Her Client- The Complete Series

by Sally E Xander

  “Angel?” The desperation in her voice had me turning back. “I…Can I talk to you for a minute?”

  “It’s okay with me. It’ll give me a chance to make out with my woman.” Jayla winked.

  Taking in a deep breath, I nodded then stepped into her office. Jane didn’t say anything right away, but she also didn’t take her eyes off of me, so I took a moment to look around.

  The first thing I noticed was a few scattered photos of her. One with her wearing her graduation cap and gown standing between an older couple. Another with her with the same couple in formal wear. In both photographs, the couple wore cold smiles that appeared more practiced then genuine.

  When my eyes reached the photo of her standing next to a man with a possessive hold around her waist, I felt my heart sink. This was her fiancé, Robert III.

  I desperately wanted to ask her if she loved him. If he made her feel the way I did when we were together. I wanted to believe what we shared was more than what it seemed. But I also didn’t want to know the real answer.

  Right when I was ready to run, she walked around her desk and stood next to me. “Angel. I called Beverly to make an appointment with you, but she said you no longer worked for her.”

  Swallowing the lump in my throat, I nodded. Of course, it was only just sex for Jane. I was so stupid and naïve to think otherwise. “Yeah. It was time to quit.” I faced her and noticed how she stood in front of me as vulnerable as the first time we met. “I’m graduating in a few weeks then I’ll be heading off to graduate school,” I said unsure why I shared that with her.

  Her smile that seemed to hold so much emotion gutted me. “I’m happy for you. Truly.” She took a step closer.

  Close enough for me to smell her perfume.

  Close enough that I could reach out and touch her.

  Close enough to make me ache with memories of her in my arms. “Angel, I want you to know…”

  “Melissa.” A voice from her doorway startled us. She took a step back and braced herself against her desk. The man from the photo entered the room, a stern expression on his face. “Am I interrupting?”

  Robert stepped into the office and I recognized the familiar predatory stare. Roberts' eyes raked over me then his cold tone turned warm. “Are you going to introduce me to your friend?” he asked while never taking his eyes off me.

  What a creep.

  I reached my hand out. “Hi. I’m Angel.”

  “Yes, you are.”

  I almost threw up in my mouth. How could she marry this guy? I looked over at Jane-Melissa and noticed she had moved back behind her desk. It was as if she were putting a barrier between her and her future husband.

  Jane finally spoke up. “Angel is the friend I’ve been meeting with once a week for...” Sex. As much as I wished I could savor how uncomfortable she appeared to be with the man she was marrying and the women she paid to fuck in the same room I couldn’t. Because something about her life had her desperate enough to hire me.

  “For girl’s night,” he finished for her.

  A part of me wanted to burst out laughing. Jane hadn’t lied completely. It was definitely girl’s night when we met.

  “Well.” Robert gave me a gleaming smile that made him look more lecherous then friendly. “I can see why Melissa keeps you all to herself. I’m beginning to wish I would’ve come to girl’s night.”

  I’m sure he did.

  Once again, I wondered how she could be with this guy. I had spent enough time with her to know he couldn’t have been her type.

  “Did you two have plans tonight?” he asked Jane.

  I answered for her. “No. I’m here to have dinner with Lisa and Jayla.”

  His smile fell. “I didn’t realize you were a dyke.” I cringed while simultaneously wanting to kick him in the balls for that comment.

  “Robert,” Jane’s cheeks flushed from second-hand embarrassment. Or maybe it was first hand since I knew he was the man she was about to marry. “That was completely inappropriate,” Jane admonished.

  “What?” He seemed utterly clueless about how offensive he was.

  Jane visually shook as she braced her hands on her hips and spoke to Robert. “Lisa is a great person and an asset to this company. She deserves your respect which includes not discussing her sexuality or her calling her derogatory names.”

