His Boss’s Daughter Page 6

  Do I do it? I ask myself cautiously. Or do I not? What the hell do I do?

  My fingers shake, I feel a pain racing through me, the indecision is killing me… but then, to be honest, there is only one thing I want to do. I want to hear her, I want to know what she has to say.

  “H… hello?” I say, unable to keep the shake from my voice. “Alexa?”

  “Hi, Reece.” She sounds shy, very much unlike her usual self. “Sorry it’s taken me a long time to call you. I have just been trying to work out what I want to say.” She sighs loudly. “I didn’t think you’d want to speak to me either. The way that I behaved today wasn’t acceptable. I shouldn’t have run off like I did.”

  “I completely understand it, I didn’t feel anything bad about you, it’s…”

  “It isn’t how I really feel,” she jumps in. “I just want you to know that. I might have panicked for a moment, but that isn’t what I think. It was just… I don’t know. I needed a moment to let it sink in.”

  I sit up straighter in the bed, allowing these words to wash over me. This is the exact opposite to what I wanted, I was supposed to be putting her off me, yet it feels good to have her coming back around to me. It’s like I can’t seem to stop myself asking for trouble. I’m diving in to it head first, no consequences stopping me.

  “I understand.” I sound weird. Almost monosyllabic. “It’s… yeah, a lot.”

  “I would like to see you again, you know. In whatever way you want.”

  “You mean… like as friends?” I gulp, this word almost sticking in my throat.

  “Friends… or more if you would like to. I don’t know. After everything that you’ve been through, I wouldn’t want to put any pressure on you. I just… I don’t know, I guess I really like talking to you.”

  Oh wow, this sends an actual shiver racing up and down my spine. “I like talking to you too.”

  “So, we could spend more time together then?” I can practically hear a smile in her tone. “Like, now?”

  “Well, I’m at home right now. My son is here, and I don’t know if I should leave…”

  “I can come to you. I don’t mind that. I can even meet your son if you’d like me to.”

  I’m stunned, blown away. She’s gone all the way from running away from me, to asking to meet my son. I am no way ready for that, but the idea is nice. The fact that she would actually want to…

  “He’s asleep right now,” I laugh. “But you could come over, I suppose.”

  “Oh, but what about Valencia? Does she live-in with you? I don’t want to get caught out.”

  “I could sneak you in, if you want? You could come in quietly through the back door.”

  “Ooh, sounds exciting,” she giggles. “I like the idea of that. I will be there soon.”

  The deep thrill that races through me suggests that I really am ready to give this a chance. This as a friendship, nothing more. I’m not about to push something that’s so scary, but I have to admit, I do like being around this girl and I would like to know more about her. I would kinda like her to know more about me as well.

  “I will message you my address. And I guess I will see you soon then.”

  “Yep, great. See you in a while.”

  I leap up from the bed the moment I hang up the phone and I smarten myself up while I wait for her. God, I’ve gone back to being a teenage boy yet again. This is utterly ridiculous. This time, as I wait for her, I don’t think about the Admiral at all. He isn’t even slightly an issue to me. I’m just thinking about happiness.

  Once I think I’m smart enough, I creep around the house to check that Valencia isn’t around. It’s like looking for my parents or something equally ridiculous. But she isn’t. Thank goodness. And so far, Oliver isn’t crying either. That may well change later on, but if that happens, then I guess I will get to see her reaction.

  She might run again or she might not. Only time will tell.

  It feels like it’s forever before there’s a light knock at the back door. My heart skips about ten beats as that sound races through me and I can’t keep the giant smile off my face as I swing it open.

  Immediately upon seeing me, Alexa presses a finger to her mouth to indicate that she’s going to be silent, and she creeps inside. She slips her hand into mine, and we creep all the way up to my bedroom. Once the door closes, we both burst into hysterical laughter. Weirdly, it’s already the most fun that I’ve had in ages.

  “Oh wow,” I gasp as I perch on the edge of the bed. “This is absolutely crazy.”

