by Lexy Timms
"I know that. I just get jealous sometimes, but it was my fault that I wasn't at dinner tonight." He worked his slacks off before pulling down his blue boxer briefs. His thick cock sprang from its cage, and he groaned before stroking himself once and moving up on the bed.
"No need to be jealous. I'm madly in love with you." Jamie wrapped an arm around his shoulders and pulled him against her as she kissed his lips and moved to his neck. "You're all I want."
"I'm all you get." He positioned himself to enter her and moved to his elbows, looking down and smiling at her. "Damn, you're beautiful! I'm the luckiest man in the world."
“Good. Now fuck me.”
He pushed forward, and she groaned as her eyes closed and back arched. The delicious pressure of having him open her up like only he could was almost too much.
"So tight, Jamie. Every time, baby." He kissed her neck before moving down and pulling one of her nipples into his mouth.
"Move." She pressed her heel against his butt as he chuckled and started to work her.
"Yes, ma'am." He lifted up and pulled her legs up a little as he continued to drive into her. His lips brushed by her ear as he grunted slowly with each thrust.
It didn't take long, and she felt him tense up. She was so close, and didn't want to miss out on one more time of feeling her body explode thanks to his.
"Faster. Harder." She ran her nails down his back as he licked at his lips and nodded.
"Need me to fuck you like I don't love you?" He brushed her hair back, and the wicked glint in his eyes left her racing toward the edge of orgasm.
She nodded, not able to catch her breath as he lifted up a little and stole her breath with his rhythm, his power. Moments later, she joined him as they both cried out and took turns prolonging the pleasure as best they could.
Alex fell down on top of her and panted softly against her hair. "Damn, you're incredible! More woman than I could ever deserve. Making love to you is the best part of my day."
"Then you should do it daily." She reached up and rubbed his back as she held him against her.
"I agree. Let me hold you for a few minutes, and then I want more." He kissed her a few times before rolling off and turning on his side. She cuddled up to him with her back to his chest as he spooned her in the cold sheets of his bed.
"I'm sorry again about today." He kissed her shoulder as his fingers played along her outer thigh.
"It's alright. I just hate it when it happens." She took his arm and wrapped it around her. He cupped her breasts and squeezed softly.
"I know. I'll keep working on it. I don't want a rift between us. Not ever."
"Me neither." She closed her eyes, enjoying the warm security of being in his arms. Speaking of security.
"I was trying to ask you earlier what the new code is on the alarm for the house." She turned her face a little.
He planted several soft kissing along the side of her face. "It’s not working at the moment. Since we changed Wi-Fi service, it started acting up. I called about it last week and they were going to come out and check if a line’s been cut or what’s up.” He grinned and nipped at her ear. “Are you scared here when I'm not here? The dog was supposed to help with that."
"Not really scared, but there’ve been some burglaries in this area since Christmas. I just don't want to have someone break in when we’re here, or not here. It's just a scary thought." She shivered. The room was a little too chilly. "Can you pull up the covers?"
He sat up and grabbed them, dropping the feather duvet over the top of her shoulders before snuggling back against her. "I'll call them again tomorrow if it’ll make you feel better, but don't worry about the news. They always over-do that stuff anyway. You know that."
"I know, but better safe than sorry, right?"
"Absolutely." He ran his hand over her hip and down the curve of her rear. "Speaking of sorry, I believe I have some making up to do. I want more of you."
"Yes, show me how sorry you are. Again.” She pressed against his hand and reached back, cupping his head as she rubbed herself against him. “I'm all yours."
"Mm mm… I like that. Almost too much." He pressed his nose to her ear and breathed in deeply. "Did I tell you that I'm completely in love with you? That nothing seems right when you're mad at me?"
"No, but I wouldn't mind hearing that every day, all day." She chuckled, and relaxed as he fondled her. If he wanted to make love, she would be all for it, but it'd better be soon. The warmth of his body against hers combined with the silky covers and the darkened room pulled her toward sleep.
