“Fine,” snapped Claire, and perched on the edge of a wingback chair across the room. “Well? I’m waiting.”
After taking a deep breath, Jason stared at her and asked quietly, “What is it that you want me to say Claire?” If possible, the question stroked her rage to an even higher level. It was as if this whole conversation was a nuisance to him, and he couldn’t see what she could possibly be upset over.
“Ok… Let’s go in order, how about explaining the loan from Danvers that apparently wasn’t a loan at all? Then we can work our way to my job with Partiez Plus that you got me fired from. Am I missing anything or is there something else not in the folder? Do I have a new home now that I’m not aware of or maybe my mother has free medication for life?” Breathing quickly, Claire saw an answering anger start to burn in Jason’s blue eyes.
“Listen, I don’t really have time for this right now, and I never took you for such a drama queen. I fail to see what could possibly have you so enraged. I gave you help when you needed it and were too proud to ask. I would have done the same for any employee, since when is it a crime to help someone?”
“You didn’t offer help; you made choices for me. I don’t need handouts, and I’m perfectly capable of handling my own affairs. I told you that when you brought this up in your office yet you ignored everything I said and decided you knew best. Poor stupid Claire couldn’t possibly be able to think for herself, right?”
Jason jumped to his feet and stalked over to her chair glaring down at her. “Oh yes, I can see how great you were doing at handling your own problems. Being a stripper for a room full of horny men is always the answer to every girl’s problems. I thought you were being forced to do that because of money, but maybe I was wrong, maybe it was for pleasure all along. Do you get some type of thrill from parading around half-naked turning a bunch of strangers on? Maybe you just like to play the blushing virgin during the day.”
Claire flew out of the chair, and her hand landed hard against his cheek, the red imprint clearly visible. “Go to hell, what I do or why I do it is none of your concern!” yelled Claire. Harsh laughter erupted from Jason’s chest as he reached out and hauled her against his chest.
“That’s where you’re wrong Claire; everything you do is of interest to me, if that makes me a bastard, then so be it."
His lips swooped down on hers, crushing the protests bubbling from her lips. Claire tried to turn her head to escape his plundering lips, but his hands reached up and locked her in place. His tongue moved insistently along the seam of her lips, not asking but demanding entrance into her mouth. With a groan, Claire felt her body betraying her; her lips seemed to part of their own accord. Jason took possession, his tongue stabbing inside to claim the victory.
Jason moved his hands from her face and slid them down to her hips. He gripped her bottom, pulling her almost roughly against him, leaving little doubt as to how excited he was. Claire’s own hands locked around his neck, bringing her body into even closer contact with his hard contours, desperate to feel his heat everywhere. Jason’s hand slid back up her body and continued on until it was cupping her breast.
She arched her back as Jason lowered his head to suck her nipple through the fabric of her dress and bra. Heat exploded inside her; the cool feel of the wet fabric against her nipple was almost more erotic than being nude. Dimly in the background the voice in her head was screaming in protest; her body, however, was burning in need and the voice was easily overlooked. She couldn’t remember why she was angry with him; she could only focus on the need building inside her.
Claire’s hands lowered to the buckle of Jason’s belt, and soon had it open; the snap of his jeans was next. Jason slid his hands up her thighs bunching the material of the short dress around her waist. He gripped the flimsy material of her panties, and she felt them give on the side sliding down her legs. Quickly kicking them off her feet, Claire moaned as Jason’s hands slid between her legs and into the drenching heat within.