  I run my eyes up and down her, admiring the sweet little dress that she has on. It’s cool at night this time of year, but she doesn’t have a look of someone who’s feeling the chill. If anything, the pinkness in her cheeks suggests that she might be feeling a lot of heat. Her buttery blonde hair swings around her shoulders too, drawing my attention to a surprisingly sexy part of her body. Not that I’m looking for anything sexy…

  “So, you’re here,” I say appreciatively. “That’s wild. I didn’t think I would see you again.”

  “No, I know.” Her eyes flicker downwards. “Sorry about that again.”

  “No, no, I didn’t mean for you to be sorry. I just mean…”

  “Yeah, I know.” She smiles gorgeously at me. “This is good, isn’t it? Me and you again.”

  I nod, surprised by how much I mean this. “Yeah, it is good.”

  She sits beside me and I can instantly feel the heat of her body rushing over me in waves. The heat brings with it an intense warmth that fills my heart up incredibly. I feel things I haven’t ever before.

  “So, is this a picture of your son?” She grabs the image of him near my bed. “He’s cute.”

  “Yeah, that’s my boy. Oliver. He’s… yeah, he’s my world right now.”

  She stares at the picture for a little while longer, really looking at him. She seems to have an actual interest in him which is surprising, but lovely as well. I know that she really doesn’t need to, and it’s nice. Alexa isn’t the person I thought she was. I shouldn’t ever judge a book by its cover again.

  “What about you?” I ask her. “Tell me more about you.”

  “I don’t know.” She shrugs, clamming up. “What do you want to know about me?”

  “I don’t really know anything about you right now. Tell me about your ambitions.”

  “I… I… don’t really have any.” She darts her eyes away from me. It’s clear that she’s hiding something here. “I left high school and didn’t bother going to college. I got a part time job in a clothes store instead. Although apparently, that’s worth nothing because I spend more money on clothes than I make.”

  “Are those your father’s words?” I respond to her sarcasm. “It sounds like he doesn’t understand.”

  “He doesn’t. And he doesn’t care to get to know me either. He just has these impossible standards that I will never be able to adhere to no matter how hard I try. So, I might as well just carry on being a failure.”

  That kinda hurts me. It clearly causes her pain, which isn’t nice to see. “It doesn’t sound like you’re a failure to me. It seems like you just haven’t quite found your place in the world yet, that’s all.”

  She rolls her eyes at me. “Oh yeah? And what were you doing at almost twenty one years of age? I bet you were already in the navy by then, weren’t you? And making a name for yourself.”

  “Maybe I was, yes, but that doesn’t mean everyone has to be like me.”

  “See?” She flops back on the bed in distress. “I’m hopeless. The only person with no aim. Well, aside from my friend, Rebecca, but I don’t think she cares. I think that she’s quite happy being a party girl.”

  “And you’re not?” It feels natural to lie down beside her. “It seems like you want more.”

  “Hmm.” She turns on to her side to face me and again I do the same. “Yeah. I like fashion, which is why I took a job in retail. That’s where I would like to work, but I don’t suppose that I have a ch
ance.”

  A strand of hair spills across her face and I brush it out of the way. Electricity bursts through my veins as I touch her. It’s hard to hold myself together under the pressure of the bliss.

  “I think you can do whatever you want to,” I tell her seriously. “It seems like you have spent your life having your confidence knocked, which isn’t right. You seem like a very capable person to me.”

  Her breaths become ragged and a little needy, her gaze flickers all over my face. I can almost hear the thoughts running through her head and they are very similar to mine. Dangerously so. In here, in secret, where no one knows that we are here and there isn’t anyone watching us, it’s easier to just let our feelings fly free. To accept that we like one another and there isn’t any point in fighting in. It’s actually me who edges forward first, who goes in for the kill because I just can’t resist her any longer. My lips purse out, my body angles towards her, I give in to the yearning. She pulls in towards me too, of course, because there’s such a deep magnetic pull between us, and the next second, we’re kissing. And not just soft, gentle kissing, but hot and desperate, like we’ve been resisting this for far too long, which I suppose we have. But not anymore. Now, we’re all in.

