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

BOOK: I Do The Boss: Billionaire Romance (Managing the Bosses Book 5)
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"Not whatever. If you like her, then tell her, Mark. Fight for her. Maybe she's just waiting for you to step up." Jamie nodded for them to cross the street. "Women want to hear that they matter. You guys don't say it enough. How about showing it?" She felt like she was trying to prod him. Just a couple hours earlier, she was saying that Kristen wasn’t the one for him.

"Maybe you're right." He held the door open to the building. "Go call you sister and see what she knows. I'm going to join Paul and Kristen."

"What? Really?" Jamie paused. "I just meant—"

"I know, but it's all good. See you soon." He turned and jogged toward them as Jamie swallowed her concern and walked back into the building.

At least one good thing had come of the day. Mark was going to fight for someone he wanted in his life. Jamie had no doubt that he would win Kristen back without much effort. He was too good a guy to ignore.

Chapter 4

 

She got too busy with returning calls and working through a few documents that Alex had e-mailed her to worry much more about her family or their involvement in the recent interview in the paper. After a long day at the office, she drove home in stony silence and let out a long sigh after getting into the house and locking the door behind her.

A long swim would do her good. She changed into her suit and grabbed a towel before feeding her dog, Jake, and then spent a few minutes playing ball with him. Alex’s texts said that he wouldn't be home before midnight, and where she would usually have gotten upset about having another night to herself, this one was more than needed.

The water was warm in the pool, which was almost soothing. She would have to figure out what to say to her family, but maybe just playing around the edges of the conversation would have them opening up to her instead. After a thirty-minute swim, she dried off, made herself a sandwich, and snuggled up on the couch.

Christine answered on the first ring.

"Jamie?"

"Sorry to bother you so late. I just wanted to—"

"Did you really let Stephen videotape you guys fucking? I've been sick about it all day." Her sister's voice was laden with tears.

"What? Of course not." Jamie sat up, her body going rigid. "Why would I do something like that?"

"Because I know how you are about sex. Stephen's a god in the bedroom. Why wouldn't you let him tape you? I'm honestly confused about all of this. It's disgusting and such a sad plea for attention. You should be ashamed of yourself." Christine sniffled several times as anger burned through the center of Jamie.

"Are you fucking kidding me? Your piece of shit husband gives a nasty, slanderous interview to a national magazine about me, and you're upset with me? Is this a joke? Am I being punked?" Jamie shot up off the couch as the room dimmed just a little around her.

"It's always about you, isn't it? You haven't even stopped to think about how embarrassing your actions might be to me. To Alex! I thought you cared about him, but you don't. You care only about yourself, just like you always have." Her sister was yelling by this point, which was beyond absurd.

"I cannot believe we're having this conversation." Jamie let out a sharp laugh before pacing the floor in front of the couch. "So let me get this straight... you knew that Stephen spoke with the magazine about me? Do Mom and Dad know what you two have done?"

"Us two? Oh, hell no. You're not pulling me into the middle of this."

"I hope you choke on something or trip and bust your fucking teeth out." Jamie hung up and tossed the phone down on the couch before letting out a painful yell. How dare her sister turn the finger back on her? What was she thinking? Christine hadn't a logical bone in her body. That she would marry someone Jamie had been dating for a damn year was the first clue that something was off.

She screamed and stomped her foot. "Idiots!"

She walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bag of cookies, not caring how many was in a serving, or how shitty she would feel later. She'd just shoved two in her mouth as the sound of the front door stopped her.

"Jamie?" Alex's voice reached her and should have offered comfort, but he wasn't happy by the sound of it.

She tugged her robe tighter, suddenly feeling like the overweight maid caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "In here." She finished what was in her mouth and turned to see him standing in the doorway to the kitchen.

He looked delicious in his suit and tie, but the grimace on his face said that he was less than thrilled. Was he judging her for eating cookies at ten at night? For looking like hell after her swim?

Every insecurity she had came rushing back to wrap around her, and she felt alone. Tired. Used up.

