Be Mine… Or Else(12)

“Beau,” I cry out, pushing my sex into his hand more, needing his fingers to get back to what they were doing.

“Say it,” he growls again. This time his teeth graze my neck and he gives me a little bite. The feeling shoots straight to my core.

“I won’t, I promise.”

“Good girl.” Then his fingers are moving again.

His approval and praise have me so worked up that it only takes one more stroke of his fingers against my clit and I’m falling over the edge.

“Beau!” I moan his name and start to cry out. But before I do he covers my mouth with his hand, muffling the sounds.

“I don’t want anyone hearing that,” he says into my ear. My body jerks against him as I’m flooded with pleasure.

I feel his hard cock press into me, but he pulls his hand out from between my legs and licks his fingers clean. My cheeks warm at the sight. He moans as he tastes me and I watch his eyes grow even darker. It’s the same look he had in his eyes when he took me for the first time last night.

“Beau.” I want to tell him to take me to bed, but I can’t leave Sue hanging. “I have to go to work.”

“Call out,” he says through clenched teeth.

“It’s Valentine's Day. I can’t leave Sue without any help. She’s been so good to me.”

“My sweet sunshine.” He shakes his head but smiles at me. “All right, but you’re mine when you’re done.”

“All yours.” I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down easily. His lips meet mine for a kiss, and I’m struck again by how much I already love him.

“Can you wear a longer dress today so I can function.” The way he says it doesn't really sound like a question.

“You didn’t like my dress?” I wonder, thinking about him ripping it off of me last night.

“There isn't a man in this world who wouldn't like that dress on you. I just don’t like the idea of anyone else getting to see what’s mine.”

I give him one more quick kiss and nod. “Mmkay,” I agree. Something inside me wants to please him.

His winds his arms around me and grabs my ass with both hands. “And no more running around without underwear,” he adds.

“You’re bossy,” I tell him.

“You’ll get used to it.” My mouth drops open at his words. “We’ll go over us later. Right now go get yourself ready so I can drop you off at work.”

His phone starts to ring and he smacks my ass, making me yelp. It didn't hurt, it just surprised me. I poke his chest playfully before turning and running to my room.

“No shower,” I hear him yell. I giggle. I wasn't planning on it because I don’t have time. I can still smell Beau on me and I like it. I wanted the reminder of him all day. Not that I don't still have a small one between my legs. The tender ache is there, but it’s a delicious one. I never thought I’d think that about a pain before. But it’s true.

I quickly get ready, grabbing a red dress. This one falls to my knees. I slip on a pair of red Converse to match and then go to the bathroom. I know today is going to be super busy, but hopefully it will go by quickly. I brush out my hair until my waves are under control, and then pin back one side with a clip. Then I brush my teeth, slap on a little makeup and check myself over. When I walk back into the living room I see Beau has his phone pressed to his ear and he’s pacing.

“I don’t give a fuck, he’s fired.”

I pause. I was about to go to him and wrap my arms around him, but I see his face is hard and even the way he’s standing is intimidating. He seems so different. Maybe now isn’t the right time for cuddles.

“Send out an email and put all the cases he was working on on my desk for me to look over.” He pauses for a moment. “Well, let him know he doesn't want to be there when I get there. That’s for fucking sure.”

Beau turns a little and sees me standing there. The hardness drops from his body instantly and his eyes become the sweet, possessive ones I love.

“I have to go,” he says, and with that he ends the call. He slides the phone into his pocket and walks over to me, pulling me into his arms. “You look beautiful.” His voice is soft now. It’s almost like a switch flipped. I study him for a moment, but when his mouth lands on mine I melt into him, forgetting everything else.





Chapter Nine





Beau





I drop Dove at work and then go straight to the office. I’ve got suits there for emergencies and this is one of them. It takes me three hours to clean up the mess left from firing one of the firm’s lawyers. But I’m actually thankful for the mess. It’s kept my mind focused on something besides my obsession with Dove.

Not only had Jim been fucking one of his clients, but he had a problem with putting shit up his nose with company money. I don’t care what the fallout might be for me firing him so hastily. It’s better than what Jim could bring down on us later. He’ll be lucky if I don’t get him disbarred. The only thing saving him at the moment from such a fate is that I’m in such a good mood because I can still smell Dove on me.

When I woke this morning and she wasn't there I almost thought I dreamt the whole thing. Then when I became more awake I could smell her on me and on the sheets. I’d woken up harder than I ever had in my life. You’d think after finally having her my lust would have cooled somewhat. Think again. I was wrong. Oh so wrong. It's worse. Now I know what she feels like, tastes like, sounds like when she comes undone for me. That I’m the only man who’s ever had her and is ever going to have her. I want to own her in the most primal, barbaric way. It’s taking everything in me to act sane around her and to hide my colder side. I don't want her to know that side of me.