Losing Control (13 page)
Authors: Desiree Wilder
Tags: #Romance, #erotic romance, #Contemporary Romance
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I looked over and saw Hotness sitting on a stool enjoying the concert. Now or never, I thought, and I walked right over to her, grabbed her and led her to my office.
Once we got in, I walked her over to the desk, and with one swift motion I swept my arm across it, knocking everything to the floor.
Nice touch
.
“Ethan?” I heard her say.
I put my finger up to her beautiful mouth. “Shhh, Gia.” I wanted to kiss her softly, but couldn’t. I had a point to prove.
I grabbed her and put her on the desk, then started kissing her animalistically. I sucked on her tongue and bit her lip—she tasted so good. I stuck my tongue in her ear and then ran it all the way down her neck and back up again. She was so captivating, I wanted to get lost in her, I wanted to let go of this and make out with her, look into her eyes, but no, I had to stay in control. I had to give her what she wanted.
I grabbed her breasts and squeezed them. Damn, they were so perfect. I pushed her down on the desk and yanked her closer, a little too hard maybe.
Don’t hurt her
. I put her finger in my mouth and sucked it, remembering how she’d liked it before. I grabbed her legs and threw them over my shoulders and pulled her in tight. The leather on her boots was on my face. Her thighs were silky smooth and smelled delicious.
Okay, I am totally into this, no wonder she wanted this.
I wanted to devour every inch of her. I pushed her panties to one side so I could taste her. I put my full tongue on her and felt her squirm. She tasted sweet and I wanted to savor every lick. I licked up to her sensitive spot and went at it with all I had, I felt that she was getting ready to come already—
oh no, not yet
. I stopped.
I wanted to make her feel it all. I reached up and got into her shirt and under her bra. Her nipples were hard and I had to play with them. I sucked on my other finger and put it inside her. She was so wet and warm, I about lost control. I put my tongue back on her and she tasted just as sweet as she did the first time, if not sweeter. I put another finger inside her and really went for it. I found her spot and she responded.
Oh, this is gonna be good.
I had total control and she was going to lose hers. I kept my fingers working on her nipples, I kept going to her G-spot, and I kept licking until I had to let her have it.
I held against her hard with my fingers and my tongue was right where she needed it—she let go,—I gave her a little nudge and she let go again, all of it. I was as satisfied as she was. I pulled back, and as I walked out the back door, I hoped I had given her what she wanted and needed.
I called the security guard and told him to stay put until Gia came out. I heard Poison singing one of my favorite songs and I sat down at the bottom of the back steps to listen. I wished I was watching with Gia like we had planned. I wished she could see herself the way I saw her. Why did she have to feel like she needed a meaningless physical encounter to fulfill her? Bret said it all on the last line.
Chapter 15
Gia
I picked myself up off the desk, although I had considered curling up in a ball on it and going to sleep. I had to go out there and finish my weekend. I wondered what Ethan was going to say to me, if anything.
What was I going to say to him? How would he look at me now? Why did he do it? Just for my pleasure because he knew it was what I wanted and needed?
I straightened myself up, took a deep breath, and walked out to the VIP platform.
I saw everyone was still in the same spot, so I grabbed a beer and sat on my stool. I looked around nonchalantly but I didn’t see Ethan anywhere.
Did he just leave when he was done with me? That’s okay, that’s what I wanted and it was easier this way.
I lit a cigarette and started drinking my beer. I wanted to convince myself that what I just thought was true. I tried to focus on the music and let it take me somewhere far away from here, but all I could think about was here and now, and Ethan.
“Hey sweetie, where were you?” Dana was right in my face.
“Oh, just checking things out. Looks like you’re having a good time!” I said. She shook her head up and down enthusiastically.
“Trey is so awesome! We are really hitting it off, and Jo and Brittany have met some really great guys, too. I wish Ethan would show up! You should come dance with us!” She was having a blast and I didn’t want to bring her down.
