His Boss’s Daughter Page 7

  “Can I get you anything?” he suddenly asks, sounding a little panicked like he’s been a bad host or something. “God, you’ve been here for ages and I haven’t even offered you a drink or anything yet.”

  “No, I don’t need anything.” I grab him and pull him back down to me. “I just want to hold you for a while.”

  We lie in each other’s arms for a while, just basking in one another’s glow. I can hear the racing of his heart beat and it’s a nice rhythmic sound to just listen to for a while. I even smile to myself, like I’m in love.

  No, not in love, I warn myself quickly. Don’t get carried away here, you crazy bitch.

  “I suppose I better go,” I say eventually, raising my head as I speak. I don’t want to go and I’m pretty sure that Reece isn’t mad keen for me to leave either, but if we’re really going to do this, we need to be smart. The last thing I need is that bitch Valencia finding out about us. She hates me, I just know it, purely because her boyfriend from about three years ago said that I was hot, and she would just love to have something to go to my father about. This would really get me my ass handed to me on a plate. “Before anyone can see us.”

  “Yeah.” He rubs the bottom of my back, looking sad at the prospect. “I suppose so.”

  I lean down and press my lips gently to his, feeling the butterflies in my tummy flap harder. “We can see each other again though, can’t we? This doesn’t have to just be a one-time thing?”

  Nerves gnaw away at me while I wait for him to answer, although they don’t have to do that for long because he nods eagerly. “Yes, I would like that. I’d like it a lot actually.”

  I kiss him again, this time with much more confidence. It seems like we’re starting something here, and I’m looking forward to where it’s going to take us. In secret, of course.

  Chapter Eleven

  Reece

  I watch her leave, with shock coursing through my system as I do. Is this a dream or did that really happen just then? And was it as amazing as it seemed to be at the time? I’m still feeling the aftershocks of bliss now! My body all buzzing and excitable, I feel on top of the world. This little thing between us will of course have to remain a secret, so I don’t get my ass handed to me on a plate, but that’s okay. That makes it more thrilling.

  I certainly didn’t think that would be the way that I return to the dating game, but here I am!

  I close the door quietly behind me and creep back up the stairs to my bedroom. The room still smells sweet, like Alexa, I will be basking in her scent all night long. The way that my pulse races the moment I smell her tells me all that I need to know. I like her, way more than I should do. That attraction I feel for her is off the scale. Is that just because she’s oh so wrong for me in every single way, or is there more to it? I really don’t know.

  Without putting too much thought into why I’m doing it, I collapse back onto the bed, enjoying the warmth of her body remaining behind, and I log onto social media to find her page, to dig a little deeper. Yet it doesn’t give me any depth to her at all. All I see is the party girl mask that she presents to the world. Her in tiny little, admittedly very sexy, outfits, usually with one other girl who I presume is this Rebecca that she mentioned, and random other people all the time. She looks fun loving, like she doesn’t have a care in the world.

  I can’t help but wonder why this is the image that she wants to present to the world when there’s so much more to her. Why doesn’t she want anyone to see the real her? She showed me, and I much preferred it. Perhaps it’s because her father tries to make her the complete opposite. It’s some sort of reaction to that.

  “Oh, Alexa,” I sigh to myself. “What am I going to do about you? About us?”

  I guess as long as we’re both aware that it can’t actually go somewhere, it’ll be okay. We aren’t exactly going after the happily ever after story. It’s just going to be hot, steaming fun. Just what I need. I wonder if I should tell Cody what’s going on, to see what he thinks. I already know that he thinks Alexa is cute. He’s told me that much… but he knows that it’s complicated as well. So maybe his opinion wouldn’t be the best thing ever.

  “Oh God, I’m an idiot,” I groan. “I probably shouldn’t have let her come here. I should have resisted.”

  I can’t get too irritated at myself, because Oliver’s cries burst through the room. I leap up knowing that Valencia isn’t going to do anything about it. I race into his room, needing to be a bit more normal after what just happened. I need to just be with my son, to lose myself in comforting him for a while.

