by Lexy Timms
“I swear I'm addicted to you.” She licked her way down to the top of his briefs and tugged them over his erection, enjoying immensely how his cock popped from its prison to stand thick and hard for her.
“Don't ever let that change.” He slid his hand into her hair as she slipped her fingers over his silky shaft and moved up, licking slow circles around the tip of him.
A groan lifted from his lips as he tugged her hair a little to encourage her to stop playing and start working him. She knew his antics, but enjoyed—almost too much—teasing him to the point of aggression.
“Take it, Jamie. Please.” He glanced back down, his blue eyes brilliant against his tan face and dark goatee.
“Anything for you, baby.” She pressed her lips over his swollen flesh and pressed toward him, working him slow as her fist tightened around the base of his erection. She tugged with her hand, her lips pressing to her fingers as he reached out and gripped her shoulders, arching his back and working himself into her.
He was beyond sexy in his unashamed need to take pleasure from her.
“So good,” he huffed as his fingers tightened on her shoulders.
“Mmmhmm.” She picked up the pace, working to touch every inch of him with her hands or tongue.
Moments later, he went board-stiff and cried out.
Jamie smiled and forced herself to work harder as he came, moaning her name as he did. She drank him as he glanced down and palmed the side of her face, his eyes glassy, his lips parted as he panted.
“So beautiful, baby. So fucking beautiful.” He moved back and reached down, pulling her up and kissing her roughly. “Dinner is gonna have to wait.”
“I agree.” She ran her hands over his hips and squeezed his ass, groping him as he cupped her face and make love to her mouth with an intensity that left her dizzy. “I need you. All over me.”
“Good. That's what you're getting.” He moved back before bending over slightly and picking her up, one strong arm behind her back, and the other tucked under her knees. “That felt too good.”
“I want more.” She smiled and pulled his face toward hers as he toted her to the bedroom and carefully set her down.
“So greedy.” He chuckled and tugged at the bottom of her t-shirt, pulling it over her head and leaned down to lick at her breasts as they spilled over the edge of her lacy bra. He gently yanked one of the cups down and sucked her nipple into his mouth as he worked on getting her soft cotton panties over her hips without breaking his attentiveness to her breasts.
She cried out as his fingers ran over her mound, quickly finding their way beneath the cloth of her panties and opening her up.
“I love how wet you are.” He moved up and pressed his lips to hers as he teased her with nothing more than his fingertips.
“I always am around you.” She ran her hands over his shoulders and down his sides. “Don't be easy with me. I'm not breakable.”
“No shit.” He moved back and pulled her panties down as he knelt. He glanced up at her and licked at his lips. “Tell me if I do anything you don't like, though. I know your body is changing a little because of the baby.”
“Hush, and take care of me like you always do.” She slid her hand into his hair and tugged him toward her need.
“Fuck, I love you.” He gripped her hips and kissed her sex twice before urging her to get onto the bed. He followed her up and settled himself between her legs, gripping her thighs and opening them wide as he growled. “So beautiful.”
No words would form as he swiped his tongue over her. She arched and intentionally tried to close her legs.
He chuckled and pushed them back open before leaning down and lapping at her. The world faded around her, and there was nothing but him and the pleasure he offered. That it was done in love made all the difference in the world.
She lifted her hips as he pressed two fingers inside of her, pumping them rhythmically as he flicked his tongue across her clit.
“Alex...” she cried out and ran her hands through his hair.
“Yes, baby?” His voice was mumbled as he continued to suck and lick at her wet flesh.
“Slow down with your fingers or I'm going to come.” She pursed her lips and glanced down, not doing herself any favors by watching him take care of her. Sexy didn't begin to cover it.
He glanced up and winked. “Not a problem.”
The strong thrusting of his fingers only got worse, her request going unfilled. She cried out as heat burst across the center of her stomach and danced along her nerve endings. The deep groan that left him was nothing compared to his increased lapping, as if her pleasure was all he wanted to taste.
She pushed at his strong shoulder with her foot and scooted up the bed away from him. A moan left her as she rolled on her side and squeezed her legs together, enjoying the deep pulse thumping though her.
“I want more, too.” He crawled up the bed and slid his hands over her hip as he leaned over her and pressed himself into her.
She groaned again and turned her upper body as he began to work her, his eyes locked onto hers.
“I love you,” he whispered as he drove into her. “Don't let me hurt you.”
“Harder”,” she whimpered as he smiled and gave her what she asked for.
Moments later, he moved in behind her, spooning her and rocking her with his rhythmic thrusts as his hand ran over the front of her, cupping her tummy, massaging her breasts, gripping the base of her throat carefully.
“You feel so good, baby. So right.” He licked at the side of her neck. “Mine.”
“All yours.” She arched her back as another orgasm hit, and Alex took her over the edge with the most delicious lovemaking she could remember having.
*
“Hey, sleepy head. Get up.” Mark's voice woke her the next morning and she grabbed for the covers, realizing that she was still naked from the night of making love with Alex.
“Stay there! I'm not dressed.” She glanced up to see the bedroom door closed. A sigh left her as she flopped back down on the bed.