"What the hell is this?" He lifted the paper and dropped it on the counter beside him. "You let Stephen film you guys fucking? Really? Who does that?"

"What?" She wrapped her arms around herself. Was this day really happening? "Do you think I'm the kind of girl who would let Stephen film me having sex with him?"

Fucking sounded so crass all of a sudden. Something dirty to be ashamed of.

He ran his hands through his hair and tugged. "No. Yes. Fuck, I don't know. This day has been horrible, and now this."

"Now this?" Jamie pressed her fingers to her lips as tears burned her eyes. "Now what? My ex-boyfriend, who is also your ex-friend, splashes my name all over the place as a worn down, sex-starved slut, and you're upset? I'm no longer Cinderella, with a pretty rags to riches story, but now pretty woman with a horrid past and loose morals?"

"Jamie." He walked toward her, but she held up her hand and pressed it in the middle of his chest, keeping him at a distance.

"No. To hell with you. All of you. I've been kicked a million times today. Get another punching bag, or maid, as it were." She moved past him, feeling his grasp on the back of her arm.

"Baby. I'm sorry. I didn't—"

She whipped around. "No, that’s right... you didn't. You were too busy worrying about your own public image to consider me."

"Jamie." He walked after her, following her into the bedroom, and grabbed her firmly.

She was too tired to fight him, and the inside of her chest felt raw from holding back her need to break down all damn day. She sunk into his hold and let out a soft sob. "I know I'm not good enough. I'm fine with that. I just don't want to be reminded of it." She cried as he rubbed her back of her head and pressed kisses to the side of her face.

"You're far better than me, baby. You know that. These people skew the truth. Stephen won't get away with this. I'll call my attorneys tomorrow. He threw lies into that interview, Jamie. None of that is true." He cupped her face and lifted it toward his, leaning down and kissing her softly. "I love you with all my heart. You're everything to me. Stop focusing on everyone else."

"You're focusing on them too." She pressed her hands to his chest. "I'm heartbroken over everything that happened today, but I'm devastated by the things Stephen said."

"He's a liar and he's jealous. You know this." Alex slid his hands over her neck and pushed her robe from her shoulders, leaving her bare.

"I'm not sex-starved. I just enjoy it more than I should. I'll try and schedule something with a therapist." She covered her chest and glanced down, feeling more embarrassed than she should have.

"Don't you dare. I love you the way you are. You enjoying sex is something I adore." He touched the bottom of her chin and lifted her face. "Don't degrade yourself for another minute. Stephen means nothing, right? I'm your man, and you're soon to be my wife. The rest of these bastards can rot."

"Okay," she mumbled as a fresh wave of tears slid down her cheeks.

"No more crying, beautiful girl." He wiped her tears before pressing his warm mouth to the side of her neck.

Slowly she loosened up and slid her hands over his shoulders, pressing herself to the front of him.

"There you go. Let me in," he whispered against her ear. "Forgive me for being an idiot and not seeing your pain today."

"I don't want to talk about it anymore." She slid her fingers through his hair and clung to him.

He picked her up easily and walked them to the bedroom, setting her down in front of the bed and pressing at her shoulder. "Lie down and let me look at you. You're the best part of my day."

Jamie didn't speak, but crawled up on the bed and lay on her back, watching him undress as he watched her. The thick swell of his chest muscles caught her attention, and warmth rushed through her, budding her nipples and leaving her without a care in the world other than pleasing him.

"You look good enough to eat." He licked his lips before tugging his slacks off and crawling up on the bed to hover over her lower half.

"Then you should eat me." She smirked as he chuckled.

"Fuck, I love you." He slid his hands up her thighs and nudged her legs open before leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to her sex. "I plan to, just in case you were wondering. No more thinking tonight. Just open up and let's enjoy each other."

"I want that." She lifted her hands above her head and opened her legs for him. The growl that left him shot tendrils of pleasure racing through her. A biting gasp left her as he pressed his mouth to her center, kissing and licking at her slowly at first, but quickly gaining speed as if he were starving.

