He didn’t answer.
She looked at him. He saw the yearning in her gaze. His age and something else held him back. James let her go.
“I’m sorry,” he said, before leaving her on the dance floor.
Without looking back he made his way to his office. He needed to get away from her before he did something he’d regret.
He pushed past people in his way not interested in the filthy looks they sent him. Jermaine tried to stop him, and he ignored him.
The moment he was in his office, he rubbed his eyes.
“Fucking stupid.” He kicked the chair closest to him.
“Why are you fighting it?”
Prudence had followed him.
His office door clicked open then closed behind her. James kept his back to her. The moment he looked at her, he knew he’d be lost.
“I want to, more than anything.” He admitted the truth. His heart pounded inside his chest. He felt like he was having a fight between his head and his heart. His heart wanted her and was tired of fighting it, and his head kept telling him to walk away.
She’s the one. You want her like a man possessed.
“Then stop fighting.” She walked in front of him. Her blue eyes caught him in her gaze. Her dark pupils were dilated. He saw her need. James stared down her body at her hard ni**les. Would her pu**y be as hot as he imagined?
She grabbed his hand pressing his palm down over her heart. Her heart raced against his touch.
“I’ve always wanted you, James.”
He’d known. God help him, he’d known she was eighteen, and he was sure her feelings had never disappeared.
How could he fight this?
There was no one else in the world for him. James didn’t want to let her go. She moved his hand down to her left breast. Her full mound filled his palms. She was just the right size for him. Prudence took his other hand and placed his palm between her legs.
“I’m not going anywhere, Sir. I want you and will do anything to be owned by you,” she said.
Her words were not lost on him.
He removed his palm from between her thighs to sink his fingers into her hair. James brought her close to him as he thumbed her nipple feeling her tighten against him.
“Do you have any idea what those words mean?” he asked.
“I was listening to you, James. I want that, too, and I think you do as well.”
James didn’t argue with her. It was true. The possessiveness that swamped him, the aggression he’d displayed—he’d seen it all in his two friends.
“You’re so young,” he said.
“Who cares? I don’t. Age means nothing to me.”
James couldn’t fight it anymore. The longer they were together, the harder it was to deny himself. He hated other men talking to her, and he’d been the one to put her in this position in the first place. Through his own actions, he’d taken her own job away, giving her no choice but to accept what he gave her.
“I want you, James,” she whispered. Her blue eyes darkened with her arousal. The kisses they’d shared over the past few weeks had done nothing except ignite a flame inside them. He sensed it strongly within her as he did himself. James knew he was a fool to have allowed one kiss let alone all the others.
No other woman could tame the monster inside him apart from the woman standing before him.
James slammed his lips against hers. There was nothing nice or subtle about taking her. He needed to rid every memory of the men she’d dated before him. Prudence was all his, and he was going to show her what it really meant to be owned by a dominant man.
“There is no backing out, Prudence. I take you now, and you’re mine. No one gets to touch what is mine.”
She cupped his cheek. Her fingers stroked his skin. “I’ve always been yours, James.”
Her words unleashed the monster within him. He pushed her back until she was pressed against the wall. In the next moment her blouse was torn from her body. The buttons sprayed around the room. He worked her bra off until her tits spilled out.
A groan escaped him. She was ripe and ready to be f**ked. Her pale mounds were tipped with cherry red ni**les. They were tight and pointing up at him. He dropped his head to one nipple, taking it into his mouth. Prudence cried out. He covered her mouth with his palm, pulling away from her.
“Be quiet. We don’t want anyone running in here wondering what I’m doing to you.”
Her gaze flashed to the door then down at him. James went to remove his hand. She placed her hand over his not allowing him to let go.
James smiled. “Don’t make a sound.” He went back to tonguing her nipple. James knew that no one would dare enter his office without his permission. They were both safe inside his four walls. He saw the arousal intensify in her gaze. She was turned on by the possibility of being caught.
He ran his tongue over her skin and glided the tip of his tongue around her other nipple. With his free hand, he fingered the wet bud he’d left.
His c**k pulsed in his pants. The pr**cum leaked out of the tip and into his pants. He knew the first time with Prudence wouldn’t be enough.
Leaving her nipple, he moved down to unbutton her jeans and lower the zipper. He slid the metal zipper down before placing his hand over her mound. Her panties didn’t hide her arousal. She was soaking wet. Her feminine scent teased the air. She smelt amazing.
James let go of the nipple and dropped down before her. Prudence looked down at him as he eased the denim down her legs. Her mouth was uncovered, and he heard her moaning. The sound filled the air around him like the scent of her pu**y did.
“You’re soaking wet for me, baby?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said.
“Yes, what?” he asked.
She licked her lips, gazing down at him.
“Yes, Sir.”
Chapter Thirteen
Her body was on fire. Prue didn’t know what to do. She held onto the wall, stepping out of the jeans. He pushed them aside. In the next moment she heard the rip, and her panties were thrown in the same direction of her jeans. He opened her legs wide. She saw him watching her. His gaze directed at her pu**y.
She bit her lip trying to stem the groan building inside her. James was a dominant man, through and through. He wouldn’t want her screaming out instructions at him.
He eased her pu**y lips open.
“Your cl*t is lovely and swollen,” he said.
Staring down, she saw his thumb sliding through her slit. The first touch on her cl*t made her jump.
“Relax, baby. I’m not going to hurt you.”
Prue closed her eyes trying to gain control.