Free Warped by Alicia Taylor Page B

Would you consider making it a permanent position? We could use someone with your ideas and fresh look at everything.”
    His comment takes me back. What the fuck? As his words sink in I can’t help beaming at the praise. It feels wonderful hearing him talk about my work so positively.
    “Why Damon Hunt, are you offering me a job?” I smile at him playfully, as he pulls me closer to him.
    “I must admit Ella, the thought of you working in the same office as me makes my cock  hard.” He grasps my arse, squeezes my cheeks and thrusts his hips, pressing me against his already hard cock. He leans in close. “I wouldn’t be able to help myself, and I’d bend you over my office desk, and fuck you from behind.”
    My pulse quickens and my heart begins to race as I picture this in my head. It sends an instant jolt of lust between my legs and I can’t help but moan.
    “Damon... You have to stop doing this to me. I can’t control myself when I’m with you.  I feel like a horny teenager. It’s never enough, even when you’re inside me. I feel like I need more. I’m hungry for you even when I’m having you.”
    Damon reaches for my jeans but I have to stop him. I look at the clock on the wall and realise if I don’t leave now I’m going to be late. Pushing Damon away gently, I move out of his reach.
    “Damon I have to go. Tonight though, when we get back, let’s continue this.”
    The smile on his face is beautiful, and that coupled with the smouldering look in his eyes, makes my heart skips a beat.
    I all but sprint from the room, grabbing my bag and keys on my way as I run out the door and into my car, turning on the air conditioning  to cool myself down. That man makes me lose control, makes me need things I’m not sure I can have. I need to have a day of thinking of my end game, of making decisions.
    Of finally making a decision.
     

 
    CHAPTER THIRTEEN
     
    Tom is waiting for me when I arrive at the cafe in Soho for lunch. Standing, he places a kiss on my cheek before helping me into my chair. I smile at him and realise my words to Damon have never been more true. Tom really is like family.
    He’s been around for as long as I can remember, always here when I need him. With no questions asked, he always made sure I was taken care of when I was so depressed and lost that I couldn’t even take care of myself. Tom is the brother I’ve never had, never knew I wanted. His eyes sparkle as he smiles back at me.
    “You look well, Els. Happy, even.” The genuine look on his face makes my throat close. I am happy. Sometimes. Well sort of. I’m still not sure what to do regarding Damon. Can I trust Damon to be who I believe him to be and not who I believed him to be? I can’t answer that honestly because I’m not sure of the truth yet.
    I can’t explain any of this to him though. Tom would not be happy if he found out I’m playing the game again, but I’m not prepared to lose him. He can’t know what’s happened.
    “I’m getting there Tom. We still have a few issues but I’m hoping we can get past them.” One way or another, anyway.
    “About bloody time,” he says. I laugh at his words. “So Damon is treating you well?”
    “Yes, he’s trying,” I answer quickly, not wanting to go into details.
    I know I can trust Tom but learning to open up, after all those years of keeping my emotions on lockdown, is still hard. Tom doesn’t look convinced by my reply but he lets it go. Thank fuck.
    “Oh, that reminds me. Are you free tonight? No hot date planned?” I smirk when one of his brows raise.
    “Yes, I’m free. What do you have in mind?” he asks suspiciously. I roll my eyes at him.
    “Not like that, Tom. I’ve told you I won’t do that again and I won’t,” I tell him. I am being truthful, I will never use Tom again. I’m not saying I won’t play games again, just that I won’t use him. He sighs.
    “I know Els, sorry. Okay, so tonight?”
    “Damon wants to get to know you so we’re