“Actually, I love this spot. I have the best view in the house!” I tried to sound as truthful as I could. She said she wished Ethan would show up, which meant she hadn’t seen him, which meant he just left after he was done with me.
“Okay, sweetie. You know where we are if you change your mind!” And she gave me a big hug.
I stared at the stage. I’d seen these guys at least a dozen times in concert and they’d never disappointed me. I’d always been sharing it with someone though, even if it was just the stranger next to me I was dancing with— it was more fun that way. I wondered if Ethan was watching it from somewhere, with someone.
No, he just left me a half an hour ago, he wouldn’t be with someone else, would he?
The thought made me sad. The thought of him being alone made me sad too.
Why didn’t he just stay here or come back? This was ridiculous.
I hopped off my barstool and headed over to Trey. “Could I use your phone?” I asked him.
“Sure.” He handed it over.
I went to his contacts and found Ethan. I texted him:
Where r u?
Then I waited.
Home.
Im on my way.
Send.
“Thanks, I’ll be right back,” I told Trey and Dana as I handed the phone back. They nodded.
I had no idea what I was going to say when I got there. ‘Thanks for the ride, maybe I’ll see you at the next big show?’ But I had to see him, I had to see if he still looked at me like he did before the desk incident.
Why the hell did I wear heels?
I could see his place, I was almost there, the butterflies were fluttering.
I got to the door, out of breath. I tried to compose myself for a second. Shit, I hadn’t even knocked and the door was opening!
Chapter 16
Ethan
I could still taste her. I wanted to run back up the steps and see her again. I could still smell her. I wanted to touch her again. I could still feel her quivering under my touch. I wanted to look into her beautiful eyes. But I couldn’t.
It took every bit of strength I had left to leave that stairway. Gia wasn’t ready to open herself up yet. She didn’t want me to know what was inside. I couldn’t imagine why, I’d never judge her. I had to let her be, she had to find the strength to trust someone someday and give them a chance to see her, all of her.
I needed to get home. I needed a cold shower and I had some work I could bury myself in to get my mind off Gia and the last two days. As I walked, I listened to the music, and again, I found myself wishing I were up on the platform watching with Gia like we had planned.
What would’ve happened if we would’ve gone on our date?
I needed to stop this.
As the cold water pelted me, I wondered how long it would be before I could shower and not see Gia standing here naked, not think about that morning—this morning—
wow, a lot had happened in the last twenty-four hours
. Maybe I needed to watch some TV, there had to be something on to take my mind someplace else.
I flipped it on and started surfing through the channels, not even paying attention to what was on. Maybe that work I was going to do would calm me. My phone beeped. It was Trey.
Where r u?
Home
. Alone, like always, I wanted to add but didn’t.
Im on my way
. That was odd.
He was supposed to be at the concert with the girls and some of our other buddies. Shit, why didn’t he say anything else? Now I was gonna be wondering until he got here if everything was okay. It was probably something stupid like him and Dana weren’t hitting it off or we had to go take care of a situation at the campground or something. Who knows?
What if something was wrong with Gia?
I just left her in my office, all alone, in the dark.
Shit!
What kind of person was I?
I couldn’t wait. I grabbed my phone and ran to the door, but when I swung it open—Hotness.
“Hi, my name is Gia Elizabeth Anderson Stone and I am broken inside. I recently learned that I love to watch the sun come up and have multiple orgasms on desktops.” She smiled nervously.
I smiled and reached for her, she came to me and I held her tightly in my arms.
~ Acknowledgements ~
I want to thank Jen for not only leading me to writing but encouraging me along the way and believing in me. A big thank you to Steve, Hunter and Madison, for putting up with my late nights writing, and my endless ‘just one more thing’ day after day. Thanks to Dixie for the hours spent listening, talking and helping me. And Toni for her patience with me as I learned the process and finally ‘got’ what she was trying to teach me. A huge thank you to my always supportive family who loves unconditionally. I love you all!!
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