Chapter 17

Chapter Seventeen

“Hello Marcus,” I said as I opened the door, I stepped to the side as he came in.

“You look beautiful Amelia.”  He said as he stepped into my home, I felt my cheeks heating up with a blush as his eyes moved from my bare feet all the way up my body.  

When he looked at me like that I could feel the same tightening in my lower belly that I always felt when he was around me, he stepped closer and I could smell the clean scent of his cologne and underneath that a smell that was uniquely Marcus.  He leaned past me and closed the door.

“You look very handsome,” I said looking up at him, he was in black slacks with black button up shirt.  The sleeves rolled up and I saw tattoos peeking out from beneath the dark fabric, I felt my eyes widen.  

In all the time we had worked together I had never seen the tattoos, then again it was rare that he ever took off his jacket at the office, and I had never seen him roll up his sleeves.

I wanted to trace my fingers across his skin and see how much of him the dark swirling lines covered.  

“Amelia,” he said pulling me out of my little daydream and I looked up, he was smirking at me.

“Yes Sir, I mean Marcus,” I said, watching as his lips twitched.

“Would you like to grab your shoes?”  He asked, his gaze tracing down my legs.

“Yes, but can you help me with something real quick?”  I asked as I stepped forward.

“What do you need?”  He asked, his dark eyes meeting mine.  I turned around and moved my hair out of the way.

“Can you zip me up?”  I asked as I looked over my shoulder at him, he had sucked in his cheeks and in the dim light of my living room he looked every bit as otherwordly as I knew he was.

Marcus brought his hand up to my waist his other going to the zipper and slowly pulling it up.  I looked forward, trying to fight down the shiver of desire that I felt as he trailed his fingers up the back of my neck.  Pulling my hair back into place, I turned to thank him but the hungry look in his dark eyes stopped me.  They were as dark as they had been before, no whites remained.

My thanks died on my lips before I could say anything as my heart beat thumped loudly in my ears, the fact that I was with a predatory beast didn’t escape me as I bit my lip.  

“I’d ask if you were afraid, but I can tell you are not.”  He said with a smirk and I gulped, feeling like my time with Louis had been foreplay and I was already at the main event, even though we hadn’t done anything yet.

“How can you tell?”  I asked stepping closer to him and placing a hand on his chest.

“I can smell how much you want me, how wet you are right now.  I can see your pulse beating underneath your skin,”  He said bringing his hand up and running his fingertips across my neck feeling the flutter of my pulse.

I could feel my inner walls clenching at his words, I looked down trying to hide my flushed face from his intense gaze.  

“Shoes and then we’ll get going?”  Marcus said and I nodded before sneaking a glance at him.  

Making my way to my room I picked up the bag with the shoes from the floor, and sat them on bed.  I pulled the first pair out looking at the bows these shoes were girly, yet not overly so and I already knew what I would wear them with.

Closing the lid I sat the shoe box on my bed and pulled out the pair of stiletto heels, I bit my lip looking at the high heel and I hoped I wouldn’t make a fool out of myself walking in these.  I slipped one of the shoes on and then the other and looked around the room, making sure I didn’t need to straighten anything up in case Marcus and I came back here.  

I hoped we would.

Standing I turned and looked in the mirror one last time, the heels really did make my legs look longer and I was curious to see if Marcus would like them as much as Louis did.

I held my shoulders back as I left the room, trying to look more self-confident than I felt, my eyes met Marcus’ and his gaze made me realize my worries were for nothing.  The heat and desire in his black orbs told me all I needed to know, it wasn’t just the shoes and the dress that he liked, but me.

“Amelia, I’ve never seen you look like this before?”  His said clearing his throat as he stepped closer to me.

“What do you mean?”  I asked tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear as I looked up at him.

“Good enough to eat.”  He smirked as he pinched my chin between his thumb and forefinger, “I feel so lucky that you’ll be dining with me tonight.”

I couldn’t help but smile, I felt like the lucky one.  Lucky to be going out with him tonight and for the date that Louis and I had shared earlier.  Both men were making me feel more desired than I had ever felt in my entire life and I was excited to see what tonight had in store for Marcus and I.