Business: Phoenix #1 (8 page)

Hannah

When I get back to Newcastle I head straight to the
Phoenix Corps Building. I was going to take the rest of the day off but I have
so much paperwork to get through and with Casey being away I have double the
work load.

I set Casey’s emails to out of office and forward all mail
to my inbox.

I start to work through the huge pile of documents, authorizing
sick pay and holidays

Stephen calls in for a few signatures to sign some account
paper work off – when Casey isn’t here I’m the next in charge.

All of a sudden a number of email notifications pop up at
once. All of them addressed to Casey.

I’m coming for you. You’ve been warned.

I told you to watch your back you slut.

Stop fucking ignoring me!

You’ve pissed me off enough. Don’t push me further.

What the fuck? She never told me she had a stalker. I hit
the reply button.

I don’t know who this is, but this is Hannah, Casey’s
assistant. If you don’t stop with your psychotic emails then I’m going to
contact the police.

Ps – you’re not going to ‘get’ her – because she isn’t
here and even if she was, you’d need to get through me and about 100 other
people.

I pick up the phone and dial Andrews’s number.

~~~~~

Casey

I touch down in California at lunch time, there is a
driver waiting to take me to the Jackson Industry buildings.

When I get in the back of the limousine I change from the
clothes I have travelled in and pull a peach coloured maxi dress over my head
and strap sandals around my ankles.

I run a brush through my hair and quickly put some makeup
on.

As the car pulls up outside the huge building I slide my
Chanel sunglasses on and step out of the car. The driver lifts my case out and
helps me to the entrance before saying something and disappearing back to the
car.

I walk through the sliding doors and take a few moments to
calm down. My heart feels like it's going to come through my chest at any
moment.

I take a deep breath and walk over to the girls on the
reception desk; they are dressed smartly in matching white blouses with the
Jackson Industry logos.

"Hi, I'm looking for Matthew Jackson?"

The two girls look at each other before one speaks up.

"Sorry, Mr. Jackson is in meetings all morning. Can I
make you an appointment?" she smiles.

"Is James available?" I ask next.

She looks at her computer screen and then back at me
"No sorry."

"Is Kate available?" She's my last chance.

"Look, honey. I don't know who you are but as you can
understand everybody is far too busy for fan girls. You might have a chance to
speak to one of them if you go to an event where they are. Until then, join the
queue waiting to see Matthew Jackson." She nods behind me and I glance
over my shoulder and notice a blonde woman sitting alone on the low chairs, she
is concentrating on her phone in her hands. I can’t really see her face as she
is looking down, however I can already tell she is very beautiful. High
cheekbones, perfectly tamed hair, a slim figure and her short skirt shows off
her incredibly long, toned legs.

I snort as I turn back to the receptionist, how un-lady
like. "You think I'm a fan girl?"

"Aha." Is all she offers as she gives me the
once over with her eyes, which infuriates me.

"Look," I glance down at her name badge, "Natalie,
I don't know if you've heard, but Jackson Industries have just gone into
partnership with a company overseas called Phoenix Corporate---"

"I know. honey, I work for the company." She
raises her eye brow at me as she cuts me off mid-sentence.

"Oh, but I don't think you do. Honey, let me
introduce myself. I'm Casey Phoenix." Her mouth drops open as she realizes
who I am and I am grateful for my inner bitch making yet another appearance, "Now
I would appreciate it if you called Kate for me." I flash an arrogant
smile at her. One-nil to me.

A very red-faced and speechless Natalie picks up the
receiver and dials a number.

Within five minutes Kate is marching towards me with a
huge grin spread across her face, her red hair waving down and framing her
face.

"Hi Casey! How are you? Nice to see you over
here." She greets me with a hug.

"Hi Kate, I'm great thank you. Look, I don't mean to
be rude but I really need to see Matthew and the girl on reception wasn't very
helpful. Can you get me to him?"

Kate glances to the girls on reception and flashes them a
disappointed look. "Follow me Casey." She pulls my case and I follow.

On our way to the elevators, I get an anxious feeling that
I am being watched. I quickly scan the reception area and notice the blonde
woman is watching me intently, looking over every inch of my body as if trying
to size me up. Her eyes meet mine and she stares through me which makes me feel
