Nemesis(16)

I take it in my hand, spread my legs wide, and lead it to my entrance. “I’m on the pill.”

“I’m clean,” he says quickly, looking down at my * and licking his lips. “Always use condoms.” He pauses, bringing his gaze back to mine. “But I want you like this.”

“Okay,” I whisper, my breath hitching as he slides inside me. I know it’s not my smartest move, but right now I couldn’t care less, especially as Cohen’s mouth slams down onto mine, and his hips start to move. My nails on his back, I move with him, kissing him back with everything I have. Suddenly, he pulls out, rolls me over onto my stomach, lifts my hips so I’m on my knees and slides into me from behind. I reach my arms out in front of me, holding onto the pillow. He slides in and out, then reaches between my thighs to play with my clit with one hand, the other in my hair.

“Cohen,” I grit out, the pleasure almost too much, every sensation making me want to scream.

“So f*cking perfect, Jacinta,” he says in a low, husky tone. “Just like I knew you’d be. I want you to come again for me.”

With the pressure he’s putting on my clit, I will definitely be coming again for him. I’ve never come more than once during sex, but I think he’s about to change that statistic for me. Moments later, he proves me right, and this time, I moan his name through the ecstasy. I’m dazed and sated when he rolls me onto my back before sliding into me once more.

“I want to see your eyes when I come inside you,” he growls, sinking his teeth into his bottom lip as his thrusts become harder, deeper. I’ve never had sex like this in my life. I lift my hips to meet his, watching his facial expression as he finishes, our gaze never once leaving one another’s. He rests his forehead against mine, closing his eyes for a second. He then presses a gentle kiss to my lips before pulling out of me and lying by my side, our arms touching. I realise then that we left the light on the whole time, another first for me. Wow, he really would have seen every inch of me. Nothing is left hidden to him now, which is quite a vulnerable feeling.

“Are you okay?” he asks, turning and cupping my cheek.

“Yeah,” I reply lazily, smiling. I’m more than okay—I’m f*cking great. “Did you come over with this intention?”

“No. I came here because I just had this urge to be around you,” he admits, sounding surprised. At himself?

“Well, I’m glad you did,” I say, licking my lips.

He kisses my bare shoulder, and I have to wonder why this man is so against commitment. We didn’t have sex without emotion just now. No, sex without emotion is boring, and doesn’t leave you feeling like I am now. I’m not stupid enough to think I can change his mind, of course; if this is all we can be then, for now, that’s fine. I know eventually I’ll have to let him go, or whatever, but I’ll let future me worry about that. Men like Cohen are the ones you never forget, the ones you’ll be thinking about for the rest of your life. Men like him stick with you, but they’re also the ones who never stay.

“Me too,” he whispers, pulling me into his arms. He pushes my hair off my damp face. “I think that now you can say you’re a rebel.”

I roll my eyes and kiss his jaw.

I don’t know what will come next but, right now, I’m on cloud nine.





Chapter Eight


Cohen leaves early the next morning to go home and get ready for work. He kneels by my side of the bed before he leaves, giving a half-asleep me a kiss and telling me that he’ll see me at work. I mumble good-bye, then roll over and bury myself in my sheets. I hear him chuckle, then exit my room.

My alarm goes off not soon after, so I force myself out of bed and into the shower. Flashbacks of last night rushing through my head, I can’t stop smiling and blushing as I get dressed for work. Sadie has coffee and a knowing smile ready for me when I walk into the kitchen.

“Sleeping with your boss, hey?” she teases, handing me my mug.

“Don’t start,” I reply, smiling at her. My smile drops when I think of something. “You didn’t hear us last night, did you? That would be awkward.”

“I didn’t hear anything,” she says, waving her hand in the air. I breathe a sigh of relief until she adds, “Just Cohen’s name moaned over and over again.”

I throw her a look that dares her to continue. “I keep ear phones handy for whenever you have a guy spending the night, so maybe you should do the same.”

“Does that mean he’s going to be coming back?” she asks, looking curious.

“I hope so,” I admit, blushing as I stare into my coffee, avoiding Sadie’s eyes when I realise what I sound like.

“Just be careful, Jacinta. You can’t lose your job over this, can you?”

“I don’t think so,” I say, putting down the mug. I smooth the front of my black blouse, picking at a piece of imaginary lint. “No one will find out, Sadie. It’s just between Cohen and me. I think, if anything, they’d just frown upon it, but they aren’t going to fire anyone.”

I don’t know that for sure, of course, I’m only guessing. But no one will find out. It’s not like we have many people who work in the firm, anyway. The other three lawyers aren’t nosey and I’m the only woman there, so there’s no gossip or anything like that. At least, that’s what I’m telling myself. I say bye to Sadie, get in my car and drive to work, thinking about Cohen the whole way. Now that my mind is clear, all the doubts are starting to set in. He’s made it clear he doesn’t want any kind of commitment, so where does that leave us? I need to make sure I don’t get attached, so that when I walk away from this, I’m not crawling.