Business and Pleasure (7 page)

“Oh. She’s your partner, isn’t she?”

“Partner? No. She’s my CFO and hates being
left out of the decision-making process. She did not agree with my
decision not to try harder to convince you to sell, but as I told
her, that’s something she’ll just, have to get over.”

“Oh.” My mind starts racing. So, witchy
woman doesn’t like me, and apparently, she wants my company even
more than Alex does, or did, so what does that mean, exactly?

“Alex, if I ask you a question, will you
promise to give me an honest answer?”

He looks into my eyes and holds my gaze. “Of
course.”

“Are you no longer interested in my
company?”

“I am interested in you, Elizabeth, and only
you.” He answers me quickly, almost as if he’d expected the
question and already had his answer prepared.

Planned or not, his answer makes me melt. We
make our way back to his limo, and I realize how much I don’t want
to go home. I want to spend as much time as I can with him. Just
the thought of going home without him makes me sad.

“What is it?” he asks. As usual, he senses
my mood.

But what am I supposed to say?
I’m going
to miss you
?

“Elizabeth?”

“Oh, it’s nothing, really…just...” I take a
deep breath, and then I jump in with both feet. “Would you like to
stay at my place tonight?”

Holy crap… I can’t believe I worked up
enough nerve to just ask him that, and I rush to explain.

“I would understand if you said no. I mean,
I know we both work tomorrow, but I just thought maybe you would
like to, well, you know…spend the night with me.”

When I finally paused to draw a breath and
check out his expression, I found him smiling. Grinning, actually,
and no doubt getting a kick out of my rambling statement, I’m sure
of it. I open my mouth to tell him to forget it, to apologize for
being such a clod, when he puts a finger to my lips and silences
me.

“Elizabeth, my dear,” he says softly, “I
would love nothing more.”

*****

We make it back to my place around six. Once
upstairs, we order in some Chinese food and share a bottle of my
favorite Cabernet Sauvignon to wash it down. As we eat, I look out
the window, and it begins to rain. How perfect is that? Once we
finish dinner, we walk over to the living room, where we can relax
and watch the rain fall through my huge windows. We sit on my
comfy, oversized sofa with our glasses of wine, kick off our shoes,
and enjoy each other’s company. The silence is comfortable, and
it’s like he belongs here.

“So, are you going to tell me how you have
this beautiful apartment? I mean, I know your publishing house is
very successful, but there’s no way it’s
that
successful. I
don’t mean to be rude; I’m honestly just curious.”

I pull my feet up on the couch and tuck them
under my legs and ask myself how much I really want to tell this
man.
Oh, why not
…? I take a deep breath and begin.

“Okay. Well, my parents owned a company
called Neo Corp. I’m sure you’ve heard of it. When they passed away
seven years ago, I inherited their controlling shares of the
company…fifty-one percent, to be exact. The money I make from Neo
Corp is what allows me to afford such luxuries as this apartment,
the suits I wear, the car I drive, and my publishing house.”

He looks shocked for a moment before
speaking again.

“It’s my baby.”

“I completely understand. If I may ask, why
do you still play an active role at Neo Corp? Why not just sell
your shares and be done?”

“Neo Corp was very important to my parents.
I feel like I’m honoring them by continuing what they started.”

He looks at me for what feels like hours.
“You amaze me, Elizabeth.”

All I can do is smile. I have no idea what
to say. That I’ve managed to impress a man such as Alex floors me
and my self-confidence soars. He’s truly amazing, so incredibly
charming.

The sun is almost set, bathing the apartment
in a nice, warm, romantic glow. I glance at Alex out of the corner
of my eye, wishing we were kissing right now, but I’m not making
the first move. Why do I have butterflies in my stomach? I mean,
I’m not exactly a virgin. The mere idea makes me snort softly. So
then why do I feel nervous now? Alex sets his wine glass down on
the coffee table and moves closer to me. My heart rate accelerates,
I can barely breathe, and he has his hand on my thigh, which isn’t
helping me maintain my composure. Not in the least…

“I get to you, huh?”

“Yes.” I manage to breathe out.

“You do the same to me, Elizabeth.”

Just the sound of my name on his lips is
like an aphrodisiac, making those butterflies in my belly move a
little faster, a little crazier. Alex slowly moves a strand of hair
away from my face and tucks it behind my ear.

