This Man (Page 77)
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He sighs. ‘At what point do you draw a blank?’
Where is he going with this? ‘I don’t remember getting home, if that’s what you’re getting at. I do realise I was stupidly drunk and highly irresponsible.’
‘You don’t remember anything after the bar?’
‘No.’ I admit. That’s never happened to me before.
‘That’s a shame.’ His sludgy eyes search mine for something, I’ve no clue what.
‘What’s a shame?’
‘Nothing,’ He leans down, kissing me tenderly on the lips, smoothing his palms over my face.
‘How old are you?’ I ask as I look him straight in the eye.
He dips his lips to mine again, coaxing them open and slowly swirling his tongue around my mouth before biting my bottom lip and tugging gently. ‘Twenty six.’ he whispers, planting soft, skimming kisses all over my mouth.
‘You missed twenty five.’ I mumble, closing my eyes in complete contentment.
‘No, I didn’t. You just can’t remember asking me.’
‘Oh. After the bar?’
He rubs his nose against mine. ‘Yes, after the bar.’ He pulls back and runs his thumb across my bottom lip. ‘You feeling better?’
‘Yes, you need to feed me.’
He laughs, planting a chaste kiss on my lips. ‘Are you making demands?’
‘Yes,’ I say haughtily. ‘Get me my clothes.’
He narrows his eyes on me, making a play for my hip bone, squeezing it hard and sending me jolting across the worktop on a squeal. ‘Who has the power, Ava?’
‘What are you talking about?’ I laugh around his torturous squeezes.
‘I’m talking about how much easier we’ll get along if you accept who holds the power.’
Oh, I can’t bear it anymore. ‘You do!’
He releases me immediately. ‘Good girl.’ He grabs my hair and yanks me forward, landing me with a hard, forceful kiss. ‘Don’t forget it.’
I melt into him, absorbing his so called power on a long drawn out sigh. All too soon, he leaves me on the worktop and returns a few minutes later with my underwear, dress, shoes and bag. I scowl at him as I take them.
‘Don’t look at me like that, lady. You won’t be wearing that dress again, I can assure you. Put the shirt over it.’ He gives the dress a disapproving look before leaving the kitchen to take a call.
I laugh to myself. Who holds the power? Me, that’s who! Control freak! I throw my clothes on and rummage through my bag to try and find my contraceptive pills, but they’re nowhere to be seen. I tip out the entire contents of my clutch onto the worktop and rifle through the crap that I harbour in my bag, only to find I didn’t put them in.
‘You ready?’
I turn to see Jesse in the archway to the kitchen with his hand held out. ‘Two seconds.’ I stuff my things back in my bag and walk over, taking his outstretched hand.
‘Lost something?’ he asks, leading me out of the penthouse.
‘No, I must have left them at home.’ He looks down at me with a questioning look. ‘My pills,’
His eyebrows rise. ‘It’s a good job Cathy isn’t here. You would give her a heart attack in that dress.’
‘Cathy?’
‘My housekeeper,’ He looks down at my dress disapprovingly and sets about fastening the buttons of his shirt. ‘Better.’ he concludes on a small satisfied smile.
We exit the elevator and I’m pulled through the foyer of Lusso, Clive doing a double take as we pass.
‘Morning, Mr Ward.’ he greets cheerfully. ‘You look better this morning, Ava.’
Jesse nods at Clive but doesn’t slow his long strides. I blush profusely, smiling sweetly as I scuttle along, keeping up with Jesse. How embarrassing. I seriously doubt I look better than last night. My hair is damp, I’ve not a scrap of make-up on and I’m wearing last night’s clothes with Jesse’s shirt over the top.
I’m bundled into the Aston Martin and drove home at the usual hair raising speed, while Ian Brown soothes my ears.
Outside Kate’s, I let myself out of his car and meet him on the pavement. His eyes follow me until I’m stood before him and he’s looking down at me with those glorious, green eyes. I don’t want him to go. I want him to take me back to his tower in the sky and hide me there forever, in his bed – with him in it too. I’m a slave to this man. I’ve been completely and utterly taken.
I step forward, pushing my front into his chest, tilting my head up to him. He stands casually, with his hands resting lightly in his jean pockets, his twinkling eyes watching me as I reach up on my tiptoes and brush my lips over his. That’s all it takes for him to remove his hands from his pockets and heave me to his chest, plunging his tongue into my mouth, fiercely taking whatever he wants. It’s totally fine. He can have it. My arms find their way around his neck, and I absorb it all as he rolls and laps at my mouth, completely consuming me.
Trouble…so much bloody trouble.
Once he’s taken what he wants, he pulls away on a long exhale, leaving me breathless and wanting so much more. I turn on my unsteady legs, taking myself up the path to Kate’s front door. I should smile, I’m quite happy with myself and all the sex I’ve had, but the ache in my gut is a screaming indictor that I can’t ignore.
I turn to watch him drive off but find him close behind, looking down at me. My brow furrows. What’s he doing? If he’s come for another goodbye kiss, then I’m game.
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