  “Jesus, babe. Chill out.” He held up his hands in surrender, but he still held that cold smile that sent a chill down my spine. “I just think it’s weird you’re hanging out with lesbians.” Jane’s face reddened, and I noticed her clench her fists “Don’t they usually only hang out with other lesbians?” he asked completely clueless to how ridiculous he sounded. “I also don’t think your father would like it. You know how he feels about gays.”

  This guy was unbelievable.

  I glanced back to Jane. I noticed the pain in her eyes matched my own.

  Now I had a pretty good idea why she hired me. But it still didn’t explain why she would marry this guy.

  I couldn’t stand being in the room with him for a minute longer. “Have a good evening,” I said as I scooted past Robert. “Goodbye, Melissa.” I didn’t wait for a reply.

  Instead of going to Lisa’s office, I rushed to the bathroom to catch my breath. There was no way Jayla wouldn’t notice the jumbled emotions all over my face. I wasn’t in a position to explain why seeing Jane-Melissa was so upsetting.

  An hour later, when Jayla and I passed Jane’s office, a wave of relief hit me. Her light was out, and the door was closed. At least I didn’t have to see her again.

  4

  “You made it!” Jayla drunkenly cheered as she pulled me into a hug. I laughed while returning her hug, wondering what time she started drinking since Lisa’s party only started an hour ago.

  “Of course, I wouldn’t miss it”

  With her arm around my shoulder Jayla practically bounced toward the noise coming from her backyard. “I’m so glad you’re here. You’re going to drink and have fun and I’m determined to introduce your next fling.”

  As Jayla and I walked toward the double doors leading to the back yard, I waved at some familiar faces. All the while I bit back a laugh at least until I stepped outside.

  My eyes landed on her and I froze. All the air in my lungs seemed to disappear.

  She’s here.

  Jane.

  My Jane.

  I hadn’t stopped thinking about her since I saw her in her office and now she was here. Right in front of me. Beautiful as ever. I wanted to go to her. Take her hand in mine. Kiss her. Just be with her.

  She stood out among Jayla and Lisa’s friends but maybe it was because it was her. Jane would always stand out to me.

  Jane stiffly held a drink in one hand as she smiled and nodded to the women talking to her.

  “Ja..Melissa was invited?” I hadn’t intended to say that out loud but when my voice cracked Jayla turned me to face her.

  With wide eyes and a growing smile, she asked, “It’s her? Melissa? She’s the one who…” she waved her hands excitedly.

  “Yes,” I whispered as I tugged on Jayla’s hand until she followed me back inside.

  With my heart racing, I looked around for a quiet corner to pull myself together. All the while Jayla didn’t stop talking. “I didn’t know she was into women? Why didn’t I see it before? How did you meet her?”

  There were people everywhere, but I finally found a quiet place in the laundry room. After shutting the door, I let go of Jayla who was still grinning ear to ear.

  “I can see you two together.” Jayla giggled as I began folding a pile of clean towels in a laundry basket. I had to do something because I was feeling myself freak out. I desperately wanted to go back out there and beg Jane to love me. To give up her fiancé and be with me. But I couldn’t.

  Jayla yanked a towel out of my hand after noticing for the first time that I wasn’t replying to her many questions. “Why are we in here?” she asked seeming a little more sober than
she had been a few minutes ago.

  “She’s out there and I’m not ready to see her.”

  “I’m sorry. If I had known, we…”

  “No.” I took Jayla’s hand in mine and held tight. “You don’t have to be sorry. I’m making a bigger deal out of this than I should. Plus, you didn’t know. Nobody did except for me and Ja…Melissa.”

  Jayla bit her lip with a slight smile. “So, can we go back out to the party?”

  After drawing in a deep breath, I nodded and opened the door to allow my friend to make her escape and came face to face with the reason I was hiding away.

  Jane looked back and forth between me and Jayla. I could have sworn the look she gave me was jealousy. “I..uh…um. Can I talk to you?”

  Jayla squeezed past us and gave me a wink before she left me alone with Jane.

  “Yeah. Sure.” I stepped back into the laundry room and Jane followed closing the door behind her.

  My heart raced as I waited for her to speak.