  As I walk into Oliver’s room, I’m careful not to look at all the pictures of Christine around the room. I don’t know if seeing my wife will help me with the whole normality thing. Even knowing that she wouldn’t want me to be miserable and alone forever doesn’t help me to believe that she’d like me hooking up with the twenty year old daughter of the man who helped me through the hardest time of my life. She’d call me crazy.

  I picture her laugh radiating through my brain, her words at me being a silly, foolish man. I can even see the jokes that she’d say about me, and to be honest I can’t help but wonder if she’s right. Am I acting foolish? Like an idiot getting reeled in by some hot young thing who just wants to make a fool out of me.

  “Hey there, Oliver.” I lift him from his bed and hold him to my chest. “How’s it going?”

  As soon as I lean him against my chest, a sense of calm starts to overcome him. He’s still whimpering a bit, but it isn’t quite as ferocious as it was just a minute before. Love rushes over me in waves, it’s intense and powerful, and it makes me feel even better than the moment with Alexa did. This kid is my world.

  I pace the room with him in my arms, singing little lullabies to him as I go, and soon, his breaths become calmer and more steady, showing me that he’s drifting off. I just think he cries in the night to know that someone is here. He might not even realize that his mother isn’t around, he’s too young to fully understand it, but his instincts tell him that something is missing in his life. If only Valencia understood that… it isn’t that I expect her to do everything for my son, as much as I pay her to do so, but it would be nice if he got it.

  Once I’m sure that Oliver is asleep, I rest him back in his bed and I creep into my own. Surprisingly, I drift off pretty easily, dreaming about Alexa and the wonderful way that she made me feel. I don’t think it’s just because it’s been a long time either, I think that we have some severe chemistry between us and that just exploded. I already can’t wait to have her back in my bed, to explore her even more. I know that there’s more between us than we managed to achieve tonight, and I cannot wait to see what that is.

  * * *

  Alexa: Good morning, just wanted to send you a cheeky message to say hi xxx

  I stare at the message with a giant smile plastering across my face. What a lovely way to wake up. It’s made even better by the thought that Alexa woke up thinking about me too. I must have been on her mind, which suggests to me that she was just as blown away by last night as I was. There is definitely going to be more.

  Reece: Hey there, beautiful, what a wonderful message to wake up to. How are you doing? xxx

  Alexa: I’m great. Got a big grin on my face. Hopefully the good mood will last through the day of work xx

  Reece: Well, just remember that you are doing something positive. That should help you. Getting experience in the fashion industry will definitely help you in the future. So, keep smiling xx

  Alexa: Honestly, to hear you say that before I go to work makes me so happy xx

  Reece: I’m glad. Sounds like my good deed is done for the day and I’m barely out of bed yet xx

  Alexa: Ooh, I bet you look all hot in the morning, all scruffy and shagged out xx

  I take a picture and send it to her, laughing at myself as I fire it off. I never thought that I would be the person to send selfies, yet here I am doing just that. There’s something about Alexa that makes me wan
t to do whatever she wants… and I get the repayment the moment she sends one back to me. She’s in a sexy little see through chemise, pale pink color, that I can see her rock hard nipples through. But that isn’t even the best part of the image. Her plump pink lips, her make up free face, her messy hair… she’s just pure beauty.

  Reece: Wow, you look so good in the mornings. It makes me wish you were here… xxx

  Alexa: Why? What would you do to me if I was there? xx

  I sigh deeply, trying to ignore the rock hard cock in my pants. There are so many damn things that I would do to her, she has no idea. I would make her feel even better than I did last night. I would drive her wild.

  Reece: I suppose you better come over tonight, find out for yourself, huh? Xx

  Alexa: That sounds good to me. What time would you like me? Xx

  Reece: It’ll be safe after about ten PM. I will make sure of it xx

  Alexa: Sounds good. I guess I will see you then xx

  A shiver races all the way through me. I don’t know already how I’m going to last all day before I get my hands on her again. I’m not going to be able to focus all day long. I’m already wild for her. I head into the bathroom and switch the shower on to cold. I’m going to have to cool myself down a whole lot.

