Tank froze this time.
“Who the hell are you?” Eminence brought her hands down and turned around.
Not ready to let her go just yet, Tank held her waist. She, on the other hand, pulled his hat off his head.
A range of emotions registered on her face. Tank couldn’t tell if she liked seeing him again considering their past and how short he’d been with her earlier in the week, or if she hated him touching her.
Within a millisecond, Eminence’s face relaxed. “Keys?”
Against his will, he smiled. “No one has called me that in over fifteen years.” Before he could stop himself, he pulled Eminence close with one arm around her waist, pressing her hard against his body. The compulsion to kiss her consumed him. Tank couldn’t help but lower his head and press his lips against hers. At the initial contact, he stopped breathing. Every muscle in his body froze as though locking him to that position.
Damn, she’d done it again. Tank had fallen under her hypnotic spell. Keeping his eyes closed during the impromptu kiss didn’t let him see how Eminence reacted. Did she get swept up in the moment like he had? From how her lips stiffened shortly after he connected his to hers, he suspected that she didn’t want this. Now he wanted to know how she felt about him.
Chapter Seven
Damn Tank for succumbing to his primal urges. As soon as he got in a room alone with Eminence, he’d forgotten that he wanted to make her suffer like she’d made him. When he pressed his lips on hers, time reverted back to the very last occasion he’d kissed her. He didn’t remember her lips being as supple. Her breasts had gotten bigger, firmer.
Please, God, don’t let them be fake.
When he slipped his tongue into her mouth, Eminence pushed him back. Too much, too soon, too bad.
“What the hell?” She reared her hand back and delivered a solid smack across his face. “You see me in the store this week and barely say two words to me. Now you want to shove your tongue down my throat? And why don’t you sound the way you did that night?”
“I’ve been fighting a cold this week. I’m much better now.” Tank hoped Eminence thought the same thing. He’d become more than just a jock from high school.
“Really? We’re still making out in a dark room. Not much has changed.”
Tank didn’t say anything, mainly because he didn’t register what Eminence had said. Inside his body, he battled against wanting to tell her off and stripping her down and fucking her raw.
Eminence planted her hands on her hips and shook her head. “Now I get it. You and Jordie are still together.” She snickered. “Should have figured.” Then she snatched her purse from the desk. “I hope the two of you have a great life together.” She turned to the door.
Seeing Eminence walk away from him again snapped Tank out of his lusty haze. As a scared kid protecting a friend, he’d let Eminence disappear from his life once. As a man who had had his integrity questioned, the hell if he would let that happen again without speaking his mind.
“No, you don’t.” Tank leaned against the desk as he spoke behind her. “You’re going to listen to me. And don’t interrupt me.”
“You don’t know me to—”
Not able to contain himself, Tank stood from the desk, took a few steps to approach her, framed her face in his hands, then pressed his lips onto hers. She tried pushing him off, but he wouldn’t budge. As he kissed her, he walked her back to a corner in the office. He blocked her path by planting his arms on either sides of her.
“You have false imprisonment started on your list of charges. Keep racking them up.” Defiant as always, Eminence crossed her arms over her chest again, and pursed her full lips.
Mistake. If she didn’t want to be kissed again, she should definitely draw her sexy lips back.
“What are you, a lawyer now?” He attempted to gain eye contact, but Eminence kept her gaze moving around, from the ceiling to the floor to over his shoulder.
“If I were, you would be in deep shit.” She propped one foot against the wall in order to jut out her knee to keep a barrier between them.
“I don’t know what you thought you saw between me and Jordyna that day.” Tank lowered his voice.
“I’ll tell you what I saw. I saw my former best friend trying to fuck my man, and my man did nothing to stop her.” Eminence poked Tank’s chest with her index finger.
He noticed that she peered down at her hand and that she felt his chest again as though trying to check its legitimacy. To encourage her to feel more, Tank flexed his chest muscles.
