Page 4 of Has-Been
He was ashamed. I know he was probably also worried about being caught, of course he was, but I could see the shame in his eyes. He was ashamed to be caught with me, because I wasn’t worthy of him was I?
I’d pushed free of him and run back into the clubhouse, finding the first uninhabited room, and locking myself inside. I couldn’t face anyone after that, least of all Has-Been, or my brother and his wife. I couldn’t hide what I was feeling, because my heart was breaking.
Ishookmyselffreeofthe memory of that kiss. My first and only real kiss, and he’d ruined it, by being so nervous afterward.
For now though, I had to focus on what was actually happening at the moment. I had to know why they were arguing, because I didn’t want to make trouble for Has-Been, even if I half wanted to punch his gorgeous face every time I saw him.
I ran out into the hallway in my pyjamas, and crashed straight into the man I was looking for.
Three
God,shesmelledsofucking sweet and the feel of her body against mine when she ran into me, was unbearable, because she wasn’t mine, and I had no right to be touching her.
I backed up as soon as she caught her balance, making sure I wasn’t touching any part of her with any part of me, even though what I wanted was to be touching all of her with all of me.
“You okay? I was…what the fuck are you wearing?” Suddenly I wanted her back in her room before someone fucking saw her half naked like this. And as I absorbed how fucking sexy she looked like that, I knew that it’d take every shred of my self-control to not fuck her, as soon as we were behind closed doors.
She was frowning down at her skimpy outfit, which showed every fucking curve, and so much creamy pale skin that it was downright scandalous.
“Get back in there before someone sees you!” I damn near dragged her back to her room, and opened the door, shoving her inside, struck silent and frozen like a statue, as I hovered on the threshold of her room. She was standing a few feet away with her hands on her hips and a furious look on her sweet face, that barely there shimmery vest and tiny shorts distracting me every time I let my eyes wander.
“Something wrong with seeing me like this? Am I so unappealing, Has-Been? Maybe I should ask around and see if anyone else sees anything attractive about me.” She marched toward me, like she honestly meant to step outside and risk being seen by one of the others. Fuck, after the way Micro was making eyes at her the other night, I didn’t want her out of this room like this. I stepped inside and shoved the door closed, turning the key in the lock.
Elise actually tried to push past me, and that’s when that last thread of control and common sense snapped, and I couldn’t keep my hands off her. I caught hold of her as she reached for the door, and turned us, pushing her back against it, my body crowding hers, my arms caging her in.
Her petite body was no match for mine, and she realised it almost instantly, but instead of it scaring her, I could see it was turning her on. Her breathing sped up, and her cheeks darkened as she lifted her big doe eyes up to blink at me, her innocence practically emanating from her.
Her palms were pressed against the door, and that left her beautiful body arching in my direction. Those perfect tits of hers were heaving with her breaths, and her nipples were tight little buds already, peaking against the sheer fabric of her vest. Fuck me, how was I supposed to not take what she seemed to be offering so sweetly?
“Nobody else gets to see you like this, darlin’. I can barely hold myself back from peeling these skimpy clothes away to bare that beautiful body to my touch.”
“Please,” she whispered, her eyelashes fluttering as she gazed up at me. Fuck me, how was I supposed to resist her when she was right here in front of me? When I could see, and smell her sweetness? When I could literally touch her and caress her, kiss those soft lips again, taste her.
It was torture, and it’d be too much for her if I let her feel even a fraction of my desire for her. I’d terrify her. If she knew the things I wanted to do to her, the ways I wanted to plunder her sweet body, she’d be afraid.
“Elise…”
“Kiss me, Has-Been… please… I haven’t been able to forget that kiss.”
Elise
Helookedsotortured,like it really was taking everything to hold back, and maybe that was why I chose to push him. If all he needed was a little help over the edge, I wanted to go there with him.
I leaned up, and pressed my lips against his, and I felt his whole body tense again, and then he let out a low groan.
“This is a mistake,” he murmured against my lips, but he didn’t back off, or pull away, so I reached a hand around the back of his neck and pressed closer, my lips moving against his again. I’d only had one real kiss, so I didn’t know if I was doing it right, or if it felt good to him, but he threaded his fingers up through my hair, and fisted it at the base of my skull. It felt delicious as I felt so many hairs tugging at my scalp as his fingers tightened, but it also held me back, so I couldn’t keep kissing him.
“No, Has-Been, please… it’s just a kiss, right?” He stared at me, and then his eyes dropped and he stared at my lips, his tongue running over his bottom lip.
“It’s never just a kiss, Elise. That last one, it nearly fucking destroyed me. How does one kiss do that? And you ran from me. You hid from me. Maybethatwas the right thing to do.”
I mirrored what he’d done, running my tongue over my lip, trying to nudge closer to him, even as his fist kept my head from moving.
“Don’t you want me, Has-Been? Is it because I’m too young? Too inexperienced? You could teach me… you could show me how you like to be touched.”
Has-Been groaned, and rested his forehead against mine.
“You’re the deadliest temptation I’ve ever faced. If I give in and taste you, I’m betraying my VP, and I’ll hurt you, I know I will. I’m… not exactly the gentlest guy, Elise. You deserve to be treated like a fucking queen, and I’m more likely to end up treating you like… Jesus… like a-”
