She leaned even closer, making sure to crush her breast against his chest so he was sure about exactly what she was offering. "Who said I want you to stop at just kissing me?" she asked, her eyes glittering from the lights... Daring him... Seducing him.... She moved her arms from his waist to his neck and pulled his head down to hers. She kissed him passionately, hungrily. Like she had the night they met at bar. Remembering that, remembering how that night had turned out, he pulled back. “Are you sure you really want to do this?” She chuckled. “What are you so worried about?” The truth was that he was the one who was worried. Worried that it would be harder for him to let her go if he didn't stop kissing her. She had already done enough to him....not on purpose... But he could barely stop thinking about her. He wanted her to be with him. He wanted a real relationship... A family... Kids. Kids? Dear god! His mind was wandering. And it was such a shame that he wanted all of this wit
He was pumping into her hand as his tongue trailed a hot path down her skin. “Yeah, like that,” he groaned and nipped the skin of her collarbone with his teeth. "Just like that baby. Don’t stop" Chloe shivered and clenched her teeth as she fought to hold in the moan of pleasure that soared through her body. This was just sex. It wasn’t some epiphany that would change the way she viewed relationships or even how she felt about Timothy. It wouldn't change him leaving or anything else but oh God she didn't want to stop. Couldn't even if she wanted to. She needed his clothes off and moved her hands from his rigid length up to his chest. When she was about to push his jacket over his shoulders, his hands stopped her and Chloe looked up to find his gaze on hers. Before she could speak he scooped her up, carrying her through the doors and into the bedroom. While he took his time laying her down on the bed, his hands moved furiously to remove her dress. Chloe was just about to lift her leg
“This time,” he said, his brow furrowed as he eased onto the bed. “Just this one time we’ll go fast.” Chloe didn’t know if she should thank him or not, but the thought died when Timothy planted his hands under her ass cheeks and spread her enough so that his dick could slide into her with one slow and viciously erotic thrust. Timothy knew exactly what was happening here. He should have guessed it would go this way. Chloe would fight to control every situation. She would hold on to that control like a safety net and the only way beneath the shields she’d erected around not just her heart, but her entire life, was through pleasure. It was the one thing she couldn’t fight, because she hadn’t received enough of it in her life. She hungered for it even though she would never allow herself to admit that. But Timothy knew and he’d waited long enough for the moment where he could start to push past her barriers. He’d eased into her until his heavy sac touched the warm wetness of her folds.
Christina did not look convinced. Instead her eyes narrowed as she stared at him. "You seem to have forgotten that I know when you are lying to me, Evan" she said. "Tell me what's going on." She looked at the floor before she added, "Are you not okay with me showing up at the party?" Evan immediately rushed to her. He held her hand and used the tip of his finger to lift her chin, forcing her to look at him. "Please believe me when I say this Tina. The best part of the party was the moment that you showed up. Your presence made it perfect so don't ever think that you showing up was a problem. As for my silence, I was just thinking about some work stuff. I'm trying to come up with a way to get Luthor Corp’s account too. That's all... Really. There's nothing to worry about" Christina flashed him a smile. "Okay" she said, "I'm glad I came too. I will go up to the room now and get ready for bed" Evan nodded. "Sure" he said as he released her. "I will be joining you soon" After Christi
“You don’t have to be nervous,” he said. She finished the water and looked toward the end of the bed where Timothy now sat. “Why would you think I’m nervous?” she replied. "I never said that I was" “You’re not talking.” he said. “I was drinking.” He shrugged and took a gulp of his water. “Guess what I mean is that this doesn’t have to be uncomfortable. We can just take things as they come.” he explained. “Right. For the few hours until morning” Chloe glanced at the clock. It was almost two in the morning. “I’ve had a really long day.” “Me, too.” Timothy finished his water and walked around to the other side of the bed. “I was hoping you weren’t going to expect sex all night long. I mean, not that I wouldn’t be glad to oblige. I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t fall asleep on you. But it might be a good idea to get some rest.” She hadn’t meant to, but Chloe smiled. “I never said that I was expecting sex all night long either” He nodded and smiled at her. "Great then. We agree.” He pr
Sex had never been like this for Timothy. Never before had reason fled so completely, to be replaced by pure mating instinct, the visceral, primordial need to join himself with another. He suspected the same was true for Chloe. She moved like a wild thing beneath him, locked into an age-old rhythm, uttering guttural, uninhibited sounds that pushed him right to the edge. She curled a leg around his thigh as if to lever herself over him. Timothy easily rolled the two of them to position her on top. Her slim thighs flexed under his fingers as she raised and lowered herself, drawing him into her slippery, welcoming heat. He slid his hands over her hips, her slender waist, up her rib cage and higher. Her breath caught as he stroked those beautiful, dainty breasts and plucked the stiff tips. Her feminine muscles tightened around him, and he groaned and laughed at the same time, perilously close to climax. He felt Chloe's fingers on his face, her touch soft and delicate as she traced his f
