Kasey was fighting her orgasm, wanting to extend the pleasure, but Jay wouldn’t let her. It was like he knew her body better than she did, lifting her hips off the bed to reach an angle that sent her over the edge with three swift strokes.
“That’s right, baby. Give it to me,” he whispered in her ear, sliding in and out right through her orgasm.
“Oh God,” she gasped, struggling to catch her breath. “Jay!”
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Jay shook his head in disbelief as he hovered above her, balancing his weight on his elbows without pausing his rhythm.
Kasey was lost to him, no longer fighting the urge to protect herself. She wanted to feel everything, for the first time in a long time. Jay was everything she wanted in a man, but she never thought she could have it.
Now, with him looking into her eyes with longing, she admitted how fast she was falling for him. Reaching up, she gripped two handfuls of his dark hair between her fingers and pulled his lips to hers, wrapping her legs around his waist. Meeting him with every thrust, she rocked into another orgasm, and Jay followed shortly behind, groaning her name as he came again.
When their bodies finally untangled, Jay pulled her into his arms, and Kasey relaxed against his chest as their breathing synced. They lay there in silence, as Jay’s fingers rustled through Kasey’s tangled hair.
“That was incredible,” he finally said, and Kasey beamed looking up at him.
“I’d have to agree,” she blushed.
“I can have this every day?” he asked, with raised eyebrows. Kasey’s stomach felt empty as she struggled to believe Jay would even be open to really having a relationship.
“Can you handle that?”
“I can’t handle not having you like this every day,” he pulled her closer to him.
“You don’t think you’ll get tired of me?” She finally asked the question that was troubling her.
“Never.” His answer was fast and definite. “When are you coming to work for me?”
Kasey laughed loudly at his sudden change of topic. “You’re really just going to go full business talk now?”
“I’ve got more things I want to do to you in my office,” he clarified his thinking and she laughed even harder.
“I have to finish out this last week with Renee, then I’ll be back at Passions.”
“A week. I can handle that,” he said, before flipping Kasey onto her back, again placing himself between her legs.
“Oh, can you?” She asked.
“I can. But can you handle this?” he asked, before sliding deep inside her, their bodies reconnecting as they raced to another climax together.
Chapter 37
Jay
“Should we stop for coffee this morning?” Danny asked, looking at Jay through the rear-view mirror.
He knew he was glowing, but he didn’t care. Laura had told him he looked happy when she finished making his omelet for breakfast. Jay couldn’t deny that he was on cloud nine after his day with Kasey. After spending most of the morning in bed, the two had spent the day together, getting to know one another in more ways than one.
It was the first time he’d looked forward to hearing from a woman in his adult life. From the moment she left his house he had been anticipating the next time he would get to see her.
Strolling into the coffee shop, he’d completely forgotten why he had stopped coming in for coffee, until she was staring into his face, a frown where her usual cheer would be.
“Oh, uh,” he racked his brain for her name, thankful when the nametag reminded him. “Melissa!”
“Glad you remembered that much,” she rolled her eyes. “Why haven’t you called me yet?”
Usually Jay would continue to lead her on, if for nothing else but for the fun of it. He liked having women fawn over him, even if he never planned to fulfil their desires. But, things were different now, and the last thing he needed was a barista he almost made a mistake with to cause tension between him and Kasey.
“Melissa, I’m not going to call you. I should have never gotten your number. That was a misstep on my part. I’m sorry, but nothing is going to happen between us.”
He watched the hurt morph her narrow face as she looked away with reddening cheeks, calling to the man behind him in line for his order. She skipped over Jay, forcing the cheer in her tone as she continued her job.
“You’re a dick, you know that?” She sneered across the counter after finishing with the other customer. Looking over his shoulder, Jay realized she’d timed the insult perfectly. No one else heard Melissa, and deep down he felt like he deserved it.
Without another word, or the cappuccino he’d planned to order, Jay left the coffee shop before giving Danny strict instructions to never bring him back.
