We continued to stare at each other. No kissing. No hands touching. Just our most intimate parts meeting as one.
I could feel him swell inside of me as he pumped into me at a frantic pace.
Beads of sweat coated his brow, the muscles in his neck straining from his movements. God, he was beautiful. The control he had over his body and how he used it for both our pleasure made me hungry for him.
He grunted, pushing into me as far as possible.
I gasped as an explosion was set off inside of my core, spreading ecstasy over my body. His name left my lips on a whimper and I moaned as I felt him release into me.
He came so hard, I could feel him fill me with his semen. His hips stopped moving and I straddled his lap, keeping him inside of me. At that moment, I placed a hard kiss on his mouth before licking my way between his lips.
A groan erupted from the back of his throat as he wrapped his arms around me, tightening his hold. No words were said. They didn’t need to be. At this point, we spoke through our bodies.
I cupped the back of his neck, deepening the kiss when a knock sounded on the door.
We broke apart and Brett sighed heavily.
“What?” he barked.
“Sorry boss, Mathis is here to see you,” Kane said, his voice muffled by the closed door.
“Fuck him,” Brett snapped.
“Be nice,” I said, placing a soft kiss on his mouth. I rose from his lap and pulled on my pants.
Brett frowned and looked up at me before righting himself. “We’re not done talking.”
I leaned down and kissed his cheek. “We can talk later.” I headed to the door and let Kane in.
“How’s it going?” he asked, leaning against the wall.
I smiled softly. “Better.” I met Brett’s gaze as he came up beside me. The dark look of possession took over as he captured my mouth in a hard kiss.
He looked up at Kane. “Tell him he can go to hell.”
I grabbed Brett’s arm. “Maybe it’s important.”
“He said he needs to discuss some business dealings with you. Something you care to share with me, boss?” Kane asked, his jaw clenching.
Brett scrubbed a hand down his face and placed an arm around my shoulders. “Nothing I haven’t told you already.
I looked at Kane. “Tell him to give Brett five minutes.”
Brett’s head whipped to mine, his eyes narrowing but I ignored him.
Kane nodded once and left.
Brett grabbed my arm and slammed me up against the wall. “I don’t like being undermined, Evvie.”
I frowned and shoved out of his grip. “I was not undermining you.”
“No?” His jaw clenched, his mouth set in a firm line as he wrapped a hand around my throat.
My heart thudded at the dark look of fury deep in his blue gaze. “Brett.”
“Don’t make decisions for me again, you fucking hear me?” he snarled.
My blood boiled and I pushed him. “I was trying to help.”
“I don’t need your help. I need you to get back to work and do your fucking job,” he said, taking a step back.
My mouth dropped, my stomach twisting. “What the hell is your problem, asshole? I’m not one of your whores that you can control and boss around.” Where was the sweet Brett from a moment ago?
Brett pulled on his jacket and closed the distance between us before placing his hands against the wall on either side of my head. “You’re not my whore, but you do love it when I control you, lover.”
“Control me in bed. Not threaten me with your hand around my neck,” I snapped.
“This is my club. Since you walked into my life, this is the only thing that I have control over.”
“But you just said—”
He placed a soft but demanding kiss on my mouth. “I control your body. That’s it. What I feel for you? It’s all you.” His hand cupped the back of my neck, tilting my head to him. “You’re the reason I can’t sleep at night. You’re the reason I feel this need to consume you when really, it’s you that consumes me.”
Consumed by his love. It was beautiful, erotic and intense as hell but as deep as the feelings went, I wasn’t sure if it would be enough for him. We didn’t trust other people when really, I wasn’t sure if we even trusted each other.
Brett’s jaw clenched as he practically dragged me to see what the hell Mathis wanted. He told me since I wanted him to talk to the guy so badly, that I could join him. Asshole.
Tension wrapped around us as we neared the end of the hallway when Kane met up with us. He clapped a hand on the back of Brett’s neck and leaned down, whispering something into his ear.
Brett nodded, his shoulders relaxing and the tight hold he had on my hand loosened. His eyes flicked to mine, warm and dark. No anger. It settled my nerves. “I know. Thanks, my man.”
Kane smiled. “Mathis is in the same booth as last time.”
Once we reached the private booth, I slid onto the bench with Brett following in behind me. The scent of sweet spicy cigar smoke wafted into my nostrils, setting my heart racing. It would be a smell that I would never forget as long as Mathis was around.
Brett placed an arm on the back of the seat behind my head, rubbing a thumb up and down the side of my neck.
“Well, it seems you two have become closer since the last time I’ve seen you,” Mathis pointed out.
Brett harrumphed.
I met Mathis’ gaze, taking in the air of superiority surrounding him. He reminded me so much of Brett, it was uncanny. They both dominated. They walked into a room and it was like time stopped.
Mathis’ tanned skin glowed in the dim red lighting, his black hair slicked back into a short pony tail. He was very good looking even though he was a domineering ass. I bit back a smile. Almost like the man sitting beside me.
Mathis’ dark eyes twinkled when he caught me staring.
My cheeks heated and I looked away, inching closer to Brett.
