Chapter11
They were just leaving the conference room when he leaned over and spoke quietly in her ear. “Do you think Julie would stay late again tonight? I was thinking that I would invite you over and make dinner for you to celebrate our win. Will you come over, please?” he looked at her hopefully, his blue eyes shining happily, and she felt everything in her sway.
“Yes, I’d love that. I’ll check with Julie, thank you.” Aleisha wanted to squeal with joy, but she knew that they were at work and they needed to keep up their façade of a business relationship there. She called Julie, and she agree to watch the kids a bit later that evening.
A short while later, they both left the office, and he picked her up at her apartment. He drove her out to his house, and when they walked into the enormous kitchen, she looked around, hugely impressed with it.
Kyle went to the oven and pulled out a few dishes that were being kept warm for them there. He shrugged. “I guess I wasn’t totally honest with you when I said that I was cooking dinner for you. My chef cooked dinner for us both, but I am serving it to you, and I am opening the champagne to celebrate our fantastic victory today, so hopefully that counts!” he laughed, and she went into the kitchen to help him with it.
In no time, they were seated at the dining room table with two beautiful place settings and an open bottle of champagne, toasting their success and enjoying a delicious meal that had been carefully prepared for them by someone else.
They finished the first bottle of champagne, and he opened a second one. They were enjoying that one after their meal when he looked at her interestedly and spoke in a light tone.
“I’m curious about something. It’s been on my mind all afternoon.” He tipped his champagne flute back and took a long sip, watching her closely.
“What’s that?” she asked, sipping on her own champagne and feeling all of the light golden bubbles go straight to her head.
He leaned forward. “What were you thinking of during our meeting today? Really… you were not all there. I saw you. I always see everything that’s going on around me, and even though they were listening, and you were physically there, you were not all mentally there. Your mind was drifting. What was it drifting to? What could have possibly distracted you from that meeting?”
She felt her cheeks warm, and she finished off her glass of champagne. He stood up and poured more from the bottle into her glass as she turned in her seat to face him, looking up at him. “Honestly? There was really only one thing that could have distracted me from that meeting.”
She rose from her chair and stood before him, taking the glass of champagne, and though she was already feeling a buzz, she sipped some more of it, becoming even more emboldened. “I was thinking of you, Kyle.” She watched him as she spoke, setting the glass down and reaching for his hand. “I was thinking of your lips and how it feels when you kiss me. I was thinking of your hands and how they feel on my body when you touch me. I was thinking of your arms, and your chest, and…” she looked down and then met his piercing gaze again. “I was thinking of all of you. Against me. With me. Touching me. I just… I couldn’t stop thinking of you. Nothing could get you out of my mind.”
He gave his head one shake as if he was wrestling with a thought in his mind, but he let it go, and in the next moment, he pulled her into his arms and planted his mouth on hers, kissing her hard and adamantly.
A soft moan escaped her as his hands began to travel from her back to her hips and her ass, squeezing hard as he pulled her to his groin the same way that he had in the office. He turned her so that she was leaning against the dining room table, and she felt him move himself against her body, setting her on fire as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
He looked sharply at her then. “You are driving me mad. I can’t take this anymore. I need you. I desperately need to feel you beneath me. If you don’t want this, you need to tell me right now, but if you don’t tell me no this minute, I’m going to take you upstairs to my room, and I’m not letting you go until I’ve had you several times.”
Kyle reached for her chin and lifted it so that she was looking squarely in his eyes. “Talk to me, Aleisha. What do you really want? There is no wrong answer. We can leave here and go back to the way that things were, or we can go upstairs and change them forever. It’s all up to you. What do you want to do?”
She felt all of the inhibition leave her, and whether it was the champagne talking or the desire in her heart, she didn’t care. “I want you. I want to go upstairs with you,” she answered him honestly.
He took her by the hand without another word and walked upstairs with her to the landing where the office and nursery were, and then he took her to the end of the landing and up the other set of stairs.
