Free One Mistake (The One Series: Novella #2) by Emma J. King

 
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER ONE
    The snow had been falling for three days straight and it didn’t show any sign of letting up soon. The weathermen were predicting at least a foot and half of snow in the city and they were urging everyone to stay inside. William and I were happy to oblige.
    The morning after the holiday party, just as the snow began to fall, William drove me back to my place so that I could pick up some clothes and a toothbrush. We had immediately returned to his place, and hadn’t left since. It was now Tuesday morning, and William and I were drinking coffee and reading the paper in bed.
    I placed my empty mug on the nightstand and watched him scan the business section, trying not to think about the fact that he was naked beneath the luxury sheets that were tangled around us. Every time I thought about William’s nakedness, it led nowhere productive. And we had important things to discuss. “We have to return to work eventually,” I said when he finally folded the paper and tossed it onto the bed.
    “Says who?” William stretched lazily. “I own the company. I’m giving you a hall pass.”
    “Exactly. You own the company. Therefore you might want to actually run the company.” I poked him in the side, but it was like poking a stone wall and he didn’t even flinch.
    “Tomorrow is Christmas. No one is working today anyway.” William snaked an arm around me and pulled me to his body. I rested my cheek against his bare chest and traced the tips of my fingers down his sternum. He sighed contentedly. “I have other plans for you today, Olivia Harris. Plans far more scandalous than contract negotiations and legal research.”
    “You might need to buy a bigger place. We’ve run out of rooms.” In the three days and four nights we had spent together, we had managed to have sex in every room in the house, and it was a big house. “Oh wait! We haven’t done it in the gym. And can we talk about the fact that you have your own gym?”
    “It was either a gym or an indoor pool,” William explained. He twined the ends of my dark hair around his fingers. “I thought the indoor pool would be excessive.”
    “Rich people problems.” I was pretty sure I would never be bringing William back to my one-bedroom apartment. I tilted my head back and smiled. “It must be very hard to be you.”
    “You have no idea.”
    By now my hand had slipped under the sheets and drifted below his waist. “Speaking of hard,” I said as my hand closed around him. “You are insatiable, William Connor.”
    “I don’t know about that. I’m sure you can find a way to satisfy me.” William’s fingers were still tangled in my hair and he tugged on it gently to lift my head.
    “I think you may be right about that,” I said, my grip on him tightening as my mouth was engulfed by his.
    William’s hand skimmed over my hip bone and down the curve of my ass. When he gave it a gentle squeeze, my body began to hum and ache at the same time. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place, so to speak. I was deliriously attracted to William and I wanted him very badly. I wanted to feel him inside me, pushing against me in just the right places. But I was sore. In just those few days, we’d had sex at least a dozen times, and it hadn’t always been gentle. My body needed a break.
    William had other notions, and he could be very persuasive. In his eagerness, he tossed aside the sheet that was partially covering our bodies. He started to straddle me but I pushed him away.
    “What’s wrong?” he said, looking confused and even more eager to have his way with me. With the sheet gone, I had an uninhibited view of his amazing body. Resisting William Connor was a futile effort.
    “Nothing. Nothing at all.” I pushed him gently onto his back and kneeled over him. As I lowered my body onto his, I could feel him rising up to meet me and I slid lower at the last minute. “I thought we might try something a little different this time,”