If only I could be honest with Brooke and tell her I wanted her at a club where I knew the owner and could give her special treatment.
No, I can’t be honest with her. I can’t tell her how she is constantly on my mind, constantly stealing my thoughts and controlling my actions. Tell her how much I want to make her mine. How much I want to love and protect her, even though my head screams at me to run. I don’t love anyone but myself, can’t love anyone but myself. I’m not even whole enough to give her. I know though, without any doubt, if she’d take me I’d give her all I have.
I breathe a sigh of relief as Henry’s door opens. Stepping aside, I usher Brooke in before following her and closing and locking the door. I turn to find her leaning up against the desk as if she’s trying to get as far away from me as possible.
“What were you doing, Brooke?” I don’t beat around the bush. I want to know what she’s thinking.
“Should we be in here? Are we going to get in trouble?” she asks worriedly.
“Don’t worry about it. Tell me, Brooke. What were you doing out there?” My tone is icy, and I feel like a fucking prick when her eyes go glassy.
“Nothing, I was just dancing. What’s the problem, Saxon?”
“It looked like more than that to me. Getting comfy and close at the bar before he had his hands all over you on the dance floor,” I tell her, not taking my eyes off her face.
“How long were you watching me?” There’s definitely shock and maybe a little annoyance in her voice, and my mind once again battles with pulling back or pushing on. “It was nothing, we were just having fun dancing.”
I decide to push on. Stalking towards her, I place my hands on either side of her hips on the desk and cage her in. I lean right into her face and stare into those warm brown eyes as she leans back, trying to put some space between us.
“If you want to have fun, feel someone’s hands on you, you come to me,” I tell her forcefully. My voice low and controlled. I don’t want there to be any misunderstanding. “You need to feel something, need to work something out, you come to me. All your needs are mine to meet.”
My jaw is tight, and I struggle to keep calm. Brooke looks up into my eyes, and I can see the wheels turning. She’s thinking hard about what I’ve said, and I can’t have her thinking too much about it. She’ll run, panic, and I would have fucked this all up.
Placing my hand behind her neck, I tangle my fingers in her hair, pulling her so close to me that our noses are almost touching. I breathe over her lips as I stare into her soft gaze, wishing I could read her damn mind.
I want to tell her she’s mine, demand she never let another man touch her, hell, even look at her. Knowing I can’t stake my claim with Brooke, I decide to show her instead.
I pull her into a hard kiss and she instantly relaxes into me. My kiss is demanding and controlled, and when it takes over her mouth Brooke doesn’t fight it at all.
Taking hold of her hips, I give them a squeeze before lifting her to sit on the office desk. She opens her legs for me, and I naturally gravitate to her. I step between her thighs and align our bodies perfectly.
Brooke’s arms are wrapped around my torso, and she’s holding me tight. I break our kiss to look down into her eyes, now hazed with lust. “Whatever you need, Brooke, you come to me. I’m here to look after you, to meet your every need. You need money, a favour? You want a hug, a cuddle, or a hard fuck? You come to me. Don’t be afraid to ask, and under no circumstance are you to go to anyone else.” Her eyes are wide; I’m scaring her. Softening my face I tell her gently, “I’ll do anything for you.”
She stares fiercely at me, and I can’t stand the scrutiny. I can tell there’s a lot rolling around in that beautiful head of hers that she wants to express. Scared of what that might be I choose not to let her as I wrap my arms around her, pulling her tight against me as I take her mouth once more.
I need her. I need to feel that she is mine. I break our kiss once more and slide her off the desk onto her feet, immediately undoing her jeans. I slide them down her legs until they are sitting around her ankles.
Turning her around, I push her forward and she lies stomach down on the desk, knowing exactly what I want. She has a black lacy thong on and my dick jumps with excitement. She has the hottest fucking ass I’ve ever seen, small and tight.
I push her top up before I rub both my palms over her bare cheeks, enjoying her soft skin. I can’t help but squeeze them tight as need builds in me. She moans and without thought I lean over and bite one of her ass cheeks. Brooke yelps out and then moans as I lick and kiss where I’ve just bitten. I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard.