Teaser for Burning Up.
DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN’T READ BOUND TOGETHER.
TEASERs CONTAIN SEXUAL SCENES AND REFERENCES. PRE EDITED POST AND MAY BE CHANGED DURING FINALIZATION PROCESS.
The corners of his mouth curled up and his cheeky, yet mischievous grin began to appear.
“Oh, no you don’t Mr. Garrett. My rules remember?”
Slowly, he moved toward me. “And I intend to play by them entirely. In fact, I won’t lay a finger on you.”
Damn. Though I was fully supportive of my choice to refrain from having sex with him yet, I was also a slave to my own lust and need. And I needed Jared. My body trembled as he backed me further into the corner. Placing his hands, palm side down on the cubical wall on either side of my head, he grinned wickedly.
“Not a finger.”
Catching my bottom lip with his teeth, he gently nipped before running his tongue over it to soothe the bite. He leaned forward and breathed softly in my ear. “Drop your towel Layla.”
I closed my eyes as the warm and sensual feeling of his breath on my skin caused every nerve in my body to leap into action. And Jared knew it all too well. “Drop. The. Towel.”
His words were forceful and filled with erotic promises that we shouldn’t have been making. But, as I always did, I obeyed his command. Gripping the towel tightly, I pulled it away from my body. As it dropped to the floor, Jared took in a sharp breath. His eyes roamed all over my naked body and I could feel his erection pressing against my thigh. His hands remained firmly pressed against the cubical wall.
My limp, damp hair sat on my shoulders, flowing down and almost covering my breasts.
“You’re anxious again. That lip you keep gnawing on is real tell. You’d make an awful poker player.”
I released my lip and smiled at him. “What do you plan on doing here exactly? The rules are…”
“No sexual acts. I know. But, would you consider allowing me just one kiss, a violation of those rules?”
I glanced down at his shorts. He was solid and the pressure of his hard cock against his shorts must have been killing him. But he continued to stare at me, never touching me or even inching his hands close to my body. I could see the desire burning in his eyes and it took all my strength not to leap at him and unleash my favorite toy.
“One kiss?” I asked.
He nodded assuredly and I gave him a suspicious look. Jared was a man of few words but what he did say, he meant. But keeping his roaming hands to himself was going to be a real test of his commitment to our game.
He rolled his eyes at me and I grinned. “On my honor as a gentleman, I swear that I will not lay a single finger on your beautiful and tempting body. And it is tempting me Layla.”
His eyes wandered over my body again, lingering on my breasts before heading south. He licked his lips and let out a hard breath as he gazed at the lines leading to my sex. With my legs crossed, he could see very little but I knew that the thoughts of what was hiding between my damp and water glistening thighs must have been driving him crazy.
I leaned forward a little and parted my lips. He moved in closer and I could smell the sweet scent of his cologne. He licked his bottom lip and I let out a small whimper. I could feel the familiar and welcome clenching in the base of my stomach and he wasn’t even touching me.
I watched him with lustful anticipation. Jared had a way of kissing that you only saw in movies or read about in books. I could feel my excitement growing and I was beginning to feel a little wet just thinking about his mouth. Closing my eyes, I took in a breath and waited. But he didn’t kiss me. Opening them again, I gave him a confused look. I wanted my kiss damn it.
Shaking his head, he grinned. “I don’t want to kiss you here.”
He blew gently on my lips and I immediately licked them in response. His eyes watched my tongue intensely.
He leaned in to my ear and spoke breathlessly. “Don’t worry. I will kiss you.”
He blew cool air onto my neck, gently and somehow erotically. How could it be so hot? It was a sound away from a whistle but this was silent, sexy and driving me crazy. His hands pressed harder onto the cubical wall causing them to creak a little. I was caged in and I couldn’t imagine what he was going to do to me but nothing prepared me for the absolute euphoria that followed.
Working his way over my shoulder he continued to blow gently on my skin. The cool air caressed the curve of my breast and he lingered, teasing my nipple until it became pert and puckered. I moaned and arched my back, begging him to warm it in his mouth but he denied me my pleasure.
“Your rules Layla. Not mine. Control yourself. You’re driving me wild and if you don’t stop soon, I’m going to lose control myself. Understand?”
I groaned in frustration but nodded in compliance. His smile widened.
Leaving me wanting, he continued down. His hands slid down the walls as he dropped to his knees in front of me.
The cool air swirled and breezed over my bellybutton and I inhaled sharply. The sensation was unexpected and sent a direct message to my sex. I clenched, hard. It was almost impossible to remain still but seeing the serious look on Jared’s face as he gazed up at me, I knew I had to control myself.
His teeth sank into his bottom lip. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. He headed south to the apex of my thighs which were still tightly pressed together. He cleared his throat loudly and raised an eyebrow at me.
“If you’d do me the honor my lady, I’d like to give you that kiss now.”
Oh. Holy. Fuck!
“I thought you were going to kiss me…” I stuttered and stammered as excitement rapidly built inside me.
“I am. Just not the ones on your delicious little mouth.”
“Have a good day at work honey.” Ok, it was cheesy and old fashioned but I had been itching to say that line to this man for weeks. Chuckling, he shook his head and held my hand in his. Leading me out to the elevator, he held me tightly, rubbing his thumb back and forth over my knuckles.
“Where’s your ring, Layla?”
Damn it. I bit my lip. “Back in L.A.”
He sighed, lifted my hand to his lips and placed a chaste kiss on my finger where the ring once sat.
“Can you get it sent here?”
I shrugged. “I could ask Amy and Mel to mail it to me. They packed all my stuff and took it to my parents place after I left.”
He nodded. “Tell them I’ll pay the cost to have it couriered. I want that ring back on your delicate little finger. It would mean a lot to me.” I wasn’t entirely sure what it was that was so important about it. It was diamonds and a star sapphire. I was here and that should have been enough, but as always, Jared didn’t elaborate and I didn’t ask.
“Sure. I’ll tell them.” The elevator chimed and as the doors opened, he gave me a rueful look. “I wish I didn’t have to go. I am sorry, Layla. It’s for your own safety and my peace of mind that I make these rules. Don’t hate me for wanting to keep you safe. I can’t be sorry for that. I’ll try to get out as early as I can. I love you.” I nodded weakly in response. Giving me one last kiss, he let his hand slip from mine and stood inside the waiting elevator. I waited until the doors closed and he’d gone before cursing and stomping my feel like a child having a tantrum. It was childish and immature but I was going crazy being in the apartment all day while he worked.
Hurrying to the window, I watched as his Jag exited the underground parking lot, ten floors below. Smiling, I ran upstairs and grabbed my cell phone from the bedside table. I bit my lip anxiously as I dialed.
“Dan! Are you busy today?” I held my breath waiting for his response; my plans already unfolding in my mind.
“Not at all Miss. Jennings.”
I breathed a sigh of relief. “Excellent! Can you bring the car around in about half an hour?”
He didn’t answer. “Dan?”
I heard him exhale loudly. “Miss. Jennings, I really don’t think Mr. Garrett would like-“
I cut him off mid-sentence. “Mr. Garrett said I should take in some sun. And that’s exactly what I intend to do. Now, do I go alone or-”
“For the love of God, do not leave the apartment! I’ll be there in half an hour. ”
Success! Hanging up, I bounced on my heels and danced with excitement and triumph. I was going to see New York with, or without Jared