Eminence swallowed hard, peered up at Tank, then drew her hand back while jutting her chin out again.
“That’s not what happened. Jay came to me as a friend to talk about something personal. I was comforting her when you walked in.”
“Comforting? Is that what you kids called it?”
To silence her, Tank kissed Eminence again. She didn’t stop him, didn’t struggle. Perhaps she started to succumb to him. Surely he started to fall under her unintended spell.
When he pulled back, he said, “Nothing else happened. I hugged her. That’s it.”
With a shaky voice, Eminence asked, “If that’s the case, why didn’t you come after me and tell me all of this right there and then? You let me go.”
Tank gritted his teeth and remained silent as he glared at her. Not going after Eminence that day had been the biggest regret of his life. He had a fragile friend to soothe. With what she told him, he couldn’t leave her. At the time, he thought Eminence would wait for him, that he would have time to explain, that she would trust him.
The fact that she left and wouldn’t talk to him revealed Eminence’s true nature. After all these years, he just wanted time to tell her the truth. Time had escaped him. She wouldn’t escape him now. Even if nothing happened between them, Tank would finally be heard.
“What she told me wasn’t for me to share. If you want to know what happened, you’ll have to ask her yourself.” Tank tried fighting against looking into Eminence’s eyes, but she had him caught.
“But—”
When Tank arrested her mouth with his, he managed to slide his tongue into hers. This time she didn’t pull away. Her body melded to his. She lowered her foot and welcomed his body.
When she placed her hand on his shoulder, she, at first, started to push him back. Then she curved her hand behind his arm and pulled him forward. It wasn’t until she allowed a small moan to creep through her throat that she sobered to the situation.
Eminence turned her head. “So that’s sexual assault to be added to your charges.”
“Really?” Tank lowered his hands to grasp her thighs. “Then I had better make this good. I would hate to go to jail for nothing.”
When he stood, he slid his hands under her miniscule skirt.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Eminence asked the question in an indignant manner, however she didn’t stop him. She rested her hands on top of his forearms as though encouraging him to do what he’d planned on doing next.
“Checking to see if you’re still a thong girl.” He hooked his fingers into the sides of her panties. “Just tell me later.” He pulled them down, then pressed her back against the wall.
****
What the hell was Eminence doing? Here she’d planned on coming into this club a winner. Now she acted like some horny teenager making out in an empty room. Not having any kind of intimate relationship with Les didn’t help her reaction. She couldn’t use that as an excuse to stray. So why couldn’t she stop Keys from caressing her?
As soon as she discovered this hulking man’s identity the old familiar feelings had come storming back.
Damn, he looked good. Now that Keys had beefed up, shaved all of that hair off of his face to show off that strong, squared jaw, and had his hair cut super short, he managed to make Eminence forget the anger she’d been harboring, a feat considering the number of years she allowed the anger to fester inside her.
As he had her presse
d up against the wall, she took in his masculine scent. She’d never smelled him in anything but cheap cologne back when they knew each other. Now he smelled so expensive, musky, and strong.
Beyond her will, she snaked one hand up to the back of his head and pulled him down to her face. From the way he kissed her, he’d learned quite a few tricks. He’d trained his talented tongue to tease her. He tapped the tip of his tongue against hers, then skimmed the surface until she ached to have more than just his tongue in her mouth.
The moan that had gotten caught in her throat earlier now vibrated their lips. Free from her panties, Eminence stepped her foot over as far as she could until her tight skirt prevented her from moving any further.
Damn, she should stop. Eminence hadn’t broken up with Les yet. She still had some unresolved issues with Keys and his association with Jordie. She had accused the two of them of sleeping together behind her back. If she didn’t stop soon, she would be doing the same thing to Les, poor, dependable, reliable, cuddly Les.
Keys grabbed her hands and placed them on the snap above the zipper in his jeans. He broke the kiss long enough to say, “Make the next move.”
