Hello, Wipsters and fans (are you there?). The past few days have been incredibly busy and didn’t leave me time for writing but I’ll make up for it soon. I’m currently at the beginning of Chapter 3 so next time there will be some male POV. Meanwhile, have this little Lina snippet on memories and past details we only notice when it’s too late.
Unorthodox Chemistry is Book 2 of the Unorthodox Trilogy, a sequel of Unorthodox Therapy.
I wouldn’t guess in a million years Thomas has been doing any of that for me. Perhaps I’ve just been in denial. My mind was busier with more important tasks and his obvious crush on me wasn’t a top priority. However, all those details came crashing down on me now, years later, when they no longer mattered.
Maybe I was just coloring the past with exaggerated details now that I knew about his sexual preferences and after I’ve had such intense experiences at his feet, on his leash. After he completely turned around my ideas for who I was and what I longed for.
Would my life have been different if I had noticed the signs of his desire, the quiet invitation he extended to me?
When we arrived at the hotel Thomas had insisted that he carried my suitcase all the way to my room. I protested with the ardency of a thousand fiery suns but he wasn’t taking no for an answer. I gave in, as usual, and allowed him to take care of the heavy lifting. He shared with an awkward smile he was working out a lot so it could be a good exercise. I only rolled my eyes at that.
Just when I was opening the door Thomas uttered in a deep voice that he’d be just in the other room. So if at any point I needed him, no matter how late or early it was, I could call him. His eyes had grown darker and more intense as he spoke those words… or had they?
Even if I had noticed anything unusual about his behavior I never told him anything and just gave him a warm smile. I told him he was free to go out and have some fun if he wanted to but that I’d expect him to be ready at 8am the following morning.
What would have happened if I had invited him to join me for a drink? Would he have been bold and dominant or just happy his boss let him closer to her?
Maybe he would have grown braver because of the alcohol, kiss me roughly, tie me to the bedposts and tease me until I begged to be fucked. Or he’d admit his attraction and implore me for just one night with him. Or he’d never dare to say or do anything and I’d have to use my cougar charm to lure him in my bed.
That’s all for now, I must go back to writing. If you visit my website for the first time and you are interested in keeping up with my work, feel free to subscribe to Lilah’s steamy mailing list. You even get a free story – http://eepurl.com/b4sN_H. Meanwhile, if you want to see other writers and their work in progress go to the WIP IT UP Wednesday HQ for more teasing snippets.
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