Forever Loved (Forever Lost Book 2) (4 page)

She was already fighting imaginary scenarios in which the “big, bad Mr. Solomon” was bending a new voluptuous stunner of an assistant over his desk and having his fun, all the while laughing at his foolish girlfriend for naively believing his promises. Cassie had somehow managed to convince herself that she wasn’t enough for him, and knew it would take a lot to change her low opinion of herself. When she’d kept him waiting so long to be intimate before, he’d gone elsewhere for the release she wasn’t giving him, and it made her want to vomit even contemplating that he might ever feel that way now that they were back together. Leo had promised her that he hadn’t slept with anyone since before the night of his fateful birthday party, and she believed him. His imprisonment helped her trust that story, but there would always be a teensy bit of doubt. She knew he wouldn’t have been using the other men around him to relieve that pressure in prison, but struggled to believe she could be everything he needed going forward.

Cassie pushed the despair away. She had Leo in her life again and knew that it was a time for celebrating, not for dwelling on her fears. The pair of them had barely left her bed those few days after getting back to her place following the play’s opening night, and it’d been wonderful. Cassie knew she had to get over her hang-ups and trust Leo to keep his word. They had a lot of making up to do, both in and out of the bedroom, and she couldn’t expect it to happen overnight.

“Who pissed on your chips?” Roger said with a cocky grin as he came into her office and took a seat without bothering to ask permission. Cassie giggled, but screwed up her nose in disgust at his rough British tone. He was clearly letting his Cockney accent out more than usual for comic effect, and it worked.

“Nice.” Cassie shook her head, but continued to laugh. “And, you don’t make any sense, by the way!” she added with a smile.

“I don’t know. You live away for a few years, come back with a weird accent, and now you seem to have forgotten all the Great British slang!” She really did like Roger, and loved the playful side he only showed once he’d done all of his security checks and had let his guard down a little. He was right though, and she hadn’t realized it while still across the pond, but her accent was now a mixture of British with the odd inflection in tone or American word. She was still struggling to drop her New York lilt even after having been away for so long, and being with Leo again didn’t help matters either, as his accent was even more of a mixture.

“You’re a good man, Rog. But you’re talking to a lady, and I would never say such vile things before or after my time spent living away,” she said, sticking her nose high up in the air with a cheeky smile.

“Yeah, yeah. Come on, Lady Cassandra, the theater’s about to open and you said you wanted to be there to greet the guests,” he reminded her, standing and ushering her outside.

The day really had flown by, but Cassie was glad for the busy time spent doing what she wanted to do with her life at long last. No one was telling her what to do, well, aside from the obvious with Roger, but he was doing it for her benefit. Despite their budding friendship, she was his employer, and knew all she had to do was say the word and he’d back down in a heartbeat.

***

It was well after midnight when Cassie left the theater, and Roger insisted in driving her the mile or so to Leo’s casino. She’d had a few texts off him over the day, mostly confirming her suspicions that he was incredibly busy as well, but she knew that he too was thinking of her and their amazing few days spent entwined on her sofa, floor, bed, and bath. When she arrived, the busy casino was still alive and bustling with clients, and it took her a few minutes to locate the private elevator Leo had told her about. Roger stayed on the periphery, having promised to wait patiently until Cassie found her man before he would clock off for the night, and she was glad. The bustling lobby and loud chimes from the casino were off-putting, and it was good to have him close by. She stared at the keypad, wracking her brains to remember the code Leo had told her, when a voice stopped her.

“Excuse me, Miss. But that lift is for staff only,” a scantily clad woman who was caked in thick makeup and teetering on six-inch heels told her with a scowl. Cassie smiled falsely, remembering back to when she was the penniless waitress and clueless escort, and rather than reply angrily, she gave the young woman the benefit of the doubt. Cassie looked at her nametag and addressed her politely.

“Good evening, Suzie. I’m here to see Mr. Solomon, is he free?” she asked, and the girl’s eyes lit up. Jealousy flared in Cassie’s gut and she wanted to slap that smitten grin off Suzie’s face, but forced her fake smile to stay put.