Eminence stared at Keys for a moment, studying his still blue eyes that had enraptured her from the first moment she’d met him. He’d made the statement almost daring her to take the next step.
Was she this starved for affection? Did she really need to feel him inside of her right now? Could she forget the hurt and pain from the past to extinguish her lusty flame inside? Could she betray Les like this?
Eminence swept her hand up the front of his pants, feeling an impressive bulge and making him growl his appreciation. Hell, she could screw him like he and Jordie had done her. Fuck him and then leave him again. She’d already made plans to break up with Les before she even knew Keys stood at the door.
Eminence pulled open the snap on his jeans and worked to pull down his zipper when Keys scooped his hands under her butt and lifted her. With only two steps, he had her carried over to the desk. She reached back to push her purse to the floor just before he sat her on the top. Using the heels of her stilettos, she snagged his jeans and pulled them down.
“Here in the office?” he asked.
His query reminded Eminence of when he asked her about having sex for the first time in his cramped closet.
“The music’s so loud, no one will hear us,” she replied breathlessly.
Keys pulled up on Eminence’s shirt and brought it over her breasts. “On a desk?”
“Why? You have a closet that might work better?” She cocked a smile at the side of her mouth.
He chuckled. “Good point.” Then he skillfully unsnapped the front clasp of her bra.
Eminence could have sworn she heard Keys thanking God, but she could barely hear anything above the sounds of her pounding heart sounding in her ears.
He cupped her breasts and took no time in latching his mouth onto her nipple as his other large hand massaged her.
She raked her fingers over his head. The short stubble tickled her hands. Now she hated his short hairstyle. It would have been great to be able to grab a handful of his hair.
Keys twirled his tongue over her hardened nipple. With her body on auto-pilot, Eminence breathed hard. Her hands trembled. Her legs coiled around his waist.
Do it for you. Do it for you. Don’t think about Les.
If she kept telling herself that, she could excuse what would happen next.
Keys dragged his tongue over to her other breast and laved it the same way, sucking it until it felt both painful and pleasurable all at once.
When Eminence didn’t think she could take any more, he circled her nipple with the tip of his tongue. The nipple he’d just suckled he now had it pinched between his thumb and index finger. The sensation had her writhing on the desk. When Keys pinched harder, Eminence released a cry...but she didn’t want the feeling to stop.
Years had not dulled his senses. Back then and now he knew how to read her body. He made the sensations intense when he knew she could take it, and he backed off when she could no longer handle it without her saying a word, just like a good lover.
Keys stood and clamped his other hand on her now unattended tit. He gave that nipple the same treatment, squeezing it while Eminence arched her back and accepted the pain.
“Good. Good. Breathe.” Keys kept his voice low and steady.
Eminence rested her hands on top of his as she released a long exhale. By doing that, she felt relaxed and secured, a strange feeling considering who had control over her body. Just days ago, Eminence would have been fine not seeing Keys again. After a chance meeting and now this, she couldn’t imagine how she’d gone through life without him.
She squeezed her legs around his thighs. After administering another pinch to both nipples, Keys released one and allowed his masterful hand to coast down her body. He drifted over her belly to between her thighs.
Eminence opened her eyes and stared at the man who looked nothing like the boy in that closet from fifteen years ago. This man owned her at this moment. Keys slid his fingers over her now slick nether lips. He could have dipped his digit into her pussy. Eminence would have welcomed it. Keys abstained.
While keeping his stare on her, he slipped her hardened clit between his fingers. The motion along with the solid pinch on her nipple had her mewling. Eminence gripped the sides of the desk as Keys performed his magic on her body.
Keys kept the pressure on her labia while smoothing his hand back and forth until he finally stopped. The pause allowed Eminence to take a needed breath before Keys shocked her again and pinched her clit between his fingers.
“Oh, God!” Eminence pounded her fist on the desk as Keys played her body like a musician on a piano.
