Misadventures With My Ex by Shayla Black

Author:Shayla Black [Black, Shayla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B079595L39
Publisher: Waterhouse Press
Published: 2019-03-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Eryn

West is different tonight.

For the past few days, I managed to circumvent the unbearable intimacy he pushed on me by heaping pleasure on him first. That worked well, and he seemed content enough. Until now.

That look in his eyes tells me my strategy won’t fly anymore.

Anxiety pops up. I shove it down. I’ll be okay. I’ve had a few days to bolster my resistance to this man. It should be enough, right? It has to be because I can tell he intends to do his damnedest to surround my senses, penetrate my body, and steal my soul.

I raise my chin to escape his finger—and the resulting burn from that one simple touch. I look away to find my composure, which I nearly lost after one hungry stare. My heart thuds so hard it’s nearly painful. My breaths score my lungs. Every sense is attuned to Weston Quaid and the resolution on his face. Yeah, there will be no eluding him with a simple blow job tonight.

“Would you like me clothed or naked?” I’m proud of how calm I sound.

“Don’t do this, Eryn.”

“What?”

“Talk to me dispassionately, like you’re a fucking waitress asking if I want coffee or tea.”

“I am a waitress.”

“Right now you’re my mistress.”

“And that’s all I’ll ever be. Maybe you’ve forgotten, Mr. Quaid, that nothing in our contract says I have to feel anything for you, simply be present. So here I am, living up to my end of the bargain. Clothed or naked?”

West’s jaw clenches. I’m pushing his temper. He wants me to shelve my resistance and embrace him again as if he didn’t completely tear my world apart three years ago.

Finally, his expression flattens. He’s reached some decision. I have a bad feeling about this…

“Turn around.” He makes the accompanying motion with his finger.

Swallowing and hoping he can’t see my nerves, I comply. But I’m worried… West will be methodical in searching for any weaknesses he can exploit. I have to hope that he finds orgasm before I come apart.

One warm hand cups my nape. The other pulls at the tab of my zipper. As he tugs it down, a sensual hiss fills the air. I suck in a breath as he shoves the sleeves down my arms. The dress slithers to the floor. With a flick of his fingers, he makes quick work of my strapless bra.

Then I’m standing before him, trembling and utterly exposed. I feel his stare all over my ass.

I glance over my shoulder at him as he holds out his hand. Automatically, I lay my fingers on his upturned palm.

“Step out.”

As I do, tingles crackle down my spine. Already, the ache between my legs is sharp and lip-bitingly strong.

To my surprise, he retrieves the dress from the floor, then lays it over the nearest chair. The bra he tosses on the seat, then he glides a palm possessively down my waist, over my hip, then cups my derrière. “Walk.”

“I’m leaving the shoes on?”

“For now.”

There’s nothing left to say, so I head for his bedroom, trying to ignore my nerves and my heart lodged in my throat.

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