I Do The Boss: Billionaire Romance (Managing the Bosses Book 5) (14 page)

"I would love that." Jamie smiled. "That would be incredible, but Mark's going to be the best man, or so I imagine. Is that okay?"

"Oh yeah. Mark and I worked everything out the other day. He's a lot like Alex. Just a good man, trying to make his way and figure things out." She smiled and turned to the hostess. "Two please."

"Then it's settled. You'll be my maid of honor. We need to get you a dress." Jamie slid into the booth across from Kristen and ordered a drink the minute the server showed up.

"Do you have your dress?" Kristen leaned forward, pressing her forearms to the table. "There's a huge sale online right now at the Bridal Extravaganza."

"Really? No, I don't have it. Maybe I'll get online and find one tonight."

"Let's do it now." Kristen pulled out her phone and moved to the other side of the table to sit beside Jamie.

A warmth swept across Jamie that she hadn't felt in a long time. She missed Gina, but maybe a new friendship was the answer to that. That Kristen would be willing to be in the wedding without too much notice said a lot about the girl's character.

Alex and Mark weren't the only good people trying to find their way through the wicked world around them.

It would seem Kristen was too.

"Finally," Jaime muttered under her breath as she parked outside the hospital the next day. Alex was released to come home, and she'd turned over the office to Dillon, one of Alex's senior advisors who played well with everyone and worked almost as hard as Alex himself.

She smoothed down her blue button-down shirt and wiped at her teeth, suddenly a little nervous about how she looked. It was silly, but wanting to be picture perfect for the man would be something that was sure to plague her for the entirety of their lives together, though he would never demand such a thing.

The hospital halls were busy as usual as she walked toward Alex's room, and after knocking softly, she opened the door to find him up and dressed in a pair of slacks and a black t-shirt. He looked like sin incarnate.

"Hi." She smiled and closed the door behind her, pausing to take him in.

"Hi, beautiful. You ready for me to come home?" He extended one hand to her, beckoning her to come to him.

She didn't hesitate, but walked across the room and slid into his arms, enjoying greatly the long kiss he awarded her. He licked and sucked at her mouth while running his hands down her back and cupping her rear.

"I'm so ready." She kissed him again and wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to be careful of any tenderness he might have from the wound. "Just a night together with nothing on but the TV, and no one to deal with. Yes."

"Actually... I have a surprise for you." He smiled and kissed her again quickly before pulling away. "Let's get home, and I'll explain."

"Why do I feel like your surprise is going to take away from a quiet night for just the two of us?" She smirked and walked to the door, holding it open until he joined her.

"It’ll be just the two of us, but I'm not sure quiet is going to be the mood of the evening." He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and glanced down at her as they walked through the lobby. "I'm all checked out, so we can get the hell out of here. I never want to do this again."

"It's been quite an experience." She snuggled against his left side and tried to ignore the warring emotions within her. Why he would want to go out and do anything after just getting out of the hospital was beyond her, but then again Alex Reid was unpredictable if anything.

"How's the firm? No burning down the building, right?" he chuckled as he released her and walked to the passenger side door. "You drive?"

"Yeah, sure." She got in and buckled up before looking over at him. "It's all good. Dillon is keeping an eye on things for us today and tomorrow. I know you probably want to get back into the swing of things, but Dr. Bennett said to take off the rest of the weekend. I think it's a good idea that you do just that."

"I'm fine with being off this weekend." He reclined his seat a little. "I like that shirt. Looks really good on you." He reached over and ran the back of his fingers past her nipple, causing her to stiffen.

"I guess you spoke with Mark about him maybe looking at other opportunities?" She reached out and took his hand, lifting it to her mouth and kissing his fingers before nibbling along one of them.

He growled softly. "Yeah. I see where he's coming from, but I'm not sure I agree with him leaving just yet. He needs to build up his résumé, but he's not the kind of guy you can tell anything to."

He sucked a breath in between clenched teeth as she slipped one of his fingers into the warmth of her mouth. Her body reacted violently to the sight of him leaning back and letting out a sensual groan.