  I didn’t have to wait long. After drawing in a deep breath words flew out of her mouth so fast it took me a few seconds to catch up.

  “It wasn’t just sex for me!”

  Swallowing the lump in my throat I shook my head. “Me either.” But did it matter? It didn’t change the fact that she had hired me or the fact she was engaged.

  “I like you. I mean really like you. I probably sound clingy or something. Maybe it’s because you were my first and only but…but I want to see you again.” She lifted a hand before I could speak. “And not just for sex.” I bit back a smile as hope filled my chest. “I mean if you want, of course I want to have sex with you again, but I also want more.” Shaking her head, tears fell down her cheek matching my own. She said everything I wanted to hear but I held back. “I want to date you without money or a hotel room. I want to see where this could go?” she waved her hand back and forth between us. “Can we try?”

  I wanted to shout ‘Yes!’ but I couldn’t. I wasn’t ready to put myself out there. Not yet at least. “What about your fiancé?”

  She shook her head again. “You don’t need to worry about him. It’s over.”

  Even though her answer was exactly what I wanted to hear, I couldn’t let go of the hurt I had felt when I first heard about him. Maybe Jane was right and the feelings she…I had were because we were each other’s firsts. Did it even matter now? I was weeks away from graduating and moving away. Would it be better to say goodbye now and move on?

  Jane must have sensed my resistance. She sighed as her shoulders fell. “It’s okay, Angel. I get it.”

  Pain sliced through my chest at the thought of letting her go but it was for the best. Wasn’t it?

  As she dug through her purse, Jane sniffed and wiped her eyes on her shirt leaving black mascara mark on her pink top. I wanted to go to her and wipe away her tears and tell her that I wanted to be with her too, but I didn’t. I just stood still wishing I didn’t have to see her in pain.

  Jane’s hand shook as she pulled a card out of her purse and held it out for me. “I won’t pressure you, but I hope you call.” I stared at her hand as I chewed my lower lip knowing if I took the card, there was no way I wouldn’t call her.

  Realizing that I wasn’t going to take it, she dropped it onto the dryer next to me then turned and gripped the door handle but didn’t open the door. “The only reason I came was to see you. I miss you, Angel.” Jane glanced over her shoulder and looked into my eyes. Unable to hold her stare, I looked away.

  Caring for Jane had only caused me pain. It was time for me to look towards my future instead of holding onto something that wasn’t real or at least didn’t start out that way.

  As she stepped out of the laundry room, I clench my fists to keep from reaching out to her. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I forced myself to stay put. To let her leave. Allow whatever happened between us to end now.

  I closed my eyes to block out the image of her leaving but even with my eyes closed, all I could see was her. Not just the past her, but what I had imagined we could have if everything were different.

  But couldn’t it be different? Couldn’t we start over? Would I always regret not trying?

  Sucking in a deep breath, I let go of my control and hurried out of the room. I wanted to at least try to start over. It would be worth it. For Jane––My Jane.

  “Jane!” I called out. She turned with tears and hope in her eyes. The same hope I felt.

  I rushed toward her, our bodies crashing against each other as our mouths met in a kiss that was filled with so much pent up emotions that I could barely stand it.

  Jane’s hands gripped my cheeks as she kissed me back. My hands dug into her hips as our tears mixed with the taste of each other. It was––everything. Touching her was the most right I had felt in weeks. Her mouth on mine was everything I needed. With her, we would figure this out because I needed her as much as wanted her in my life.

  5

  The sound of people cheering and laughing brought me back down to earth and realizing we weren’t alone.

  Our lips parted as Jane giggled at Jayla shouting, “Get a room!”

  “I would love nothing more,” Jane whispered and gave me a beautiful smile that lit her face. I thought the same thing. Jane took my hand, our fingers interlocking. “I hope you understand if we leave early,” she asked Jayla as she guided me toward the front door.

  “Oh, I understand,” she said between laughing fits. “Do everything I would do!” Jayla shouted before we closed the door behind us.

