His Rise to Power by Tasha Fawkes

Author:Tasha Fawkes [Fawkes, Tasha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Safira Press LLC
Published: 2019-03-31T04:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

Blythe

He had an elevator that rode straight from the parking garage and opened up right into his penthouse. I could barely wrap my head around it. I knew that he had family money, but Jesus. A private elevator from the world below. I felt like a modern-day princess in a tower.

“Drink?” Jack asked as he crossed from the elevator to a small bar that he kept in his living room. The dark oak wood cabinets were ornately carved around the glass that encased liquors and wines of all kinds. “Vodka?”

Chuckling softly, I shook my head. “Vodka just makes me mean, remember?”

“Not mean. Fiery. I like you fiery.” His eyes glittered, and I wanted to skip the drink altogether and just go straight to his body pressed against mine, but I hadn’t done this in a long time. I wasn’t sure I remembered all the protocols. We had a few drinks, right? Then moved to the awkward removal of clothes?

Nerves jittered inside of me. “I don’t think vodka will go well after all that champagne.” My head was still swimming, but it had less to do with the alcohol and more to do with the need clawing inside of me. I was soaking wet in anticipation. Turning, I walked toward the glass window that spanned most of his living room wall. He had a breathtaking view of the city and the ocean just beyond the border.

“Blythe.” Abandoning the liquor cabinet, he walked back to me and placed his hands on my waist. “I want you. I also want you at ease.”

At ease. I wasn’t sure that anything could make me that. “I’m not changing my mind. I’m here. I want you too.” I wanted to say something sexy, but my mind went blank as he dipped his head and nibbled on my neck.

“But you’re nervous. I want you soft underneath me.”

Christ, I just wanted to be under him.

“Are you worried that this is just a fling? A one-time thing?” His hands moved to my bare back and skimmed along my spine. I hissed and arched into him. “Tonight is not just a fling, Blythe. You have no idea how many places and positions I want to fuck you. We’re barely going to scratch the surface. If you wrap your legs around my waist, I’ll slide into you right here and now and fuck you against the glass. God, I think of that every time I look out at the city. Do you want that?” he asked, the rasp in his voice and his words sending sparks of electric currents coursing through me. In a matter of seconds, he had shredded any notion of restraint. Going to work sounded like a joke. All I longed for was some more of his caresses. Some more of him.

“Jack,” I moaned.

Grasping the straps of my dress, he slid them down my shoulders and bared my breasts. My arms plastered against my body, I was trapped as he pushed me up against the glass and slid his tongue over my nipple.

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