"I need you," he mumbled and scooted closer as she pulled out of the parking lot and released his hand.

"We'll be home in about twenty minutes." She glanced over at him as her heart began to race. He looked hungry for attention. Attention that she wanted to give him in large doses.

"Too long." He smiled and slid his hand down her thigh, only to drag her dress back up with him as he came to the junction between her thighs. "Black panties. I love it."

"I thought you might." She tried to find enough air to breathe as his fingers danced across her mound. "Alex. I can't drive with you touching me like that. You know you make me crazy with lust."

"I do?" He glanced up and licked his lips before slipping his fingers under her panties and petting her in long strokes.

"Fuck," she mumbled and gripped the wheel with both hands. Him being in the hospital with nothing to do was obviously not a good thing, and yet a really great thing too.

"I want to. Now." He moved up a little and pressed his fingers into her body, turning his face to watch her as she let out a long groan. "So hot and wet. I love how ready you are for me."

"You're going to get us in a wreck." She glanced over at him, memorizing how incredibly beautiful he was in the midst of his nefarious acts.

"Then pull over. Find somewhere to park so I can lie down and take care of you." He licked at his lips again, and she growled, pushing at him.

"Stop it. You're too much." She arched her hips, hating like hell how quickly he could turn her into the needy whore Stephen tried to paint her as. He was right in a lot of ways, but she wasn't like that with anyone but one man. Her man.

"Come on, let me have you. It's been hell being at that hospital. I just need some of your warmth." He pulled his hand from her and turned, sliding the other one into her panties and working her slowly as he moved up and pressed his mouth to her throat, sucking softly and then harder. “Just one little taste.”

"I'm going to come if you don't stop," she groaned loudly as she missed their exit.

"Good. I wanna feel it when your body contracts. Scream for me." He pressed his mouth to her ear. "Scream my name."

And she did. She pulled the car to the side of the freeway and arched her hips as she screamed out his name and lost herself to his touch. He was rough and unyielding as he pressed his upper body against her and pumped his fingers in and out of her.

"I love it. I love you. Sexy thing." He shifted and pressed his lips to hers. "My mouth is next."

"Please," she whimpered softly before sliding her hands around his perfect face and kissing him deeply.

He made love to her mouth as his fingers teased her expertly. "Hurry up and get us home. Our flight leaves at seven tonight."

"Flight?" She pulled back from him as he moved over to his side of the car and gave her a smile.

"Yeah. You've wanted to go on vacation. So, we're going." He licked at his fingers, driving a stake of desire through her like nothing she'd ever felt before. "But I'm eating you out first. Get us home."

"Okay," she whispered and pulled the car back on the road, not worried at all about her dress being hiked up. Hopefully the sight of the wet silk would tease him as badly as he was working to tease her.

She parked the car and got out, pulling her dress down and hurrying around to open the front door while trying to catch her breath.

He grabbed her the minute she closed the door and pulled her to him, crashing into her and running his hands all over her as he tore at her clothes. "You're mine. Do you know that? Forever." He moved her toward the couch and urged her to lie down while he worked on his clothes. "We’ve got an hour. Let's use it wisely."

She reached up and brushed her fingers over the gauze on his chest as her heart broke. "I'm so sorry about this, baby."

"Hush. It's nothing now." He pulled his pants from his legs and smiled down at her as she lay naked and trembling slightly on the couch. "You're everything I want."

"Me too." She reached for him, turning him and positioning him to enjoy her while she enjoyed him as well. He pressed his mouth to the center of her need as she spread her legs wide and let out a groan against his lower stomach.

His cock brushed by her cheek, and she turned, running her lips along it before taking in as much as she could. The vibration of his grunts against her flesh while they tasted each other left her dizzy for more. He worked her so well that she found herself coming up off the couch as her body exploded.

He locked his arms around the back of her thighs, not letting her go as he lapped at her and held on tightly.

Jaime worked him with her hands and mouth as she tried to keep her head about her. The fact that he was home was almost too much to comprehend. It had been a lonely few days.