  * * *

  The day is wild. It speeds passed me, yet seems to take forever as well. The fact that Alexa keeps sending me these sexy little messages all day long, just makes me insane. I’m light as a feather, flying high, giddy as if I’ve been drinking all day long. The weight on my shoulders is long gone, and I don’t know where.

  I get home in a rush, and I spend some time playing with Oliver. I’m usually too tired to do too much with him after a long day, but I have the energy of a teenager today. I could do this all day long… if I didn’t have a prior engagement, which luckily is way passed Oliver’s bed time.

  Valencia notices. She keeps giving me odd looks, and I can sense the animosity coming off of her, but since deep down I have already decided that she isn’t going to be around for too much longer, I don’t care. It really doesn’t matter to me what she thinks. If she snaps at me, she can be gone. It won’t be ideal, but I suppose it will push me to find someone else to take over the nanny job that much quicker.

  With her gone, it will be one less thing that the Admiral has over me anyway. Not that it’s a competition or anything, but I guess now that I’m betraying him in the worst way possible, any guilt I have that I can shake off, I would like to do so. I don’t want to feel quite so beholden to him.

  I take that thought with me well into the evening, where I end up doing everything for Oliver. I cook his dinner, I bathe him, I read him a bed time story as I get him off to sleep… it’s almost as if I’m practicing for when Valencia isn’t around any longer. I even suggest that she go out for the night, to try and make sure that me and Alexa have some time alone, but Valencia doesn’t agree. She seems suspicious, like she might know what I’m up to… or perhaps I’m just being paranoid and she’s really just tired.

  The last hour of waiting for Alexa is torture. Nine until ten seems to take forever. It’s actually painful to wait. I’m restless, I can’t sit still, I’m excitable, like a child waiting for Christmas morning, I’m actually a little crazy. It’s weird that even in the early days of dating Christine, it wasn’t quite as intense as this. It was more comfortable and calm. Perhaps quite the opposite is just what I need. Alexa certainly does feel like Miss Right Now.

  Just don’t do anything stupid, I warn myself again as I stare at the phone screen to check the time and to also see if I’ve had any messages. Don’t do anything crazy like falling in love. That won’t help anyone.

  Chapter Twelve

  Alexa

  My heart races as I step towards Reece’s home. This time I’m even more excited to get to his home, to see what’s going to happen next. I know it’s going to be saucy today. The last time I came, I had no idea which way it would turn, but today I definitely do. If our sexy little text messages throughout the day are anything to go by, then it’ll be wild. They kept me on fire today, I sold so many items of clothing. I was invigored, like a brand new person. My boss even said that he might make me manager if I keep on working like this…

  I don’t know if I want to be manager though, I might want something different, but it’s nice to be appreciated.

  The thrill of seeing Reece again completely overshadows any excitement for the future at the moment anyway. There’s a real buzz in my panties, a pulsation that needs sating immediately. I just hope that Reece has managed to get rid of Valencia, because getting caught by her is the last thing we need right now. I can just picture her now running to my daddy, pleased to have something to tell him about me.

  I peer in through the door before I knock. I can’t see anyone, not even a sign that anyone’s awake. That really worries me, I don’t know what I’ll do if he’s forgotten all about our meeting. That’ll leave me feeling like a real idiot. It’ll mean that all of this is so much more important to me than it is to him.

  No, it can’t be that, I try to reassure myself. After all, I always get what I want.

  But I don’t have the same confidence in myself that I once did. I don’t feel bullish when I say that remark to myself. I just feel a bit like a scared girl trying to cling on to the notion that I’m important.

