misfortune.” His foot moved, pushing him forward, coming closer. “Tell you that the past few months you’ve given me something that I haven’t had in a very long time. That I can be myself with you. I can play around and your snooty responses make me so fucking hard.”
He kept moving forward, pushing me back until my spine collided with the steel table. “Tell you that I haven’t been with anyone in a really long time and I can’t go the day without jacking off to images of you.”
He breathed hard, ignoring the squirming dogs in his embrace. “I’d say Polly’s recommendation is the best bloody medicine. And I want it. I’ll beg for it. Tell me what I need to do to get it, and I’ll do it a thousand times.”
His hips pressed against mine as he closed the remaining distance between us. My hands came up, automatically protecting the dogs from getting squished even though Ryder kept his upper body far enough away to give them room.
“Feel that, Ms. Fairfax?” He rolled his hips, blatantly showing me how hard and long and big he was. “That happens every time I’m in this tiny room with you. Do you have any idea how many positions I’ve taken you in my head in this room and just how sick I feel for indulging in them?”
I trembled as he pushed away, grabbed a towel like I always did, and spread it on the table. “But you’re right. Now is not the time to talk about that because we have two little lives depending on us and they come first.” He shot me a damn right dangerous smile. “But the minute they’re cared for, it’s time for my medicine.”
I didn’t know what to say.
My mouth hung open, and the flu plaited with the lust he’d just caused and made me so brain dead, I wanted to plop onto the floor and have him tell me more honest revelations as a bed-time story.
Even sick and dirty after a long shift, he made me feel utterly desirable.
“Wow.” I licked my lips. “If you aren’t one already, you should become a lawyer. Your persuasive skills are impeccable.”
He grinned. “I’ll keep that in mind if I fancy a career change.”
“What exactly do you do?” I peered at his paint-decorated jeans and navy t-shirt. “Tradesman?”
“I’m currently renovating the house I bought just out of town.” He winked. “Perhaps, if you agree to giving me a dose of the recommended sex-drug, I’ll show you sometime.”
“So much for no more blatant innuendo invitations.” Rubbing my face, I moved around the table and forced myself to think about the two tiny dogs and not about what would happen if I ever turned up at his house. “I don’t know about any sex-drug, but how about we restart at the basics?”
“Basics?”
I stuck my hand out. “I’m Vesper. And you can call me Vesper. Drop the Ms. Fairfax business.”
He chuckled, looping his fingers with mine and making my body betray me a thousand times over. “Okay…Vesper. In return, please drop the Carson and call me Ryder.”
Our grip lasted a second too long, giving me yet more goosebumps from the sudden urge to kiss him and the freak out of finally admitting how much I was attracted to this man.
I’m in so much trouble.
Pulling my hand away, I reached for the dogs. Instantly, they scurried forward, their little bodies wriggling as they wagged emaciated tails. “Oh, poor poppets, what happened?”
Ryder’s hands fisted as I scooped one up, rubbing the tiny warm head with the tip of my stuffed-up nose. I couldn’t smell a thing, which was probably good judging by the dried faeces on their fur and conjunctivitis around their eyes.
It was times like this that made me so disappointed in the human race. I hated that people could mistreat an innocent animal so callously.
“I don’t know. All I know is the council called me to pick them up and when I got there, the fuckwit who’d done this had been arrested.”
“Because of cruelty to animals?”
Ryder’s face darkened. “No, because of illegally selling
He kept moving forward, pushing me back until my spine collided with the steel table. “Tell you that I haven’t been with anyone in a really long time and I can’t go the day without jacking off to images of you.”
He breathed hard, ignoring the squirming dogs in his embrace. “I’d say Polly’s recommendation is the best bloody medicine. And I want it. I’ll beg for it. Tell me what I need to do to get it, and I’ll do it a thousand times.”
His hips pressed against mine as he closed the remaining distance between us. My hands came up, automatically protecting the dogs from getting squished even though Ryder kept his upper body far enough away to give them room.
“Feel that, Ms. Fairfax?” He rolled his hips, blatantly showing me how hard and long and big he was. “That happens every time I’m in this tiny room with you. Do you have any idea how many positions I’ve taken you in my head in this room and just how sick I feel for indulging in them?”
I trembled as he pushed away, grabbed a towel like I always did, and spread it on the table. “But you’re right. Now is not the time to talk about that because we have two little lives depending on us and they come first.” He shot me a damn right dangerous smile. “But the minute they’re cared for, it’s time for my medicine.”
I didn’t know what to say.
My mouth hung open, and the flu plaited with the lust he’d just caused and made me so brain dead, I wanted to plop onto the floor and have him tell me more honest revelations as a bed-time story.
Even sick and dirty after a long shift, he made me feel utterly desirable.
“Wow.” I licked my lips. “If you aren’t one already, you should become a lawyer. Your persuasive skills are impeccable.”
He grinned. “I’ll keep that in mind if I fancy a career change.”
“What exactly do you do?” I peered at his paint-decorated jeans and navy t-shirt. “Tradesman?”
“I’m currently renovating the house I bought just out of town.” He winked. “Perhaps, if you agree to giving me a dose of the recommended sex-drug, I’ll show you sometime.”
“So much for no more blatant innuendo invitations.” Rubbing my face, I moved around the table and forced myself to think about the two tiny dogs and not about what would happen if I ever turned up at his house. “I don’t know about any sex-drug, but how about we restart at the basics?”
“Basics?”
I stuck my hand out. “I’m Vesper. And you can call me Vesper. Drop the Ms. Fairfax business.”
He chuckled, looping his fingers with mine and making my body betray me a thousand times over. “Okay…Vesper. In return, please drop the Carson and call me Ryder.”
Our grip lasted a second too long, giving me yet more goosebumps from the sudden urge to kiss him and the freak out of finally admitting how much I was attracted to this man.
I’m in so much trouble.
Pulling my hand away, I reached for the dogs. Instantly, they scurried forward, their little bodies wriggling as they wagged emaciated tails. “Oh, poor poppets, what happened?”
Ryder’s hands fisted as I scooped one up, rubbing the tiny warm head with the tip of my stuffed-up nose. I couldn’t smell a thing, which was probably good judging by the dried faeces on their fur and conjunctivitis around their eyes.
It was times like this that made me so disappointed in the human race. I hated that people could mistreat an innocent animal so callously.
“I don’t know. All I know is the council called me to pick them up and when I got there, the fuckwit who’d done this had been arrested.”
“Because of cruelty to animals?”
Ryder’s face darkened. “No, because of illegally selling
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