Mr. Tanner's Babysitter

Chapter Six

                                                                                          Payton 

            This situation I had gotten myself stuck in would be damn near impossible to get out of. I knew that Mark had feelings for me, and I took advantage of those feelings. Now, Mark had me placed upon his lap with his erection digging into my thigh. I cursed myself for wearing a dress today. Although I never wanted anything to happen between Mark and me physically, I could not deny how nice it felt to have him close to me and clinging to every movement I would make.

           “Payton, I know that you don’t want me the way that I want you. I know this will be the most selfish thing I do to my best friend, but I have to do it at least once, or I know I will come to regret it.”

            Mark held the back of my neck still as his lips pressed into mine. The feeling of having his soft lips melt into mine was something I would not have expected to feel. Once his lips hit mine, all those feelings I had built up over the years for him vanished. I felt nothing when his lips moved against mine. It was a strange feeling to know that all that s****l tension between us was just our raging hormones and not my attraction for him after all.

            As Mark pulled away, I could immediately tell that he felt differently. “That was everything I thought it would be and more.” His hands moved against my thighs as his hips rocked into me, pressing his erection closer to my s*x.

            “No, Mark.” I pushed off his chest to stand up and gathered my things in haste.

            His soft sighs were tugging at my heart. “Look, we don’t have to have s*x or anything. We can start things off slow if that is how you want it, but you can’t keep running away from me when we get close like this.”

            I knew I would have to let him down as easily as I could. The problem with that was that I did not want to lose his friendship along with it. “I care so much for you, Mark. You are an amazing man with a great personality, but I would be lying to you if I told you I had feelings for you the same way you do with me.”

            “This has something to do with Mr. Tanner, doesn’t it?” He stood up and came over to me, placing his hands on my hips. “Give me a chance, Payton. I can treat you like you deserve to be treated. Mr. Tanner will never want you as I want you.”

            “Mark,” I pleaded with him. “Do not do this. Please do not ruin the great friendship that we have. Mr. Tanner has nothing to do with this. He is my boss and only my boss. This has to do with the way I feel about you, and that is nothing more than just friends.”

            He was heartbroken. I could see it in the way he stared deep into my eyes as if he were looking for a lie. Mark must have gotten his answer because he pulled away from me. “I get it, Payton. Remember that whenever you are ready to give in to this, I will always be waiting for you.”

            I hated every minute of this torture. No matter what I said to Mark, he would never understand that I did not feel the same way for him. He was in complete denial about where I stood with him. After hugging him and saying goodbye, I left to head back to the penthouse. My mind was wandering in a constant loop. Mark was such a great friend that I thought maybe one day could be more, but after kissing him, I knew that was not the case. Then, on the other hand, was Mr. Tanner, who was off-limits to me, but I felt strongly for. “Focus on what matters, Payton,” I said to myself while walking on the sidewalk, which was a straight shot to Mr. Tanner’s building.

            By the time I got to the elevator, my heart was racing. Even though I felt nothing for Mark, he had my body in a crazed state that was begging for attention. The ding of the elevator brought me back to life as I stepped inside Trent’s penthouse. Every light was off, which I figured was a sign that Trent was in bed asleep. Thank goodness for that. The last thing I needed was for him to question me about my night with Mark. I tumbled into my room, having trouble with opening it at first. I was making far too much noise, but the damn knob just would not turn. I still could not get used to this place now, being my home for the time being. My bedroom was massive and all my own. I landed on my bed, belly down with a sigh as I kicked off my heels. I bent over to reach for the lamp beside my bed. As I turned it on, I heard a low growl come from behind me.

            “That is the second time that you have bent over in front of me, Payton.”

            s**t. I was hoping that I did not run into Trent tonight. So much for thinking, right? When I turned my head slightly to look back at him, he was shirtless with water dripping over his chest. I gulped back a whimper from the sight of him. A man should never look this good. Right now, he looked like a walking s*x ad. “Sorry, Mr. Tanner. I thought you were asleep.”

            He walked over to me until he was standing near my dangling feet. “I was waiting up for you to see how your date went, but now I have something else on my mind, thanks to you.” Trent was wearing loose sweatpants that hung to his hips showing off his muscular body perfectly. It was hard not to stare at something so tempting. “Do not look at me like that, Payton. You might not like what happens if you keep undressing me with your eyes.”

            Part of me wanted to beg for him to take me right now. My body was already dripping with sweat, with mere images of him being on top of me. For a moment, I did not remember that he was my boss, only that I wanted him in a way I never wanted another man before. Suddenly, it hit me that those pesky images running through my mind were only a fantasy that I could never let come to life. “I am not undressing you with my eyes. Get over yourself, Mr. Tanner. I’m sure that there are tons of other women that are throwing themselves at you, but I am not that kind of woman.”

            Trent sat on the edge of my bed and ran his fingers along my ankle to the back of my knee that made me gasp. “What are you doing to me? I should not be thinking of you like I am, but I cannot seem to get you out of my mind. Knowing that you were with Mark tonight pissed me off more than I would like to admit. Every time I see you, you are bringing me to the edge of temptation.”

            What? Was this for real right now? I had to be imaging him saying this to me because there was no way that I believed he could want me. Maybe it was only physical attraction that pulled us closer to each other. That was the only thing that made sense to me. “Remember that we cannot cross a boundary here, Mr. Tanner. You say these things because I am a woman, and you are a man. It is as simple as that. We are attracted to each other. It is what happens when you put two adults into a situation like ours, but I will not let my attraction to you keep me from doing my job.”

            “You have an attraction to me?” Trent bit his bottom lip and moved over top of me, forcing me to stare into his sensual eyes. “Tell me what happened between you and Mark tonight.” His lips were so close to mine that I could move an inch, and they would connect.

            My heart was beating out of my chest at this point, and my body was on fire. I wanted him in a way that I should not, but I knew sooner or later, I would give into him if I did not stop this now. “It went amazing. Mark has a way with words, among other things.” I had no idea why I said those words.

            “Is that so?” My words did not seem to bother Trent in the slightest. He placed a soft kiss on my neck that sent goosebumps all over my skin. “Does he make your body feel the way I can?”

            “Trent,” I moaned enough that sounded more like a plead for him to keep going rather than to stop.

            Trent pressed his body onto mine as his lips kissed the edge of my open mouth. “You make me crazy; you know that? Your body molds perfectly with mine.”

            Before I could stop myself, I placed my arms around his neck and my lips to his mouth. I slipped my tongue between his lips and danced my tongue around nice and slow, which made body pressure rise to new heights. Trent moved his lips from mine and trailed them down my chest to my stomach.

            Suddenly, Trent stood up. “Goodnight, Payton,” he said while rushing out my door.

            What the hell was that? The more important question was, why did I want to do it again?