“You need to check in with us here first,” Suzie replied matter-of-factly, sauntering over to the reception desk and ushering for Cassie to follow. She did, and was sure to give Roger a wave to indicate for him to stay outside rather than come in to check on the hold-up. She didn’t need him stepping in while she was asserting her right to be given access to Leo’s private domain.

“It’s okay, really. Leo gave me the code, I just can’t remember it right now,” Cassie replied, but followed her over to the desk. She leaned against the counter and stared into the forced smiles of Suzie and the other two young women, and none of them said a single word of welcome to her. It appeared they didn’t believe her story either, and Cassie couldn’t wait to see their faces when they finally figured it out. One of the girls picked up a handset and pressed a couple of buttons.

“Mr. Solomon, there’s a woman in reception who says she knows you?” she said into the handset, before slamming it down and turning to Cassie. “He’s on his way, wait here,” she barked, earning herself a scowl, but she didn’t seem to care.

Before Cassie could reply, the
ding
of the elevator had her turning her head, and her gaze fell on the huge, gorgeous man who stepped out into the lobby. She sucked her bottom lip as she watched him stroll toward them, clearly the alpha of all that he surveyed. Leo’s business mask was firmly in place, and his eyes were ablaze, but he was so hot he took her breath away.

Cassie knew she wasn’t looking at Leo. She was looking at Mr. Solomon, and she loved seeing how he commanded the room without even trying. He looked amazing in his perfectly tailored suit and designer shoes, and Cassie adored the way he’d styled his dark hair in a short sweep over to one side. She spotted his diamond cufflinks and expensive watch as they glistened in the bright lights of the lobby, and had to smile. He looked every inch the rock-star chief executive, and she was pleased to discover him atop his throne again. She also knew that no matter what worries or doubts she might still have, that man was all hers, and his dominative stare as it washed over her told everyone so.

“Ladies, when Ms. Philips comes to see me, you absolutely do not detain her, and you most certainly don’t ever keep her waiting. You escort her immediately to wherever I am on the premises without delay. Is that understood?” he bellowed, and the three women all jumped in surprise, as did a few nearby patrons. They clearly hadn’t taken him for the “steady relationship” type, but Leo didn’t seem to care. He fixed each of the women with a hard stare, earning himself mumbled apologies while they blushed scarlet and looked down at the floor.

“Oh, Leo. Don’t upset the poor girls, they were only doing their job,” Cassie said, stepping closer and then gasping when Leo wrapped an arm around her back and pulled her into him with such force it made her head spin. He kissed her deeply, seemingly wanting to make it known that she was his girlfriend, as if they hadn’t guessed that already.

Cassie also appreciated the opportunity to show Suzie and the other girls that he was well and truly taken, so she kissed him back just as hard. Staking her claim over a man had never felt so satisfying. “Can I see your new office now?” she whispered in his ear when he finally leaned away, and Leo hummed softly in response before pulling her off and into the private elevator with a sly grin.

Roger was still waiting patiently outside the huge revolving doors. He gave her a nod from the doorway before he went on his way, and Cassie could do nothing but smile.

As soon as the elevator door was closed, Leo pinned Cassie to the wall and lifted her thighs up around his waist. He pressed his already rock-hard need into her and she groaned, pushing off the mirrored wall against him. They kissed with a desperate demand for one another that neither of them seemed able to fight, and Cassie was glad he didn’t hide his love for her, no matter where or when.

“I cannot wait to bend you over my desk and fuck this sweet pussy,” he whispered in her ear before finally letting Cassie drop to her feet. “It’s time to christen the office, love.” When they came to a stop, Leo grabbed Cassie by the waist and marched her down the corridor quickstep, clearly eager to have her naked as soon as possible.

