THORNE: Rose's Dark Contract by R.B. O'Brien

Author:R.B. O'Brien [R.B. O'Brien]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-02-17T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Victoria was ready before I was the next morning, sitting at the large, tan granite island in the kitchen, sipping her coffee. She wore a smart, simple black dress that insidiously clung to her in all the right places. Her blonde hair was pinned back neatly and it made me want to rip it out of its tight confines, wind it around my hand, and hold her in place so I could suck her neck, while I rammed my cock into her from behind, hard and fast. She had little make-up on, but her lips were done in a deep red, and I wondered if she were purposely taunting me, teasing me. My face twisted uncontrollably.

“Are you angry with me?” she whispered. And in that moment, as she always did, she softened me.

“No. Of course not,” I replied, pushing my hands through my wet hair. God, she really had a knack of setting me off track. “Let’s go. I don’t want to be late. Has Jennifer briefed you on everything you need to know?”

“I think so. I’m a little nervous. The way you’re acting is making me a little nervous. I’m not sure of my roles here. Are we…are we only together on the weekends?”

Ralph appeared. “Sir?” He tipped his hat.

“Yes, Ralph. We’ll be right there.” I turned to Victoria. “I’ve had a change of heart when it comes to you. We can discuss it on the short twenty-minute ride into town.”

“Oh?”

We went into the back of the Lincoln, and I asked Ralph for some privacy. He pressed the divider.

I turned to her. Fuck if she wasn’t beautiful. She twisted her hands in her lap. Her dress rode up slightly, revealing garter belts. God damned Jennifer.

“Jesus, Victoria. Some decorum for Christ’s sake.”

“What?” Her eyes followed my gaze. “Oh. William. Sorry. I didn’t…” and she pulled her dress down to cover the offending legs, the gorgeous, sexy, offending legs.

“You need to act professional, Victoria. I know you have no real experience in this, but I can’t have my personal assistants looking this way out in public or even at the home office, should we get a visitor. Those garters are only for me, and you didn’t even know they were showing.”

“Yes. Of course. You’re right. I didn’t even notice. You know Jennifer bought all my clothes…so I’m getting used to…”

I cut her off. “No excuses. I expect professionalism. Or I will have to let you go.” I was being completely unreasonable.

“Yes. Of course,” she repeated. Her voice cracked and it made me want her. She was just so fucking unsullied, innocent, and god-damned sexy as fucking hell.

“Do you have underwear on?” My hand began to climb up her leg and her breath hitched. A quiver ran through her body.

“Yes. Shouldn’t I?” She tried to control her breathing.

“Yes. You should.” God damn it. Stop this. I wasn’t supposed to touch her. I yanked my hand away.

“What’s going on, William? How have you had a change of heart? Do you still want me to work for you? I’m confused.

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