Betrayed 2(36)

I had on this black mesh teddy that would’ve made it so easy for Marshall to rip it off my nubile body with just his fingers. The mirror in the dressing room was biased and I needed to see myself without being tricked by the light or how the mirror perceived me. I could see my nipples as plain as day and the mesh was perfect for that teasing gesture, but also quite blatant in its simplicity.

I opened up the door and I came face to face with the man that had caused me all of this angst. Marshall was slapping his forehead. He was looking at me and then turning away. What I was wearing was making it difficult for him to contain his excitement.

“I hope to god that you haven’t been following me. I know that we haven’t seen each other in a few days, but that doesn’t mean that you can go around stalking me.” I remembered the way that I felt out on the street and now seeing him here seemed like a huge coincidence. I didn’t believe in coincidences.

“I’m not stalking you. I just happened to be in the area and I saw you go in here. I was going to wait for you to come out, but I need to get to a meeting in 20 minutes.” I did nothing to cover up and he was doing everything that he could not to stare directly into the sun. I had a feeling that he probably thought that he was going to burn alive if he were to give me any kind of attention.

“I thought that you made yourself very clear the other night. You don’t want me. Do you have any idea how that makes me feel? I was throwing myself at you and you did nothing. I was contemplating getting elective cosmetic surgery.” It was a fleeting thought about using collagen in my lips and eyebrows to give me a more youthful look.

“I can’t believe that you would be so dense to think that I didn’t want you. It’s precisely the reason why I had to keep you away. I feel like there’s no escape from reality. I see you everywhere I go and even had an awkward moment with a girl that I pursued down the street only to realize that it wasn’t you. I’m lucky that she didn’t take any offense and call the authorities on me.” He still looked damn good and I had to do something to give myself that fighting edge. The only thing that I could think about was grabbing him by the hand, seeing that stunned look on his face and dragging him into the enclosure of the dressing room.

I closed it behind him, letting him smell the fragrance of my Chanel perfume. He was my captive audience. I could see that he was thinking that I was a sexual carnivore about to devour him whole.

“This is highly inappropriate, Gillian. I have a public image that I need to keep. If anybody were to get wind of what I’m doing here, then I might lose some lucrative contracts worth millions. Some of those companies are family friendly.” He had his hands to his side and most likely feeling like he didn’t know what to do with them without getting into trouble. He had no earthly idea about how far I was willing to go.

He tried to reach for the lock, but I used my high heel to stop him. My long and supple leg was now stretching the material of the mesh and giving him something more to look at than he bargained for.

“I have been aching for you ever since that night. I hunger for the taste of your lips and for the feel of your body pressed up against me. Nothing even matters anymore. The only thing that I can think about is that moment where you hover above me. To see you riding the wave of your own desire and letting the mattress take the blunt end of our bodies slamming up and down on top of it. You can’t tell me that what you see doesn’t give you ideas. Don’t you want to take a chance and be with a woman that knows you inside and out?” My high heeled shoe was against his hand and I ran my fingers lightly down that starched white shirt.

“This is not what I came in here for. I just wanted to apologize for the way that I acted. It felt like my chest was tightening and I thought for a moment that I was having some sort of attack.” His words were rushed and I could tell that his lip was quivering. My fingers were dancing along his body through his clothing.

“I find that it’s a very interesting predicament that we’re here together at this time. I know the owner personally. She wouldn’t even give us a raised eyebrow if we were to do something. I know that you can feel the temperature in this room rise dramatically.” I pulled on his power red tie and made him lean forward despite his misgivings.

I was only about an inch away from kissing him and I could tell that he wanted it in the worst way possible. Instead, I stuck out my pink tongue and licked the outer edge of his top lip. I could taste him and I could see down below his waist that something else had awakened.

“I can’t do this. It’s too much and I’ve never met anybody quite like you.” I wasn’t sure if that was a compliment or an insult. He leaned back against the door, his hands plastered up against it with his eyes closed and thinking that this was going to be enough to deter me from touching him. Seeing him vulnerable and quite tense made me linger a little bit longer with my hands suddenly cupping his manhood.