Shamelessly Chloe rode his hand, rocking into his caress, clawing his shoulders, feeling the exquisite tension in her belly coil tighter and tighter. In the next instant, Timothy was lifting her and turning her, and bracing her back against the tile wall opposite the shower head as she instinctively wrapped her legs around his hips. He pressed into her in one long, smooth stroke, never taking his gaze from hers. Something passed between them then, something both frightening and exhilarating. In that instant Chloe knew that she’d been changed forever. No matter what the future held for her, Timothy had left his stamp. She had never experienced anything like the fierce, stabbing pleasure of taking Timothy inside her body. It was a sensation so intense, it was akin to being turned inside out, body and soul. The shower spray bounced off his back and her lower legs as he drove himself even deeper into her, holding her up with seeming effortlessness. The soapy lather between their bodies
"Gotta go now. You take care of yourself... And be safe" he said. Chloe nodded and swallowed the lump in her throat. "Last night was... Amazing" he continued. "I had a great time. I will call you when I get home... I mean... If you don't mind." This time she gave him a small smile. Not knowing what to say... Or at least not knowing the right words to say them. He seemed to understand because he planted a kiss on her forehead before grabbing his phone from the nightstand and walking out of the room. Chloe continued to sit on the bed after he left. She couldn't understand why she was so upset when she was the one who had turned him down. This was crazy and she needed to get her brain checked, she thought, but it still didn't stop the tears from falling from her eyes. She wasn't in a relationship with Timothy, but she knew for sure now that she couldn't be in one with Matthew either. Her head was filled with thoughts of Timothy and she knew that it wasn't going to be fair to Matthew
He pressed a finger to her lips. “Shh. I don’t want to hear that word cross your lips. It’s me who is sorry. I was an ass. I said despicable things to you.” Her eyes widened, and she felt the ridiculous urge to cry again, as if she hadn’t done enough of that in the last few days. “First, I want to talk about this,” he said as he drew out the dreaded newspaper clipping from his pocket. She froze, her stomach seizing with dread. “Don’t look like that. I don’t believe a word of it. But it’s obviously an important part of your past. It hurt you and it’s affected a good portion of our relationship. I want you to tell me what really happened.” Her lips trembled and she twisted her hands nervously in her lap. “I got out of college, intending to rule the world. I loved it…I loved my job. I was in a big, busy city, and I was away from home, away from my family. At the time that was important to me. I was stupid.” “I think we all go through the desperate need to get away from our family,”
It was written in the guise of an article announcing the deal brokered between Packard Enterprises and Golden Gates promotions. It detailed her job history, colorful as it was, to the present and hinted broadly about there being a relationship between her and Timothy. Nothing was left to the imagination. Everything she’d worked so hard to overcome had been splashed in excruciating detail. She should be angry. Furious even. But what she felt was…..resignation. She looked up into the worried eyes of Bryce as the realization hit her. It would always be something. Timothy was right to be angry that she’d placed more importance on what others thought of her than she did what he thought of her. As long as the people she loved knew the truth, it shouldn’t matter what some stranger thought. Evan believed in her and her abilities. She had the backing of her agency. She had people who loved her unconditionally. Timothy evidently didn’t care who knew they were involved, so why should she? For
Love was such a messy emotion. It was bound to be inconvenient. You sure couldn’t put it on a schedule and love never played by the rules. He liked rules. And schedules.. Ah, hell, he was absolutely in love with her. It was why he was sitting here in such a terrible mood that his usually easygoing office staff wouldn’t come near him for fear of being decapitated. He looked again at the article, and his chest utterly caved in. Chloe. God, he’d been such an idiot. A complete and utter, madly-in-love moron. He’d reacted just like a petulant child, furious that his favorite toy was being taken away. In this case, Chloe had wanted to put their relationship on hold and all he could see was that she was pushing him away, and sacred that she'd leave him again, he had panicked. He’d been a total ass. She needed him. Needed his support. And he’d told her to take a hike. Worse, he’d arrogantly told her not to bother changing her mind and come crawling back. He winced. Holy hell in a bucket