“I'm not that dumb. Hurry up. I'm starving and you have all the stuff to make breakfast”,” he chuckled.
“Fine. Give me a few minutes and I'll fix us something.” She got up and walked into the bathroom for a quick shower. After washing the last of Alex off of her, she towel-dried her hair and got dressed for work. Mark should have already been there, which was a little concerning, but she would ask him about it in a minute.
She picked up her phone on the way to the kitchen and smiled at the text from Alex. He wanted her to know that she was the best wife in the world. He was still on cloud nine from the night before. She texted him back to redirect the compliments back at him.
Mark turned from messing with the coffee pot as she walked in. “What are you grinning about?”
“You don't want to know. I'm just flirting with the boss man. Seems like a smart thing to do, seeing that I'm going to be late.” She lifted her eyebrow at him as she sat her phone down. “What's your plan for getting out of trouble?”
“Well, I'm not flirting with him, if that's what you're asking.” Mark handed her a cup of coffee and walked to the breakfast bar, taking a seat. “We can grab something at the diner near the office if you want. There's no need to make you cook. I'll never hear the end of it.”
“I don't mind.” She walked to the fridge and pulled out everything for a quick omelet. “You want toast with this stuff?”
“Anything you're fixing, I'm eating.” He lifted his coffee cup to his lips. “You feeling better? Quite a scare you gave us.”
“Yeah, I'm fine. I'm sorry about that. I just wanted to change the damn light. It really didn't seem like that big of a deal, but obviously it was. I should have just left Jake in the house and everything would have been fine. He kept bumping the ladder.” She worked on chopping up veggies as they chatted.
“I've never seen Alex so terrified. Not even back in the day when they hauled him off to Juvie. I swear he w
as close to tears. Scared the shit out of me.” Mark ran his hand through his short dark hair.
“Close to tears the day they took him to Juvie?” She tossed everything in a pan and picked up a spatula before turning back to Mark.
“Hell, no. He would have sooner been thrown off the Grand Canyon than cry as a kid. I mean the other day when we found you in the garage.” He shuddered. “Alright. Next subject. I'm over this one.”
She rolled her eyes and turned back to the stove. “Why are you running late this morning? You're usually in the office by now.”
“I know. I'm just not feeling it.” He let out a long sigh. “Alex and I have been kicking around ideas for how to help me feel more invigorated about working at the firm with you guys, but I'm just not sure it's my type of gig. He needs help, and I'm staying until he finds it, but after that... I don't know. I think it might be time to pack up and try something new. I know we've talked about this before.”
She glanced over her shoulder at him, not liking the way his shoulders slumped forward. The lack of joy in his job was physically affecting him, and after all he'd been through during his divorce he deserved a happy ending. “I think that's a good idea then. We find some new people to step up, and you start living your dreams.” She cracked a few eggs into the pan. “And what are your dreams?”
“To get married and have kids.” His voice was soft. “I know I have to have a career, and I'm good with working hard, but my dream is to have kids with a woman I can't live without. Seems like a farfetched idea, seeing that I have no prospects right now. Though I am trying.” He grinned ruefully and Jamie had no idea what he meant. She could just imagine.
“You're still young, silly. What are you, mid-twenties?”
“Yeah.” He smirked and got up, grabbing a loaf of bread from the pantry and making toast for both of them. “I'm just ready to start dating again. Kristen was a great girl, but I'm thinking I might need someone older. I'm too damn mature for my age.”
“I'll agree with that, though I'm not sure it's a detriment.” Her stomach growled loudly. “I didn't have dinner last night. Sorry, I just realized.”
“You gotta take care of you and that baby, silly girl.” He stopped beside her and took the spatula. “You butter the toast and I'll finish this. I always tear the bread when I do it.”
“Brute.” She laughed and got the butter out of the fridge.
He made some funny masculine sound and bounced his shoulders as she walked toward the counter. Mark needed a good woman. One who would love him the way he deserved to be loved. Jamie just hoped he could find her before he settled. Guys with their eyes on the prize of forever usually wanted forever to start now.
Finding the right girl would take time, and that required patience, something that Mark didn't seem to have an ounce of.
“This is taking forever,” he grumbled as she laughed. “What?”
“Nothing.” Jamie shook her head and let her thoughts fade. He would find someone, and she planned on trying to help if he’d let her. Now to make some friends worthy of Mark's time.
One more thing to do.
Chapter 5
Jamie couldn't help but mull through her conversation with Mark over breakfast as she drove to the office. He wanted simplicity in his life, and yet he was just as brilliant as Alex, but in a different way. The desire to help him find someone was almost overwhelming, but she tucked it away to worry about later. Mark was a big boy. He could figure things out himself. At least for now.
She only knew one woman who might be of any interest to him, and there was no way she was mentioning her sister to him. Where Christine was definitely a looker, she was a drama queen with enough issues to get her own daytime talk show. Nope. She couldn’t put Mark through that.
And she's still married. Jamie parked the car and walked in, and found Paul walking around the cafeteria area aimlessly. She walked up beside him and repositioned her bag. “Hey.”
“Oh, hey, Jamie. How are you?” He glanced over and gave her a sleepy smile, trying to unsuccessfully stifle a yawn.
