Page 20 of Cherished Lands

I chewed the inside corner of my mouth, unable to drag my eyes away from those perky tits.

"Elliot," she said. "You're staring again."

My head snapped up so fast I almost cricked my neck. I hadn't gotten laid in weeks, and clearly it was making me act like a dumb fuck.

"Sorry. I— You—" I gestured clumsily at her chest.

Her lips curled into that infuriating little smile.

"It's fine. I'm sure the closest thing you see to boobs is a pair of apples you fondle at night while playing pretend."

I despise this woman.While lying in bed last night, I'd thought long and hard about what Andy had said. And he wasvery wrong. But brooding on it had been a welcome distraction while I willed myself not to touch my dick.

I hadn't, so that had been a win.

Sparring with Tessa Belmonte was a different story. That was a war I was losing.

Time to turn the tables.

I grabbed her by the wrist and yanked her into my chest. She gasped, and her eyes stretched wide as she looked up at me. "I think you wanna see what I can do to these perfect tits," I said. "That's why you walked in here flaunting them in my face."

She tossed her head. "Please, you neanderthal. I have a party to go to. This isn't for you."

"Doesn't mean I don't appreciate the view."

I released my grip on her wrist and moved both hands to her hips. She was gaping up at me, pupils blown.

I think Tessa Belmonte likes it a little rough.

In one swift motion, I spun her and took a step, forcing her forward until she crashed into the workbench. Her hands flew out to brace herself on the surface.

I leaned down to whisper in her ear. She quivered against me, cheeks flushed, chest heaving. So, what did I do? I pressed my aching dick into her ass.

"What do you think, Princess? Think I can make you scream just from playing with your nipples? Sucking and licking and biting them? Should I try?"

A tiny whimper rose from her throat. She pressed her ass back, grinding against my hard cock. I groaned.

"Elliot," she breathed.

I slid my hands up her sides, brushing the underside of her breasts. She arched into my touch.

"Tell me to stop," I growled.

She turned her head, eyes blazing. "Don't you fucking dare."

And just like that, I took a giant step back, leaving her standing in the middle of the barn with her ass stuck out. She whirled on me.

"W-what are you doing?"

The disappointed look on her beautiful face had me doing a mental victory dance. I reached down and adjusted my junk. Tessa watched with rapt attention. The pretty flush on her cheeks had spread to her chest, and her nipples strained against the fabric of her dress.

I tsked and shook my head. "This probably wouldn't be a good idea. We're business partners, after all."

I didn't get to ride the high of my victory for long.

"Right." She cleared her throat and slipped right back into her bratty little minx routine. "Whatever. I came by to tell you that my supplier down in Grand Rapids can meet with us on the twenty-third. You up for a little road trip?"

"Seems like that could have been a text. Maybe you did come here to flaunt your tits."