Chapter 22

Deimos POV

I gesture to the bathroom connected to my office. “You should get cleaned up.”

Elizabeth looks from my lips to my eyes. I know she expects me to kiss her after everything we have just done. But that is a level of intimacy I am not ready for. Her lips part, and I think about sliding my tongue between them. I want nothing more than to taste her. But now isn’t the time.

When I finally taste her, I want to be able to take my time. I want her to scream and beg for my lips on hers. Not during some hurried tryst in my office.

She rushes into the bathroom without another word and there is a small knock on my door. I know it is Stella.

I open my office door, and Stella wrinkles her nose as she walks in. “It smells like sex in here.”

“Shut up,” I groan at her.

Stella lowers her voice and walks closer to me. “You need to be careful with her,” she warns me.

“What are you talking about?” I say as I sit behind my desk and shuffle the papers around.

“She is a vir