Page 86 of Bourbon Sins
She pressed her palms against my chest and shook her head. “No, not bad nervous. Good nervous. I don’t know what to expect from you when I come in here, so I get nervous excited as I anticipate what you are going to say to me.”
I moved closer to her and put my hands on her hips. “Is that right?” I felt a smile slowly spread across my face. “And what might you be anticipating tonight?”
She shrugged her shoulders and looked down. I placed my hand under her chin so she was forced to make eye contact with me.
“I would have thought from the last time we were here together, you would have learned to keep your eyes trained on mine. Do I need to teach you a lesson on proper eye contact?”
“No, it’s just intimidating sometimes . . . to be near you.”
“Come.” I pulled her over to the bed, she followed without putting up a fight.
Before I had her lay down, I reached behind her and pulled down the zipper of her dress and let the yellow cotton perfection fall to the floor. She was wearing a perfect set of black lingerie, but as I looked at her, I felt it didn’t quite fit her personality.
“I need to get you new lingerie.”
“What?” Clearly, she wasn’t expecting me to say that.
“This color doesn’t suit you. You belong in yellow . . . it’s evident after seeing you in that dress all day. You’re breathtaking in yellow.”
“Jett, all the girls wear black.”
“No, they wear purple with black lace. You will wear yellow when you don’t have to wear a classic Jett Girl outfit.”
“I shouldn’t get any kind of special treatment. I technically don’t even—”
“Don’t finish that sentence,” I said rather sternly. “If I decide you wear yellow, then that is what you will wear. I’ll have Kace put in an order tomorrow.”
She rolled her eyes at me. “There’s no reasoning with you, is there?”
“I don’t know what reasoning is.” I ran my thumb against her bottom lip. “Do you have something to say to me?”
“I don’t know. Do I?” she asked with a mischievous grin.
“Don’t toy with me, little one. What did I tell you about playing games?”
“You like them?” she said with complete innocence.
I shook my head at her insolence, not being able to contain the humor hitting me dead in the chest. Out of all the girls, she had the biggest balls when it came to disobeying me. How this petite woman could make me forget all of my morals and rules was beyond me. She had the ability to make me forget everything I’d built for myself over the past couple of years and she broke down every damn wall I erected. The thought was unnerving. I knew I needed to put my guard up, but as I looked at her, I knew I couldn’t, at least not tonight. Tonight I had to get lost in her, in the sparkle of her eyes and the smirk of her mouth. She captivated me, and there was no way I would be able to break her trance.
“Goldie . . .” I tried to say in a warning tone, but she could see right through me.
She shook her body out and then lifted her chin to look me directly in the eyes. “I’m here to submit to you.”
“Good girl.” I leaned down and placed a light kiss on her lips, not because I wanted to, but because I absolutely needed to. The minute I felt her lips on mine up on the roof, I couldn’t get the feeling out of my head and I needed more.
“Strip for me,” I ordered
“What do you want off first?”
“Panties, I need to see if you’re wet for me. Once you take them off, lay on the bed and spread your legs.”
Without missing a beat, she rested her body on the plush comforter and took her thong off, exposing herself completely to me. I turned away from her and walked to the bar to get myself a drink. I would let her wait it out for a little while. The little tease needed to learn some patience.
“What are you doing?” she asked, as I sipped on the drink I’d poured myself.
“Were you told you could speak?”
She shook her head and then raised her hand, actually raised her hand like she was in a damn classroom.
