Page 48 of See Me

Ella sniffles and wipes her face with her sleeves. “What are you doing?”

I blow out a breath. “You need a hug.”

She rolls her eyes. “I do not need a hug.”

“I know when a girl needs a hug. And I’m the only one here so…” I gesture with my hands to come closer.

She’s wary but stands and leans her face into my chest. She doesn’t wrap her arms around me, but I settle my arms around her back.

Exhaling a shaky breath, she relaxes into me. “Why aren’t you firing me? What, did you suddenly grow a heart when you clocked out?”

“Don’t mistake me for someone who has a heart, Princess.” I try to hold in the question bouncing around in my brain. “Why were you singing that song?”

Ella looks up at me and studies my face. I wipe a stray tear away with my thumb and my hand,of its own volition, travels down to wipe it across her bottom lip. She swipes her tongue across her lip, and my thumb, making me groan deep in my throat.

Her pupils dilate and she rests her hands on my chest. “What are you doing?”

I run my finger down her cheek chasing a stray tear. “I was being a gentleman and wiping away a tear and you licked me.”

She smiles. “It seems you only have a personality off the clock as well. Unless you call being an asshole a personality.” A breathy moan escapes her mouth, and her eyes fall shut as I fist the hair at the nape of her neck.

I hum. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

Her eyes pop open. “What?”

“You like when I’m an asshole. I see your eyes, the rush of color to your skin.” I run my finger down her cheek and across her bottom lip. “You can’t hide from me, Princess.”

She opens her mouth to say something but nothing comes out.

I study her face trying to figure out what she’s thinking. “Say no.” Her eyes focus on my mouth, and she bites down on her lush lower lip. “Say no, and I’ll hand you the keys and walk out of here. But if you don’t…” She meets my eyes and shakes her head. “Does that mean no, or no you don’t want to say no?”

Her hands travel up and down my chest while her eyes follow the movement. She leans her body into mine, feeling the hardness between us, and I tighten my grip on her hair, tilting her head up to look at me.

“Use your fucking words, Ella.”

Eyes close again, she breathes out, “Stay.”

I tighten my grip on her hair. “Look at me when you say it.”

Her sapphire blue eyes peer into mine. “Stay.”

Crashing my mouth down on hers, I don’t even have to coax her to open up for me. We’re all teeth and tongues, battling each other as I pick her up and carry her to the back of the couch, setting her down while she tugs on the back of my shirt.

I break away from the kiss and pull it over my head. “You know what this is?”

Her fingers stroke down my chest. “Yes.”

I grab both of her wrists. “Say it.”

“You’re bossy.”

“You have no idea.”

I pull her shirt over her head, and the still wet strands of her hair slap her back and arms. She parts her legs, and I move between them, her heat seeping through the thin layers of clothing. Even seated on the back of the couch, she has to look up at me, so I gather her hair at the back of her neck and tug.

“Say it.”

Ella opens her eyes first this time. “You’re going to bury your cock deep inside me and never think about me again. I remember.”

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