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Authors: Amanda Lance
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“I was
fine
handling that situation.” The daggers in my voice were enough to make Nicky flinch. “You didn’t need to intervene.”
“Really?” The twinge of amusement in his tone suggested he felt better than he looked. “Were you and Morgan rehearsing for parts in
Titus Andronicus
? Because other than making a
fine
Lavinia, you didn’t look
fine
at all.”
I gritted my teeth and glared at him. “I was fine.”
“Well, if everyone is
fine
, I’ll see you later.” Nicky gave something of a cautious glance to us both. “Good-night?”
I tried to make my smile reassuring. “You, too. I’ll see you Monday.”
After she walked away, it occurred to me that Sebastian was still staring at me, that look of concern and anger still there instead of indifference. Frankly, it was more intimidating than his interrogation stare. I broke eye contact and looked up at the cut on his forehead.
“You should really get that looked at.”
“
You
should really let me drive you home,” he countered.
“How about I drive you home?” I sighed and reached for a cocktail napkin to dab at the blood. “I’ll help you clean up what used to be this pretty face of yours.”
He spit a mouthful of blood into an empty glass. “You know, now that I think about it, I may have a concussion, after all.”
“Oh?”
“Yes.” He smiled. “Think you can find a way to keep me awake for the next few hours?”
I smiled wryly right back at him. “I think we might be able to figure something out.”
Chapter 10
Sebastian
“Stay away from Quinn Morgan. He and all of his other cronies are the fucking assholes.”
“I’m aware of that,” she scoffed and threw out the last gauze pad. Though the cut on my forehead was small, it had bled enough to go through half a box of them, not to mention ruin my new shirt. “It doesn’t necessarily take one to know one in this situation.” She eyed me up and down. “Though I’m sure in your case it helps.”
“Still mad at me, huh? Even after I rescued you?”
Throwing me an icepack, she rolled her eyes before she slammed the freezer shut. “I already told you Sebastian. I was handling it.”
“I wasn’t going to just stand there while someone was hurting you.” I mumbled. “I owe your father that much.”
Violet instantly froze. “So you do remember him—me?”
I grinned as I leaned my head back against the wall and closed my eyes. “I recognized you the moment I saw you.”
“Then why are you giving me such a hard time?” she asked. I could feel her step closer and, though I wanted to watch her, my head hurt too much to open my eyes just yet. “Do you hate me?”
I chuckled. “I don’t spend all my time fantasizing about women I hate.”
She sounded genuinely surprised. “Then why?”
“Because you shouldn’t be in criminal law. You’ll be terrible at it.”
“Bastard.” Violet punched my arm playfully, and I found myself smiling wider. “I could be a great criminal defense attorney if I wanted to be.”
“You misunderstand—once again.” Instantly, I felt my mood darken, insulted that she would assume my comment was an insult. “I have no doubt that there isn’t anything you can’t do. If you specialized in corporate criminal law, you would probably win cases; make hundreds of thousands in billings, maybe millions.” I stopped and chuckled. In a couple of years it was possible she could even out bill even me. “But in the end you’d end up hating yourself for betraying your values. Being a good person is who you are. It always has been.”
She shook her head earnestly. “You’re a good person too, Sebastian—a good man. I know you—”
I cut her off. I knew where she was going with this.
She knew the kind of person I was. If only I made an effort to change. Blah. Blah. Blah.
How could someone so intelligent be so dense? So naïve? Did she really need her heart broken to learn a lesson? “A good man wouldn’t have finger fucked you the other day in his office. Wouldn’t think about it still…”
“I wanted you to do more than that,” she said. “I wanted—
want
you.”
I stormed away, throwing the ice pack across the room and taking out a thousand dollar vase with it. All I had to do was go to bed, go straight to bed, jerk-off, fall asleep and pretend this night never happened.
“You should leave,” I told her. “Quit the internship. I’ll write you any kind of recommendation letter you want.”
Unfortunately, Violet was right behind me.
