Six Weeks of Seduction by Ellis O. Day
CHAPTER 16: SARAH
Sarah wasn’t sure if she wanted to slap Nick’s face or jump him. She both hated and loved his arrogance and bossiness, but there was something wild in his tone that called to her. She wanted to play but there was a time and place for that and by the look in his eyes, it wasn’t now. Still, she wasn’t going to concede this easily. As soon as they were alone, he’d be in charge. He was too desperate right now to let her lead but it was only with him that she felt this powerful, this in control—and completely out of control. It was crazy.
She stared in his eyes as she picked up her drink and took a sip. She placed the glass on the bar.
“In four minutes I’ll move behind you.” His voice was whisper soft and it made her shiver. “I’ll stand very close.” His hand skimmed over her arm, sending desire coursing through her body. “I’ll pull up your dress and unzip my pants.” He moved a little closer. “Are you a good actor? I hope so because you’ll have to pretend that I’m not shoving your underwear out my way and sliding into you.” He leaned closer and she could smell the clean scent of his aftershave and the scotch on his breath. “Should I go slow or fast? If I shove into you hard and fast, you’ll gasp. That’ll draw attention. I don’t care but you might.” He reached around her and grabbed his drink. She inhaled sharply as his arm glanced across her breast. “Just remember,”—he took a sip of his drink—“it was your choice to stay or leave.”
Her pussy throbbed an insistent rhythm for him, but she wasn’t quite ready to stop. “You didn’t even look at what I put in your pocket.”
He reached for it but she grabbed his hand.
“I’m going to walk out of here and get into your limo.”
He shifted his hand around so he had a hold of her wrist and he tugged her toward the door.
“Wait.”
“Three minutes.” His eyes were black with desire.
“I know you won’t really fuck me in here.” She moved closer to him.
“You have no idea what I’ll do.” His hand went to her ass and he pulled her against his body—his erection hard and long between them. “I’m past caring about anyone but me.”
Heat pooled in her belly. Part of her wanted to tempt him, to see how far he’d go but there was something desperate in his eyes that said he might do what he threatened. She rested her hand on his chest. His heart raced under her fingers. “If you want me to get in that limo you’re going to let me walk out of here alone.”
“Sarah, don’t fuck with me. Not right now.”
“I’m not.” She reached behind her, causing her breasts to rub against his chest, and grabbed her drink. She tossed it back, letting the warmth fuel her desire to play. “You finish your drink. Give me three minutes.” She put the empty glass on the bar. “Your limo is out front, right?”
“Yeah.” He squeezed her ass.
“I’m going to get into the limo and wait for you.” Her face heated as she pictured how she was going to wait for him. She could strip or get on her back, legs spread, or…the possibilities were endless.
“There’s no reason—”
“Please. Do this for me. Play with me.”
His jaw tensed but he nodded.
“When I walk out of this room, I want you to finish your drink and then look at what I put in your pocket.” She nibbled her lip and he trembled. Oh, this was going to kill him and she couldn’t wait. She was so ready for a hard, fast fuck her legs were shaking. “But don’t let anyone else see.”
“Your time is up.”
She tugged on his shirt until he leaned closer to her. “Don’t keep me waiting.” She slipped from his grasp and strolled to the door. She made sure her hips rolled with each step because his eyes would be on her the entire way but instead of making her nervous, it made her wet.
