Mrs. Lewis smiled at me. “You know the best, Bryce. Besides, we don’t have to waste time on finding someone new. It’s better to have someone who has already shown their commitment to work and has good skills. I agree.”
They all gave their approval, and my excitement rose. Chloe wasn’t going to lose her job. Knowing her, I was sure she would make a lot of progress here, quickly climbing the ladder, and I was happy for her. I couldn’t wait to tell her the news.
Our meeting finished half an hour later, after all the details of the transition and the nominees were discussed. I exited the room feeling more carefree than ever. My smile was plastered across my face as I went back to my office, my footsteps light.
“Chloe?” I called her when I reached her desk.
She turned her gaze from her computer screen to me, looking at me questioningly. “Yes?”
“I think you’ll be pleased to know that the meeting with the board went extraordinary well. We’ve discussed your position, and they agreed to let you stay. So you don’t have to worry about losing your job.” Her lips parted, her face twisting in silent surprise.
I reached her and glanced around to see if there was anyone looking our way before I lowered my lips to her ear. “I miss you, Chloe. These few days you’ve been different, but I hope we can get over that and start fresh.” I placed a kiss on her cheek, wishing to do so much more to her.
“I want to invite you to dinner. We need to celebrate this, and I really hope you’ll say yes.”
14
Chloe
It was so easy for Bryce to mess with my senses and reason. Even though I had tried to put some distance between us, for the fear of losing my job was taking quite a toll on me, it wasn’t easy to ignore how I felt whenever he approached me.
My pounding heart and clenching mound reminded me whom I really wanted, making me feel worse because I couldn’t let myself fall more for him if I was to lose my job and never see him again. It was bad enough that we were having sex together, but actually expecting him to put his heart on the line for me was outrageous. Or so I had thought.
This morning, Bryce showed me that he cared for me more than I could have imagined, doing all he could to help me stay on my job, and I felt so grateful to him.
I had to admit that I hadn’t been fair to him. He had told me he wouldn’t let me lose my job, but I hadn’t believed him, spending these last two days sulking and going over all the grim possibilities in my head. I was already preparing myself for the tedious round of interviews as I tried to find something that would be as good as this job, which was almost an impossible mission.
I didn’t want to lose this job, and I didn’t want to lose Bryce. But hearing I wouldn’t lose my job after all raised my spirits, bringing me much-needed relief.
So when Bryce invited me out to dinner, I gladly accepted, growing more and more excited about it. After work, he sent me a dress and roses, completely taking me by surprise, and I couldn’t stop admiring the flowers or the short red dress that looked like it cost a fortune. I decided to wear it tonight, pairing it with black-red high heels.
Looking myself in the mirror as I applied makeup, I contemplated about the possibility that Bryce liked me too. Why would he try so hard and send me flowers and a gorgeous dress if he didn’t want something serious with me? Maybe this was a start of something real between us. Just the thought of being Bryce Evander’s girlfriend made me tickled pink.
I was unusually nervous when I got out of my building and found him waiting for me, leaning against his Audi. His eyes skimmed over the dress I was wearing, stopping on my bosom that was accentuated with the low cut of the top, and my pulse sped up.
“You look beautiful, Chloe,” he told me when he approached me and kissed me, putting a halt to all my thoughts.
I responded greedily, realizing just now how much I had missed kissing him these last two days, and wrapped my arms around his waist to bring him closer to me. Our tongues clashed against each other, our mutual hunger growing stronger the more we spent time in a heated embrace.
“Fuck. You have no idea how much I needed this. I needed you.” He pecked my forehead, looking at me with adoration. “Thank you for wearing my dress. It looks amazing on you.”
“Thank you. Also, thank you for the dress and flowers. I love them. How did you know that roses are my favorite?”
He flashed his sexy smirk. “It was a lucky guess. Now let’s go before I decide to take that dress off you before we even had dinner.”
The place he’d taken me to was exuding money and elegance. It was furnished with the most expensive furniture and serving the richest people around, if their expensive clothes were anything to go by. Bryce looked like he was in his element, acting confidently, which was totally sexy. We ordered our food and wine, unable to stop staring at each other as if we had been separated for months.
“I’m sorry, Bryce. I’ve been difficult since our trip, and I wasn’t being fair at all. I was really afraid I was going to lose my job, and even though you assured me that wouldn’t happen, I was still freaking out and thinking about the worst-case scenario.”
He cupped my hand with his, his beautiful green eyes peering into mine. “I understand. I just wish you talked with me about it. I want you to believe in me, Chloe, because I care about you.”
My heart picked up its pace immediately. “You care about me?”
“Yes. I care about you, and I won’t allow you to stay without your job no matter what. I want you to advance your career and become more successful, and I believe you’ll be able to achieve that if you stay in my hospital.”
I was floored, his highly encouraging words giving me a boost I needed.
“So even though I’m stepping away from the board and focusing more on my patients, you’re set for at least a year. They assured me they will keep you on the same position for the transition and when the next president comes. They will present you a new contract in a few days, which will contain this new clause. Of course, as I mentioned, I believe that if you keep working like this, you’ll be promoted soon.”