Mathis smirked and looked at Brett. “Have you thought of my offer?”
Brett tensed beside me. “The answer is still no, motherfu—”
“Be nice,” I said.
Brett met my gaze, a flash of anger swirling behind his deep blue eyes but I stood my ground. I wasn’t going to have him make a fool of himself just because he was mad at me.
His jaw clenched and unclenched before he turned back to Mathis and waited.
Mathis looked between us and smirked, sitting back against the bench. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a stack of folded paper. He slid it across the table to Brett and tapped it. “That’s a contract explaining exactly what I want. Read it thoroughly before you say no. Again.” He slid out of the booth and walked to the bar.
I almost giggled as Jake dropped a glass when he saw the large man approaching him. Looks like I wasn’t the only one who thought the dark brooding European was attractive.
“Lover.”
I met Brett’s gaze.
His brows furrowed. “You checking him out?”
I rolled my eyes. “Really? You have a huge decision to make and you’re worried about who I’m checking out?”
He leaned down to my ear. “The only man you should be checking out is me, lover.”
I turned my head to his. We sat and stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. He was worried about me checking out other men when every night for the past couple of weeks, I’ve been with him. My stomach clenched, the realization hitting me full force. He didn’t trust me. At all.
“Evvie?”
“You should read over the contract,” I croaked. A lump formed in my throat and I swallowed past it. I would not cry. Not here.
Brett pinched my chin. “Talk to me.”
I huffed and pulled my head out of his grasp. “I’m fine.”
“You will talk to me and tell me what’s bothering you, lover,” he breathed against my neck.
“Yeah? Just like you do the same, Brett?” I countered and
crossed my arms under my chest.
His eyes bored into mine before turning back to the contract in his hand. He sighed and scrubbed a hand down his face. Inner turmoil flashed on his handsome features. “I don’t know what the hell to do.”
I could tell that bothered him. He was right. He was always in control. Especially of his club and things changing without him knowing it, pissed him off.
“What does the contract say?” I asked, ignoring the nagging thoughts of what was really bothering us.
“Just that I need to make him money. If I don’t, I have to pay it back. But I’ll have full control of the club.”
I grabbed his free hand and linked our fingers together, praying that small gesture would show him that I was his and only his. I could deal with his possessiveness and domineering ways but not when he didn’t trust me.
He didn’t say anything as I curled my feet under me and leaned my head against his shoulder. His eyes moved across the page, reading, deciding on what was best for him.
“I have to make the club a hundred grand in six months,” he mumbled.
My eyes widened. “Is that even possible?”
“Yes.”
I looked around the vast room. No wonder Brett lived in one of the richest parts of the city. “Are you tempted?”
“Very.” He sighed. “He would be giving me free reign of his club. I could do whatever I wanted to help pick up business.”
“Where is the club?”
He frowned. “New York.”
My stomach sunk. “How long would you be there?”
Brett looked towards the bar catching the attention of Mathis. He headed back our way.
“What are you going to tell him?” I asked.
Brett ran his thumb along my bottom lip before placing a tender kiss on my mouth. “I’m going to do what is best for me.”
I smiled lightly. “Always in control.”
His eyes darkened. “You know it, lover.”
My stomach flipped and his deep blue eyes captivated me, drawing me in as the minutes ticked by.
A throat cleared and Brett glared in Mathis’ direction.
Mathis smirked and rubbed the dark scruff on his jaw. “So, did we come to a decision?”
Brett tapped the contract. “I need to speak with my lawyer first and ask some questions before I answer.”
Mathis nodded. “Fair enough. What are your questions?” he asked, pulling a gold container out of his pocket.
“What’s the catch?”
“There is none,” Mathis said, his voice calm, even.
Brett’s face tightened, his brows drawing together. “Yeah. Right.”
“You make me money, I make you money.” Mathis lit a cigar and inhaled, the embers glowing before he exhaled small puffs of smoke. “It’s a win-win all around.” The sweet spicy scent of the cigar wafted into my nostrils, burning its way into my senses.
“Why me?”
Mathis shrugged. “Don’t trust me, Brett?”
“No.”
Mathis smirked. “Good.”
Brett rolled his eyes and let out a heavy sigh. “It’s in New York?”
“Yes. I have clubs all over North America but for some reason, the club in New York isn’t doing too well,” Mathis stated.
“Give me a couple of days to think about it,” Brett said, putting the contract in his suit jacket.
Mathis smiled and looked at me before turning back to Brett. “You’re a lucky man, Brett MacLean. I hope you know that.”
I gaped at him as he left the privacy of the booth.
Brett watched him leave the large room. “I do,” he whispered.
My heart fluttered. “Brett?”
“I’ll see you at your place, Evvie,” he mumbled and headed back to his office.
I sat there, alone and confused. I didn’t know what was wrong with us. Did we really not trust each other? Or was there more to it than that? Brett was fine with me when we were alone but once we weren’t, it was like a switch went off inside of him that left him jealous and possessive or worse. Maybe something was wrong with me that I put up with it.
