void. For fuck sakes. She was attracted to the David Tennant version of The Doctor. Why the hell would this grumpy bastard elicit such hunger inside her?
Sorscha was so lost in her musings she didn’t feel the hot breath of William against her neck until his powerful chest pressed her against the counter. The edge pushed against her mound. Closing her eyes, she wrestled back the arousal that snapped hard and fast to life inside her.
“You did. I know you’re lying, Sorscha,” he growled. He brushed the hair off her shoulder and leaned into her ear. “I always know...”
The jackass was teasing her. Shoving back against him, she felt the thick steel between his legs. Momentarily shocked by feeling the huge erection against her backside, she faltered as she turned on him, shoving at his chest.
He didn’t move.
That didn’t surprise her.
“Don’t,” she squeaked.
“Don’t what?” he rumbled, the large paw of a hand gripping her hip.
“Fuck you,” she spat.
William’s lips curved up into a sexy grin. The sexiest grin she had ever seen. Her fingers started to curl into his tight T-shirt and she seriously considered grinding her now very wet cunt against his powerful thigh.
“You couldn’t take it,” he whispered against her ear.
She sucked in a breath of shock and he was gone. Feeling his heat leave her shocked her system and she stumbled forward.
“Go get dressed. I’m taking you to dinner.”
Her bearings gathered, she lifted her chin and stated simply, “No.”
After all this time, he was going to start fucking with her now? Her body and her heart couldn’t take that. He was a fuck’em and leave’em kinda guy. The type of guy she wasn’t safe with and the reason she was still a damned virgin. Yes, she knew it was silly and stupid. First, she didn’t have the time to just go fucking around. She was either behind a computer at work, or worked at a computer at home. Yes, she had a subscription to Pornhub. She had no choice. She was ridiculously curious and those male-on-male videos were damned hot.
She dared catch William’s unamused gaze.
“Yes, go now. If I have to count to five and you’re not in your room, I will toss you over my shoulder and dress you myself. We are leaving this house; I will not tolerate you being a brat today, little one,” William smirked.
Sorscha was thrown off, Willam’s smile lit up her body and she felt it from the tingling of her scalp, to the tips of her toes. Pink lighted up her cheeks, she could feel it.
A brat and little?
Wait...he had never called her that before. Looking away, she poured her shots of espresso and downed them quickly.
“One, two, three...”
“Fuck you. I’m going!” she yelled.
Slamming into his arm for good measure as she passed him, she could swear she heard him chuckle as she kicked her bedroom door shut.
“Asshole,” she murmured.
“I heard that, little one.” he rumbled just outside her door.
She screamed and slapped the closed door, wishing it was his face. The sting hurt. Taking a step back, she whimpered and rubbed her palm against her pants.
There was that chuckle again, fading away down the hall.
What was his deal today?
Chapter Three
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W illiam’s room was at the back of the house in a separate wing. It was spacious and quiet, giving him a good view of the woods out back. It had its own open living room, bedroom and bathroom. Shaking his head, he entered the kitchen area and filled a glass with cold water, downing it quickly. Sorscha wound him up a lot, but in a good way. She’d grown into a stunning woman over the years. It was a pleasure to be around her, for many reasons.
God, he could eat a horse, or Sorscha. He swallowed, throwing those thoughts to the back of his mind. Patting his crotch, he growled at the arousal she’d caused. It was difficult enough trying to let her think he didn’t care. Old spoken words rang in his mind and he smiled.
There was more to Sorscha