Page 81 of Whispered Sins

“How else do you expect me to be, Daniel?” I snapped, giving him a pointed look.

“Look, I know I didn’t react very well when you came to my office.”

“You didn’t react at all.”

“I just wasn’t expecting you, and you know how the deal with London has been.” He shrugged.

“I don’t care if you’re making a goddamn deal with the King of England. I put a picture of our baby on your desk and you hardly looked at it,” I stated, my voice rising.

“I know…”

“What is it with you? I feel like my mind is running marathons just trying to keep up with you and your feelings that seem to change on a daily basis.”

“And what about you? You seemed awfully flirtatious with that jerk back there,” he pointed out.

“Are you serious?” I spat. “It’s business.”

“Well, I didn’t like it.”

“Too bad.”

He let out a loud sigh before his shoulders fell.

“This is just a lot for me…” he said, looking down at his black shiny shoes.

“And you don’t think it’s a lot forme?I’m growing a baby inside of me and trying to figure out how I’m going to do it all. I don’t know if you’re in this or not. You want to tell your friends, but then you still want to keep me a secret. Which is it?”

He stayed silent.

“Man the fuck up and decide. Because I don’t need to be raising two children.”

“Man the fuck up?” he asked, looking up at me, seething.

He took a step toward me.

“Yeah,” I said, hating how my voice wavered.

He took another step toward me. I took a step backward until my back was pressed against the wall. I swallowed hard as I felt my legs turn to Jell-O as he closed the distance between us. He put his hands on either side of my head. My eyes fluttered closed, as if that was going to stop what was going to come next.

I felt his lips lower to my ear. “This is me manning up.”

His whisper ran through me like ice-cold water, sending a shiver through my entire body. And then his mouth was on my neck and his hands were on my breasts, massaging against the tulle of my dress. I let out a little moan as I leaned my head against the wall and let him touch me in the way I desperately wanted.

His hands made their way to the sides of my head and his fingers became lost in my hair as he pressed his body against me. My arms wrapped around his upper back and my fingers pressed into him as his mouth devoured mine. His tongue moved quickly and with purpose. I felt him growing hard against me, which only made me kiss him harder.

A door opened some distance away and I quickly pushed him away. I smoothed my dress as I watched a server roll a cart into the hallway, completely unaware we were there.

“Come with me,” whispered Daniel, grabbing my hand.

He strode quickly down the hall, and I tried to keep up. He pushed open the doors to the hotel lobby and hurried toward the elevators. He hit the button a few times until the doors opened and he pulled me inside. He tapped his foot impatiently as he watched the floors tick by. A few moments later, the doors opened and he led me to a door, quickly pulled out a key card, and held it against the lock. It lit up green and clicked open, and Daniel pulled me inside.

The door had barely closed behind us before his mouth was on mine. I stumbled slightly as he pulled me into the room. He reached to the back of my dress, finding the zipper and pulling it down quickly. The dress fell to my ankles and I stepped out of it as we made our way to the bed.

Daniel turned so my back was toward the bed and I fell onto it, wearing nothing but my heels and a blush-colored thong. He stood above me, drinking me in with his eyes that looked like stormy seas. He slid off his jacket and began unbuttoning his white shirt. Goddamn, he looked good in a tux.

I couldn’t help myself. I sat up on the bed and reached for the waistband of his pants, pulling him toward me. Quickly, I unbuttoned them and shoved them down, revealing his large erection. I looked up at him as I swirled my tongue over the tip, watching as his eyes closed and his breath quickened.

Opening my mouth, I ran my wet lips down his shaft slowly until I could feel him in the back of my throat. He groaned softly as I moved my mouth up and down his length. I had missed the way he tasted, and the power I felt when I was in control of him. His hands found my head and his fingers got lost in my hair as my mouth moved faster, my tongue gliding along his base.

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