Hendrix"Are you serious?" Surprise turned into exasperation en route to anger. Had to nip that shit in the bud before we fought once more."Please don't fight me on this, nymph. Behave and go home." Without another word, I turned and walked back to the door. Opened it and waited just beside the entrance for her to pass through.Beau muttered something under her breath that sounded a lot like unbelievable before walking past me.Was I an ass for stepping right beside the exit, forcing her slim body to brush my own? Yes, and I wasn't ashamed one bit.My hand shot out and grabbed her wrist before she could walk out completely. Pulled her to me one final time so my lips could lay a tiny kiss on the side of her neck.Her shudder made me smile."Have a good day, Miss Carter. I look forward to working with you." Four sets of eyes turned our way outside my office. Our mailroom clerk, two interns, and my secretary all startled at the sound of my voice.There was no doubt in my mind they knew
BeauFour hours prior..."Why are you making things more difficult than they need to be?" Zoe asked from her perch on a chair, in her hand a bottle of clear polish as she touched up her toes. Lately, my casa is her casa. "No need to draw it out. Call him."We'd been at this for days.My avoiding, and her, trying to force my hand."He's an ass," I pointed out and she rolled her eyes."Most men are, but don't have his face and body attached to it. Next issue?" Another coat on her baby toe, and she closed the bottle's lid. "Hit me with something good.""You read the contract he gave me! He's insane, Zoe. It'd never work." Looking at my hands, I tested the polish on my nails to see if they were dry. Still tacky to the touch, I sprayed them with the stuff the beauty supply recommended to speed up the process."Toss me that, please." I did, and she caught it with one hand. Popping the cap, she mimicked my action: shook the can and sprayed. Putting it down beside her, she turned and gave m
Beau"Oh my..." Zoe trailed off, and I had to force myself to look away from him."What?""You're screwed. See you tomorrow.""I'm not - ""Don't worry about anything. I'll handle these two." Tilting her head to the side, she pursed her lips. "Not that she'd notice anything outside of her perfect bubble." There was a touch of irritation in her voice, but her smile never wavered. "Have fun, Beau, and call me when you...shit, he's coming over!"Fight or flight kicked in, and I was out of my seat and heading toward the bathroom within seconds. Could just barely make out Zoe's cackle as I pushed through the bodies taking up the dance floor.I could feel him right behind me.Chasing me across the bar - through the throng of people dancing in time to the sensual beat of salsa.His scent infiltrated my senses, and a bolt of excitement ran down the center of my spine. There was thrill mixed with trepidation; a steady thrum whenever he was near enough to the touch, and I picked up my pace.He
Beau"Lies." Even as I said the word, my body betrayed me. Nipples pebbled to the point of pain against the thin fabric of my bra. Bra that matched the material of my shirt. See-through and thin.Hazel eyes lowered, and he licked his lips. "Did you read the contract? Have an answer?""Yes." The hand on my throat gave a gentle squeeze then followed the path down the center of my chest. He didn't touch my breast that ached. Ignored them, continued down, only to stop at the edge of my skirt.Right below my belly button that had a small diamond ring there."Sexy," he mused, toying with the tiny diamond cluttered piece. I didn't answer, couldn't, just watched him through the mirror. "Any more piercings I should know about before you agree to my terms?""You don't know my answer to make such a statement." My hands came up to push his away, but failed. Instead, I ended up gripping his wrist and holding him there."We both know you're going to agree. That no one can offer you what I can." Th
Beau"Quit looking at me like that, Beau."I arched a brow. "And how should I be looking at the man who kidnapped me from a bar just because I didn't bow down to kiss his feet?""Has anyone ever told you that you have a slick mouth?" He looked over at me for a moment, smiling. Man was enjoying this way too much. "That someday it just might get you in trouble?""Never," I deadpanned, and he chuckled, the action making him seem less formal."Find that hard to believe, nymph. You - ""Why do you continue to call me that? My name's Beau. Use it, please." To deal with him, I had to continue to have my wits about me.There was no denying the fact that around him, I lost common sense.No advertising the blast of ardor he evoked in me.It'd be so easy to say yes. To take his offer and let him lead me down a path that would only end in pain. My pain.For a second, he was caught off guard by my question. Stiffened in his seat, fingers tightening on the steering wheel."To be honest..." Hazel e
HendrixFinally, she was playing by my rules.Let her guard down long enough for me to trap her.Wear her down.Take that luscious pussy between her thighs and make her cry out my name.Reaching a hand toward the elevator's panel, I punched in my access code and the elevator pinged. Jostled us a tiny bit as we began to ascend.I'd had this elevator rigged to my liking. It was private and of use to only the penthouse tenant: me.Everyone else who lived or rented office space in this building used the one at the other end of this hallway.Moreover, it didn't hurt that I owned this structure. One of the many still under my name.My motto was:Think it. Build it. Sell it.And I did, for the most part, but living here part-time had me holding on. And now, with better purpose.Beau.She would be moving in with me even if I had to transfer her belongings myself. Nymph had no idea the plans I had for her. How she would help me with social appearances - play the role of arm candy, and tend to
Hendrix"Son of a bitch." Immediately, her walls clamped down and my eyes opened. Torn between the look of rapture on her face and the obscene way she was stretched around my girth.Beau had trapped me inside, and I had to take a moment and breathe. To try and make this last longer than four pumps. I'll be damned if I come before she does."Oh God," she writhed, eyes closed while her walls massaged my length. Her juices coated the top of her thighs and my skin. "Please, Hendrix...need you to move. To fuck me.""Beg again. One more time in that whiny voice, nymph."Green eyes snapped open and narrowed. Dared me to ask again. "Maybe I should make you beg."Pulling all the way out, I maneuvered her legs over my arms and spread her wider. At my mercy. Held her like that with just the tip inside, pushing the fat head through her lips and over her clit."Tell me, Beau. Scream it at the top of your lungs." Again, I rubbed against the trembling bundle of nerves. Spread the pre-come from my s
HendrixGetting possessive much? No. Never. More like guarding an investment.Her reason for doing this was school, and I'd pay for that without an argument. Books, housing, and tuition until she was done and graduated. Everything would be set up to look as if it were a donation/scholarship from my company to aid a deserving individual.Grabbing the items needed, I walked back to the kitchen and served myself a cup of coffee and waited, sipping from my mug while the sun rose higher in the sky and the sound of feet padding in my direction carried through the apartment.At nine a.m. sharp, Beau Carter stood in my kitchen looking like innocent sin. Barefoot, fresh-faced, and wearing an undershirt I'd taken off in my bathroom before heading out with Jax last night."Good morning," she mumbled, toe digging into the floor. "Can I have some coffee before I go?""Have a seat."At my formal tone, she frowned. "Better yet, I should just go. I have a friend that lives nearby...I'll just meet he