  I knock quietly. Once, then twice. No one comes for a moment. My heart starts to sink in my chest. I try to convince myself that it’s just because I’m a little early, but the self-doubt is well and truly there. Just at the moment I’m thinking that maybe I should turn around and run away before I make a real fool of myself, he’s there. His face appears at the window, smiling with the same sexy glee that I feel inside. That hot warm relief floods me and consumes me, sending me back to that intensely seductive place once more.

  “Hello,” he whispers as the door swings open and he reaches out to grab my hand. “Hey, you better come with me quickly. I don’t know if Valencia is asleep yet. She’s been a pain in my ass all day long.”

  I giggle as quietly as I can manage and creep behind him as we race through his place. It’s a little more familiar to me now, and I like that. Just as I like getting to know what’s inside Reece.

  The moment his bedroom door closes behind us, we’re tearing one another’s clothing like animals. I absolutely cannot stand another moment of him being clothed that I pull so hard, tearing one of the buttons off of his shirt. It pings across the room, making the pair of us laugh like idiots. The more that my skin gets revealed, the hotter and better I feel about myself. There’s something intense about the way that he looks at me, which makes me feel like a sexual goddess. I feel on top of the world, the most beautiful woman on the planet.

  I’ve spent a lot of time being made to feel sexy, but beautiful is something else. I like it a lot.

  “Mmm, I’ve been waiting to get my hands on you all day,” he murmurs. “You’re everything.”

  He pushes me back on to the bed, making my hands fly upwards in the air. Before I can bring them back down, Reece’s lips and gentle fingers are running down them, causing me to purr and coo. I feel like a pussy cat, mewing, purring, crying out for him to touch every damn inch of my fur.

  His lips move down my body quickly, but somehow, manage to graze every part of me. My arm pits, my collar bone, my nipples, my stomach, my hips… until suddenly he’s between my thighs and he’s blowing hot air along my hyper sensitive soaking wet slit. My hips roll, my back arches, and I cry out for more.

  “Ooh, you are a little needy today, aren’t you?” That seductive voice shoots right to my core, sending my head spinning. “I like it. But I think I might make you wait for a little bit longer.”

  He grabs my thighs and tosses them over his shoulders, then strokes the tops of my legs. Every time I writhe in pleasure, trying to get away, he grips me tightly, keeping me in place. I’m gratefully really, I don’t want to escape this bliss, I don’t want to run
away from something that feels amazing.

  “Reece, Reece,” I cry out, as the burning hot flames of pleasure roll over me in waves. “Reece, oh God!”

  He edges closer. I can feel him nearing me, getting closer to where I’m crying out desperately for him. His lips push out first, he connects with my clit for just a second, but it’s enough to make me squeal. I have to grab a pillow, to push it over my face, to stop the screams from waking everyone up, or alerting Valencia.

  Oh, fucking hell. Then his tongue connects, and he swirls around me desperately, like a mad man on a mission, and his only goal is to coax the orgasm from me. The roughness of his hot tongue is phenomenal, it sends my head spinning. He plunges it in to the depths of me then traces the most magical feeling patterns over my clit. I haven’t ever experienced anything quite like it before. It’s off the scale, simply amazing. I want more, so much more, yet at the same time I can hardly handle what he’s doing to me. It’s too intense, too much for words.

  “Reece, Reece,” I scream his name in to the pillow, needing every inch of my body to know that it’s this incredible man who is doing this to me. He’s the one sending me to Heaven and back. Right now, he’s my world. And his name just feels so right as it drips off my tongue. It’s the sexiest word ever. “Oh, Reece.”

  I push back a little as the pressure starts to build. It begins in my toes, and creeps up through my veins, spreading through my entire body until it’s all of me. The buzzing, sexual desire swims through me and consumes me whole. I’m on a steam train, heading towards the station at the speed of light.

  “Oh fuck… fuck…” And then it hits. It hits hard and powerfully. The pleasure is intense, it’s overwhelming, it’s everything. It’s sizzling, hot, burning, fantastic. I grip hard on to the pillow, pushing it on to my face until I can hardly breathe, and I don’t even care. I don’t need my breath, I just need this bliss. “Fuck, Reece.”