there. “You’re a moron, aren’t you?”
“No. I’m very intelligent, as a matter of fact. I came up here to tell you dinner was ready. And though I wouldn’t mind you coming down dressed like that, I’m sure your family might.” Christ, when she blushed and turned from him, he nearly whimpered. He had no idea why the sight of her in a ratty old robe had made his cock ache to be inside of her. “You don’t have to change on my account.”
But she did. When she came back out of the bathroom , she had on a pair of baggy sweats and a too big sweatshirt. He wasn’t sure if it was better or worse. Her nipples were poking hard at the thick material, and he wanted to beg her to sample them. Quentin tried to get his sexually hazed mind back under control when he realized she was speaking to him.
“… then I was going to bed. And if you wouldn’t mind getting the hell out of here, I’ll do that.” Not a good thing to say, his body was screaming at him. The word bed did not help him. “Are you listening to me?”
“I’m trying to. But I’m distracted. What is it about you that makes me want to strip you down to your bare skin and taste every inch of you?” He should have expected the slap, but he was shocked by it. The woman had a hell of a right. And for as much as he wanted to protest, it was well deserved. “Look, I’m sorry. I don’t know what it is about you that makes me stupid.”
She snorted. “Male genes? Look, Mr. Witt. I’m not really having a good day. You should just stay the hell away from me, and I’ll do the same to you. It’s better that way.”
“For who?” He wasn’t sure why he wanted her, but he did. And he’d never wanted a woman as badly as he did her. “I’m sorry. But I did want to offer you back the job you had at the Green Touch. Margo told me that you didn’t have anything to do with Debra and her…antics. Margo said you were a good worker and that you did an amazing job.”
“You want to give me my old job back?” She looked at him suspiciously. “What’s the catch? I’m not able to take a pay cut, and I don’t want any sort of perks from you.”
He had a feeling she wasn’t talking about job perks , and that put his libido into overdrive again. Christ, what was it about this woman? Quentin shook his head when all the while he wanted to explore perks with her. Especially the perky tips of her breasts. He took two steps toward her because he had an overwhelming need to smell her.
“I don’t know what’s happening with me.” She took a step back from him , and he wanted to snarl at her. “Just let me smell you. Please. I have no idea why, but if I don’t get to smell your skin, I’m going to go insane.”
“Don’t. You have no idea what you’re doing.” She was right about that ; he didn’t. But that didn’t lessen the fact that he wanted to taste her skin. “Stop right there.”
He hadn’t even been aware that he was still moving toward her until she was backed to the wall. Moving slowly, he cupped his hand around her waist and pulled her body to him. They were groin to groin, hard cock to warm entrance. When she let out a breath, he felt it brush over his mouth, and he knew that he had to taste her. Her nipples seemed to send electrical pulses to the rest of his body until he knew that if he didn’t get inside of her soon, he was going to die. Quentin brushed his mouth over hers and heard her sigh. He touched his mouth to hers again, and was suddenly airborne.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Quentin was still trying to catch his breath when Allen started toward him. “You come into this house and rape one of my dearest friends? I’ll have you torn limb from—”
“Stop it.” Jade was suddenly between him and Allen, and he was glad. He wasn’t sure, but he thought the man was going to make good on his promise and kill him. “You have to…just both of you get out. I’m…I have a headache, and neither of you is