“Good. You look like you've been up all night. Partying too much?” She lifted her eyebrow and grabbed an apple from the fruit cart in front of them.
“I wish. I'm studying for another investment dealer exam. They get old after a while, but if you want to sell certain products... you take their damn tests.” He yawned again. “I wish my reason was partying or even being here working, but it's not.”
Jamie reached over and rubbed the top of his back. “See if you can get your stuff done and go study at home.”
“No way. There's too much going on in the office already. I could hear Alex yelling down the hall this morning before the sun came up. I have enough issues in my life. Getting fired isn't something I want added to the list. I'm steering clear today.” He smirked. “Thanks for caring.”
“Of course.” They walked to the front and he plucked her apple from her hand.
“My treat.”
“Good thing I'm a cheap date.” She picked up the apple and took a bite of it as they walked to the elevator.
“A date? What's that?” He snorted as they got into the elevator. “I swear I haven't been on a real date in months.”
“You and Kristen went on a few dates, didn't you?” Jamie pressed the button and leaned against the wall nearest her, grateful that no one else got in with them.
“Not really. I tried to get her to go on a real date with me, but she was too torn with upsetting you guys, heading back home, dealing with stuff from her past. Too much baggage.” He shrugged and lifted the small white container he'd gotten downstairs to his nose, breathing in deeply. “Did you know that Jessie down there in the cafeteria makes the best eggs in the world?”
Jamie laughed and got out of the elevator, holding it for him. “No, but I'm thinking a date might be a good thing.”
“Date? With you?” Alex stopped at his door and lifted his eyebrow as Jamie walked in with Paul.
“Be serious.” She gave him a silly smile.
Alex turned his attention toward Paul and narrowed his eyes just slightly. “Ten mistakes on the last file you gave me. Get more sleep. You're slipping.”
Jamie followed Alex into his office, closing the door with the back of her foot just after giving Paul a quick apologetic look. By the stiff position of Alex's broad shoulders, she could tell that something was off. It usually was.
“Hi, baby.” She set her stuff down and walked over as he dropped down in his chair with a loud sigh.
“Hey.” He ran his fingers down his face as she gripped his shoulders and worked her fingers into the firm muscles, trying to help ease the tension in him.
“What's going on and how can I help?” She leaned down and kissed the side of his face.
He ran his hands over hers, squeezing tightly and then releasing her to stand up. He walked to the windows and slipped his hands into his pockets.
“Telco Investments is looking to take a large share of the market this year.” He glanced over his shoulder. “And my company is at the top of their list.”
“And?” She walked over and wrapped her arms around him, leaning in to press her cheek to his strong back. “You say no.”
“It doesn't exactly work like that, Jamie.” He turned in her arms and wrapped his around her. “It's going to turn into a hostile takeover if I don't fix a few things that have unraveled due to the scandal with Nicholas.”
“So we fix them.” She glanced up at him, trying to keep things simple. He had a way of turning everything into something complex, but it was part of his charm.
“I wish it were that easy.” He glanced down the table before giving her a look. “Please tell me that you're not feeding Lilliana an apple for breakfast. She needs far more than that, Jamie.”
“I had a huge breakfast with your brother, silly. Benton loved the omelet I made him. He's a happy boy this morning.” She lifted up and captured his face in her hands before dotting his lips with kisses. “St
op worrying about me. You have enough to worry about.”
“This coming from the woman who has a death wish lately.” He kissed her again a few times. “Paul's slipping. I don't know what's up with that guy, but I need to sit down and have a long conversation with him.”
“Just do it when you're in a better mood.” She kissed him again and pulled out of his hold. “I have a few things to catch up on, but is there something I can do that might help you with the takeover stuff?”
“Yeah, actually, I need you to work with me this afternoon and evening to clean up a few journals and get a report together that details our strengths and weaknesses.” He turned back to the window. “If you get tired later, you can go home and rest, but I'd like to have you stay with me as long as you can manage without overdoing it.”
“I'm here for you.” She picked up her stuff and slipped out the main door to walk down the hall to her office, instead of going through Alex’s door that lead to hers. She waved at the secretary as she passed, letting him know she was in her office. After closing her door, she sat down to get working on the list of things she needed to do. Being in the hospital for a few days hadn't done her any favors.
*
“Hey. You wanna grab some lunch?” Mark stuck his head into her office just before two.
She glanced down at the clock and let out a yelp. “Two o'clock? Good grief!”
“Right? I got busy, too, but we gotta eat.” He walked in and stopped just inside the door. “We can grab Alex something, too.”
Alex stopped by the door. “I'd rather go out.”
“You two go.” Jamie smiled at the two handsome brothers. “I'm going to grab something I have in the freezer here. I want to get through my stuff so I can help this afternoon with the stuff you have for me.” She stood and stretched, loving how Alex's eyes moved along her body.
“You sure?”
“Positive.”
“Okay. We won’t be gone long. You want us to bring you something back?” Alex smiled and moved past Mark to kiss Jamie on the lips.
“Nope. Just you.” She winked at him and patted his derrière, laughing at Mark as he groaned dramatically.
