My cock hardened as I thought of her lying in my bed right now, uncertain and a little scared, as she should be. I was still reeling with anger at her, at Kai and at myself for not seeing this. The drinking had been a lie? Fuck. Had I been so determined to keep her at a distance I missed what was staring right at me? I knew Georgie, at least I thought I had. It never sat right with me about the drinking. Georgie was stronger than that.
“Damn it.” I slammed my laptop shut and leaned back in my chair, the creak of leather and my groan melding together.
I hadn’t shut the door and I looked up to see Georgie standing in the baggy sweat clothes I had gotten her. She leaned back against the doorframe so I could see her side profile, her leg bent so her foot was resting on the wall. And she looked sexy as hell.
She also didn’t do as I said. Complete opposite, in fact. I hid my smile because I sure as hell didn’t want her to see it.
Even with blue streaks or whatever fuckin’ color she dyed her hair, I thought she was beautiful. Hadn’t changed since the day I met her. Her, too young to do anything about it, and me who’d become a killer who had seen far too much bad shit to ever let a girl so innocent into my life.
My men from Unyielding Riot were the same; seen and done more than most humans could even bear hearing about, let alone experience firsthand. The path we were on was a rocky one, and I expected Connor was on one that there was no way back from.
Fuck. Georgie could never know about her brother being alive. I sure as hell didn’t like starting what we had with a secret as big as this, but Connor wasn’t her brother anymore. There was only harm in telling her about him right now.
She was fiddling with her hands. Not her usual cocky, sassy self. And it reminded me of the girl I’d watched eating the ice cream.
“Told you to stay put.” And I also knew Georgie rarely followed instructions.
Silence.
“Also told you to be naked.”
I saw her teeth snag her lower lip then slowly let it go. “Why do you want me now? I lied to you. I pretended to be someone I wasn’t—”
“Stop.”
She clamped her mouth shut at hearing the hard edge to my one word. I wanted her again so badly it was clouding my judgement on what I had to do here and yet … the years of waiting, of never thinking I’d have her, overtook needing answers.
My cock swelled so hard it was painful. Jesus, yes. I’d fuck her for the next week straight if I could. She lifted her head and her veil of hair parted as she turned to look at me. Damn it, she knew exactly what she was doing looking like that.
“Come here.”
She walked over to me and I appreciated the sway of her hips and the slightly parted lips. Thing was, Georgie was sexy as hell and she didn’t even know it. Yeah, she played the part with her sass, but beneath that laid a vulnerable girl who hid behind a web of lies.
But what Georgie needed right now was to know who was in control because this bullshit with her had ended.
“Sit on my desk.” I pushed my laptop aside then my chair back as she came to stand in front of me. She placed her palms on the edge of the desk then slid her ass up onto the mahogany surface. I rolled my chair forward until I could touch her hips and then I jerked her to the very edge. “You sore?”
She shook her head. I raised my brows and she amended her answer. “A little.”
“Then I’m not fucking you.” Her look of disappointment made me smile, and for a second, I felt the sweet elation swim through my veins. It was unfamiliar and warming. Fuck, I liked it—a lot. “Up.” I spanked the right side of her butt and she raised it so I could tug her sweat pants off her ass then repeat on the other side. I dragged them slowly off her legs, letting my fingertips skim her soft skin.
I noticed the goose bumps and her eyes closed briefly as she tilted her head back. I dropped the pants to the floor then ran my hand up her leg to her inner thigh. “Lie back. Eyes closed.”
She was breathing hard now, anticipating my next movements. I didn’t like anyone knowing what I was going to do; it made me predictable and that was dangerous.
I got up and heard her breath hitch. Fuck, I’d like nothing more than to pound my cock into her right now, or have her mouth on me while I pushed down her throat.
But she needed a lesson and I intended to give it to her.
I walked away.
I heard the movement, didn’t even have to turn around to see she was starting to get up and say something.
“Eyes closed. Do not move until I tell you. And if my instructions aren’t followed this time … you know where the door is.”
Then I closed the office door to make it seem like I left her and quietly sat in the corner of the room and waited.