How the fuck did I get here?
It was pathetic.
She wasn’t supposed to mean anything to me. I wasn’t supposed to like her. I wasn’t supposed to take the day off to cheer her up. I should be sinking between a woman’s legs right now—preferably two.
But I was on my way back to Muse.
I’d never felt like such a pussy.
Forty minutes later, I pulled into the roundabout and left my keys on the dash. I walked inside my three-story mansion and was greeted by Dante. He gave me a slight nod before he went outside to take care of the car.
My suit needed to be dry cleaned now that it smelled like booze, cigars, and a woman’s perfume. I stripped off the jacket and loosened the tie on my way to my bedroom. I passed Muse’s on the way then stepped into the privacy of my room. I threw my jacket on the couch then yanked the tie from my collar. I tossed that aside too, knowing Dante would find it in the morning.
“How was your night?”
I recognized her voice immediately, the sultry depth that filled my fantasies. It was soothing all the way down my spine, gliding across my skin and making all the muscles in my body tense. A beautiful woman had been sitting on my lap all night, and my cock never sprang into action. But the second I heard her voice, my slacks tightened. She had an unbelievable power over me. All she had to do was speak and I wanted her.
How did this happen?
I couldn’t enjoy a night out the way I used to. I couldn’t get lost in passionate sex with a woman I wouldn’t remember the next day. The only woman on my mind was the one standing behind me. Ever since she walked into my life, my world had been turned upside down. I paid a fortune just to protect her, and now I was chasing away her nightmares like a damn teddy bear.
How did I get here?
“Everything alright?”
I turned around when I finally had the strength to face her. I was hard in my slacks, and the second my eyes settled on her, my cock thickened even more. There was no piece of lingerie that could compete with one of my t-shirts. Seeing it loose around her body as it stretched to her knees was the biggest turn-on in the world. I’d never been so aroused by a woman, never wanted to plow a woman so deeply into my mattress before. Her long hair trailed down her shoulders, and she wore a sleepy expression as she looked at me. Without a drop of makeup, her face was completely natural.
She didn’t even need makeup.
That was how beautiful this woman was.
I hated my weakness for her. I hated the way she chased away my anger with just a simple expression.
It made me angrier. “It’s fine.” I wasn’t in the mood to talk. Now I was in the mood to lay her at the foot of my bed and give it to her deep and good.
She crossed the distance between us, leaving the doorway and approaching me near the couch. Her small feet tapped lightly against the rug. Her hands reached me first, touching my opened shirt. She rose on her tiptoes to move into me, clearly missing me since the second I was gone.
Fuck. Me.
My hand moved into the back of her hair, and I kissed her, kissed her the way I’d never kissed anyone else. I sucked her bottom lip then gave her my tongue right in the beginning. Her perfume surrounded me, and I couldn’t wait until that smell was mixed with the scent of sex. My hand moved underneath the t-shirt, and I felt her soft skin, moving up her waistline until I cupped one of her firm tits.
Perfect.
She was so fucking perfect.
I didn’t want to wait until I made it into the bedroom. The couch would do just fine. I guided her backward as I loosened my slacks and pushed them down along with my boxers.
She shoved my shirt off my shoulders then lay back, her eyes glowing with anticipation. This inexperienced woman had been terrified of me once before, but now she yearned for sex the way I did. She couldn’t get enough of it—couldn’t get enough of me. She lifted her legs and pressed her feet against my chest.
I pulled her thong down her legs then tossed it aside. My cock was raging, and I was anxious. I’d been out all night trying to chase something I didn’t even want. What I wanted was right here underneath me.
I moved between her legs and felt my warm cock slide through her wet folds.
She’d wanted me long before I walked through the door.
I held myself over her then pinned one of her legs to the back of the couch. My breathing picked up in excitement. I’d been balls deep in that pussy before, but every time felt like the first time.