  But now, we’re all over each other, and I don’t know where this will end.

  Chapter Ten

  Alexa

  Oh my God, what is happening? His hands are all over me, my heart is racing like crazy, I can feel his chest at my fingertips. Everything is almost too good to be true, except for the fact that it’s actually happening. This was all that I wanted, and now I’m here and he’s everywhere. He’s all over me.

  I automatically shimmy my body across the bed to be closer to him and the kiss deepens. His hungry tongue explores the inside of my mouth, he tastes me just as I taste him, and he is delicious.

  “Oh wow, Alexa,” he groans between my lips. “What is happening here?”

  But I don’t want to question it, I don’t want to sit around and talk about what we’re doing. The flames of desire are already licking over my skin and I want to get that much needed satisfaction. So, instead of answering him, I roll on top of him and grind my hips. His rock hard bulge presses against me, igniting the pulses in my panties, making me throb even harder for him. If I don’t have him soon, I don’t know what I’ll do.

  I hook my hands underneath his tee shirt and get a real feel of those muscles underneath there. I knew that he was strong, I could tell that from touching him on the outside of the material. But what I get underneath is something else. There are muscles that I didn’t even know a man could have. I guess this is what you get from working in the navy. The constant exercise, the need to be a tower of strength… well, this man is all about that.

  “Oh fuck, you are incredible,” I moan desperately. “You are so sexy that it hurts.”

  He lets out a throaty chuckle which burns deep within me. It’s a husky, sexy as hell, leaves me wanting to make him laugh more. But I don’t get much time to work on that, because the next moment his hands are on my butt, slowly sliding down my thighs, as his mouth aims for my exposed throat. He kisses and sucks, teasing me into an oblivion. The gasps that fly passed my lips are completely out of my control.

  I can’t seem to stop myself from trying to angle myself towards him, and I know that he gets the hint, but he continues to tease me anyway, only touching me as far as the outline of my panties are. If he went any further, he would know just how soaking wet I am, how desperate I am to feel anything from him.

  “Oh, will you stop it already?” I groan while tossing my head back in ecstasy. “You’re driving me crazy.”

  “Oh, I am, am I?” He sounds ever so pleased with himself. “Well, why don’t you tell me what you want?”

  I love the cheeky glint in his eyes, it sends a sexy shiver up and down my spine. I bite down on my bottom lip and smile at him, wondering what on earth is going to happen tonight. I mean, obviously I know where this is going, but I want to know how it’s going to feel, to be with him. Yes, with this wonderful man.

  “I think you know exactly what I want.” I push back against his hand but get nothing. “Don’t you?”

  “Maybe I do, maybe I don’t. But I think I would prefer if you just tell me already.”

  Hmmm, this is interesting. Dirty talk isn’t really something that’s happened to me before. It’s usually just all action. Get down to it and then take leave when it’s over. But it’s nice to try something new with this man.

  “I want to feel that special part of you,” I whisper directly in to his ear, allowing my breath to tickle all over him. “Inside of me. I want to feel your fingers fucking me.” This is hot, I feel so powerful. “Hard and fast.”

  “Fucking hell, Alexa, you really are something else.” He grabs my panties and yanks them to one side, seemingly in a daze thanks to my words. “I don’t know what I’m going to do with you.”

  I let out a small scream as one of his fingers slides in. I want to yell louder, to really let this sensation free, but somewhere deep inside my brain I’m still acutely aware that we need to be quiet. We have to keep this taboo relationship a secret. It should be off putting, but somehow that makes it even more thrilling.

  Then it follows by another finger, and another, until he’s giving me everything that I asked for. His hands are touching me in this incredibly expert way that leaves my head spinning. My elbows buckle under the pressure, I can hardly keep myself up any longer. Reece has to use his spare hand to stop me from falling completely.