uneasy.

I shake the feeling off as we enter the elevator which we
ride to the seventh floor. When the doors open we are at the top of a long hallway
with four doors.

"His office is the first door. He should be in
there." Kate smiles. "If you need me I'm on the floor below.”

I thank her before stepping out of the elevator.

I pull the handle of my case and instantly regret not
booking a hotel room, leaving my baggage and freshening up beforehand.

I look up at the plaque on Matt’s door confirming it is
where I want to be, where I need to be. I take in a deep breath of air before
lightly knocking on the door.

"Come in." His voice is hoarse.

I open the door and enter; the door is hinged so closes
once I am inside.

His office is large and decorated modernly with greys,
whites and blacks; it has a very masculine feel about it. In the centre of the
room there is a large, black granite topped desk with two large black leather
swivel chairs either side.

 He is standing with his back to me looking out of the
large window which takes up the majority of the far wall; He isn't wearing a
suit jacket, just a crisp white shirt. I can tell from his posture that
something isn’t right that he seems tense and annoyed.

“Yes?” He barks without turning to see who has entered so
I clear my throat and he spins round.

"Casey?" He squints like he doesn't believe what
he is seeing and I nod. “What the fuck?”

He makes his way towards me and I rush over to him. We
meet in the middle of his office and his arms wrap around me and I reach up to
kiss him softly on the lips.

"I can't believe you actually came. Thank you." 

"I couldn't stay away any longer." I reveal.

His mouth was on mine before I can draw another breath.
His lips move ravenously against me.

There's a knock at the door.

"Shit." He says. "I'm sorry you're going to
have to witness this babe, but I will explain everything later. I
promise." He kisses me on the forehead and ushers round to sit on his desk
chair before opening the door.

Matt

I'm ecstatic that Casey is here and she looks so
beautiful.

I'm just pissed that when I get reunited with her it has
to get ruined.

I open the door and Jess is standing with one hand on her
hip while the other pushes the buggy straight past me not saying a word. When
she notices Casey sitting in my chair she snorts. I close the door and stand
watching Jess.

"What are you doing here Jess?" I ask, my voice
composed.

"Who the fuck is she Matt?" She spits.

"She is none of your concern. Answer my question
Jess."

Jess ignores me and instead walks towards Casey, leaving
the buggy behind. She stops when she reaches my desk and puts her hands down to
put her face at level with Casey, trying to intimidate her.

"Who. The. Fuck. Are. You?" She growls at her.

Casey glances at me and back to Jess her eyes narrowing.
"My name is Casey and I don't like being sworn at." Her voice is calm
and collected. Casey is so sexy when she is in business mode.

Jess laughs in her face. "Don't think you're
something special, honey. After he gets you into bed he won't want anything
else to do with you."

Casey rolls her eyes. "Oh that's funny, he's had me
in bed over and over, yet he keeps coming back for more. I just don’t think you
were good enough, honey." Arrogance in her voice. "Oh, and so you
know - I'm here to stay." Her eyes are back on mine and I wink at her. Her
lips curl up into a small smile before she turns to look back at Jess.

Jess pushes back off the desk and she turns to face me her
face red with anger. "When are you going to realize that you belong with
me Matt, with me and your son, I'm not going to chase you forever."

I shake my head. "He’s not my son."

"Yes he is!" She screams.

"Prove it. Take the DNA test." I say through
gritted teeth. "Until then fuck off and don't come back."

I reach for the handle, open the door and stalk her out.

Once
out the door she turns around to glare at me and her eyes move toward Casey.
Before she can even think to give her the same look I shut the door on her
face.

~~~~~

Casey

I want to go over to him and tell him everything is going
to be okay, that we are here, together.

He barely resembles the man I know, the man who can make
grown men cry.

His eyes are sorrowful as he paces the length of his office
running his hand through his hair, my own following him every step of the way.

He stops and turns to look at me “The baby is not mine
Casey. I swear.”

I rise on my feet and slowly walk to him.  I can’t think
of the right words to say so I communicate with him the only way I think of.

So I kiss him.

I tell him everything with my mouth.  Every single emotion
I have felt over the past ten or so days and he talks back to me.