I smiled back at him, exhilarated at the prospect of being promoted. Even though it was early to talk about this, knowing that Bryce believed in me spoke volumes. I was relieved that I wouldn’t have to worry about my job, and now, after everything, I wondered why I had ever made such a fuss about his decision, jumping to conclusions too quickly.
“Thank you. You know, I’ve been lost before, searching for an adequate job that never came, so when I started working for you it was heaven-sent. I’ve finally found something that suits me and makes me happy, so hearing I won’t lose my job makes me ecstatic. Seriously, thank you.”
“No need to thank me, sweetheart. If there is anyone who should be thanking right now, that is me. You’re the one who made me see that I want more interaction with patients and time to do research. You helped me remember my real dream. I want to save lives. I want to do what really fulfills me instead of just chasing more money.”
My smile grew huge, my chest expanding with powerful emotions. I wanted to reach out to him and kiss him senseless. “Really? I helped you?”
“Yes. You reminded me that money doesn’t really make me happy. Saving people’s lives does. Research and working with patients are more important than money.” He palmed my cheek and caressed it languidly. “I was able to change thanks to you, and I can’t even explain to you how much you helped me.”
“Oh, Bryce.”
I was elated. I was thrilled to see him like this—to see that spark in his eyes as he talked about medicine—and I wanted nothing more for him than to do just that. He would be truly happy, and nothing else mattered.
“Remember when I told you I researched about you? Well, I’ve read one of your interviews and I remember you said there is nothing better than saving a life. It makes me happy that you reflected on your choices and decided to make a difficult but the right choice. And I was so wrong for thinking you should stay at
your position.”
I’d been selfish, thinking that maybe resigning from his position was unnecessary, without even considering what actually mattered to Bryce. I was thinking about my own future, completely disregarding the fact that Bryce would remain unhappy if he stayed in the charge of the hospital.
In the end, I couldn’t actually be happy if he was in the place that didn’t bring him what he needed.
“That was selfish and you didn’t deserve it—especially my cold treatment. So I’m sorry for how I acted these last few days.”
He slid his hand over my arm and across my neck, reaching my cheek. I leaned into his touch, closing my eyes as I basked in the feel of his skin against mine.
“You don’t have to apologize. I understand. So I just want you to relax now and enjoy this time with me.”
“I always enjoy spending time with you. And I’m so happy for you because you’re able to get back to what you really love.”
His gaze was incredibly soft, his fingers brushing past my lips on their way to my neck. I grew warm immediately, unaware of anyone in this place but him.
“There was something I wanted to tell you, but I didn’t have a chance. You got angry at me, and I kind of lost my opportunity...”
My breath hitched in my throat, something in the way he looked at me telling me he was about to say something truly important...
“Yes?” I encouraged him to continue.
“You made me feel something I’ve never felt before. These days you made me laugh, happy, relaxed, and so many other things I can’t even give a name to. You make me feel. So, this has quickly turned into something more.”
My mouth fell open. “What do you want to say?”
“You’re not just my assistant. You’re not just my lover either. You’re something much more to me, and I can’t get you out of my head. I want to spend all my time with you and see you smile.”
His thumb brushed my lower lip, making me shiver. “You have a beautiful smile, Chloe. You’re all beautiful.”
My heart was pounding too hard now, and I wasn’t able to say a word as I waited for him to continue...
“You’re so cute, smart, diligent, competent, and I can’t imagine my days without you. I fell for you, Chloe. And I want to be with you.”
I was stunned, searching for the right words to say. He was actually confessing. This was something I had hoped to hear—something I had thought I would never hear—because I felt the same. And I wanted to be so much more to him.
“I feel the same, Bryce. When I’m next to you, I’m able to experience something that makes me feel alive. It makes me feel like everything has purpose, and I’m happy.”
His face lit. “So is that a yes?”
“That’s a big yes.”
Not caring that we were right in the middle of a restaurant, he jumped up from his chair and went around the table to kiss me. I giggled in between our kisses, captivated by his lips and tongue that brought fire to my insides.
“I think the people are watching,” I said, amused that several pairs of eyes were following our every single move.
“I don’t care,” he muttered before he returned to his seat. His face was distorted with desire, rendering me breathless. “I want you.”
I squirmed on my chair, my pulse getting faster. The atmosphere between us had changed quickly, revealing just how much we were hungry for each other. “I want you too, Bryce.”
“Now, as much as I wish to stay here and talk with you, I’m afraid I can’t wait for much longer.” My smile was replaced with chuckles. He was insatiable indeed.
“So what do you want to do about it?” I asked him seductively.
His eyes turned darker. “Let’s go to my place. Right now.”
“You don’t need to say it twice.”
15
Chloe
As soon as Bryce started the engine of his car, his hand started teasing me, sliding up my thigh.
“Bryce?” I asked, glancing at him.