  We stood on Jayla and Lisa’s front steps staring at one another. I wasn’t sure what to say or where to go next, all I knew was that I wanted to be alone with her and just be with her.

  “We can…” I began to say at the same time as Jane said, “How about…” We both laughed and waved at the other to go first.

  “We can go to my place. I have a roommate, but she’s gone for the evening.”

  “How about we go to mine. I don’t live far, and I don’t have a roommate.”

  “That sounds perfect.” I leaned in giving her a kiss wishing we were already alone. “I’ll follow you.” Right as I let go of her hand, she reached for me and pulled me into another heated kiss. Our tongue tangled as she pressed her body against mine. My stomach tightened at the feel of her breasts against mine, the smell of her strawberry shampoo and the taste of wine on her tongue.

  Could you die from sexual need?

  I was pretty sure I was going to burst if I didn’t get to touch her naked body…soon.

  The drive to Jane’s condo was the longest five minutes of my life. To make me even crazier, the elevator took its sweet time getting to her floor. If there hadn’t been anyone on the lift with us, I would have taken her right then and fulfilled a fantasy of mine. Instead we linked our hands and focused our attention on the blinking numbers above the door signally which floor we were on until the elevator reached her floor.

  The moment we stepped into Jane’s condo, she slammed the door shut, locked it then pushed me against it and kissed me again.

  This time I didn’t hold back. We were free. Free to be us. Free from anything standing between us.

  “I know we should probably talk first,” she said as she lifted my t-shirt over my head and dropped it on the floor.

  “Later,” I breathed out as she licked the top of my breasts that were uncomfortably bound in my bra.

  She was making me crazy and I needed to get her naked. Now!

  Jane must have sensed my urgency and stepped back and pulled off her shirt. Seeing her perfect breasts incased in a sensible bra had me smiling while simultaneously desperate to get it off.

  As we made our way to her bedroom, we kept shedding clothes but also reaching for each other like we couldn’t get enough. I wasn’t sure I would.

  I didn’t bother to look around figuring I would have plenty of time to check out her place…after.

  Jane and I fell on top of her bed, our naked bodies entw
ined. “Is this a dream?” she whispered against my ear before kissing down my neck taking her sweet time to kiss and lick every sensitive spot.

  If it was a dream, I never wanted to wake up.

  Jane took my hands and held them over my head as she took my mouth in another heated kiss. “Don’t move them. Let me touch you.”

  It took everything I had not to reach for her as she flicked her thumbs over my sensitive nipples before taking one in her mouth. Her tongue twirled around as she slid one hand down my body. Her hand leaving a heated trail until she reached my soaked pussy.

  Jane slid one finger between my lower lips causing me to arch my back. How could I forget what her touch did to me? My body had never responded to anyone like it does to her.

  With a smile on her face, Jane licked her way to my other nipple as she pressed to fingers into me.

  Once again I arched up needing more but at the same time wanting to slow down so I could relish in her every touch. Jane had other plans. It wasn’t long before she slid down my body then hook my legs over her shoulders and nuzzled her face between my thighs. Her breath on my pussy had me pressing my thighs together.

  “More,” I begged.

  “This is how you make me feel every time I’m with you, Angel. I can never get enough of you.”

  My heart leapt in my chest at her words. Knowing it wasn’t one sided had me nearly in tears.

  When Jane licked the seam of my pussy, I cried out as I gripped the sheet above my head to keep from putting my hands on her. If she kept that up, I wouldn’t last long.

  She did keep it up but this time, she pumped her fingers into me over and over until I was shaking. When I thought I would go crazy if I didn’t come, Jane circled my clit with her tongue and I screamed my release. Jane spoke to me just above a whisper. I couldn’t focus on her words, but the sound of her voice was soothing against my racing mind.

  Just when I thought sex couldn’t get any better, Jane proved me wrong.

  When my breathing returned to normal, Jane laid down beside me. Her pleased smile had me thinking wicked things that I wanted to do to her body. But I didn’t have the patience for that just yet.