“Enough.” Setting his cup down, he quickly cleared the space between us once more. His body was cornering me against the kitchen countertop, an arm on either side of me as the ‘come f*ck me’ eyes gazed into my soul.
“Mr. Valentino-“
“I told you to call me James, Becca.” His firm reply flipped the switch on the situation and instantly made me want to behave. “I can see that I turn you on, but I can promise you I’m not what you want. The things I would do… well, they would be too dark for you.”
Holy shit. “Y-you have no idea what I can handle. You don’t know me like that.”
My stuttered response showed clearly how uneasy I was with this situation, and yet I wanted it. I wanted him to show me exactly how dark he could be.
“Be a good girl, Becca. You need to go upstairs and go to bed,” he whispered as he inhaled deeply and pushed himself back from where we stood.
The distance he was placing between us gave me a chance to breathe once more. Without a moment of hesitation, my feet pushed me towards the stairs, only to be stopped again with a firm grip on my arm.
“Remember what I said,” he all but growled in a sexy way that had me weak in the knees.
Turning to face him, I placed my hand on his chest, trying to push him away. But the realization hit me that I was touching him, and the feeling of his body under my fingers made everything worse.
The firm ripple of his skin under my fingers was intoxicating, and even with the slight show of chest hair present, I couldn’t help but want to run my fingers through it as his plump lips devoured mine.
Snapping out of my daydream, I quickly jerked myself from his grasp. His lips turned upwards as he stared at me, causing me to press my thighs together as I tried to control my arousal.
“Goodnight, Mr. Valentino,” I stuttered, forcing my gaze from his before I turned and fled from the kitchen, quickly running up the stairs.
James Valentino was a mysterious man, and there was no telling what he truly meant by what he’d said.
Perhaps he was dangerous, but perhaps I would like it.
James.
“Daniel, as you can see, there are numerous ways we can better help you profit from your industry if you use our company. Our importing and exporting section far surpasses that of our competitors.”
I watched as the CEO of Citadel Furnishing thought about my proposal. I had spent months trying to close this deal, and with weeks of back and forth, I knew without a doubt I had this in the bag.
A smile lined the man’s face as he nodded. “Let’s do it,” he replied, holding out his hand, which I quickly shook.
“I look forward to our future business together. If you wait just a moment, I will have Evette bring in the paperwork for you to sign, and then we will have someone take you on a tour of the docks so you can see our company at its finest.”
Evette brought in the paperwork, Daniel signed it, and then I sent him off for the promised tour.
Once he was gone, I reached for my phone which had gone off a few different times during my meeting.
Tally.
The girl was a pain in my ass, but as my only child, I loved her no matter what she did. She was the princess in my kingdom, and I was the king of my castle. For years I had tried to correct Tally’s behavior, but her mother was always an obstacle.
‘Having people over today for a pool party.’
Shaking my head, I sighed. There was no arguing with this girl.
‘That’s fine. I will be home later this afternoon. Do you girls need anything?’
A few moments passed, and I watched the small bubbles at the bottom of our chat move.
‘We’re fine. See.’
A photo pushed through on my screen, and I smiled at my beautiful daughter, Tally, dressed with a straw hat and cover-up over her bathing suit. She was beautiful, just like her mother.
‘You look beautiful, sweetie. Be safe, see you soon. Xx’
As soon as I sent the text, though, another photo came through, and it was one that made me internally groan. My hand was tightening on the phone as I stared down at the smiling face.
It was of Becca. My daughter’s beautiful friend who was supposed to be off limits.
From the moment I laid eyes on Becca, I felt something towards her. A desire, a hunger that made me want to know more.
I knew it was wrong, but god, was she the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.
Her hair was up in a high ponytail, showing off the elegant length of her neck. A black bathing suit tied tight to her body showing off every delicious curve of her skin.
The sight made my mouth wet with the desire to taste her.
Never once before did an interest of the girl come across my mind until now, and yet, even though I tried my hardest not to take interest, I couldn’t help it.
The once chubby, flat chested, young girl had grown into a beautiful tall brunette with blue eyes and a figure most women would die for.
Seeing her the other night in the kitchen was a surprise, but remembering her stretching up into the cabinet, her white tank top rising, and her pink shorts hugging her perfectly sculpted ass… well, that thought alone made my cock hard.
She was f*cking spectacular, and I wanted nothing more than to bend her over that counter and have my way with her.
The disgusting thought turned my stomach, but as if my sexual prowess took over, it quickly dissipated. I wanted her more than I had ever wanted anyone.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.