"You really are a bad influence," Weston noted after he pulled the bottle from his perfectly plump lips. He watched me the entire time with an amused look in his eyes. I couldn't tell, but he almost seemed more relaxed and happy than he had since I'd met him."Oh, we're just getting started Goodie-two-shoes," I teased before I sipped from my own beer.Weston let out a laugh, one I'd never heard before. His smile was the kind that reached his eyes and made him look more attractive to me than I cared to admit."Do you dance?" I asked, craving to feel his body against mine.He laughed again, but this time it was an incredulous laugh as if I just asked him the most ridiculous question in the world. Shaking his head, he said, "No, absolutely not.""Well, we've already stepped outside your very comfortable comfort zone, so let's keep up the momentum." I didn't let him answer as I grabbed his tie again and started to walk backward, holding my gaze on his. I really wanted to see how far he'd

"Do you mind? We're a little busy here," Isadora growled out as she looked over at me with daggers in her gaze. Yeah, she definitely wasn't a fan of me anymore, but that doesn't explain to me why."I'm sorry, but there's a very important call on line one for Mr. Young." I pulled my gaze from hers to his. "It's Mr. Purr."He immediately jumped into action as he pushed Isadora roughly from his lap while she almost fell from unsteady footing. His hands came up to button his shirt back up before he looked back at me with a guilty expression on his face."Thank you, Ms. Knight," he cleared his throat as he picked up his phone. "Mr. Purr!" His voice completely changed for the man on the other end and he was all smiles now. Isadora started whisper yelling at him but he held his hand right in her face and gave her a death glare to silence her. "Yes, of course. Spain. Next week. That sounds great. I look forward to doing business with you, sir." He laughed at something the man said and I conti

Ady gasped next to me as she pulled her purse away from the mess on the table. I blinked away the cold liquid and wiped my mouth off. I instantly saw red as anger shot through me like a hot piston. And what I did next was out of my control, my anger had taken over.I lunged at Isadora as I grabbed her around the neck. She screamed as her hands flew around wildly above her. She tried to grab anything she could, which just so happened to be my hair. I groaned out from the pain of it but pushed through as I punched her right in the ribs. She cried out again and finally released my hair."Hey!" A big loud man hollered behind us before I felt strong arms wrap around my waist and pull me backward. "No fighting inside the bar!" He pointed up as my gaze followed his finger to a large sign that literally said the exact same thing. "You two need to get the hell out before I call the cops.""We're going- we promise." Ady held up her hands to calm the big guy down as my gaze traveled over to Isad

"Weston-" I paused, trying to think of the right words here. I wanted so desperately to jump into his arms, bury my face in his neck, and smell his intoxicating scent while he ravished my body with his hands until we were both naked, but I stopped myself. For the first time in a long time, I just wanted to talk. Sex would have to wait. "Weston, I want to forgive you, I want to be able to let you back into my life, but I don't know how. I've been burned so many times in the past and you've literally burned me several times in just the three days we knew each other." And that's when a revelation hit me. "Oh my god, we don't even know each other. I don't know anything about you. What you like to do for fun. What you like for breakfast. What your favorite movie is..."He brought his finger up to my mouth to shush me while he laughed. "I know we don't know each other that well, but that's why I'm here, Millie. I want to get to know you. I want you to get to know me. And if you really want

I brought my other hand up, unbuttoning my blouse as I went until the cool office air nipped at my nipples. The matching black lace bra was completely see-through and easy access to tease myself.As my fingers pinched one of my nipples, my thrusting hand picked up speed. But it still wasn't enough. Sitting in my chair made it impossible to spread my legs open and I needed more thrusting.Moving to the couch in my office, I laid down and went right back to where I was. My fingers were coated with my arousal as the smell hit my nose and made me moan. Thankful that my bra was a front clasp, I unhooked it and let my heavy breasts free. The sensation only made my nipples bud harder as I roughly pinched them, moaning again.I squeezed my eyes closed, picturing Caine's face and bulging muscles as I tried to push myself toward an orgasm as quickly as I could. But then my office door opened and my eyes whipped open, staring into the green globes that haunted my dreams.His mouth opened and clo