yesterday. Libby Duncan is beautiful, kind and so welcoming that I'm already planning on going over to the condo they share for a home cooked meal next week. I've found a place at Hughes Enterprises where I not only fit, but I can flourish too. I love it there. "Alec is a great boss."
"Alec is a chump," Clive tosses back the words with a smile. "I had a chat with him the other day about you."
I shouldn't be surprised. Once Clive knew I was working for Alec I expected the two of them to discuss me. "Did Alec call you for a reference? I told him I worked for you briefly?"
"Alec did call me." He taps the leather of the seat between us. "He called me to gloat."
"To gloat?"
"He knows how talented you are." He studies the edge of his fingernails. "I told him he was lucky to have you."
"I'm lucky to work there." There's no malice in the words and I can tell from Clive's expression that he hasn't absorbed them that way at all.
"You're going to do great things for them, Lilly." He reaches to cup my hand in his. "I know that you are."
Chapter 16
"I want you so much." His lips push into mine, the sweet taste of wine lacing his tongue. "I'm so hard, Lilly. You can feel it, can't you?"
"Yes," I say into his mouth. I've felt his erection pressing against me since we arrived at his condo ten minutes ago. I agreed to come up under the guise of a quick brandy but I wanted more. I know that he can tell based on the way his hands have been cupping my ass. He has to know how wet I am already.
"All I think about is the way you taste. I crave the smell of your skin." He runs his lips over my neck, pushing my hair to the side. "I've never wanted a woman this much."
I weave my fingers into his hair, tilting his head so I can claim his mouth again. I deepen the kiss and I'm rewarded with a moan that escapes him and flows right into me. "I want this to be real."
He pulls back abruptly, his hands leaping to my shoulders, pushing me back into the wall. "This is real."
I study his expression trying to pull anything I can from it. "I can't tell if it is."
He takes a heavy step back. "You can't tell that I want you?"
My eyes drop to his crotch, the unmistakable outline of his thick cock pressing against the fabric of his pants. "I can tell that you want to fuck me."
He rakes his hand through his hair, a muttered litany of curse words falling from his lips in a heated rush. "It's more than that, Lilly. Christ. You can't feel it?"
I need to be honest. "I don't know what I feel. I'm confused."
He scoops my hand in his, bringing it to his moist lips in one fluid movement. "Come sit down. Let me tell you something."
I don't resist because I welcome the reprieve from the intensity I've felt since I got into the car with him earlier. We'd flirted shamelessly throughout dinner. I'd watched him staring at me while we traveled back to his place. I knew that he would kiss me the moment we stepped into the elevator as we made our ascent to your condo.
He motions towards a leather armchair. I rest my purse down next to it before I take a seat, carefully crossing my legs as I wait for him to speak.
"I hate that you work for Alec."
The words feel foreign in the context of what's transpired between us this evening. We hadn't spoken about my work since we arrived at the restaurant. "Why?"
"You're too good for them." He shifts back and forth, his shoes tapping out a rhythmic beat on the hardwood floors. "You should be working for Corteck."
It was inevitable that we'd be pulled back into this discussion at some point. I hadn't anticipated that it would be right now though. Not when we'd just shared a very passionate kiss. "I can't work at Corteck."
He slides his suit jacket from his shoulders allowing it to drop onto the couch behind him. "I know that you can't. I respect that."
"Why did you bring it up then?" I ask with an edge of regret. I don't want this conversation to spiral into the many reasons why I can't work for the man.
"I want
"Alec is a chump," Clive tosses back the words with a smile. "I had a chat with him the other day about you."
I shouldn't be surprised. Once Clive knew I was working for Alec I expected the two of them to discuss me. "Did Alec call you for a reference? I told him I worked for you briefly?"
"Alec did call me." He taps the leather of the seat between us. "He called me to gloat."
"To gloat?"
"He knows how talented you are." He studies the edge of his fingernails. "I told him he was lucky to have you."
"I'm lucky to work there." There's no malice in the words and I can tell from Clive's expression that he hasn't absorbed them that way at all.
"You're going to do great things for them, Lilly." He reaches to cup my hand in his. "I know that you are."
Chapter 16
"I want you so much." His lips push into mine, the sweet taste of wine lacing his tongue. "I'm so hard, Lilly. You can feel it, can't you?"
"Yes," I say into his mouth. I've felt his erection pressing against me since we arrived at his condo ten minutes ago. I agreed to come up under the guise of a quick brandy but I wanted more. I know that he can tell based on the way his hands have been cupping my ass. He has to know how wet I am already.
"All I think about is the way you taste. I crave the smell of your skin." He runs his lips over my neck, pushing my hair to the side. "I've never wanted a woman this much."
I weave my fingers into his hair, tilting his head so I can claim his mouth again. I deepen the kiss and I'm rewarded with a moan that escapes him and flows right into me. "I want this to be real."
He pulls back abruptly, his hands leaping to my shoulders, pushing me back into the wall. "This is real."
I study his expression trying to pull anything I can from it. "I can't tell if it is."
He takes a heavy step back. "You can't tell that I want you?"
My eyes drop to his crotch, the unmistakable outline of his thick cock pressing against the fabric of his pants. "I can tell that you want to fuck me."
He rakes his hand through his hair, a muttered litany of curse words falling from his lips in a heated rush. "It's more than that, Lilly. Christ. You can't feel it?"
I need to be honest. "I don't know what I feel. I'm confused."
He scoops my hand in his, bringing it to his moist lips in one fluid movement. "Come sit down. Let me tell you something."
I don't resist because I welcome the reprieve from the intensity I've felt since I got into the car with him earlier. We'd flirted shamelessly throughout dinner. I'd watched him staring at me while we traveled back to his place. I knew that he would kiss me the moment we stepped into the elevator as we made our ascent to your condo.
He motions towards a leather armchair. I rest my purse down next to it before I take a seat, carefully crossing my legs as I wait for him to speak.
"I hate that you work for Alec."
The words feel foreign in the context of what's transpired between us this evening. We hadn't spoken about my work since we arrived at the restaurant. "Why?"
"You're too good for them." He shifts back and forth, his shoes tapping out a rhythmic beat on the hardwood floors. "You should be working for Corteck."
It was inevitable that we'd be pulled back into this discussion at some point. I hadn't anticipated that it would be right now though. Not when we'd just shared a very passionate kiss. "I can't work at Corteck."
He slides his suit jacket from his shoulders allowing it to drop onto the couch behind him. "I know that you can't. I respect that."
"Why did you bring it up then?" I ask with an edge of regret. I don't want this conversation to spiral into the many reasons why I can't work for the man.
"I want
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