"Then I'll make sure to tell you more often." He moved his hand around to her belly before sliding his hand between her thighs. "Just once more."
"As many times as you want, but first... tell me why you were so mad today." She pulled his hand from between her thighs and turned her head a little to look back at him once more. "I don't think I've seen you that upset before."
"With Nicholas?" He moved up to prop his head up with his hand.
"Yeah. Over the government reporting stuff. You seemed over the top about it. Is it that big a deal?"
"No. It's the fact that he thinks he has the right to tell me what to do with my company." Alex let out a long sigh. "Let's talk about it tomorrow. I don't want to let that bastard into my night. He half ruined my day already."
"Okay, but I don't like seeing you so upset. We need to do something to put a buffer between the two of you." Jamie took his hand and ran it down her tummy again. A year before that, she would have died had someone tried to touch her stomach. After losing so much weight and getting her confidence back, she wasn't at all worried about it.
Or maybe it had more to do with the fact that it was Alex, and less to do with how she felt about her body. He loved her, and had proven it with his words and most of his actions over the last eight months.
"The buffer won't be you. I don't want you near him." Alex rubbed his erection against her bottom. "Anything else before I get to make you scream my name again?"
"Nothing that we need to talk about tonight, but tomorrow, I get an hour of your time. I'm your PA, and there are a lot of things that we need to discuss relating to the company and such." She stretched her hands up and cupped the post nearest her, settling on her knees and elbows. "That's all."
Alex groaned at the sight of her body as the sheets fell away. "Good. You can be my PA tomorrow. Tonight I want my woman." He rolled over her and moved up behind her, pressing himself deep into her before stretching out over her back. His fingers wrapped around hers as he pressed in farther and tucked his face into the side of her neck.
"Fuck me, then," she whispered roughly. She moved her derrière against him and panted deliriously, needing Alex to satisfy her again. “Fuck me, hard. Please, Alex?”
The begging turned Alex hard. He sat back, and watched her from behind as she begged and wiggled her butt. He slid his chest over her ass as his hand reached for her knees and spread them further apart.
Jamie arched her back for more exposure as Alex position his hips and slid inside and out of her. He groaned as her tight, wet tunnel surrounded his cock. He thrust in and out of her, causing her to cry out as he grew harder and forced himself further into her.
Every part of Jamie’s body was in motion. Her breasts swung back and forth as her hands gripped the poster of the bed, her arms trembling with desire and exhaustion. She held on tightly as Alex rammed against her again and again. Her heels lifted to press into his strong glutes, so only her knees were on the mattress.
Alex’s hands spread across her ass and hips. “Fuck, I love your rock-hard ass,” he huffed as he guided her back and forth against his shaft.
Jamie couldn’t stop herself when her orgasm came. There was no pre-warning. She cried out as millions of sensational explosions erupted inside of her. She swore she had never had an orgasm that intense. Her body tightened and trembled over and over.
Alex increased his movement as she came and he erupted insid
e her, crying out loudly as he orgasmed. His motions slowed as he continued to press into her, their bodies covered in sweat. He finally withdrew, and Jamie moaned as the feeling of him inside of her left her feeling momentarily empty.
She collapsed onto the bed as he dropped beside her.
“I’m never fucking let you go,” he mumbled, half laughing as he wrapped his arm over her shoulders. “You’re beyond amazing.”
She couldn't think of a better way to fall asleep than wrapped around the man who held her heart, her body beyond exhausted and her desire for a life with him and no one else.
"I love you. You're mine," she whispered as she started to doze off.
"Only yours, Jamie. Only yours."
Chapter 5
Alex was gone when she got up the next morning, and with the thermometer outside reading twenty-three, there was no need in trying to take a jog. She would most likely freeze in place. The only good thing about that was the idea of just how he would go about trying to warm her back up. She hit the gym beside the apartment and enjoyed running on the treadmill in tights and a sports bra. Her body ached from last night, but it wasn’t entirely unpleasant. She showered and dressed, taking a bowl of food down for Jake.