“No,” she said sternly. “I won’t do that. Once I start something, I don’t give up until it’s finished.”
“You should forget about criminal law. It’ll break your heart.” I stared at her. “I’ll break your heart.”
Her voice rose with anger. “Didn’t you just hear me? I’m not giving up on you.”
I turned on my heel to see thunder bolts in her eyes, an expression that made me want her more than ever. And strangely enough, not just for her body. “I’ll corrupt you; ruin you for everyone else…”
“No you won’t,” she said. “I’m incorruptible.”
“We’ll see about that.”
I went for that sweet spot on her neck before she could say anything else, eliciting a gasp from her that would have made me hard if I hadn’t been already. Like a demented vampire, I nipped and sucked at her and, within an instant, I was caught up in her. The feel of her hands on my chest combined with the soft smell of her soap had me reaching for the zipper at the back of her skirt, pulling like a madman to get her out of it.
She smiled against my cheek, using her knuckles to push me away. “Let me.”
After a week of making me watch her glide around the office without so much as batting one of those pretty eyes in my direction, Violet was going to try and tell me what to do? I had spent every night fantasizing about her. Not a chance in hell.
“No.” I spun her around, and pushed my hard-on into her. “You’ll do what I tell you.”
“Wh—”
One of my fingers against her lips silenced her completely. “Shut up. From now on, you’ll only speak when spoken to.” I ran my hand under her blouse and she shivered. “Is that understood?”
“I—”
I smacked her ass. Hard.
“Should we try this again?”
Opening her lips to speak, she quickly closed them again. She nodded and looked away.
“Good. Now take your shirt off.”
I walked away to get a better view, surprised that her slim fingers quickly worked to undo the buttons. As much as I enjoyed the view of her exposed skin, it felt too rushed, too hastened. If this was the last moral threshold I was going to break, then I at least wanted to enjoy it for as long as possible.
“Slowly.”
Violet bit her bottom lip so hard that I thought it might draw blood. I smiled and enjoyed the way her fingernails worked the buttons while her fingers trembled. I took another step back so that I could sit on the sofa while I stroked myself. As if on cue, she followed me
“Good girl.” I reached forward to cup one of her breasts, before I traced the lace of her bra. “Now take this off.”
I adored the flush on her face as she revealed the rest of herself to me. Like I’d hoped, her nipples were a subtle pink, perfectly placed, like the dot over an “i.” She pushed herself into me and I took one of them in my mouth.
With the part of me that could think properly, I knew I didn’t want to take her in my bed. It seemed like an insult, considering how many women had been there before her. She deserved better than dirty sheets and reminders of my recklessness. She deserved better than me.
Still, it was all I could give her. And for now, that was going to have to do.
“Take off my pants.” My voice sounded harsh, even to me. But if she was afraid or even remotely nervous, Violet didn’t show it, smiling wide and working the buckle of my belt like a pro.
Once we were out of the rest of our clothes I laid her down on the couch, kissing her hard enough to make her weak. I hadn’t been lying or exaggerating when I told her I was going to corrupt her, ruin her for any man she’d ever have after me. With any luck, this would only be the beginning of it.
I ran my thumb over her clit and watched her squirm.
“You’re going to say my name,” I whispered in her ear, grazing her wet curls with my index finger. “I’m going to make you scream, and cream, and then scream again.” She moaned, her hands wild as she tangled them in my hair. Each time she shivered I ran my tongue up and down her slit—and, once again, she was positively dripping. I drank her like sweet honey.
“Sebastian, please…”
She shook with each hot kiss and it was only when she was on the brink that I sat up and reached into the drawer of my coffee table for a condom. When she saw me—all ten inches of me—the wide-eyed expression that washed over her face was magnificent. “I’ve been like this, so hard all week like this, just for you. Do you like that you do this to me?”
She nodded, her chest heaving with each breath.
“Do you want to touch me?”
“Yes.” She swallowed hard. “May I?”
