Linc had the house restructured, and so it doesn't hold much sentiment for me. I was slightly shocked when I first got in, but now it has ebbed. The mansion is like a luxurious minimalist hotel. Oddly, I felt comfortable and at ease. But I know I can't stay here for too long. I simply can't.
"Um, so, about the apartment you would rent for me. How is that coming along?" I say, enunciating my words carefully. I see a tic in his jaw, and I swallow. I remember the way he asked me why I didn't want to stay with him as he held me in his arms earlier in his office. The naked vulnerability in his eyes. The way he was looking at me, it scares me, hypnotize me and locks me in. "You just told me a few hours ago." He says, interlacing his svelte fingers on the table as he leans forward, cocking his head to the side. I can't read the expression on his face, whether it is annoyance or amusement. "Yeah. But it is something that you can sort out in a really short time. Aren't you like a billionaire or something?" That was why Mom was besotted with him. Linc Tanner has been in Forbes. His architectural firm has worked on top multi-billion dollar projects across the country. He is dark and mysterious and a hot forty-one-year-old. "Yes, I am a billionaire." He says, his smooth lips turning up with a cocky smirk. "You are avoiding my question." The house has gone quiet. All the bright lighting has been switched for dimmer ones. I am sure all the staff have left. It is just us now. Coming to this realization opens me up to my forbidden thoughts about being alone with Linc. Wild things that had invaded my dreams for so long, just me and him alone in the house, starring at eachother, reaching out to eachother, eating out eachother. "What if I simply don't want to get you an apartment? What if I don't want you to stay away from me? Why the hell would you be staying in some apartment when I have a mansion here you can stay in?" His smirk is gone, and he is pinning me to the spot with his dark eyes. My pulse starts racing. My mouth goes dry. "That is not what you promised!" I yell, getting out of my seat. What the heck does he mean he doesn't want me to stay away from him? "Ames, Ames darling. Sit down." He says, his voice is oddly calm and controlled. It only makes me angrier, and I flip my middle finger at him as I turn around to walk away. I don't hear him walking up to me till he grabs my wrist and spins me around to face him. The motion pulls my body too close, so we are inches away from each other. Twice in just one day, my breath escapes me in an audible gasp. He relaxes his grip on my hand but not the intensity in the dark depths of his gold-flecked onyx eyes. "Why the hell are you so stubborn? It is killing me keeping my hands to myself already, and you have to go and push me." He hisses under his breath at me, but I hear him clearly because we are very close. The expansive kitchen peels away from my vision. The house. The soft lights. Everything. All I can see is Linc, and up close, he is stunning. He's dangerous, he overwhelms me, he could literally set me on fire with thst forbidden mouth of his. I don't have any power when he is this close. My knees go weak. I forget my anger. My rage transforms into mouthwatering need in an instant. My body betrays me when it comes to my stepfather. My pussy tingle, my nipples harden at his touch, sinful forbidden feeling surge from my inside, threatening to tear into a loud moan of primal hunger and pleasure for him. "I can't stay here with you." I say quietly, my voice trembling. His hand holding my wrist is like a brand on my skin. Am I making a big deal of this accommodation thing? The house is huge. We can steer clear of each other for the duration of the three months. The firm is huge too. I can spend my internship there, and we will never run into each other. Nobody even has to know about our connection if I keep quiet about it. But the way my body involuntarily leans towards him, the way my belly erupts with liquid fire every time he looks down at my lips, I just know. I couldn't possibly stay here alone with him without giving in and doing something I would surely regret. Oh, but how magical would it be between us? How explosive would it been to taste the forbidden fruit that's my stepfather. "Why?" He asks, his face a closed-off mask, his smooth lips set in a tight line. Our faces are just inches apart from each other, my back is pressing against the hard edge of the polished wood of the dinner table, but I don't register the discomfort. There are too many sensations to be felt standing this close to Linc Tanner, that pain is temporary. "What do you mean, 'why?'" I throw back at him, breathing as regularly as I can, but my breaths come out choppy and raspy. I need to move away from him. "Because I don't understand it, Ames." He snaps, his grip on my wrist tightens. I wince, and then he looks at his hand like he didn’t realize he has been holding onto me all this while. He lets me go. "Okay, but why won't you let me go?" I pull my chin up at him, our lips barely inches apart now. I meant it as a defiant move, but one look from him and I regret it, but I don't back down. One look at my lips I shake. One look at my face accessing me, I'm soaked. "This is why." Linc covers the distance between us, and my world erupts in bright scattered lights as he claims my mouth.Linc Tanner's POV:Fuck! So damn soft. She is so damn soft and sweet, like I have always thought she would be.She tenses in my arms for a second as my mouth claims hers, but then she eases into me and I lose all sense of control as she parts her lips for better access to the hot sweetness that was her mouth.I am so frickin' turned on. I can't think. I wrap a hand behind her neck and pull her head back for a deeper kiss and she moans hotly into my mouth, the erotic sound makes my blood pump faster, through my veins, all heading southwards. My cock lurched forward, I could feel the tip weeping precum. My thigh tighten, my brief tightened unable to accommodate my erection anymore, threatening to rip it out.I just wanted to kiss her, to taste those cherry lips and satiate this mad desire that has gripped me since Kathryn introduced her to me, squirming, shy, and avoiding my eyes even as she tried to watch me when she thinks I wasn't aware.But the kiss is slowly getting out of control