They emptied out into a bedroom the size of half of the house. It was all wide open with windows all over every wall, and big glass doors that led out onto a balcony. He walked with her to the edge of his giant bed and turned to face her.
“Are you sure… there’s no going back from this,” he said quietly as he held her hands in his.
She nodded. “I want this just as much as you do.” She leaned forward then and kissed him, and he kissed her in return. Moments later, his fingers were moving like lightning down the front of her blouse until he had pulled it from her body and dropped it on the floor, and only then did he slow, standing back from her slightly as he gazed at her bra and slowly, tenderly pulled the straps of it off as if he was unwrapping a precious gift.
She watched him, feeling the blood in her rushing all throughout her body as his eyes and then his hands took over her breasts. He cupped them firmly and brought them each to his mouth, tasting and sucking at them, nibbling and biting gently before kissing her mouth again as he pushed her skirt to the floor and then helped her as they pulled his own clothes off.
Aleisha was astounded at how beautiful he really was without his clothes on. She had thought that she was attracted to him before, but seeing his sculpted body there before her, just beneath her fingertips and her hands, only made her want him all the more.
He moved to his bed and reached for her, pulling her down with him and sliding her panties off her. “I want to taste you. Every single inch of you.” His voice was rough and low.
He pushed her back onto his pillows and spread her thighs out before him, kneeling down in between them. Slowly and tantalizingly, he worked his way up her thighs, kissing, tasting, and touching, until he reached her core, and it was there that he chose to drive her wild.
Kyle moved his tongue slowly and methodically over her and into her just a little way, sucking, biting, and nibbling at her until she was moving her hips against his mouth and crying out in need, and only then did he delve the length of his tongue into her body and manipulate her until she writhed beneath him, twisting her fingers in his curled dark hair and tugging tightly on it as she arched her back and called out his name, coming for him again and then again, before he sat up and pulled her up from her place on his pillows.
“It’s my turn,” she told him with a naughty voice as she pushed him down and sank to his groin, taking his stiff penis into her mouth and running her tongue along the length of it, back and forth, over and again before toying with the tip of him, making him throb with need for her.
He nearly came in her mouth before she slowed down and moved herself to hover above him, kissing him and biting at his chest before plunging him into the depths of her, squeezing him tightly and riding him slowly and teasingly at first, but then moving faster and faster again as he grabbed at her and filled his mouth with her breasts and her lips and tongue.
They wrestled and twisted, turned and rolled, a storm in the sheets and she trembled in his arms, coming over and over until he finally grabbed her and buried himself fully in her, letting go of his orgasm and flooding her with it, breathing fast and hard against her breasts as he held her.
Slowly, their breath came back to them, and they collapsed with one another side by side on the bed, exhausted and blissful. When their bodies had relaxed, she turned to look at him and found him staring at her. He reached his hand up to brush a strand of hair from her face.
“What are we going to do about the office?” she asked him quietly, reaching for his hand.
He kissed her fingers gently. “Don’t you worry about it. Don’t you even think on it, at least not right now. We’ll work it out. I promise, we will. It’s going to work out. Right now, all I want to do is hold you and kiss you, and in a few more minutes, do all of that again with you, and more. So much more.”
A few minutes later, he did take her again, laying her on her back and sliding himself into her, filling her and moving in her more slowly and deliberately, taking his time with every stroke and every kiss, every touch and every taste, until both of them were taken over by ecstasy, and rested in each other’s arms.
When it was growing late, she readied herself, and he took her home. Neither one of them wanted her to leave, and neither one of them wanted their time together to end, but she had duties and responsibilities awaiting her.
Kyle walked her up to her apartment, and they said goodnight to Julie. They checked on the babies together, and she marveled yet again at how he had taken to them so quickly. He was tucking them in and soothing them as they fell asleep. Together, they had the twins down in no time, and he walked back out into the living room with her and held her in his arms.
