Now I felt like an idiot for spitting out those words. I wished I could take them back and shove them back down my throat.
“A relationship is the very last thing I want from you.” She turned away, brushing her hair behind her shoulder. She sat down behind her desk and didn’t look at me again. “You should get going. I have a lot of things to do.”
She dismissed me coldly, obviously not interested in having me over anymore.
I fucking blew it.
I didn’t know what possessed me to act like such an idiot.
Why did I even say that to her?
She didn’t ask me out to dinner.
She invited me to her apartment. That was it.
It was obvious she just wanted a hookup.
So why did I sabotage it by acting like an asshole?
Now I was alone in my penthouse, watching TV and drinking scotch. I could be fucking a gorgeous woman, pleasing her from head to toe, but I was sitting there drowning in my liquor. When I was at the office, I considered retracting my statement and making a move.
But I’d already done enough damage.
Now I pondered what to do. I didn’t have her number because I’d never asked for it. The best solution was to find her on social media and send her a message, but that would just come off creepy.
I didn’t do creepy.
I could go out and pick up someone else, but I didn’t want to do that either.
There was only one woman I wanted to spend the night with.
And if I couldn’t have her, I didn’t want anyone else.
I sat at Titan’s desk with the phone pressed to my ear. I was on hold, waiting for Autumn’s assistant to put me through to her. I wondered if she would know the real reason why I was calling. It’d only been a day, and that was too soon to coordinate a meeting with Titan.
She was a smart woman. She probably knew exactly why I was calling.
Autumn’s hypnotic voice came over the line. “Hello, Thorn. Have you scheduled a meeting?”
Hadn’t even considered it. “No.”
She turned quiet, letting the silence envelop me.
I embraced it.
If she wanted to get rid of me, she would have just hung up on me. But she stayed on the line, which gave me some power.
She still wanted to fuck me. “I spent the night with you last night.”
She knew exactly what I meant. “I hope it was as good as last time.”
“Not quite. Did I spend the night with you?”
She chuckled. “That arrogance again…”
“Am I wrong?”
She never answered. “What do you want, Thorn?”
“You.”
“I picked up on that.”
“Now look who’s arrogant,” I countered, a smile stretching across my face. “Come over tonight.”
“I’ll think about it.”
My grin widened. “That’s a yes, isn’t it?”
“It’s a probably.”
Now that I was about to have her again, my hands shook in anticipation. I wanted to grip her firm tits and flick her nipples with my thumb. I wanted to taste the valley between her breasts. I wanted to suck that bottom lip into my mouth until it was swollen. I wanted to taste her luscious pussy again and listen to her beg me to fuck her. “I’ll see you then.”
“Goodbye, Thorn.”
“Goodbye, Autumn.”
She arrived at my penthouse at eight.
It was late, so she obviously wasn’t expecting dinner or wine. She walked into my living room in heels and a raincoat. She hung her purse by the door and slowly peeled her jacket away, revealing nothing but a black thong and matching bra.
She didn’t waste time.
My eyes were glued to her gorgeous body as I walked toward her, my eyes drowning in her endless curves. Her piercing in her navel was undeniably sexy. The way she stripped her coat away and stared at me with such confidence made my cock press harder into my sweatpants. I was shirtless and barefoot, and now my sweatpants felt constricting against my raging cock.
My desire couldn’t be bridled, and my hand immediately shot into her hair so I could jerk her head back. I directed her face toward mine, and she immediately moved with the motion instead of fighting it. My mouth found hers, and I kissed her just the way I wanted. I let my mouth explore hers, let my tongue penetrate her mouth. I felt her own greet mine, and together, they danced erotically.
My fingers dug into her luscious ass, and I pulled her tight against my cock.
She moaned when she felt him against her stomach.
I kissed her harder, our embrace turning passionate almost immediately. Not a word had been exchanged between us, but there wasn’t any need for small talk. She was only there for one reason—to fuck me.
My hand tightened on her hair, and my fingers snaked down the front of her panties. I found her clit and immediately circled it with two fingers. I rubbed it harder, making her breaths shorten.
Our mouths opened and closed, our kiss continuing right in my doorway. The sexiest woman in the world had just walked into my penthouse like she owned it. She stood in black lingerie, hardening my cock the second she was in my vicinity. She had ironclad control over my dick, making it hard on command.
I rubbed her clit harder.
She breathed deeper.
She had a lot of control over me, but I had just as much power over her.
My fingers slid back to her entrance, and I fingered her while my thumb circled her clit. “So fucking wet for me.” I spoke against her mouth before I continued to kiss her.
Her hand dug down into the front of my pants, and she gripped my hard dick with her warm hand. “So damn hard for me.”
I tensed at her touch, relishing the softness of her hands. When she started to pump me, I breathed harder, loving the way she pleasured my dick so effortlessly. I continued
