Chapter Ten
Ashley
I’d let lust take over and obliterate any common sense.
Now I turned to look at the hot, naked man in my bed and an overwhelming sense of panic overtook me.
What had we done?
What had I done?
“Fuck, Ash. You can’t be regretting that just happened. It was amazing. Surely you feel the same?”
“But I’m your boss. How is this going to affect our working relationship? I’m supposed to manage you. I’ve seen workplace relationships, where they fondle each other when they think no one is looking. The focus moves away from work, the couples get distracted. I’ve ruined our working relationship by allowing this to happen.” I bit my lip and sat up, leaning against the headboard, running a hand through my hair.
Lucas sat up at the side of me, dragging the comforter up his body as he did so.
“Ash, we fucked, not fucked things up. If you want to regret it go right ahead but I’m not going to.”
I let out a large exhale and turned to look at him.
“I don’t regret it. That’s not the right words. I just… I’m scared, Lucas. Work has been my world for years, my one constant, and now I could have done something to jeopardize that.”
“And what if you haven’t? I can still be entirely professional at work. If things go wrong I’ll accept the job in Miami and leave. You wouldn’t need to see me again.” He reached over and touched my cheek. “Please don’t end this before it’s even started, Ash. I want you.”
I leaned back once more and closed my eyes and let my mind and body tell me what they wanted.
My pussy was soaked, my clit pulsing ready for more.
My nipples were stiff peaks.
My breathing was erratic.
Butterflies flitted around my stomach.
My body craved more of his touch.
“Give me your fears, Ash. I’ll blow them all away.” He said and I was done for.
I molded myself into his body, my curves fitting in perfect alignment against his warm skin. His mouth caught mine and we kissed for what felt like forever, until curled up together we fell asleep.
The next morning he took me back to dizzying heights before I hit the shower and he went back to his own apartment. We had work to do. God knows what happened from now on. I welcomed the warmth from the shower and felt the telltale tingles of a body that had sought and found pleasure. Maybe Lucas could vanquish the ghosts my ex had left? I knew I had to try.
True to his word, at work Lucas was the consummate professional and no one would have known what was going on between us. Abandon XL was now booked two years out and Aidan was taking us out for a meal in celebration. I was sitting in the office catching up on some paperwork when Andrea, one of the secretaries walked in carrying a huge bouquet of flowers.
“Someone’s popular today.” She said. “There are nine more bouquets outside to bring in.”
“Say what?”
“Ten bouquets delivered for you this morning and here’s the card.” She handed me over an envelope with my name scrawled on the front. Stupidly, disappointment that it wasn’t Lucas’ writing flashed over me.
I opened the envelope and withdrew the card.
Thanks for a great night.
Den.
I’ll call you.
I sighed. Do rock stars ever get told no, do you think? I said to Andrea who looked at me in puzzlement.
“They’re from Denver from F-Higher. You know, we hosted them for XL’s first night?”
She nodded. “Oh that man is hot. And he’s sending you ten flower bouquets? He must be interested.”
I laughed. “That man could drop a thousand bouquets and not feel a slight pinch to his wallet, and his assistant will have arranged all this. It’s all show and doesn’t interest me at all.”
“Well, when he rings can you pass on my number?” She giggled. “What do you want me to do with the others?”
“Give them out to whoever wants some. We all have offices and homes that can use flowers, right? Helps brighten the place up. Just make sure there are no more cards.”
I pushed the card onto the corner of my desk. Later I’d think of a way to let Denver down without upsetting his ego.
There was another knock to the door and I sighed. It was going to be one of those days, constant interruptions put me off my stride. At this rate I’d be hitting the espresso by ten thirty.
Lucas walked in and my day suddenly got a lot brighter.
“Hey, you.”
“Good morning, Ashley.”
I laughed at him behaving so officially when only a few hours ago he’d been devouring my pussy like a starving man.
“How can I help you, Mr. Hall?”
He caught sight of the massive bouquet. “Nice. I’m not missing your birthday am I?”
“No, just a satisfied customer.” I replied. “What did you need me for?”