“Your move, beautiful.”

What! Why do I have to make the first move?
He nuzzles my neck, then whispers in my ear. “Your house, your
move. I understand if you don’t want to go there just yet, but I
highly believe you do. And honey? So do I.”

Holy crap. I can’t move. I can barely
breathe. I want him. I want him more than anything in the world
right this moment. Oh, what the hell? It’s now or never. Grow a
spine, Elizabeth. I press my lips softly against his, before
standing up. Holding his gaze, I remove my shirt and then step out
of my pants. A few seconds later, I’m standing before him, wearing
only my red bra and matching panties.

“My move, sir. Follow me, if you wish.”

I begin walking toward the bedroom, and not
once do I look back. I can hear the rustling of clothes coming off,
and instinctively I know he’s only a couple steps behind me. I want
to turn and look at him so badly, but I force myself to keep
walking up the stairs to my bedroom. Once I make it into my
bedroom, I turn on my light but keep the dimmer turned way down
low. The rain is still falling outside, adding to the romantic
ambience. I walk toward my bed, and I swear I can feel his breath
on my neck. Suddenly, his hands are on my hips, turning me around
to face him.

“Well played, Elizabeth. Now that I I’ve had
an eye full of you, it’s your turn. Look at me. I know you want
to.”

He steps back so I can get a better look at
him, and I suck in a breath at his beauty. He’s truly magnificent.
His suits do him no justice whatsoever. He’s not skinny; he’s built
like no man I’ve ever seen. His six-pack abs, solid chest, and
muscular legs and arms proclaim the amount of time he must spend at
the gym. His arms draw my attention the most; they’re a lot bigger
than I thought. Those suits hide a ton! My gaze finally drifts in
the direction about which I have the most curiosity…downward, over
his chest, his abs, and coming to rest on his rock hard
erection.

“Oh, my God.” I know this sounds like a
cliché, but he’s huge! Not unnaturally so, but definitely bigger
than what I’m used to. A good nine inches, easy! Suddenly, I know
this is going to hurt a little, but I don’t care. All I can think
about is taking him inside me.

“You like?”

Like
? Shit…my mouth’s watering. Hell
yes, I
like
.

“Yes.” The answer comes out as a whisper. “I
want to touch you.”

He nods, but says, “Ask.”

“Alex, may I touch you?” I ask without any
hesitation.

He closes his eyes, and when he opens them,
they’re filled with desire. He wants me to touch him.

“Please,” he says simply.

I reach out tentatively and wrap my hand
around him, grasping his thick shaft. He’s rock hard, but his skin
is soft. I lick my lips, my mouth once again watering for a
taste…just a tiny, little lick. I have the sudden urge to fall to
my knees. I want him in my mouth more than I want him inside my
pussy. At least for the moment.

“You have a dirty look on your face,
Elizabeth. What are you thinking?”

Instead of telling him, I decide to show
him. I go down on my knees and quickly take him into my mouth. I
can feel every muscle in him grow tense as he realizes what I’m
doing. I take him deep, savoring every moment.

“Oh, God… Jesus, Elizabeth.”

He rests his hands on the back of my head,
not pushing or forcing, just setting them there, which makes the
whole encounter even more erotic. I pull back, then immediately
take him into my mouth once more. I love this. I love how he
responds. I peek up at him for a moment to see him with his head
tilted back, his mouth wide open. Yes he’s enjoying this. I pull
back and stroke my tongue down his length before taking him again.
He moves his hands to my arms and lifts me to my feet.

“Oh, baby…what you
do
to me.”

I know I have a huge grin on my face, but I
can’t help myself—I feel sexually powerful, knowing I can make him
shake with delight.

“So, that’s how you want to play, huh? Okay,
my turn.”