The next morning, I stirred awake and rolled over to find a warm sleeping body beside me. I smiled.
I vaguely remembered Brett joining me during the night. A flutter of disappointment settled in my belly that he didn’t wake me up like he usually does.
Was this it? Were things taking a turn for the worse already and we had only just started dating? I wasn’t sure, but I needed him to trust me. There was no one else for me. He was it. He filled the void that had settled in my heart since my mom died. I hadn’t told him that. Maybe if I did, it would help.
My eyes roamed down his naked form, the white sheet resting on hips. His strong back rose and fell with each breath. God, he was beautiful.
I leaned over and kissed his shoulder, trailing hot wet pecks to his nape. Covering his body with mine, I ran my hands down his strong arms that were under the pillow. His muscles jumped under my touch. I inhaled his scent. Musk and man. It made my mouth water and my pussy clench with desire for him.
I curled our fingers together and rested my head on his upper back.
His eyes were closed. He looked peaceful, at ease while he slept. The dark scruff of his five o’clock shadow covered his jaw and my tongue itched to lick it.
Placing a soft kiss on the back of his neck, I let my teeth graze the sensitive skin.
A shudder rolled through him and he flipped me onto my back, pinning me beneath him.
I gasped, his hands wrapping around my wrists above my head, holding me in place. My gaze travelled down his body to the erection between his thighs.
I licked my lips and wrapped my legs around his hips, tilting my pelvis.
He smirked and sank into me, filling me to the hilt.
I moaned and my sex clenched around him.
The movements were erotic, delicious as he made love to me. His mouth covered mine in a hard bruising kiss before he licked his way between my lips.
I panted, restrained by his hard body as he gave slow even strokes. I dug my heels into his ass, pulling him deeper that ignited a growl from the back of his throat.
He released my mouth, a wicked smile forming on his handsome face when he turned me onto my stomach.
My heart raced when he covered my body with his. His hot breath scorched my skin as he ran his nose up the side of my neck.
With a rough hand, he wrapped it around my throat and slammed back into my waiting heat.
I whimpered, spreading myself for him, giving him access to what our bodies craved.
He grabbed my wrists, holding them behind my back with one hand and tightened his grip on my throat. He tilted my head and kissed my forehead before pumping into me at a delicious rate.
I moaned, my body buzzing with adrenaline at being completely and utterly restrained by him. I couldn’t move and I had no desire to.
Muffled voices sounded from behind my door and I bit back my cries of ecstasy.
His hand moved to my mouth as his hips sped up.
Holy shit, his body was on fire. The heat travelled through us like hot flames and I couldn’t take it anymore. I broke.
I screamed around his hand, not caring in the least if anyone heard me. I shook and trembled beneath him as he pushed my hips off the bed.
He grunted, slamming hard into me each time.
A snarl erupted from his chest as he pushed into me as deep as possible before he covered my body.
His release filled me. It was so hard, I could feel him pulsing inside of me as his warmth coated my center.
Brett let go of my wrists, rubbing his hands down my arms as he held me. “I love you,” he whispered. “I don’t deserve you. I’m an asshole and I’m sorry for being a dick last night.”
“I feel like you don’t trust me,” I mumbled.
He sighed heavily and kissed my neck. “The thought of losing you to someone else scares the shit out of me.”
M
y eyes widened. Shock tore through me at what he said but I didn’t respond, needing him to continue.
“I trust you. I do. I…fuck.”
I frowned. “Brett?”
“I know we’ve only been dating for a couple of weeks but like I said before, I fell for you hard. The urge I have to claim you and mark you as mine every time a man comes near you is powerful. I can’t control it, lover,” he breathed against my shoulder. “Right now, I like knowing my come is inside of you.”
My pussy clenched at his words. The walls of my core squeezed him as his rigid cock lengthened inside of me. He pushed into me making a gasp escape my lips.
“You’re mine, lover,” he said, slowly pumping in and out of me. “And I want you to know, that no matter what happens, moments like this make it all worth it.”
***
I walked to the kitchen in dire need of coffee. My thigh muscles burned, my core clenching with every step. I could feel Brett inside of me even though he was no longer there. It was like he was permanently etched into my body, marking his territory, making me his. Knowing he would like that made me smile.
After the multiple orgasms and sweet words, I felt lighter. Whole.
We both had our issues to work through but the love we had, although new and fresh, was strong and intense. It took control as our bodies continued to meld together as one.
Being alone, just the two of us, we were happy. But once we weren’t, shit unravelled and I was damn determined to fix that.
I sighed, taking a sip of the much needed caffeine. The hairs on the back of my neck tingled and I smiled into my cup.
A warm body came up behind me and soft lips placed a kiss on my neck. “Hmm…you smell like me,” he said, inhaling deep.
My body stirred at the husk of Brett’s voice. I placed the cup on the counter and turned in his arms, wrapping my hands around his neck.
His eyes flashed with hunger. “I enjoyed the attempt at control you took this morning, lover. Even though it didn’t last long,” he purred, running a finger down my arm.
I laughed. The sense of losing control, even for just a minute with him, was exhilarating and left me needing more.
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