"Are you ok?" He asked, turning to face me.
I nodded. Everything had happened so quickly, I was still trying to gather my thoughts. And now I was alone with James…
"Fuck, I need to calm down." He muttered, kicking the corner of the sofa.
I watched as he sat down and put his head in his hands.
"You need to distract me, Sophie, else I'm going to find that man and beat the shit out of him." James said, looking up at me.
God, it was hot seeing him be so protective. In fact, I could think of several ways I would love to distract him. My face must have said it all, and he raised his eyebrows at me.
"Care to share what you have in mind?"
I rolled my eyes and sat down beside him. A far more sensible option would be to talk and clear up any confusion. Even though the deep ache between my legs was overwhelming.
"Well, I want to say thank you for stopping that guy. I hope you don't get in trouble, or we get kicked out."
He gave me an amused look,
"Sophie, I own shares in this club. I can do whatever I want, and nobody will do a thing to stop me."
Of course he did, I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes.
"We need to talk." He said, his voice full of frustration.
"I know." I replied, taking a deep breath.
"Ok, so what the fuck is this thing between us?"
I winced, unsure how to explain the way he made me feel. Our eyes met, and I could tell he was as confused as I was.
"I don't know, but I can't stop thinking about what happened my first night here."
"I don't understand why you told Georgia you liked, Johnny? Not after what happened between us."
I shook my head,
"I never said that. Georgia was trying to get me and Johnny together."
He looked like he didn't believe me, and I guess I couldn't blame him. We were practically strangers, and I guess I hadn't come across as someone who needed a friend to ask a man out for her.
"Ok, but you still told her you thought he was the sexiest guy here!"
I was going to kill Georgia.
"What? I swear, I did not say that. I don't think it's true, I mean… obviously it's.."
The corner of his mouth twitched into a smile and I blushed.
"It's irrelevant!" I snapped.
"Why would she make that up? Just be honest, I can't stand people lying to me."
I sighed, brushing my hair over my shoulders. This was going to be embarrassing, but I knew it was best to tell the truth.
"She's obsessed with hooking me up with someone, especially now she is in love with your brother."
"I'm sorry, but I don't buy it. One minute you're all over Johnny, and then you're gazing at me. If you want to do both of us, then be honest, and drop the good girl act."
Now I was pissed off. I glared at him, folding my arms across my chest.
"I DON'T fancy Johnny. Yes, he has been flirting with me, but that is because Georgia has wrongly told him I like him."
James didn't reply. He was sat back on the sofa with an arrogant look on his face, staring into space.
I grabbed the side of his face and turned it so he was looking at me.
"I'm not interested in men, sex or relationships. The way I'm attracted to you is driving me mad."
I let go of his face and took a deep breath. If I had any sense, I'd get up and leave. He grabbed my hand, his thumb brushing over my fingers. It was a small gesture, but it started a chain of fire throughout my body.
"Do you know how crazy it's driven me seeing Johnny flirting with you?" He asked, his voice low.
I shook my head, and he groaned.
"I feel like I'm going to lose it. The thought of you being with a man who isn't me is unbearable."
I couldn't reply, hearing him talk in such a possessive way was turning me on.
"How long has it been since you were last with someone?"
I bit my lip, embarrassed to tell him the truth. I already felt out of my depth in dealing with him. My lack of experience would put him off
"Tell me, Sophie." He whispered.
"Until the other night it had been two years since I had even kissed a guy, let alone anything else."
He couldn't mask the surprise on his face.
"How is that even possible? You're beautiful."
I laughed and shook my head.
"I don't want to be with anyone. I like my life how it is, fewer complications that way."
"What made you kiss me then? After all that time, why did you let yourself give in..."
His mouth was so close to mine that his breath tickled my lips.
I took a deep breath, fighting to keep my composure. The heat radiating between our bodies was overpowering. I swallowed, clearing my throat. It was hard to keep a coherent thought in my head when I was this close to him.
"Well, I have asked myself that question. The only explanation I have is that when I'm around you, I feel like I have no control. That's why when I saw you, you know... on the balcony...."
Before I knew what was happening, he was kissing me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. As our mouths opened and his tongue met mine, an explosion of passion erupted throughout me.
It took all my willpower to pull back, I knew that if we carried on for much longer, I wouldn't be able to stop.
"What?" He said, panting. His eyes were full of fire and I could tell that the last thing he wanted to be doing was talking.
"I need to know something before this goes any further. What's the deal with Bella?"
He flinched at the mention of her name. I needed to know if he would treat me the same way.
"I saw the way you blanked her in the restaurant. It was cold. If that's how you do things, then I can't do this with you."
He went quiet, and I felt my heart sink.
"I'd never treat you like that, Sophie. I'm not a saint, but I have respect for the women I sleep with."
I frowned at him,
"Well, it didn't look that way with Bella..."
He rubbed his temples, looking away from me.
"She's married, in fact she's on holiday with her husband. I feel guilty as hell about hooking up with her. It should never have happened."
He looked embarrassed, but alarm bells were going off in my head.
"Do you have feelings for her?"
He shook his head.
"No, I don't have feelings for her. Right now, I couldn't want anyone as much as I want you. I can't stop thinking about how it would feel to fuck you..."
He grabbed my hand and held it against his cock. I could feel how hard he was through his pants. We stared into each other's eyes, both daring each other to let this continue.
"Does the door lock?" I whispered, my voice heavy with lust.
He smiled, nodding at me. I watched as he walked over to the door and locked it. My body erupted in a frenzy of sparks, electric tingles firing through every part.
"No interruptions this time." He breathed, striding back towards me.