He didn’t look away from the road, driving down a long, almost empty boulevard with a strained expression on his face. His hard-on was huge, taunting me just like his hand that was now underneath my dress.
“I need to feel you. Pull your dress up and spread your legs.”
I began breathing erratically, in a hurry to obey him. I had never done something like this, too excited to have him touch me here and now.
His fingers reached the edge of my panties, drawing a low moan out of me, his eyes still ahead of him. Just when I thought he was going to push them inside and cover my heated flesh, he pulled his hand away and put it on the gear stick, increasing the speed.
He was driving fast now, and his hand was back to my panties. I gripped the door handle when he slid his hand inside and brushed my clit with his fingertips, creating wetness that started pouring out profusely.
“Already wet for me, huh?”
“Bryce... Ah...” I bucked my hips when he began rubbing me, never looking away from the road as he sped up. My heart was beating too fast, my blood rushing through my veins in these thrilling moments.
“How about I make you come right now?”
“Ah, Bryce...”
He rubbed me faster, creating sizzling pleasure in me that threatened to burst each second... I was moaning louder and louder, squirming on my seat as we rushed past buildings.
“I’m going to come...”
Without a word, he removed his hand and changed gear, denying me my release.
“Bryce! No.”
His smirk was devilish. “Or maybe I won’t let you come just yet.”
He repeated this once more, this time fondling my breast on his way to my pussy. I was needy and wet, anticipating his touch more than anything. Turning into another boulevard, he returned to my mound, pushing his fingers through my slick folds. I separated my legs wider, allowing him full access as his middle finger reached my hole and probed it.
“You look so sexy,” he muttered, and I glanced at him, finding him looking at me. There was something animalistic in his eyes, something that aroused me badly. I called his name again and again, begging him to let me come, but he never did. His finger fucked me fast, always keeping me too close, and my juices ruined my undies.
He removed his hand when I was so close that I already started convulsing, entering his underground garage.
“Fuck. I need to have you right now.”
Parking his car near the elevators, he rushed out of his car and opened the door for me. Just as I straightened myself up, my dress still raised around my waist, he picked me up and placed my legs around his waist. Our mouths fused, his cock grinding against my throbbing pussy.
“The elevator is private and has a direct access to my place, so no one will disturb us,” he said when we entered it and he pressed the button for the last floor.
It was a long ride, which he used to the fullest. He ground me against him as his hand slid over my waist to my breast. His lips roamed over my neck, his teeth grazing my skin in some places, making me scorching hot. I began moaning loudly when he moved me faster against him, which was too much for my already hypersensitive mound.
“I’m going to come, Bryce... Ah...”
“No, you won’t.” With a smirk, he let me down, breaking our contact, and the doors of the elevator opened. “Come on.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me out into his hallway.
I barely took in the luxurious interior of his penthouse, when he grabbed me and spun me around, slamming his lips against mine. His hand worked fast to take off my dress, leaving me in my bra, panties, and high heels only.
“As much as I love seeing you in this lingerie, I need it off now.”
The next moment, he ripped it off me and stepped back to look at my whole body.
“Jesus. This is exactly how I wanted you. Only in high heels. Perfect.”
He dragged me to his living room and pushed me down to the couch. “So sexy,” he said and spread my legs wide open, kneeling
in between them. “And only mine.”
I leaned my head against the back of the couch, grabbing a handful of his hair when he lowered his lips to my breast and took my nipple into his mouth.
“Oh... Don’t stop, Bryce. Please, don’t stop now.”
“Not this time, honey. I promise.”
His mouth was hot, his tongue sliding across my nipple languidly as his other hand played with my other nipple. I was breathing too fast, unable to stop panting and moaning, thrashing against him.
He moved his mouth over my stomach painfully slowly, his eyes watching my reaction carefully, which brought a slight blush to my cheeks. A pang of pure pleasure spread through me when those lips finally connected with my burning flesh, intensified the very next moment when he began sucking my clit.
“Ah... You’re so good. Yes. That’s it... Just like that...”
I couldn’t stop squirming, pushing his head into my mound that was now throbbing too fast and too hard. After all his teasing, I was more than ready to explode, soaking his face with my juices.
“I’m going to come, Bryce. Don’t stop. I’m so going to come...”
He sucked me quicker, adding one finger into play when he pushed it into my hole, and it was all I needed to come so damn hard.
“Bryce!”
I screamed and arched my back, thrusting my pussy into his face when I became overwhelmed with pleasure. My legs shuddered forcefully, my vision turning white for a couple of blissful moments that erased every coherent thought from my mind.
“Fuck me. You’re so fucking hot,” he growled and stood up, impatient to get his clothes off.
I helped him with his pants and boxers, having decided to return the favor. “Now I get to please you,” I told him and went down on my knees.
“Fuck,” he cursed, grabbing my head when I took his huge dick into my hands and stroked him.
“You’re so big.”
“Chloe,” he growled, fisting his hand in my hair.
“And only mine,” I whispered seductively, looking him in the eyes, and pushed his cock into my mouth.
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