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Ready to make my presence known.
My plate was fucking full. As much as I wished I could be in more places at one time, my priority was my clubs. I had to travel all over the place to make sure everything was running smoothly. Just when I thought things might slow down and I could find a balance, some goddamn normalcy, unexpected shit would happen, and I’d be back to square one again.
Two weeks had passed, and in the back of my mind, Duchess’s contract would end soon. I couldn’t tell you why that made me anxious, but it did. I still didn’t know a damn thing about her, and it was getting harder to stay patient when I wasn’t one to begin with. I tried not to lose my shit on her when it was obvious she was still trying to keep me at arm’s length.
Not when I was falling for her.
Whatever the fuck that meant.
I went from not giving a shit about women to being slightly obsessed with one, and the irony was not lost on me.
It was Sunday night, and we were at another one of my private clubs. This one was in the middle of nowhere, and its sole purpose was to be away from prying eyes. It was past midnight, and the party was in full swing. Duchess was DJing the event, and she was taking a break in my office. My regular girl called in sick.
She was wearing a schoolgirl outfit, and it was distracting while she tried to talk to me.
“Luke?” she called out. “Are you listening to me?”
“Mm-hmm…” I rubbed the back of her thighs as she stood in front of me at my desk and I was still sitting in my chair.
“Then what did I just say?”
Kissing along her bare waist, I asked, “You wearin’ this for me?”
“Ugh. You’re not listening.”
“You dressin’ like this is gonna get me arrested.”
“I have that effect on men, but as you know, I’m my own bodyguard.”
“I haven’t claimed you yet.”
“Whose fault is that?”
“Yours.”
The ways that I wanted her were never-ending.
“That’s only because you’re so stubborn. If you would just let it happen, you could put it in any of my holes.”
I groaned, leaning my forehead against her stomach, and she started rubbing the back of my neck.
“My girl likes it up the ass, yeah?”
“If you keep this nonsense up, you’ll never find out.”
What can I say to that?
“I know what you do,” she stressed. “I know exactly the kind of man you are, and I have no problem with it.”
Gazing up at her, I declared, “I’ll wait as long as I have to. You’re worth it to me.”
She reached for my belt, but I caught her wrists, pushing her back. “Ain’t gonna happen.”
She scoffed out, rolling her eyes, and pushed away from me to stand on the opposite side of my desk.
Suddenly feeling pissed, I snapped, “Why can’t you understand about what I just said to you? Why is it so hard for you to have a man respect you for more than what’s between your legs? You throwin’ it at me isn’t goin’ to make me fuck you. If I want pussy, all I have to do is walk outside that door. Ya feel me?”
“Yeah, Luke… I feel ya. I feel everything about you. Including how hard your dick feels against me right before you stop us from having sex. I feel the way you look at me sometimes when you think I can’t see you. I feel the way you smile when I’m around. I feel the way you’re an asshole to everyone else, but to me, you’re sweet and patient and calm! I feel the way you worry about me and make sure I’m tucked in bed every night. I feel the way you need me to comfort you, support you, be with you… I feel everything! Is that enough fucking feels for you?!”