She sighed. “I’m in love with him. And now he hates me.” All four men’s mouths rounded into Os. There was marked silence, and she regretted having blurted out that fact. Love was girly stuff, and none of the men looked like they had a clue what to say or do next. “Look, I appreciate you guys. I love you all to pieces. I don’t know what I would do without you. I don’t expect you to fix this for me. I’m not a little girl anymore. I’ll figure out something. I just needed a place to lick my wounds and regroup.” Peter frowned. “Now, you wait just one damn minute. You’re family, Chloe. I don’t care how old or how big you are.” Even Darell scowled and nodded his agreement. Bryce merely squeezed her hand and told her bluntly to shut up. “You can always come to us when you need us and we'll be here for you,” Darell said in his soft, gravelly voice. “That doesn't and will never change. We love you and we’ll always be here for you to come running to. You got that?” “Yeah, I do.” “Now com
"Maybe you did… or maybe not," Chloe replied. "I think I did the same with Timothy, and I understand how you feel. But you and Tina are soul mates. You have been married for years. You have been been through so much together, and I believe that if any couple can pull through this, then the both of you can… just like you did before" "How is that supposed to happen when she won't even let me see her or speak to her? She fucking hates me" "I don't think she does. As a woman, I understand her perfectly. You screwed up, don't pressure her into forgiving you. That will only make her resent you even more. Give her some space. The truth is that you can't make her forgive you, so what you have to do now is stay away… even if it's for a while and let her decide if she wants you back" "And if she doesn't?" Evan asked, dreading the reply. "Then you have to live with it. It's hard, but it's the consequences of your actions. That's life…" Evan felt dejected and stared at the closed door for
There was a wary look in his eye that warned her this wouldn’t be easy. But then he didn’t give a damn about what people thought. He wasn’t ruled by the opinions of others. As she had so many times before, she wished she could be like him. Instead of answering him, she rummaged in her bag for the stupid gossip rag and then she thrust it at him as if it was self-explanatory. And it was in a way. He glanced over the paper and then looked back up at her. “So? What’s the problem?” he asked. She knew he’d react that way. Positively knew it, and it drove her crazy. She wanted to scream and rail at him, but she’d come across as some hysterical banshee, and then he’d never take her concerns seriously. “That’s not all,” she said stiffly. “It’s all over the Internet. An advertising community site has it on their blog along with some snotty little line about how I got the account after the announcement of you signing with golden gates.” He looked blankly at her. “I fail to see what the big
With a sigh, she explained the whole sorry tale about her her history with Timothy, their reunion and their trip to the beach house. She left out the mushy details she’d shared with Ann. Evan was, after all, A. her boss and B. a man. He didn’t need to know that she’d stupidly fallen in love with a man she’d be working with for a long time to come. It made things entirely too messy. What if they broke up? Would Evan feel weird about continuing the relationship with Packard enterprises or would he take his business elsewhere? There were a million reasons why she should have never ever gotten involved with Timothy , and yet, she hadn’t heeded any of the warning signs. “I overheard what Ann said about how it shouldn’t matter to me how you got the account. I won’t lie. It doesn’t. Furthermore, it’s none of my business unless you broke the law or did something to damage the reputation of Golden Gates. I don’t think this qualifies. My concern is for you. I know how devastated you were by w
Chloe and Timothy returned from their trip as a couple, but he had to go back to his home and so did she. After a Sunday of fielding curious questions from Bryce and his brothers about where she had been the past week, Chloe was relieved to go into work on Monday. She wasn’t ready to admit to them that she and Timothy were anything more than business associates. She loved them for their undying loyalty and their absolute faith in her. But for some reason she was reluctant to confess to a relationship with Timothy. She was late, thanks to a traffic snarl that lasted an entire hour and an already late start from her apartment. By the time she made it off the elevator, it was closing in on noon, and her mood was in the toilet. When she saw Caroline, she knew something was wrong. The usually cheerful receptionist eyed Chloe with something that looked suspiciously like pity, and she refused to hold her gaze for long. Not even wanting to know what that was all about, Chloe bypassed her us
Evan Reese opened the front door of his house and headed straight to the kitchen. His wife, Christina stood at a table, frosting a cake. She looked up in surprise to see her husband and dropped the piping bag. "You are back, " she said. "Is something wrong? Did you forget something?" Evan shook his head. "No… I mean… yes." He scratched his head and then buried his face in his hands and sighed deeply, which made Christina even more concerned. She immediately washed her hands in the sink and came towards him, but when she reached out to touch him, he pulled away. "Please don't. Not right now please." said Evan. He was afraid that if he let her touch him, he would change his mind about doing the right thing. He wanted to keep his marriage, but he knew that secrets like this were of no use. They usually ended up coming to light, and he feared that the damage it might cause would be even worse. It was best to rip out the bad aid and face the consequences of his actions. "Tina, there'