***

Once inside, Leo turned the key in the lock and watched as Cassie removed her coat and hung it on his stand. He loved seeing her jacket hanging next to his, and guessed it was the little things that made a relationship work, not just the obvious. He stayed silent as she took in his new office, running her hands over the desk and his high-backed chair. She was so tactile, and he found himself envious of the plush leather and heavy wood. It got to enjoy her touch while all he could do was stand back and wait his turn like a good little boy. Her smile was infectious though, and Leo was grinning just watching her.

“No cameras this time?” she asked, catching him unaware, and Leo shook his head.

“There are cameras, but they’ve been deactivated. I won’t record us here, or at home. Not anymore,” he promised, and was surprised that it was all she decided to say on the subject. He knew she’d found out just how far his obsession had gone with her in New York. He’d bugged her cell and placed cameras over every inch of her apartment without her knowledge, and although that surveillance had come in handy many times, Leo knew it was wrong to invade her privacy like that. He hadn’t ever said sorry, though, and hadn’t once bothered to explain his reasons why. Leo honestly didn’t think there was any need. Cassie knew what he was and how he’d operated back then, and she’d accepted him for all those flaws when she’d given him her love. However, he was a changed man now, whether he liked it or not, and from now on he promised himself he wouldn’t betray her trust in him. He’d still kept tabs on her, but no way near what he used to do, and as far as Leo was concerned, that was progress.

“Good,” she replied thoughtfully, and then began unbuttoning her blouse after checking that each of the blinds was securely closed. Leo’s cock pressed into his pants and he was desperate to rush over there and take his lover hard and fast, but instead he forced himself to calm down. He watched the show, delighting in every movement she made as each item of clothing was discarded.

“Perfect,” he whispered. Leo watched as she perched on the edge of his desk and opened her legs. Cassie untied her hair, and the long dark ringlets fell across her shoulders and back. She was truly stunning, and yet he had the sneaking suspicion she was still unaware just how beautiful she was. Leo adored how confident she’d become, and waited with a patient smile as her hands slid over her glorious body to tease him.

Cassie started with her large breasts, cupping each one before kneading her nipples between her fingertips, and then she carried on down so she could rub gently at the apex of her thighs. Leo ran his thumb over his lip at the memory of having that same sweet spot on his mouth the night before, and finally stepped forward. He couldn’t wait any longer, and pulled off his shirt and tie in record speed before kicking off his pants and shorts.

It was then, under the light above the desk, that Leo noticed a small scar on the inside of Cassie’s upper arm. He ran his finger over it and frowned. Leo hated to see that her perfect, delicate body had been hurt again.

“It’s okay, Leo. It’s an implant,” she told him, pressing his finger into the flesh right above the scar. He felt something there beneath the skin, evidently a small piece of plastic, and raised an eyebrow at her quizzically. “It’s contraception, silly. I had it put in about six months ago after my periods were all over the place.” She giggled, and although Leo loved the sound, he couldn’t keep from silencing her with a kiss.

“I did wonder why you hadn’t asked me to get some condoms when we got back to your apartment the other night,” he admitted, kissing the small silver mark. Leo then headed toward her mouth again, but he took the long route via her nipples. Cassie arched her back, inviting him to return to her taught peaks, and he obliged. Leo sucked, licked, and nibbled at her, relishing in her elated sighs and blissful moans. When his hand crept up her thigh and he slid two fingers straight inside her, Cassie gushed and writhed against his hand. “Let me feel you come, baby. Let me see you,” he pleaded, and she came for him within seconds. Leo watched as her cheeks flushed and her skin puckered like gooseflesh, while her thighs trembled and she panted in shallow, delicate breaths.

“Leo,” Cassie sighed, leaning her head against his chest, and she was limp in his arms. “Make love to me.” He placed her back on the desk, one hand on the back of her neck while the other continued to stroke at her core. Leo held her safe, slowly commanding her, and she followed his lead. When she lay open and ready before him, he spread her thighs and guided himself inside. He hissed when she clamped around him, both gripping and stretching for him. Leo then began moving in time with her breaths, while Cassie peered up at him through hooded eyes.