If I Told You (31 page)

“The truth is, I’m lonely, Brooklyn. I just didn’t know I was.”

I tilt my head and make a sad face. “Oh, Rhys.”

“I see now I need more in my life than just casual hook ups with beautiful women. I need another rare gem, but I want to keep her this time. I want a relationship. Being with you, I finally saw the value in getting to know someone, in learning about a person, in talking and laughing, and just hanging out.” He smiles, walking toward me again. “I’m thankful you came into my life. I don’t know how long it would’ve taken me to get to this place.”

I smile not sure what to say.

“I think I could’ve fallen in love with you, but you would never be able to return those feelings. I admit, it’s been a very humbling experience.”

“I hope you know I never meant to lead you on. I was just confused.”

“I do know. You understand now that you’ve always been in love with Flynn?”

“Yes.”

“Good. I want you to be happy even if it’s not with me.” He extends his arms for a hug, and I walk into them, holding him tightly. “I know he understands how special you are, and he’ll be good to you.”

“I want you to be happy, too.”

“I am. This has been an incredible experience for me. The next woman I date will benefit from it.” He kisses the top of my head, then lets me go. “I’m gonna head out now. I decided to take a week off and go visit my family in Connecticut. Then I have a bunch of new restaurants to review when I get back.”

“I’ll be reading.”

He pinches my chin gently. “I’ll be happy knowing that.”

We both turn to the door when we hear a slight knock. Flynn walks in carrying two coffees from Java. He looks back and forth between me and Rhys as his jaw twitches.

Rhys smiles. “I was just leaving.” Approaching Flynn, he extends his hand. Flynn sets the coffee down and shakes it. “I’m really happy for you. As you know, she’s great.”

Flynn nods. “Thanks, man. Sorry about how things went down.”

“You couldn’t help it.” He leans close and whispers something I can’t hear, then turns back to me. “Take care of each other.”

“Hey,” Flynn says before Rhys leaves. “You’re welcome at Flynn’s anytime. There’s always a seat for you.”

Rhys smiles. “I’ll take you up on that. You’ve got the best panna cotta in the city.”

After he leaves, Flynn looks back at me. “What was that about?”

“Just closure and making peace with everything.” I take a coffee. “What did he whisper to you?”

Flynn smiles. “He said he concedes defeat.”

I tilt my head. “Why would he say that?”

“I mentioned how he came to see me a long time ago at the restaurant right when you two started dating. He confronted me on our relationship and before he left, he said may the best man win.”

“Ah. I see.”

“So I guess I did.”

“I didn’t know it was a battle.”

“Neither did I.” He pulls me close. “I denied having feelings for you, but he knew. It seems everyone did but us. I guess we just didn’t want to see it.”

“True.”

“And now here we are.”

“Yep.”

Flynn grins, takes the coffee out of my hand, and puts it on the desk. “Here we are, all alone in your office.”

Grinning, I wrap my arms around his neck. “And?”

“And I’ve always wanted to bend you over this desk. Whaddya say?”

“Do you even need to ask?”

Flynn locks the door, then turning back to me, he grins. “Pull your pants down for me, Brooks. Let me see what you got.”

“This?” I ask as I tug down my yoga pants. “You want this?”

“Mm hmm, I do.”

“You didn’t get enough this morning?”

“Nope. Did you?”

“Never.”

Grabbing me around the waist, he pulls me into him, and I rub his cock through his jeans. “Do you know how crazy it makes me that you never wear panties?”

“You like that about me?”

“I do.” He slides his hand between my legs causing me to sigh.

“What else do you like?”

“The way you taste.” Lifting his fingers to our mouths, he licks them, then I do the same, flicking my tongue over them. “You are so hot, baby.”

I unzip his jeans and release his dick from the constraints of his boxers. “I need you.”

He slides into me and begins moving deep within me. He has the best cock ever. The best.

“I always knew…” he murmurs.

“Knew what, baby?”

“That we’d be perfect together. Sexually compatible.”

I smile. “Enough talking now, Flynn. Make me scream.”

“With pleasure.”

Being inside Brooklyn is like nothing else. I’ve been with so many women, so many I can’t count, but none of them have ever felt as perfect as this one. Gazing down at her smiling face, I grope her tits, the ones I’ve craved for years, as I pound into her, living the dream I’ve had since I first laid eyes on her. I just didn’t know that I could fall in love, that it would be with her, that she could love me back.