Mark wasn't at the apartment when she stopped by before heading into the office, which could only mean one of two things: He either grabbed a ride with Alex, or called a cab. They would have to get him a rental car until all his stuff got delivered. She made a mental note to ask him why he hadn’t driven his old truck on the trip. She let Jake out, and brought him and the now-empty bowl of dog food back to the house.
At the office, she grabbed a cup of oatmeal from the cafeteria downstairs, and prepared for a long day. Between helping Alex prepare for their tax filings, getting Mark settled, doing her own job, and trying to work through Nicholas' desires for the additional governmental audit, it was going to be ugly. She dug her heels in as she rode the elevator. Part of her dreaded the day and the other part of her couldn’t wait to get started, check things off her list, and organize. It was days like this that powered her like an energizer bunny.
Gina wasn't at her desk as Jamie walked through the ornate lobby of their offices, which was a little unusual. The woman rarely got up to even go to the bathroom. Alex's door was shut, and she could hear voices behind the closed door, but couldn't make out who he was talking to.
She could catch him a little later in the morning. Mark was her first priority.
Walking into her office, she stopped short, a little surprised to see Mark already bent over a stack of papers on the table. Paul was at his desk in the far corner of the office, typing away.
"Morning, guys." Jamie smiled and walked to her desk, dropping her stuff and turning to realize they both had earphones in. She spoke louder the next time and almost enjoyed them frantically tugging at the wires in their ears. "Morning, guys!"
"Morning." Mark stood and smiled. "You're a late bloomer in the mornings, I see."
Paul chuckled. "This is actually early. She's usually at least another hour from being here on a good day."
"Easy, freshman. I used to come in before Mr. Reid. My morning started before five. I have a dog I need to feed and walk. Plus, I take a lot of my work home with me now." She ignored the smirk on Mark’s face, figuring if he made a dirty comment, she would kill him with a warning look. She moved around to the other side of her desk and sat down. "Everything going okay?"
"Yeah, I think so. I wanted to show you a few more things, but I'll wait until you've had your breakfast." Mark stretched and nodded toward Paul. "Your whiz kid over here already looked through it and said we needed to check into a new login ID that was added to some of the accounts."
Jamie's eyebrow lifted. "A new ID was added as an authorized user for the accounts?"
Paul spun around in his chair and nodded. "Yep. Looks like whoever it is has the same access to certain accounts that you and Gina have."
"That's impossible." Jamie got up, forgoing her breakfast due to her stomach tightening in worry. "Let me look at it now. Unless Alex hasn't told me something, there’s no one but me and Gina who should be listed on all of the purchasing accounts.” She was almost positive it should only be them.
"Well, there is. Let's figure out who it is, and maybe we can better understand some of these odd reconciling items on the bank accounts." Mark sat back down and pulled out three packages, handing all of them to Jamie as she stood beside him.
"JPK134. Who the heck has that user ID?" She tilted her head and flipped through a few more pages. There weren't but a handful of charges, but even still... there shouldn't have been any.
"No clue. Let's talk to Barton down in IT." Paul moved up beside her and scanned his finger down the paper, stopping at a few thirty-dollar charges. "Why would we have a grocery store on our expenditures? Did you guys throw a big Christmas party and cater it yourself? If so, why wasn't I invited?"
Jamie gave him a sideways glance. "Yeah, Alex would let us do that. Please."
Paul laughed. “Who knows? I got an iPad Air for Christmas from him and a Mac Notebook. I sure as hell ain’t complaining.”
Jamie smiled, too distracted with the stacks of paper in front of her to laugh at Paul’s appreciation for Alex’s Christmas spirit.
"Wow." Mark leaned back in his chair. "It honestly looks like we've caught someone in the middle of a criminal act. I'll be interested to see who it is."