“This place is too small for you,” he said with a dark look about him at the apartment.
She frowned slightly. “Well, it’s all I can do for now,” she told him, thinking of how it wasn’t the first time he’d said something about it.
“Don’t be mad. I just… I think you should have more space.” He sighed and turned to look at her. The frustration on his face faded, and he shook his head slowly. “Damn, lady… you are so beautiful.”
He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her softly at first, but those kisses turned desperate, and before she knew what he was doing, he sat on the sofa and pulled her down onto his lap, shoving her skirt up around her hips as he reached his hand down in between her thighs and began to massage her over her panties.
“Take these off or I’m going to rip them off. I want you now,” he insisted. He undid his zipper and slid his pants down partway. She slid her panties off quickly just as he grabbed her and pulled her down onto his hot and pulsing erection. He tugged at the buttons on her blouse again and got them open in no time. Pushing her bra away, he cupped her breasts as she began to ride him hard, taking her nipples into his mouth and biting at them, sucking hard as he grabbed her hips and rocked her deep over him.
She leaned her head down and kissed him ravenously, and then let her head fall back as he thrust himself into her over and over, feasting on her breasts. She didn’t care if he was her boss. She didn’t care if it might be difficult later. She didn’t care about anything but the heat that was burning her skin all over, his hands firm and tight on her body, his thick erection filling all of her, and the glorious orgasms he kept bringing up in her, as if it was nothing for him to take her right to the edge of ecstasy and rip her over the edge of it time after time.
She shuddered and clung to him, trembling and crying softly until his moans grew deeper and faster and he pulled her down onto him hard one more time and came hot and fast, deep inside of her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close, wishing that the moment they were in would not need to change, but it did. They caught their breath, and she moved off of him and stood up, straightening her clothes and pulling her skirt back down over her hips and legs and fumbling with her bra.
He stood up and zipped his pants and then reached for her and pulled her to him, kissing her a long while, soft and sweet. “God, I could just eat you up every single night, and half the day, too. I had no idea you were going to be this delicious… I had no idea what you would be like. Totally irresistible.”
She laughed and kissed him once more before he turned to go out of the door. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said quietly as he left.
She watched him leave until he was gone, and then she sighed and went to her room to shower and ready herself for bed, wishing that he was staying in her bed with her that night. She’d had him three times in one afternoon and evening, and she could have had him a few more times before she would have been satisfied enough to let him go.
Aleisha had no idea what her hunger for him was based on, but there was no denying it. She wanted him; she wanted him more than she had ever wanted any man in her life, and having him only made her want him more. She laughed and shook her head as she washed her body off, thinking of all the things that he had done to it that afternoon and that night, and how incredible every single touch and taste and kiss had been.
The man knew how to make feel like a real woman, like no other man ever had, and she was at the very edge of an ocean of hunger for him. There was no way she was ever going to be sated with him.
She thought briefly about what it would be like at the office, and her mind went right to all of the naughty scenarios that could happen between them in different places around the office, especially without getting caught. It was that that she was thinking about when she finally fell asleep, and her dreams were sweet and oh so hot.
Aleisha was walking on cloud nine the next morning when she went in to work. It seemed like everything in her life was going great and that nothing could bring her down and cast a cloud over her sunshine.
Grace poked her head into Aleisha’s door and reminded her that she was going to be gone for a while during the day for a doctor’s appointment, and Aleisha told her to go ahead and go, that she would cover her desk while Grace was gone.
Aleisha was working on a few files when she looked up to see a tall, slender woman walking up to her desk. She was dressed immaculately, and her blonde hair was coiffed perfectly at the back of her head. She paused for a moment and looked down her nose at Aleisha.
“Hello. Is Kyle in? I want to see him,” she purred smoothly.