He backs me up toward the bed, and before I
know it, my knees hit the edge of the mattress and I’m falling,
flat on my back. I hurry to scurry backward, using my arms and legs
to crab-walk up the mattress, but he’s on me in an instant, Just as
my head finds the pillows, indicating I’ve gone as far as I’m going
to go, Alex covers my body with his. I think he’s going to kiss me,
but as he’s about to press his lips to mine, he drops his head and
instead nuzzles my neck. He places kisses down my neck to my
collarbone, some light, some heavy and passionate. I think he may
give some attention to my breasts, or at least I was hoping so, but
no.... He presses a trail of kisses between my breasts then down my
stomach. I’m already losing my mind, and so far, he hasn’t touched
me anywhere he couldn’t touch me in public. I don’t know how much
more I can take. Once he reaches the bottom of my stomach, he
kisses each of my hips, then the inside of each thigh. He moves
slowly, gently, lulling me into a sensual haze, so when his lips
touch my pussy, my ass comes up off the bed, and I yelp in
surprise. He rolls his tongue around my clitoris, making me nice
and wet, before pulling back and softly blowing, coating me with
his warm, moist breath. My entire body cried out for release. I
feel like I’m on fire. I need him…now.

“Alex!”

He leans back to look at me. “You need only
ask, Elizabeth.”

“Fuck me, please, now!”

“Yes, dear.”

He climbs between my legs, bracing himself
with one hand, while he takes my breast in the other. He guides my
nipple into his mouth and suckles as he shifts his hips and slides
inside me in one slow, deep thrust. I lift my hips upward to meet
him, causing him to go deeper.

“More, please! Oh, God, Alex…more.”

“I love the sound of my name on your
lips.”

He drives into me again and again. My
muscles are tense, craving release. My mind is a complete blur. I
couldn’t even tell you my name right now. I’m lost in an erotic
haze. Alex thrusts into me a few more times, and the pressure
builds until finally, the sweet agony of my orgasm washes over me.
Alex cries out at the same time, and in the next instant, he finds
his release inside me and then he collapses on the bed next to me.
I have never felt so satisfied in my entire life. My body is
covered in sweat, and I’m shaking all over. Who would have ever
thought sex could feel like this intense? He wraps his strong arm
around my stomach as I lay and gaze up at the ceiling. I’ve never
felt so complete.

Chapter Five

“Good morning, beautiful.”

I open my eyes to see Alex staring at me. A
smile lights up his handsome face. I could definitely get used to
this. He looks so cute, with his sleep-tousled hair and his wide,
warm eyes gazing at me.

“Good morning.”

I stretch my arms over my head, and he grabs
me and pulls me into a tight embrace.

“Did you sleep well, Alex?”

“Better than ever. I love waking up to
you.”

He places a kiss on my cheek, and then my
neck. Heat pools inside me, and I’m instantaneously aroused. I can
tell he feels the same when his kisses become much more aggressive.
He cups my breast, and then dips his head to take my nipple between
his lips. He suckles me for a moment, before drawing back and
blowing on it gently. A greedy moan escapes my lips, drowned out by
the blare of my alarm going off.

Shit. Monday. We both have to get ready for
work. Alex lets out a sigh.

“If I had my way, Elizabeth Hamilton, I
would stay here and make love to you until the sun goes down, and
then keep you up half the night, as well.”

That sounded heavenly.

“Something to look forward to, then?”

He smiled as he kissed my cheek once
more.

“Definitely.”

We both climb out of bed, and while he heads
for the shower, I head for coffee. As I’m sipping my coffee, Alex
comes walking down the stairs, looking just as sexy as ever, even
with clothes on.

“I could get used to this,” he says.

I can’t help but giggle. “What do you
mean?”

“Why, waking up with you, of course. Walking
down the stairs and seeing you. Just being around you.”

How did he always know the exact, perfect
thing to say?

“I think I could get used to it, too. In
fact, I know I could.”

Alex smiles sweetly as he walks over to me.
He leans down and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek.

“I really
don’t
want to go to work
today, but unfortunately, I have to. I had a wonderful evening,
Elizabeth. I hope to see you again soon. Like…
really
soon.”

“I had a wonderful night, too, and yes,
we’ll need to see each other again.”

Alex grins, gives me another peck on the
cheek, and then heads toward the front door.

“I’ll be in touch, beautiful,” he calls out
over his shoulder.

As soon as he shuts the door, I find I
already miss him. What in the hell is going on with me? I’ve never
missed a man, except for my father. What is he doing to me? A quick
glance at my wristwatch tells me I don’t have time to think about
this now, so I push those thoughts away while I run up the stairs
to get ready for work. But the whole time I’m getting ready,
memories of last night, spent with Alex, make me smile.