"Me too." Jamie rubbed her fingers over her lips. "Alright, well, you guys keep doing what you're doing. I need to talk to Alex. I don't want to dig into something that he already knows about. It would be a waste of our time."
"Agreed," the guys responded in tandem.
Jamie walked back to her desk and took a quick bite of her oatmeal before making her way to see Gina. The woman still wasn't there, but a middle-aged business man was.
"Morning, sir." Jamie moved around the desk.
"About time. I've been standing here for fifteen minutes." His brow pulled tight.
"I'm sorry about that. I'm not sure where Mr. Reid's secretary is, but I'm happy to help you." Jamie kept her attention on the man, and forced the pleasant smile she was used to giving onto her face.
"Oh. You're not his secretary?"
"No, sir. What can I do to help you?" She opened the appointment book on Gina's desk and picked up a pen. Whereas Alex made the poor Gina put his appointments on an electronic calendar, she was far too old-school to not have a physical book to write everything down in.
"I have an appointment with him right now." The man’s tone was a little better, but not much.
Jamie glanced down and scanned the page. "Mr. Canning?"
"That's me."
"Have a seat and I'll let him know that you're here." Jamie gave the man the last smile she had in her for him and finished scanning the book. Annette's name was listed just after lunch, which was more than a surprise.
That woman was one of Alex's many exes, and had tried to pin a false pregnancy the year before on him. They hadn't found out why she’d done it, but Jamie reasoned that it was a last-ditch effort to get him back. It hadn't worked in the end, but the distance it had put between her and Alex was more than enough to be upset about.
She ignored the sickening feeling that rolled around in her stomach and walked to Alex's office, knocking softly and poking her head in to find him and Gina in a heated discussion.
"Hey, guys. Sorry to interrupt, but Mr. Canning is out here for his nine-thirty meeting with you, Alex."
"Thanks. Send him in." Alex glanced over at Gina. "We'll talk more later. I'm not done with this."
She shrugged. "Fine, but my words aren't going to change."
"Not good enough for me, Gina." He moved back to his desk just before his eyes met Jamie's. "Morning, Jam—Ms. Connors."
"Morning, Mr. Reid." She moved back as Gina walked out, the other woman not saying anything. From the looks of things, she was quite pissed. "Everything okay?"
"Nope.
Send Mr. Canning in. We'll talk about the rest of this stuff later." Alex turned and started to type on his keyboard, effectively shutting down the conversation.
It wasn't a good time to bring up the bank reconciliations, from what she could tell. She was his right hand. She would just dig into it, and if nothing came of it, then good. There was no reason to bother him with it anyway. "Okay." She turned and half expected Gina to be back at her desk, doing her job, but she wasn't. The tension between her and Alex wasn't good. She motioned to the gentleman sitting by the window in the waiting room. "Right this way, Mr. Canning."
"Perfect. Thank you." He got up, and Jamie ushered him in.
After making sure everything else was fine, she walked the long way back to her office to grab the files that had the new user ID on them. The guys were back to working with their earbuds in, which was almost too cute. Jamie grabbed her coat and buttoned it up, picked up the files, and walked to the elevator.
A pretty blond with a pixie cut and vibrant green eyes was getting off as Jamie got on.
"Oh sorry." Jamie moved back and held the door.
"No problem." The girl looked a little lost, but Gina could redirect her. Jamie had to get something done or she'd feel like she did the night before... useless. With so many things piling up on her to-do list, she needed to stay focused and not let little things, like Annette coming to see Alex later that day, bother her. He was hers, and he’d made that more than clear last night.
Alone in the elevator, she spoke quietly to herself. "By the end of the week, all of your stuff will be in his place. Stop worrying all the damn time. He isn't Stephen." She walked out of the elevator bank and pushed the doors to the front door open as the wind whipped around her. Her ex-boyfriend, Stephen, who was now her brother-in-law, had only been interested in one thing... sex.
Not that she didn’t like sex. Just not with Stephen. Yuck.