"So fucking good, baby." He licked at her a little more as she continued to work him. His breathing hitched as he bucked his hips, lifting up a little and glancing down from his position above her as she continued to suck and stroke him. "Hot."

She mumbled her response and continued to give herself to him until he cried out and gripped the couch, losing himself and shouting her name.

It was hard to come down from the high he had her on, and he didn't seem to have the desire to let her. He moved in between her thighs and tugged her lower half up from the couch to rest on his thighs as he positioned himself to enter her.

"You're gonna love this place. Sun and sand, me and you, and lots of fruity drinks and sex." He pressed into her and forced her to take all of him in one hard thrust.

She moaned loudly and arched her back as he worked her while watching her intently. His free hand roamed up her stomach, playing with her breasts and cupping her neck from time to time.

"I just want to be with you." She gripped his arms as he leaned over a little and continued his assault, his eyes closing as his breathing deepened. "I'm so close again. How do you do this to me?"

"I was made for you." She gripped his shoulders and worked him from underneath until he groaned and bucked against her, coming and taking her with him over the edge of pleasure.

He collapsed on top of her, smiling like a tomcat. "Damn, I love you, girl. You drive me crazy."

"Good. Hopefully it’ll help keep you sane."

He laughed. "Yeah, ’cause that made sense."

"Get up and let’s get ready for this vacation. I want all the things you've promised." She rubbed his chest before pulling him down for a long kiss.

"And then some?" He got up and helped her up. "Go get in the shower and I'll start packing up our stuff."

"As you wish." She turned and let out a yelp as he popped her butt softly.

"I wish you would leave your clothes here and let me just follow you around naked for the weekend." He lifted his eyebrow.

"Do you know how many women would be clinging to you? I'm tired of drama. You need to pack clothes. Lots of them. Baggy clothes!" she called out over her shoulder before disappearing into the bathroom. The sound of his laughter left her feeling better than she had in days.

*

"So where are we going?" Jaime glanced over at Alex as he settled down in the seat beside her. The private jet was simple but elegant.

"To a private island I rented for the weekend. We'll be there in a couple of hours." He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed the back of her fingers. "I just wanted to treat you and to show you that I love you. I know all of this stuff with the papers has been getting to you, but hear me when I say this... I'm no prince and you're not Cinderella. Unless, of course, you want to be?"

She laughed and pulled her hand from him. "Of course not."

"Right. I didn't think so." He smiled and ordered them both a drink. "You're the one who saved me from living a lonely life of being a bachelor. I swear nothing feels as good as it does when I’m with you."

"It's love." She snuggled up beside him and rubbed his chest softly. "Speaking of... we need to plan the wedding. I know you want to get married sooner rather than later, but I need a date. I don't want you springing things on me last-minute. It's too stressful to plan a wedding with no time to do it."

"I understand. I'll give you plenty of time or I'll do it myself. How hard can it be?" He smiled and leaned down to press his lips to hers.

"Oh brother. You have no clue, do you?" She moved away from him and worked to take off her shoes.

"I guess not. You know I want something extremely small and intimate." He rubbed her back as she bent over.

"I'm good with that. I need to have my mom and dad there, but other than that... Oh." She sat up and looked over at him.

"Oh?" He lifted his eyebrow.

"Yeah, oh. I meant to tell you that I asked Kristen to be my maid of honor. I hope that's okay." She pulled her legs up in the seat and snuggled back down beside him.

"Really? I’m cool with that. She okay with my brother being my best man?" He kissed the top of her hair before running his fingers through it.

"Yeah. They worked everything out, from what I can tell." She let out a long yawn and closed her eyes. "It's been weird without you at the office."

"I bet. Did you find a secretary for me?" He brushed his lips by her forehead and breathed in deeply.

She moved back and laughed. "Yes, and I need a raise for going through that trauma."

"Trauma?" He grinned as his eyebrows rose. "That bad?"

"Yes,
that
bad. Where do these people get their nerve? Half of them were flashing too much leg or boob, and all of them but one was upset that I was giving the interview instead of you."