I nodded and took her hand in?as my own. Sure enough, the feel of her fingertips made me hiss like a breaking furnace. Right when I clenched my eyes shut, I saw her smile. I suppose I should have known that this pretty little spitfire would make a worthy bed partner. Just the way she gently stroked me was enough to tell me she was a natural.
The heat between her legs was too tempting to ignore, too wonderful to deny. I sank myself into her slowly, unsure if she could take all of me right away. Already, she felt amazing, hot and tight around me. We groaned at the same time as her nails dug into my back. No more than two inches in and I lost the rest of my control. I plunged in and out of her, digging my fingers into the globes of her perfect ass.
“Tell me.” I glided in and out of her as easily as water. “Tell me how I make you feel.”
“Full.” She dug her fingers into my shoulder and called out. “God, Sebastian, you make me feel so full, so good… please don’t stop.”
Normally I wouldn’t have allowed her to tell me what to do, but in this instance, I was more than willing to comply. I pushed myself into her harder and faster, still amazed at the way her pussy clenched my cock. Her moans were erratic, pierced by the shrieks of ecstasy I had hoped for.
“Now you’ll come for me, my sweet Violet. You’re going to drench my cock with that sweet juice and scream for me.”
“Yes.” Her voice was breathy, on edge. “Please…”
I reached my index finger and thumb between us, pinching her clit as gently as I could with my shaking hands. I had never wanted to make a woman come so badly in my life, never felt that need to satisfy someone else so completely, and not just in the bedroom. She bucked against me like a wild animal, screaming out my name and some obscenities. I followed her with my own orgasm, silencing myself by slamming my lips against hers. Every cell of me rippled with pleasure and a searing white flash of light burst before my eyes.
The rest of me gave out as I settled myself on top of her. The last thing I wanted to do was make her feel claustrophobic, but she pulled me closer, her sultry laugh in my ear the entire time. I leaned my ear against her chest and listened to the mad beating of her heart, my pulse slowly returning to normal.
“Wow,” she breathed.
I smiled as she brushed the hair out of my eyes. How did she know that was exactly what I wanted at that moment?
“Yeah” I sighed into the crook of her shoulder. “I told you.”
***
It was strange to think that I could look forward to waking up with someone in my arms. Maybe that was why I kept reaching for her throughout the night, running my hands through her hair to make sure she was still with me. Or maybe it was the feeling that she might bail on me in the middle of the night—how ironic would that be?
The privilege of waking up with her was taken from me, though. The first streaks of sunlight were barely through the windows when I heard the banging at my door. I sat straight up, but the other side of the bed was already cold. It was reassuring that I heard her mumbling voice from the other room, though her rising tone and the increase of swearing wasn’t very reassuring.
“Violet?”
I reached for my boxer briefs on the floor and pulled them on when she walked back into the room, slamming the door behind her.
“You have to get up.” Much to my regret, she was already fully dressed. However, the worried look on her face bothered me much more than her lack of nakedness.
I smirked at her but she didn’t smile back. “I already am. Now get over here and help me with that.”
“I’m serious.” She threw my pants at me, swearing under her breath while she searched for her shoes. “The police are here. They have a warrant for your arrest.”
Acknowledgements
My first thanks go out to my betas Jaclyn, Erica, and Aubrey. You ladies are lifesavers! I also have to thank Melyssa Naujoks for her awesome cover designs. I’d like to offer big hugs and sloppy kisses to Ashley and all the ladies from Mark my Words. You guys should be nominated for most patient PR Company in the universe. And, of course, much love and appreciation go out to my amazing street team. I LOVE you guys!
About the Author
A native of New Jersey and lifelong nerd, Amanda Lance recently completed her Master in Liberal Arts at Thomas Edison State College after her BA in English Literature and AFA in creative writing.
She currently resides in Easton Pennsylvania with her boyfriend and their spoiled hound dog. She is a cliché booknerd who is terrible at math, clinically obsessive, and prone to addictive behavior. She may or may not be a recluse.
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