  Pleasure curls my toes over and circles through my veins. It’s hot and blissful, swirling all the way in my system. It doesn’t seem to matter how much air I breathe in, it doesn’t fill my lungs up at all. But I don’t even mind this breathless, heady sensation. Not when Reece is fucking me with those amazing fingers of his.

  “I want you,” I gush out the moment that I can first get words to break free. “I want all of you.”

  Thank goodness he doesn’t tease me by making me say more. He knows what I mean, and he pulls back, allowing me to fiddle, however clumsily, with his belt buckle and his zipper, to pull him free.

  “Oh my God,” I gasp as I hold him between my fingers. “You’re huge!”

  He laughs again, that gorgeous throaty sound even more phenomenal the second time around. But that sound stops as I stroke him up and down, really feeling every delicious inch of him. He feels fucking good in my hand, but I’m not sure what it will be like to have him inside of me. I’m excited to find out…

  Reece grabs me all of a sudden, and he flips me on to my back. He presses me against the cold sheets which sends a chill through my body, but does nothing to calm down the hot flush in my body.

  “You really want me?” Reece reaches across to his night stand and he pulls out a condom. “Are you sure?”

  I writhe underneath him to wriggle out of my dress, and I smirk. “Oh, I’m sure.”

  “You’re going to have to take that bra off,” he commands as he tears the condom wrapper open. He pulls the latex out and he starts to roll it down over himself. “I want to see you. And I mean all of you.”

  I prop myself up just enough to unhook my bra, and as I chuck it over to one side of the bed, I love the way that his eyes light up. He devours my breasts with his eyes like a hungry man. But then his eyes aren’t enough and his mouth connects with me there, his lips and tongue circling my nipples to drive me wild. And I am wild. I’m animalistic with need. I arch my back and buck my hips, trying to get closer to him.

  “Now,” I plead while clawing at his back. “Now, I need you now, Reece.”

  “Mmm, yeah I need you too,” he grunts with desperation. “Like, right now.”

  He holds my hips and angles himself in to me, breathing with severe concentration as he does. Then he slides in slowly, being careful to make sure that I can stretch around him fully. It turns out that I can, and since he grazes my walls, every thrust is intense and powerful, more wonderful t
han the last.

  “Oh fuck, Reece, that feels good,” I groan with sheer joy. “Fucking hell, you are…”

  I don’t have the words for him yet, he’s indescribable, phenomenal, wonderful in every way. But I think the scratches all over his back will do the talking for me. I’m pretty sure he’ll know.

  “Oh my God.” I can hear myself getting louder and louder, but I can’t help myself. The millions of fluttery excitable sensations running through my body are getting the better of me. I’m out of control. Thank fuck Reece leans down and kisses me hard, to swallow up my screams as he tips me closer and closer to the edge…

  Then I fall. I tumble deeply into the abyss, swirling and tumbling through the forest of pleasure. The heat rushes over me, the power of the orgasm consumes me, it swallows me whole and changes me completely. There’s something about this intense moment that I know will stay with me forever, no matter what happens.

  I buck and writhe through the pleasure, and Reece holds me the entire time, building this wonderful bond between us. I didn’t even realize that we were missing it until it arrives. And it feels good.

  “Oh wow, that was…” I giggle as we collapse next to one another in the bed, to soak up the post orgasmic bliss. “That was amazing, wasn’t it? I mean, that was even better than I thought it would be.”

  “You thought about us before this happened?” Reece asks, sounding too pleased for words. “I like that.”

  “Of course I did. Didn’t you?” He nods, no longer denying it. “And wasn’t it better?”

  “Yeah.” He strokes my cheek gently, a truly romantic gesture. “It was.”

  Usually, if someone was staring in to my eyes lovingly after sex, I would want to run away, but with Reece I just want to bask in it for as long as he’ll let me. I want to lie here and try to work out just what’s so compelling about this man. Why I cannot bear the idea of moving away from him for even a moment.