I slide my hands down her body, cupping her ass. They are shaped perfectly and so soft even as I grab them through her dress. She arches deeper into me. There's no space between us, yet her legs part for me as my hand finds their way to her core, the damn panties a barrier to touching her wet eager flesh.I rip my mouth away from her lips to kiss down her exquisite neck, I bite on the sensitive spot where her neck curves into her shoulders, she cries out, her leg tightens around my waist.Her dress has already ridden up her thighs, so my fingers find her underwear in the darkness easily, and I press my thumb to her spot. She is soaking wet, eager and ready for me and raw hunger ripples through me at the realization."Linc. Linc. Stop." Amelia cries out, and I freeze immediately, feeling my heart pounding hard in my chest."I... I am sorry, I... I can't do this. We can't... can't... do this. I c-can't... please." Amelia slips out of my hold. I let her go because if I don't, I can't pro
"What is there to talk about?" I say, avoiding the intensity of those dark swirling pools of his onyx eyes."A lot, Amelia. A lot and I know you know exactly what I am talking about," he says, then he takes a couple of steps towards me and I brace against the wall of the elevator, my heart jumping wildly in my rib cage, he looks especially stunning in the charcoal black three-piece suit he has on this morning, "except you need me to jolt your memory?" He is suddenly too close to me. His minty breath caresses my face, and I bite back the moan that threatens to escape my lips. My treacherous body. It responds to him too easily. I give in without even being aware of it."Yes...wait, no. What the hell? No." My brain is scrambled as I find the right answer. I push the button behind me, and the door falls open, Linc doesn't move away from me even though we are now exposed to the whole floor. He is insane. His lips curl up in a smirk that almost stops my heart as I back away. I want to giv
Have I mentioned how much I hate how easily my body betrays me when it comes to Linc Tanner? He is my goddamned stepfather for fuck's sake. Why can't I find some other middle-aged man to feel this way for? I will take any other man but him. No matter how much I like to deny it, we are related. Not by blood, but something that might be worse. We are related by commitment. Loyalty. All the things that bound him to my mother. This attraction to him started as a rebellion, but now it has evolved into something completely out of my control.An uncontrolled flashback to that night a week ago rips through my mind, and I feel the heat rise up my neck. I kissed him back. Recklessly. I wrapped my leg around him, wanting more. I wanted more. And he gave me just what I was demanding, and then I ran away like a coward."Let's start," Linc says to the room, his voice authoritative and incredibly hot.I zone out. The more the meeting progresses, the harder it gets for me to keep my eyes away from h
"What is your deal?" She breathes immediately, and the elevator closes behind us. Fuck if I know. I run my hands through my hair to calm my unexplained anger and the vivid memory of her slim fingers running through my scalp as our tongues fought for dominance in her hot mouth flashes through my head. I blink. I am so out of it."What is your relationship with the Tyler kid?" I ask, moving close to her as she moves away from me, her doe-like eyes opening wide when her back touches the wall, and I move closer still to box her in. God, I miss being close to her like this. She smells divine. Her hair is down today in waves of gold, framing her sweet oval face. She is stunning."What the fuck?" She narrows her eyes at me with a well-deserved glare. It only turns me on more. I have lost my damn mind."Answer the question, Amelia." I say, pinning her to the spot with my eyes on hers. She doesn't look away. The elevator stops, and I push the hold button before the door can open, sealing us in
I don't hear the door clicking open, I don't register that Linc's finger pushing the hold button already left it to roam my body, I am mindless in his arms, lost in the kiss and suddenly he rips his mouth away from mine. In a flash, we are clinging to each other and the next, he is across from me on the other side of the elevator, looking normal. I whip my head to the door as it opens, horrified as Charlotte's face comes into view.She looks at me first, I wince and look away immediately. Linc notices and moves away from the wall so he is standing in front of me. His huge body shielding me from the unmistakable judgment in Charlotte's sharp brown eyes. I smooth my dress down my legs quickly, run my hand through my hair to try to put it in some order. I pat at my cheeks discreetly, my lip gloss is gone and I know my cheeks are definitely flushed, but maybe I can wipe the dreamy look in my eyes that comes from being kissed by Linc."Uhh, I am sorry if I interrupted something." Charlot
When the elevator stops, I almost run for it in relief, but Charlotte stops me in my tracks, "You are Kathryn Strongheart's daughter, right?" Fuck. I am frozen in the spot. The elevator door closes. I swallow, absolute dread building in my throat. "What?" I ask, turning around to look at her face. Charlotte's features are what I would call severe. She can't be older than thirty. Her brown hair is always pulled tight in a bun at the base of her neck, and her high cheekbones give her a kind of haughty, typical judgmental look. "Your last name. It is Dimitri. We only knew one Dimitri around here." She says with a brow raise. Fuck. Of course, my mother's marriage to Linc was not some secret thing. Considering how extroverted she was. How obsessed with social standing. She permeated his life and tried to be the new billionaire wife by going above and beyond in his circle. She attended every single corporate dinner on his arm. She introduced herself as Kathryn Dimitri, though sh
"Then what do you want me to do? You know you just have to name it." I say.A moment passes between us as we listen for the telltale signs of the chef and his assistants leaving the house. The lights are going dim. The quiet descending on the house. This is usually the best time of the night for me. And now I get to share it with her. A look of determination crosses her face, and she opens her mouth."What I want is for you to stop. This..." She gestures between us, hitches a breath, and continues, "this...whatever it is between us, it is wrong. We can't...I can't. Let me move out." She bites her lower lip, the plea shining in her eyes.Fucking hell. I pull my hand through my hair, my heart beating wildly in my chest. I didn't eat much because I don't have an appetite, but I feel uneasy like she took a fist and buried it in my stomach."Amelia. I just need to know one thing. Does it feel wrong to you? Because if it does, then I swear I would let you go. You have to be honest with me,