Chapter 8
Ryan
Oh shit. Did I get my woman into massive trouble? Multiple pairs of eyes darted towards me and then away with voices speaking in a low hush. There was gossip simmering in the air.
When Rowena showed up, no one could tell exactly what was being said between Lexi and her mom, but it sounded heated. I didn’t want to be responsible for her getting penalized or even fired. Oh shit. What next?
Before I could act, Lexi’s mom left without saying a word to anyone, stalking out with her high heels clacking. And then Lexi appeared, eyes puffy as she walked towards the exit.
I didn’t care what people would think. I decided to follow her, and caught up to the female just as she was trying to get into the elevator.
“Ryan, not now,” she said while weeping.
“Just tell me what happened,” was my rumble. “I’ll talk to your mom. I’ll tell her everything was my fault, that you didn’t—”
“I said not now!” she mewled, wiping at her eyes still. “Ryan, get back to work.”
She pressed the elevator button impatiently.
“Your mom’s not going to fire you,” I stated.
She laughed, rolling her eyes.
“I won’t let her,” was my vehement promise.
Lexi took a deep breath then before meeting my eyes.
“Ryan, we’re not going to be together,” she said. “We’re not going to sleep together anymore. We’re not doing anything anymore, okay? I tried telling you that before, but… this is what I get for being with you.”
“Lexi—”
“No one was supposed to suspect that I was fraternizing with an intern,” she said. “It doesn’t just look bad for the company, it makes me look like a whore. It makes me seem like a fucking wreck.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I worked so hard to make the people in this office take me seriously,” she said, taking a shuddering breath. “Rumors consistently go around this building about me and how I got the job. Now, it’s all true.”
The elevator finally arrived, and she got in it. I followed her in, determined to make a difference.
“Tell me what happened,” was my growl.
The brunette took a deep breath.
“Ryan, I was already on thin ice with my mom about this kind of thing,” she admitted. “Rowena caught me messing around with an employee in the parking lot one time almost a year ago, and she almost got rid of me then. She said I’d have another chance, but now… Now, I don’t have anything. She’s done.”
My heart sank. “I don’t—”
“Rowena says that now she’s thinking of ‘hiring someone more serious for the position,’” she spat bitterly. “This has destroyed me. My career at Chic-Wise is over.”
Oh shit, and it was all my fault. I didn’t know how to respond or what to say.
“But I’m an adult,” Lexi continued, taking a deep breath. “I could’ve said no to you, but I didn’t. That was my fault, not yours. Don’t worry. I’ll be okay.”
The elevators opened and she stepped out.
“Lexi, wait—”
“Ryan, please go back to work.”
“Lexi,” I said desperately. “I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I’m destroyed by this, too. I mean, I really, really like you. I’ve loved the time we’ve had together.”
“You really like having sex with me,” she stated, lips pressed into a line. “You don’t know me. Don’t start talking like that.”
That took me aback.
“I don’t say things I don’t mean.”
“Ryan, please just leave me alone,” she said. “I can’t anymore. I’m so sorry.”
And with that, the girl turned to walk away, the elevator doors hissing shut. What would I do now? The future was unclear, but I wanted more with the beautiful brunette … and her mom was only part of the problem.
Turning, I strode back to work but my thoughts wouldn’t settle down. Despite the whispers and sideways glances, all I cared about was my girl. So ignoring the gossip, I worked away steadily until it was time to head home. And once I got back, the drinking started. Maybe after a couple cocktails, I’d be able to simmer down and relax somewhat.
While I lay in bed staring blankly at the TV, I absentmindedly began to touch myself. There were all these things I wanted to do Lexi, and all the things that I wanted her to do to me. It amazed me at just how willing I’d been to let her be dominant with me.
Slowly edging off my boxers, I began to really masturbate while hoping that maybe the female would come knocking on my front door. She knew where I lived. I’d have let her in, and I would’ve slammed her against the wall again. I wanted to bite her neck and leave the marks the way she’d left them on me. The bruises from her actions were still all over me, a constant reminder about just how good we’d been together.
I thought about her riding me, dangling those large, succulent breasts in my face. I wanted to put them in my mouth. I wanted to bite and suck on her tits until they were swollen and puffy. Just thinking about her titties pushed me over the edge, and I erupted in my hand, spraying all over my torso and around my bed. The release was sweet, but the satisfaction was oddly hollow. I wanted her hand to be the one coated with sticky semen.
Fuck. Suddenly, my phone buzzed. It was Asher. We’d been texting on and off during the day, so I considered ignoring the dude. But my phone kept buzzing and I answered with a impatient snort.
“Yo,” was my grunt.
“Hey man, how you holding up?” he asked.
“Not too good,” I said while mopping up my mess. “You?”
“I’m all right,” he said. “Still bummed about Lexi?”
“Yeah.”
“You think you’re going to be fired?” he wondered.
“I have no clue,” I said. “Maybe. I wouldn’t be surprised.”
“Well, I have good news for you,” he chortled. “Chuck said that he could get you in for an interview at the sports mag tomorrow morning if you’re up for it.”
“Yeah absolutely bro. Thank you so much.”
“No worries. Now if they fire you, you can just tell them to fuck themselves. Just forget about this chick,” he advised. “Move on to better things.”
“Yeah, for sure,” was my grunt. But my heart wasn’t in it. Although my professional prospects had just brightened considerably, I wasn’t going to be able to just forget about Lexi and move on. Even if my time at her magazine was concluded … my time with the curvy female was far from over.