As her head falls back, all that pretty blonde hair of hers tumbles onto the desk. She’s so fucking beautiful. More than beautiful. She’s phenomenal. She’s everything. Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me in deeper and she moans. It’s the best sound I’ve ever heard, her moans caused by me. I finally got her.

“Ooh, Flynn, baby, you feel so good.”

That’s all the encouragement I need. “Hold on to the desk.”

She grips the edge, and I unleash on her, driving my dick in her as deep as possible. My eyes follow the motion, in, out, in out, that beautiful pussy gripping my cock with each thrust.

“Jesus, you’re perfect, Brooks.” I release into her, closing my eyes as she milks every drop from me. Leaning forward, I hold her close, nuzzling her neck and kissing her softly. She strokes my hair with her arms wrapped around my neck.

“So are you,” she whispers.

I pull out slowly, watching as cum drips out of her. She looks down, grinning and dragging her finger through it.

“Stop that.”

“Why?”

“I can’t take it.” Without thinking I drop to my knees and bury my face in her pussy, not knowing what the fuck has gotten into me. When I look up, Brooklyn is watching me, biting her bottom lip, with a devious smile on her lips.

“Mmm,” she murmurs. “You’re the best, Flynn. No one eats pussy like you.”

Digging my fingers into her thighs, I suck her clit, causing her to squirm. I slide several fingers inside her wet pussy and pump and suck until I feel her clench around me.

“Fuuuck…” She moans, grinding into my hand. A minute later, she falls back on the desk, breathing heavy. Hovering over her, I watch as she opens her eyes. “Kiss me.”

Our mouths come together, tasting of each other, as we press together on her desk. After a moment, she opens her eyes, softly running her fingers down the back of my neck.

“Can I say something weird?” she asks.

“Hit me.”

“I’ve had a lot of sex in my life. You know this.”

“I do.”

“I can honestly say it’s never been this good. Never.”

“You know why, right?”

She nods her head. “Because your dick is massive?”

I laugh softly. “Because neither of us have ever had sex with emotion before. This is the shit people talk about that I never understood until now. Now I get it.”

“Oh yeah. That must be it.” I help her upright, then pull my jeans up as she wipes herself with tissues and gets her clothes back on. “You ever do that before?”

“Do what?”

“Go down on a girl you just came in.”

“I’ve never come in a girl before.”

“Huh?” She tilts her head. “Oh. Condoms. Got it.”

“Always.”

“But not with me?”

“Why would I? I know you. I know how you are about that shit.”

“Yeah. I think the last time I had sex without one I was sixteen.”

“Right. So we’re good.”

“Yeah. We’re good.”

“Besides, I don’t give a damn anyway. I’m yours for life.” I step closer, rubbing her cheek. “So no, I’ve never done that, but I fucking liked it. I like exploring everything with you. I like that sex feels new again.” I grin, moving between her knees. “You were so wet and soft and now you’ll be at work all day with me on you and in you. Nothing could possibly turn me on more than that.”

“Me too, Flynn.”

I kiss her softly before backing away. “I have to go. Dinner tonight?”

“Every night.”

The next day, I’m just finishing the inventory order when Melissa walks in my office.

“Hey, Chef.”

I look up from my paperwork. “Hey, kiddo. What’s up?”

“You busy?”

“Just finishing up.”

She walks in front of my desk. “Are you feeling better?”

“Yeah. I’m great. Thanks for asking.”

“Good.” She pulls up her skirt, revealing the fact that she isn’t wearing any panties. I’m staring at her bare pussy, actually bare, with not a strand of hair in sight. Shit.

“Interested?”

“That’s nice, but, uh—”

“I want you to fuck me, Chef. Please.”

“Oh shit.” I stand, running my fingers through my hair. “Put your skirt down. I can’t do that.”

“Why not? I’ll do whatever you want.”

“I appreciate the offer, it’s just that I’m not available anymore.”

Melissa tilts her head, furrowing her brow. “You’re with someone?”

“I am. I’m with Brooklyn.”

“What?”

“Actually, I’m glad you’re here. We need to talk about what happened between us. I broke a huge rule of mine with you, and this is exactly the reason why I don’t mess around with people that work for me.”

“Brooklyn?”

“Mel, what we did was wrong, and I need to—”

“Oh God!” She gasps. “Don’t say it. I’ll do it for you. I quit.” She turns around and runs out of my office.

Dammit.