Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
He pulls back just to grunt at me, “Open your mouth,” and when I do, he devours me. His tongue slides along mine, and there’s no holding back the satisfied moan that comes from me. He’s holding me so tightly, but I don’t dare to complain. How can a kiss make me feel safe and protected while also making me feel wild and free at the same time?
When I slide my hands under his shirt and touch the bare skin of his abdomen, he freezes. And even with my eyes closed, I can feel the shift in him.
He pulls back and is staring at me wide-eyed. It’s almost like he’s in a daze as he wraps his hands around my upper arms and forces me away from him. “Fuck,” he says.
All I can do is stare back at him as every emotion shows on his face. He releases me, jams his hand through his hair, and then walks away from me. He sits heavily in the chair and rests his head in his hands. “I’m sorry. Fuck, I’m sorry, Emerson. I shouldn’t have touched you.”
I practically choke on the words. “What? Why not?”
He lifts his head and glares at me like he despises me instead of the fact that he just rocked my world with just a kiss. “You know why not. You’re too young… you’re my best friend’s daughter, for fuck’s sake. I can’t… we can’t…”
He’s mumbling all the reasons why this, why we, can’t happen, and all I can do is stand here, dumbfounded. Kanan, the man I’ve been in love with since I was fifteen, the man I’ve compared every other man with, the man that I would do anything to call mine, is attracted to me. I start to walk toward him, and he jumps up from the chair and starts walking backward away from me. He has his hands up as if to ward me off, but there’s no hiding his reaction to me. The bulge is still there in his jeans, and the way his eyes are practically eating me up is a dead giveaway.
My nipples are hard, and the thick texture of my sports bra is not helping matters, but I still jut out my chest, and Kanan is practically salivating as he stares at me. “Emerson, what are you doing? Stop right there.”
But I don’t stop.
I make my way to him, and when we’re toe to toe I lean my head back to look up at him, but I make sure not to touch him. “You want me.”
I say it matter-of-factly, and he doesn’t deny it.
There’s no way I can keep the smile off my face. As soon as the corners of my lips start to come up, he’s shaking his head. “You’re not listening. It doesn’t matter how much I want you… nothing is going to happen between us, Emerson.”
I laugh. “Okay. I’m going to go shower.”
I walk over to the bedroom door and stop before going in. I look at Kanan over my shoulder. “Oh, I may be a few minutes longer. It seems you got me all hot and bothered so I’m going to need to take care of that while I’m in the shower. But I’ll be ready to work when I’m done.”
His mouth drops open, and I go into the bedroom and shut the door behind me. I can’t believe I basically just told Kanan that I’m going to go masturbate, but that’s exactly what I did. And I wasn’t lying because my whole body is tingling, and I have to do something to take the edge off. Too bad he’s not willing to help me with it.
CHAPTER 11
KANAN
I slam out of the front of my house and stomp across the porch. Adrenaline is racing through my body, and I feel like I could run a marathon without any trouble at all. I need to do something to wear myself out. There’s no way I can sit in that house knowing Emerson is in the other room touching herself. Fuck me, what have I gotten myself into?
I’m pacing back and forth, and I don’t know how long I do it, but I freeze when the front door opens and Emerson comes outside, smiling ear to ear.
I let my eyes travel down the length of her body, and she has more clothes on but not nearly enough. Her shorts are too short, and the T-shirt she has on is tied up, showing her midriff.
She bounces down the stairs and looks up at me. “I’m ready. What’s on the agenda for today?”
She seems so relaxed, and I’m the exact opposite. If anything, I’m completely on edge. “Rules. Rules are the first thing on the agenda.”
She nods. “Okay, rules. Let me have it.”
I grit my teeth. How is she acting like the whole kiss didn’t even affect her? I’m completely unbalanced because of it. I clear my throat, “So, the majority are men that work for me. There’s only you and one other woman. I need you to be professional.”