Heartless: Episode #3 Read Online Free

feet away.
    “I bet you say that to all the girls. Can we go inside now?” I asked before unlocking the door.
    He extended one arm to hold it open and waved me inside before following right behind. I placed the keys and roses on the kitchen counter, as Daniel moved to pin my body against it.
    “I don’t have any more girls, remember? Just want to be clear on that subject.”
    “I remember. That’s why I let you come over,” I said playfully.
    “You were going to let me come over anyway.”
    “Yeah, but I wouldn’t have let you touch me.”
    His lips pressed against my neck as his tongue paved a way lower. “This dress is so fucking sexy.” He lowered the sleeve with his fingertips before his mouth followed. “I can’t wait to see it on the floor.”
    “What good will it be on the floor?” I asked with a coy smile.
    “It will be great ’cause then you’ll be naked. Guys like naked.”
    “So predictable,” I teased, moving my body away from him and heading toward my bedroom.
    I watched his eyes as they glanced toward my bedroom window.
    “Shit, what a view.”
    My eyes followed, catching sight of the sun setting and the orange glow it cast across the water. “I love living here.”
    “I can see why. Hell, Elizabeth, I’d work from home all the time.”
    “That’s exactly why I have to force myself to go to the office every day. I’d never get any work done. Do you know how hard it is to see that outside your window and stay indoors? Fuck that.”
    He growled at my words, his body against mine in a flash. “Yeah, fuck that.” His mouth found my neck again as he sucked and pushed me toward the bed, his hand firmly on my lower back.
    My legs touched the edge of the mattress before Daniel lifted me by my ass and tossed me on top. He all but crawled over me, his movements slow and deliberate, and then he lowered himself on top of me.
    “We have too many clothes on,” he said as he pushed off me. Resting back on his knees, he started to remove his tie.
    “Stop. Let me,” I demanded as I pushed myself up to face him.
    I wanted to undress him. This sexual act had been such a long time coming for me that I wanted to revel in being a woman doing it, as opposed to a naive girl. He immediately dropped his arms to his sides as I went to work. My hands reached for his crisp black shirt and started unbuttoning the buttons, one by one. Each release was followed by a peek of tanned skin that I kissed with my mouth and licked with my tongue. Daniel moaned, his fingers tangling in my hair more with each touch of my lips on his bare skin. I reached the last button, and my mouth was incredibly close to the waist of his pants.
    “You might be the death of me, woman,” he said.
    I glanced up to meet his gaze. “I just found you. Don’t die yet.”
    I moved to free the shirt from his body, and he wiggled his arms to get out of it, like he couldn’t shed his second skin quickly enough. My eyes roamed every exposed inch of his bare chest and arms. My want for him grew as my gaze lingered on his defined abs and the muscles in his shoulders.
    “See something you like?” he mimicked his words from the first night we’d met.
    I laughed. “Definitely, and it’s not the floor this time.”
    I reached for the back of his neck and pulled him down on top of me. Our mouths opened and closed, our tongues dancing with one another.
    “This dress—I need it off. Now.”
    “So bossy.”
    “So don’t care. Stand up.”
    He pushed away from me once more and stood beside the bed. His hand reached for mine, and he pulled me to my feet and spun me around, my back facing him. He moved my hair to the side before kissing my neck. With each tormenting pull of the zipper, he kissed my back until his lips reached right above my ass. With full clarity, I knew what I had just done to him. The zipper going no further, he reached for my shoulders once more before turning me back around to face him. The material easily fell off my body