The kiss starts to get aggressive and my hands start to
roam his body. I run my fingers through his hair, down the back of his neck,
over his now relaxed shoulders.

“I have missed you so much, Matt.” I say.

He brings his hand to my chin then tilts me up when I
haven’t even realized I looked down.

“You need to trust me that the child is not mine Casey. I
don’t want that bitch ruining things for us.”

I make my mouth open but my voice fails me, Matt looks to
the ceiling. He keeps his eyes fixed upwards, suddenly unfocused.

“I do trust you.” I manage, “I’m just tired from the long
flight.”

His eyes return to me, relief showing.

And I am done talking, I’m done thinking and I am ready to
make up for lost time.

I press my lips to his and even though I feel a smile
forming beneath my lips, he kisses me back. His tongue runs along my lower lip
before slipping back inside to find mine.

He holds my face lightly, not how he holds my lower back
when we have kissed previously. This kiss is sincere.

We continue to kiss, tongues entangled and never parting. My
hands find the way up the back of his shirt and I feel his bare skin for the
first time since London. He breathes in deeply, not breaking our kiss.

He hasn’t moved his hand from my face and his free hand is
at the side of his body and I know this is him showing me I am in charge and
taking control.

I slowly move my hand round from his back to his torso and
move down, with my spare hand I start to undo his belt buckle.

“Casey....” He starts to say against my mouth. His voice
breathy and full of want.

“I need this Matt.” I stop him before he says anything
else and continue our kiss and I know he needs this too.

I open his belt and slide his trousers down. His passion,
want and need for me all showing as his hard dick presses through his shorts.

I rub him through his shorts and I hear him groan, it
sends vibrations through my body.

I drop to my knees and within seconds I have his shorts
down. I spend time kissing his thighs, getting closer and closer to his balls
each time.

He lets out a loud moan when I slide one of his balls into
my mouth; I suck slowly and switch to the other. I tenderly lick his balls
whilst warming them up with my hot mouth. My hands begin to start to rub his
cock.

“Oh, Casey!” He growls. He doesn’t seem capable of saying
anything else and I love the feeling of turning him on so much he can only
manage to say my name.

I run my tongue along the length of his shaft, paying
extra attention to the head, gently nibbling. I find a sensitive spot and run
my tongue over it repeatedly until it flinches against me.

When I realize he needs more direct stimulation, I finally
put my lips around the whole head of his cock and start to gently suck it, my
hands fondling his balls. I slowly lower my mouth and almost get the entire
length of him in my mouth.

I slowly bob my head up and down and glance up to him.

He is watching me intently, passion burning in his eyes.

I start to get more firm with my sucking, swirling my
tongue wildly around his cock.

His groans start getting louder and his breathing more
desperate.

He reaches his arms down and places them on my waist and
pulls me up.

“Fuck Casey, I want you so bad.”

“Then take me.” My voice is barely a whisper.

Our lips are back together, taking everything we can from
each other.

He places a hand on the small of my back and wraps a
strong arm around my shoulders and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around him and
let him carry me. He pushes my back against the wall and I keep my legs wrapped
around him. I run my hands through his hair and kiss him harder than I have
ever have before.

He pulls my dress up and I hold it up to free his hand. He
pushes my panties to the side and places his head at my entrance.

With one swift movement he’s inside me. He reaches his
arms up and rests them on the wall behind me and starts to fuck me hard and
fast. I lean my head into his neck and start to kiss softly, pressing in deeper
to hide my moans.

“You are so tight Casey. I’ve missed your pussy so much.
You are all I have been able to think about.” He whispers.

And with his words I feel close to collapse.

Sensing my orgasm is near, he grips my ass and pounds into
me faster and harder and I cry out.

“You’re so sexy when you are turned on for me, Casey. I
want you to come with me.”

It’s those words that tip me over the edge I feel as
though I have no bones in my body as my orgasm takes over me.

I hear him groan and feel him fill me full of his hot
liquid.

“My God, Casey, I don’t know if I can live without you for
much longer.”  He says softly, still holding me in place his cock still inside
of me.

“Good, because I feel the same way.” I say against his
neck.