Aleisha raised one eyebrow. “He is, but I don’t know that he has any appointments this morning. May I ask your name?” She was polite, but she also knew that Kyle wasn’t meeting with anyone; he was working on the Granger Corp acquisition, and she knew that he probably didn’t want to be bothered.
The woman rolled her eyes and smiled at Aleisha as if it pained her to be polite. “Right. Well, I’m Jennifer Evers, and I don’t need an appointment. You see, I’m his fiancé.” She turned then and walked straight into Kyle’s office, closing the door behind her.
Aleisha stared at the closed door in utter shock and felt her heart drop all the way out of her body and through every floor beneath her in the building until it hit the street and splattered. She gasped for air and tried to get everything in her to keep working, but it felt like her whole body had suddenly been flash frozen and nothing was going to work at all.
She pushed herself away from the desk and rushed to the ladies’ room that was just down the hall behind her. It was at the farthest end of the floor, and no one else used it besides her and Grace, so she knew she’d have it to herself.
She covered her mouth with her hands as her eyes flooded with tears and her throat tightened almost to the point that she couldn’t breathe. She doubled over and closed her eyes, trying to find her center of gravity because it was gone. The whole room was spinning, and the whole world was spinning around her outside of the room.
In one moment, every bit of happiness that she’d had since she’d been promoted was ripped away from her. She began to sob. She was quiet at first, but then she planted her back against the door and slid down the length of it to the floor, letting the sobs get louder as she buried her face in her hands and pressed her head to her knees.
It couldn’t be possible, she thought, but then she thought back to the nursery in Kyle’s home and she realized that it was entirely possible. She hadn’t known him very long at all, only a short while. It was completely possible that he had been lying to her. Maybe this Jennifer Evers had been out of town or something, and it was her that he was planning on having a family with, and that was why the nursery was there in the house. He’d said that he’d been planning on it but that the plans had failed.
Maybe he’d been lying, she thought, just to get her to have sex with him. Some men were like that. He’d seen that she was attracted to him. Most women were bound to be attracted to him; he was beautiful and wealthy and successful. Perhaps he thought that he could just take what he wanted from her and then let her go when his fiancé came back.
She wouldn’t be able to do anything about it. She could shut her mouth or quit her job. They’d acted together, so it wasn’t sexual harassment at work. She had wanted him just as much as he had wanted her, except that she had meant it. She wasn’t tied down to anyone else when she had given herself to him. There was no way that she could have known he was with anyone else.
Aleisha groaned and shook her head as she cried. She had let herself fall so hard and so fast for a man that she had just met, and it had gotten her the worst heartache she’d ever known. She couldn’t even figure out how that was possible. She hadn’t hurt that much when she left Damien. No one had ever made her hurt that much. She had never cared that much for someone so quickly, and she’d certainly never wanted anyone as much as she had wanted Kyle.
She kept telling herself that she should have known. Somehow, she should have known, and she should never have fallen for him. She should never have given in to her thoughts and desires. She made fists with her hands and pounded them on the floor beside her. Her sister had told her not to let her thoughts and emotions get carried away with her boss, and she hadn’t listened. She had agreed with her sister and then just let all those words disappear in the wind, and now she was suffering plenty for it.
Making her way into one of the stalls, she threw up and wept some more. After long moments, she wiped her mouth and her eyes with tissue and left the stall.
Finally catching her breath, she walked shakily to the bathroom sink. Her eyes were red and puffy, and her cheeks were covered in makeup. She turned on the cool water and did her best to wash herself up.
She only knew a few things for certain. She wasn’t going to quit her job, she wasn’t going to ever let Kyle Drake use her again, and she wasn’t going to let him see that she had been hurt when he had used her as his own personal dupe. She might have been stupid enough to fall for him and his games, but she wasn’t going to let him know that he had taken a big chunk out of her heart.
When she was almost presentable again, she walked back out to Grace’s desk and focused on breathing. She was going to be alright if it killed her, especially in front of Kyle and his fiancé, Jennifer.