Black Keys. White Keys. It all came back.
All the while, Keys kept his stare on her face. Keys moved his hand over to Eminence’s other nipple and circled his thumb around it before eventually pinching it again.
Although she tried hard to fight against it, Eminence felt her body undulating under Keys’s manipulation. She felt the pressure being released from her aching vagina, which allowed Eminence to catch a much needed second wind. The coolness as Keys removed his hand from her mound had been short-lived as soon as she felt a hard swat against her clit.
“Shit!” Eminence sat up on her elbows. She glared at Keys, who carried the most confident smirk on his face.
While staring back at her, he administered another hit on her pussy, and another. Eminence should have walked...if she could. She should have told this man off. With each hit, her body craved more, a strange reaction to something so out of her character.
Keys had pinched her nipples back when they’d dated. That hadn’t shocked her. Back then, he would squeeze them, get her reaction, and let them go. Now, it felt as though he had a purpose behind each move. Every squeeze, every hit, every look had a meaning behind them.
Eminence had been sucked into Keys’s vortex of power, and she didn’t want to escape. He managed to make her forget about their checkered past or even why she ended up at this club right now. How Keys made her body feel consumed her right now.
“Talk to me,” Keys commanded. “Tell me how you feel.”
Eminence, unable to form words right now, just nodded. She hoped that her nonverbal response would satisfy him.
“No. Talk to me. Tell me how you like this.”
Eminence swallowed first. In gasping breaths, she answered, “Like it. Good. Feels good.”
Keys gave her one hard swat to her pussy that had her legs thrashing. Then he removed his hands from her body for a moment before he held onto her hips and pulled her close to his body. He massaged her hips.
“I could do so much with you.” Keys nodded.
Eminence took that moment to corral her senses. She inhaled and on the exhaled said, “Take me. Just do it.”
Keys took it upon himself to pull down his boxers, revealing his long and strong cock. Eminen
ce licked her lips at the sight. Any way Keys wanted her right now, he could have her. She wished she could have fought against that urge a bit more. Her body wanted him even if in her heart she hadn’t forgiven him or forgotten the past.
Then Keys did something strange: he stopped. In all their passion and fervor, why had he halted the action? Did he want her to beg for him to fuck her? Hell, who was Eminence kidding? She wanted him to plunge so deep in her that it would make her forget her name, his name, and Les’s name.
“Shit,” he said between gritted teeth.
“What?” Eminence panted as she stared at him.
“Protection.” Keys stared down at his erection as though she couldn’t understand what he meant. “I don’t have any on me. Didn’t expect something like this to happen.”
“It’s fine. I’m still on The Pill.” She pulled him in closer using her legs.
Unfortunately, even with her bit of news, Keys remained cemented in his spot.
Eminence craned her head up again. This time she supported her upper body with her elbows. “You don’t trust me?”
Keys said nothing, but his waning dick spoke volumes. “Hurts not being trusted, doesn’t it?”
“You son of a bitch.” She braced her foot on his chest and pushed him back, making him stumble until he smacked against the wall. “I fell for your charms again.” She hopped off the desk and secured her bra over her naked breasts. Then she snatched her discarded panties off the floor. “Damn. How gullible am I? You did all of this shit to get back at me?”
“Not entirely.” Keys must have recognized that nothing would be happening between them right now. He zipped up his pants. “I wanted a chance to—”
“I gave you a chance. You ended up fucking my best friend.” Eminence tucked her shirt back into her skirt, then picked up her purse off the floor and headed to the door. “And here I thought you had all grown up, that you were more mature than you were back in high school. You’re still that same jock who wants to do nothing in life but coast by and play with people’s emotions.”
Before she could reach the door, Keys grabbed her shoulders and turned her around. He stared into her eyes. “I did not have sex with Jordyna. There’s nothing going on between us, not back then and not now. And despite what you think, I can be trusted.”
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