"So beautiful, Jamie. Moan for me." His fingers slid deep into her as he pressed his mouth back to her.

She arched her back and closed her eyes, letting herself be dragged into the heart of his attack. It was passionate and filled with the kind of love that had the power to heal her for good. After all those years of not being good enough, Alex Reid was going to ensure that she was well taken care of and adored in the process.

She slid her fingers into his hair as tears blurred her vision and her first orgasm spread across her, wracking her with an intensity she hadn't felt for some time. His deep grunts accompanied his lapping at her, leaving her soaring high.

"More," he whispered against her wet flesh and glanced up as he sucked her clit into his mouth.

"Oh fuck," Jamie mumbled as she dropped her head back and lifted her hips, needing more of him.

He gave it to her. His assault was beyond intimate as he touched every part of her and worked her over the edge again before crawling up her body and resting on his knees as he watched her.

Strong hands ran up her waist and palmed her breasts as she twitched from residual pleasure. She glanced up at him, enjoying far too much the demanding look on his perfect face.

"Nothing matters but this right here. Us." He ran on hand down the center of her body, fingers laying over the sharp curve of her breasts before sinking his thumb down into the wet curls between her thighs. "Let it all go and watch me make love to you."

"Please?" she whimpered as he took hold of himself and pressed into her. Nothing else mattered but him joining his body with hers. She needed his closeness, the intimacy of their sex, to revive her spirit.

He leaned over and took a shaky breath as a cute smile played on his lips. "How is it that you feel better each time we do this? I swear you're a goddess."

"Hush." She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him down to lay flush on her. "I wanna taste you, Alex."

"Mmmm... tomorrow at the office. Come get under my desk and make me uncomfortable, like I'm breaking all the rules just for you." He smiled and leaned down, kissing her as she chuckled. "No? Come on, baby. Be dirty for me."

"Dirty?" She pressed her heel into the bed and forced them to roll over, trapping him beneath her before sitting up and pressing back on the thickness of his cock.

Their groans filled the air around her as she rocked against him, taking in more and more until her ass rested on his thighs.

He tightened his hands on her thighs and closed his eyes. "Hold on. I'm so close just from seeing you. From tasting you." His voice was nothing more than a strained whisper.

She took advantage of the moment and ran her hands over his firm abs and strong chest. He was intensely sexy, a man made for the bedroom as much as the boardroom.

"Now... ride me." He bit at his lip as he opened his blue eyes and nodded. "Hard."

"Whatever you want." She pressed her hands to his chest and leaned over, taking him with an intensity that needed to come out of her. All of the angst and anger that burned her during the day was bled out through her motions, her desire to let all else go and just enjoy the base animalistic need to make her man come.

"I want you," he choked out and pulled a few pillows under him before reaching out and gripping her ass tightly. He jerked her up faster, lifting his hips and meeting her stroke for stroke.

"So deep," she whispered as her head dropped back and eyes closed. The feeling of being opened up for him, by him, was heavenly.

"I love how well you take me. So fucking hot." He gripped her ass tighter with one hand and used the other to press against the top of her chest, holding her at a reclined angle as they took turns trying to outdo one another in their lovemaking.

She let out a cry as her orgasm burst across the center of her stomach, and swatted his hand away from her chest so she could press herself down farther and enjoy the intense experience he offered her. She half expected him to come with her, but when he didn't she moved off of him and turned around, leaving her ass on display as she mounted him again.

"Mmmm... fuck. I love this position." He ran his hand up her back as she started to work him again. "You look so damn good. My naughty princess."

She glanced over her shoulder and smirked. "The naughty princess wants her hair pulled."

"Consider it done." He reached up and slid his strong fingers into her hair, gripping it tightly and pulling her back a little as she continued to fight against him. He smacked her ass hard before squeezing it and growling again.

"Ouch!" she cried out.

"Sorry... Just seemed like the right thing to do," he chuckled.

"Do it again." She pressed her hands on his thighs and leaned over a little as he sat up and pressed his mouth to her back.

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