Authors: Scarlett Avery
Unbearable Passion - Total Abandonment: Billionaire Erotica Romance (Unbearable Passion series Book 4)
Copyright © 2014 Scarlett Avery
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Book 4—Unbearable Passion
Total Abandonment
By: Scarlett Avery
© Scarlett Avery 2014
ISBN: 978-0-9938604-3-0
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Total Abandonment
Chapter 1
We stand in the middle of the Vegas airport unable to detach ourselves from each other.
We’re both about to board our flights back home. Bryce is returning to Silicon Valley to open the New York office and move some of his personal belongings into his new home in the Big Apple. He promises he’ll be back in New York within the week and I hope nothing forces him to stay away from me for longer.
We hear the last call for my flight and we both know we only have a few more minutes together. He smiles at me like a boy with a new toy as he brings my hand to his lips. “It’s only for a few days. You’ll see, I’ll be back in New York in no time.” He kisses me, a deep, lustful kiss that awakens my desire for him. “I love you,” he says, as he kisses the tip of my nose before resting his forehead against mine. “There’s something I think we should talk about before you go back home.”
“What is it?”
“Sofia, I don’t want you to continue working for Todd. I’ll rip someone’s head off for sure if another guy fucks you. I don’t know if I can ask this of you, but I can’t stand the thought of someone else touching you.” He curls his lips in a menacing way.
“I don’t want any other hands touching me but yours.”
“I know you might not be ready to let me know who caused you to take a position at the escort agency, and I understand you might need the money, but what if there was another way out of your situation that didn’t involve working for Todd?”
“I’m capable of much more, but working for Todd was the fastest way out of my situation,” I reply with a pang of sadness at the fact I allowed things to get so out of hand in my life that sex for hire was the only way out.
“Listen, I know first-hand how smart you are. Let’s find another, much more creative profession for you that doesn’t involve you having to put anyone’s cock in your mouth other than mine.”
I can’t help but smile.
“Seriously, Sofia. I may have paid for your service the first night we met, but we both know now I belong to you. You own my heart. You always have and you always will. You own me so bloody completely I had to keep buying your services and book you as many nights in a row as I could because I wasn’t going to let another guy touch you. You’re mine and I’m all yours.”
He loves me. He really loves me!
“I’m going to miss you, Bryce.”
“We’ll be in touch every day this week. I promise. Now go on before you miss your flight and I’m forced to take you with me to Silicon Valley.”
I run to get on my flight and only dare to look behind me once. He’s standing there watching and waves. I love him so much. This is going to be the longest week of my life.
I feel like I’m walking on air during my first twenty-four hours back in New York. I’ve played our conversation over and over in my head and I have to pinch myself to confirm I’m actually awake. It feels more like a dream than reality to me still.
I’m not sure what the future will look like, but I feel confident enough to walk into Todd’s office the next morning and announce I won’t be working for him any longer.
“I’m not surprised. The way Bryce reacted to you from day one clearly indicated this was more than an arrangement. I’ve been doing this long enough to know when a man falls for a woman,” Todd says, as he shrugs his shoulder and waves his hand as if to brush something away from his face.
“I want to thank you. You were patient with me and willing to give me a big client who turned out to be an incredible man,” I reply.
“Listen, honey, if you need to, don’t be shy to call. Both Bryce and Dennis had incredible things to say about you. I know it’s wishful thinking on my part, but I want to keep the door open for you.”
I gesture for him to lean down, kiss him on the cheek and hug him with all my strength.
“You’re a great man, Todd.”
“You’re pretty awesome yourself, kiddo. Now get out there and make this man very happy,” Todd replies, as he hugs me tight.
I spend the next two days running around tying up loose ends and sorting my affairs. Thank God, I’m able to use the generous amount of money Dennis paid me to taper off my financial hemorrhage. By the end of the second day, I’m physically and emotionally spent, but I’m so grateful because things are finally looking up in my life.
After a light dinner and a long hot bath, I crawl into bed hoping I’ll be able to catch Bryce since we haven’t had a chance to speak to each other for a few days. I rest my head on my pillow and close my eyes to rest for a few seconds when my real phone rings. I recognize its distinctive ring tone and decide I’m just going to let it ring when I suddenly remember that I gave Bryce my actual number before we left the Vegas airport and this explains why I keep missing him. I jump out of bed and run across the hall to snatch the phone from the desk in my office.
“Hello?” I answer.
“Playing hard to get?” Bryce’s voice is rich and soothing, like a glass of aged rum. “I thought you were avoiding me. You kept texting me from your other phone, but since you gave me this number in Vegas, I responded on this phone.”
I’m such an idiot.
“Bryce, I totally forgot. It’s been a busy few days. I’ve missed hearing your voice. How are you?”
I can’t hide my grin. I’m secretly pleased he’s tried so hard to reach me.
“I’m good. I’m packed and nearly ready to come back to New York. I have my initial team ready to move the second my assistant finds us an office. I’m counting the days.”
“Guess what?” I ask, excited to share the good news about Todd.
“What?”
“I met with Todd yesterday and told him I wouldn’t be working for him any longer. I’m not sure what I’ll do next, but I’m not sure I can be with another man and then be with you.”
“Good girl. I’m happy to hear that, baby. How did he take it?”
“He took it well and wished me the best.”
“Awesome. I’ll be in New York in a few days and we’ll figure something out. I know tons of influential people,” Bryce says confidently. “How was your day?”
For some reason his question arouses me. “I just took a long hot bath to help me forget how busy the last few days have been and how much I miss you.”
“I can’t tell you how much I’d rather be lying next to you instead of being surrounded by all these packing boxes.”
“I’d like nothing better.”
“What are you wearing?”
I look down. “An old tank top that’s too large to fully hide my breasts, so my boobs are swinging in the wind. Too bad you’re not here to cup them,” I say, knowing I’ll get a reaction from him.
“So you’re going to play me like that, are you?”
“Well, you asked,” I say, as I turn on the speakerphone so I can free up both hands.
“I guess I did. Are you only wearing a tank top?”
“Yeah. I was in bed with my eyes closed thinking of you when you called. I’d planned on touching myself as I relived our Vegas getaway.”
“Hmmmm. Why don’t I help? Spread your legs, Sofia.”
I contort my body in order to quickly remove my boxer shorts. There was no point ruining his fantasy.
“Don’t touch yourself yet,” he interrupts. “I want to be the one guiding you.”
“I’m all yours,” I say, my heart beating a mile a minute as I become aroused by our conversation.
