back and cried out.