“Three members of staff have called in sick. Any chance of stealing one or two of yours?”
“Shouldn’t be a problem. I’ll check the roster. You could have telephoned me about that. You didn’t need to come up to see me.”
“No. I didn’t need to, but I wanted to.” He said, and I smiled.
Despite our best intentions our developing feelings for each other were beginning to invade the work place and there wasn’t a damn thing either of us could do to stop it.
One evening the day staff left at six and by six-o-one Lucas was in my office.
“Do you have much more work to do?”
“Yes, Lucas. I do and then I’m working all night, which you already know.”
“I can’t be without you tonight. It’s too hard.” He ran a hand over the bulge in his pants showing me just how hard it was.
“I have break time. If I take it now we have thirty minutes.” I told him. “I’ll meet you at your apartment.”
He strode over to me. “I want you now, here. I can’t wait another second.”
The hunger in his voice and the lust in his eyes danced with my own desires and the voice in my head who said no, not at work, was pushed out of my mind. Instead I turned to him and said, “Where?”
Locking the door first, he was on me in seconds, pushing up my skirt and pulling off my panties. He lifted me placing my bare ass against the cool glass of my desk, moving papers aside. Then he stilled.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
He held the note from Denver in his hand, his knuckles whitening as he snarled out. “What the fuck is this?”
I felt stupid and vulnerable, my bottom half naked, my juices running onto the desk beneath me and I made to move and pull down my skirt. His free hand grabbed mine and held my thigh, gently but with intention.
“This man makes me want to kill him with my bare hands.”
“He just sent flowers as a thank you for the night he enjoyed at Abandon.”
“If you truly believe that, you’re naive.” He said.
He threw the note back on the desk and ran a hand between my thighs, trailing his fingertips through my wetness and flicking on my clit. “He wants this, Ash. He’s a man used to getting what he wants, but do you know what?”
I looked up at him and in a breathy whisper said, “What?”
He leaned in towards my ear. “He can’t have you because you’re mine.”
His finger entered my heat and I groaned, my legs parting wider to allow him to get even closer. He tilted my head with his other hand and lowered his mouth to my neck nibbling and licking, causing goose bumps to rise across my flesh. His tongue licked the edge of my ear lobe, making me shiver.
Lucas added another digit and I was bucking against his fingers frantically. Then he stilled and dropped his pants and briefs, his erection springing free. He grabbed my ass and pulled me towards him right onto his rock hard cock and I gasped as he filled me with one solid thrust.
“Fuck.” I groaned.
“That’s right, baby. I’m fucking you. Open your eyes. Look. Watch my cock as it slams inside you. Who do you belong to right now, Ash? You want to give yourself up to me, baby?”
“Yes.” I mewled.
“Give me everything, Ash. I want you to come apart on my cock. Don’t hold back.”
He thrust faster and faster and my body started climbing. My pussy was soaking wet and I could feel my tension building and then I soared.
“Oh my God.” I shrieked as I came hard around his cock. Lucas thrust inside me a few more times until he came with a groan.
I rested my head against his chest while we allowed time for our breathing to slow. Then I felt Lucas reach over for something. I watched as he got the card from Denver and swept it across my pussy juices mingled with his spunk.
“Send him that back.” He threw the card on the floor and took my mouth again.
I should have been shouting who the hell do you think you are, but I didn’t want to. I loved how possessive he was being, acting like he owned me. It made me feel like I was wanted, not discarded like yesterday’s papers.
“Enjoy the rest of your working day. Text me when you get back to your apartment.” He said. It wasn’t a command, more of a plea and it showed me that his possessive behavior was only part of our bedroom play and he wasn’t a control freak.
“It’ll be late and I’ll be tired.” I told him, though a smirk curled the edge of my lip with the thought of more sex after my shift.
“So, we’ll be tireder.” He said. “It’ll be worth it. Text me.”
“Okay.” I said. We used the bathroom and then with a kiss he was gone. I sat in my chair for ten minutes after he’d left touching my mouth and replaying what had just happened in my mind over and over. I was becoming addicted - Lucas my drug.