TYRANT by R.K. Lilley

Author:R.K. Lilley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: R.K. Lilley LLC

CHAPTER NINETEEN

SHE WAS ALREADY gone when I woke up the next morning.

I didn’t even bother to get dressed before I sought her out.

She was in her office, working away like nothing was amiss.

“Morning,” said Ro briskly. “Go put on a shirt, and I’ll get your cappuccino.”

I’d had my mouth open to say something else entirely but that distracted me. “You’re making a shirt the condition of my morning coffee now?”

“I’m trying to. Is it working?”

“Not at all. You couldn’t pay me to put a shirt on now.”

“Could I bribe you?”

“It would have to be a better bribe than a cappuccino.”

“I’ll sleep in your bed again tonight.”

I was already heading back to my room when I called out, “Deal!”

I was dressed and working in her office, perfect cappuccino in hand, when I brought it up.

“Should we talk about what happened last night?” I asked tentatively.

She didn’t hesitate. “No. We should never talk about, or so much as refer to it, again.”

“It won’t just go away.”

“Sure it will.”

I tried to drop it, I really did.

My thoughts were just too all-consuming and intrusive to let me.

“I want to touch you,” I told her, voice low and husky.

“Stop that. Don’t use that tone on me.”

“What tone?” I asked innocently.

“Your seductive tone. I know what you’re trying to do. It won’t work on me.”

“Is my seductive tone as bad as your phone sex voice?”

“How should I know? And I don’t have a phone sex voice.”

I tried again. “You don’t even have to touch me.” My voice was low, guttural. “I’ll do all the touching, all the pleasuring. I just need to put my hands on you.” I paused. “My fingers inside of you. And I want to taste you. I want to feel you come humming against my tongue.”

“That escalated quickly.”

“I’m not talking about sex,” I continued, unfazed.

“Really,” she said sarcastically.

“Certainly not right away. Just my hands and mouth and your body. You don’t have to get me off.”

She sent me a glance that was distinctly uncomfortable. “I’m not sure I understand. What would you even get out of that?”

I’d get to touch you, I almost said, but thought better of it.

It was bad enough that I knew how desperate I’d become for her, I certainly didn’t need to share the knowledge.

I just stared at her intensely.

“I don’t understand you at all,” she remarked.

“Let’s get to understand each other better, then. With my tongue on your clit.”

“Stop that, you incorrigible ass.”

“Then tell me you don’t want me. Tell me you don’t want my hands on your body. Tell me you don’t want my lips all over you. I need to hear it again.”

She opened her mouth, and I waited for the words I needed, the obligatory rejection she would deliver just how I required. Instead she said, “Fine.”

“Fine? Fine what?”

“Fine, put your hands on me. No sex.”

My brain short-circuited. I stared. “Do you mean it?”

“It’s debatable.”

Exhilaration resonated through me. She meant it. “Let’s go to bed,” I said thickly. “Right now.”

“I’m not going anywhere near your sex room.

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