Page 44 of Choose Me

I take a sip of my soda water and smile. “I’m good. How about you? How’s work?”

He grimaces. “Atrocious. A client is trying to get out of his contract, and one of the partners in my firm is being her typical overbearing self, demanding I fix things. I’m not sure what she thinks I can do, but I’ve been poring over documents for two weeks. Thank god I had yesterday and today off, but I’m probably going to have to work the weekend to make up time so I can get Victoria off my back.” He says “Victoria” with vehement disdain and a very thick Québécois accent.

“Oh man, that sucks. I’m sorry.”

“Such is the glamorous life of a literary lawyer.” He sighs. “I suppose it is good that I have no social life. Well, except with you guys. No disrespect intended. But you know what I mean. No romantic partner to get pissed off when I work all the time.” And that right there is inconceivable to me. Jocelin is funny, super smart, and really attractive. He must really work a lot of hours because someone that beautiful should have his pick of boyfriends.

“Too bad certain friends are off-limits.” He looks at Erik and then back at me and winks. “But I think I’d still be out of luck.” Before I can ask him what he meant by that, or deny anything, Stef calls him over. “I’m being summoned. I’ll chat with you later.” He walks away, leaving me wondering if Erik and I have a problem.

Erik steps in behind me and leans down, speaking gently into my ear. “Jules, what’s wrong?”

Should I say anything, or is Jocelin just guessing? Did he see us earlier? I glance over at him, but he’s chatting with Tadhg, so I let it go. No sense worrying Erik with speculation. “It’s nothing. Just too crowded in here.”

He hooks my pinky with his, giving it a squeeze. “Do you want to get out of here?”

I turn around and look at him. “Of course I do, but Stef would be sad.” I allow myself a moment to imagine us sneaking out and going back to my place, undressing Erik slowly, kissing every inch of revealed skin until he’s naked, and then taking him to bed. Damn, I want him so much.

He groans and shakes his head. “Jules, you can’t look at me like that. You might as well broadcast to everyone that you’ve seen me naked.”

I roll my eyes. “How would they know?”

Erik leans down, his beard tickling my cheek, sending another shiver through me. “Because your gaze is practically melting my clothes off, and if you don’t stop, I’m going to pull you against me and kiss you so hard you forget everything but the feel of my lips on yours and my hands on your body.”

Fucking hell. My dick perks right up and is very interested in hearing more about this plan. My brain, on the other hand, knows my brother is ten feet away and only luck has kept him from looking over here. “Erik.” I’m trying for stern, but even I can hear the ‘yes, please’ in my voice. “If I can’t look at you like I want you naked, you can’t say things like that.” I stroke the inside of his wrist and glance around to see if anyone’s watching. “But we can go back to my apartment.”

He groans loud enough to hear over the music, and fuck, that’s definitely not helping my predicament. “You just got here, and we’re expected to play darts.” He makes a quick sweep of the general area before quickly bringing my palm to his lips, placing a soft kiss against the sensitive skin and then curling my fingers over the spot as if to keep it safe. “But I promise you, we’ll duck out as soon as we can.”

I’m tingling from head to toes and every part of me wants more of his attention. I sigh, frustrated at the delay, but his promise of more later makes it bearable. “Fine. Quinn’s probably staying at Tadhg’s tonight, so we should have the apartment to ourselves again.”

His blue eyes sparkle mischievously. “Is that an invitation to stay?”

“Yes, it very much is.” I brush a non-existent mote of lint from his shirt and drag my palm down his chest, ‘smoothing’ the fabric. “I liked having you in my bed. I’d like it even more if it happened frequently.”

His grin is equal parts evil and happy, and it makes me laugh. “That can most definitely be arranged, starting tonight.”

15

Jules

Somethingticklesthebackof my neck. I sleepily wriggle into a comfortable position, trying to ignore it and go back to sleep. It happens a second time, and now I’m awake enough to realize it’s Erik’s beard brushing against my nape as he nuzzles into my hair. Groaning, I stretch and reach behind me, grabbing his thick braid to tug him closer, moaning as he kisses my neck. Fuck, I love his soft lips and the scrape of his facial hair on my skin. “Mmmm. Good morning.”

His lips curve into a smile as his arm tightens around my waist, his hand sliding lower to splay across my abdomen. “Good morning.”

It’s been two weeks since we admitted we have feelings for each other. Two weeks of quietly hanging out and getting to know each other again. And two weeks of intermittent sleepovers like last night. “It could be a great morning, though.” I wriggle my ass against his already hard cock and, not for the first time, imagine what it would be like to have him inside me. We haven’t done that yet, but I certainly plan to, hopefully soon.

Erik growls and nips at my shoulder. “Unfortunately, we don’t have time for much. We’re supposed to meet Stef at eleven.”

I moan in frustration and wriggle with more pressure. “Whyyyy do you start things we can’t finish?”

His laugh is wicked and sends shivers through me. “I never said we couldn’t finish what I started. I just said we don’t have time for anything too involved.”

Oh. Well, that’s different. “When, exactly, are we going to get to the ‘involved’ part?”

He nuzzles behind my ear, nipping at the lobe as he grinds his cock against my ass. “When I finally slide inside you,elskling, it will be after I’ve tasted you everywhere, carefully opened you up with my fingers and tongue. I want to take my time and make you loose-limbed and desperate for me.”

I shiver and reach behind me to grab his hip and grind back against his cock. “I thought by now you’d know it isn’t difficult to do. I’m already getting desperate. My cock aches and is feeling horribly neglected.” I put as much pout into my tone as I can, even though he knows I’m teasing.

He chuckles against my skin. “Poorelskling.“ He slides his hand along my body and wraps it around my cock, stroking slowly as he ruts against the cleft of my ass. “Should I get us both off just like this?” He strokes me a few more times, and I thrust into his fist, nodding encouragingly. “Or…” He lets go of my cock and I whimper, gripping his braid so I don’t grab my dick and finish what he started. I think I might like his ‘or’ option better. “Since we’re pressed for time, I could suck you off in the shower. We need to be in there anyway.”

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