The ride to the office was short, and as he made his way to his office, he sent his assistant to retrieve his coffee, returning to his normal routine. For once, Mitchell was not already in his office waiting for him, so Jay decided to pay his business partner a visit.
“Knock, knock!” He cheerfully called out from the doorway of Mitchell’s office.
“Look who’s in bright and early. To what do I owe the pleasure?” Mitchell smiled, stacking the contracts he was looking over in a neat pile before pushing them to the far-right corner of his desk.
Jay closed the door behind him, looking around Mitchell’s office as he made his way to the tweed chair opposite his desk. It was a rare occasion that they met in this office since Jay had the more prominent meeting space. Mitchell’s view was less than stellar, and Jay made a mental note to upgrade his friend’s office, though he knew Mitchell did not care about such trivial details.
“I met with Kasey over the weekend,” Jay began, and Mitchell’s eyes lit up, before instantly dimming.
“Wait. Is this a friend talk trying to understand women, or a business talk, telling me you re-signed the best agent in Minnesota?”
“Both!” Jay flashed his million-dollar smile, and Mitchell clapped his hands together.
“That’s my man! I knew you could handle it!” Mitchell reached down into a drawer, returning with two glass tumblers and an 18-year old bottle of whiskey.
“It’s not even nine in the morning,” Jay glanced at his diamond encrusted Rolex watch.
“We’re not getting hammered, just a celebratory drink. Not only for the asset we gained as a company, but for the amazing woman you’ve found to join your life,” Mitchell walked around his desk, extending the glass of whiskey to Jay.
“I’m not getting married, Mitch,” he scoffed, pretending not to be touched by his best friend’s support.
“Listen, this might be the closest I get to a best man’s toast, I’ve got to take what I can get,” Mitchell teased him and the two clinked glasses before downing the amber liquid.
Jay enjoyed the burning sensation traveling through his chest, breathing deeply as he felt a freedom he hadn’t experienced in years. For the first time, he wasn’t most concerned with Passions Publishing, there were more pressing issues in his life. It felt good to have a life outside of work, something to look forward to.
The two men discussed their plans for the day and the week, as they did every Monday, before Jay made his way back to his office. Jessica had his cappuccino waiting for him, and he called her into his office.
“Yes, Mr. Canton,” she stood with her notebook and pen, ready to jot down his requests. Mondays were usually filled with Jay rattling off all the brilliant ideas he’d had over the weekend, leaving Jessica to figure out how to fulfil them in the most efficient manner.
“First, I want to thank you for such a great job planning my Saturday evening,” he began, and she looked up from her notepad with a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. It was rare to receive a compliment from a boss like Jay, so she was happy to let it wash over her.
“I’ve added a bonus to your pay this week as a formal reward.”
“Thank you, Mr. Canton!”
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p; “No problem. You earned it. Now, for today,” he nodded, a cue to her to get back into work mode, a hint she took at once. Focusing as he began with her list of tasks for the day, sending a large bouquet to Kasey Wright was at the top of the list.
The day passed like a breeze, as Jay was finally back to his normal self, challenging the staff in meetings, suggesting innovative ways to solve problems, and giving feedback on the list of authors presented as possible new signees.
The staff was thrilled to have their leader back, and he felt invincible as they closed out the final meeting of the day.
“Oh, here he is right now,” Jessica said, as Jay approached his office. “I have Ms. Wright for you,” she whispered, covering the receiver with her hand.
“I’ll take it in my office,” Jay pushed the smile back as he used every ounce of restraint to walk normally into his office. After shutting the door, he settled into his desk chair, lifting the receiver in anticipation of hearing her melodic voice.
“Ms. Wright,” he spoke in his business tone.
“Hi,” she failed to match his professionalism.
“Hi, gorgeous.”
“How was your day?” she asked.
“It’s better now,” he smiled, realizing how cheesy he was with her.
“I wanted to see if you’d be available for dinner tomorrow night?” Kasey asked, and he could hear the nerves in her voice. She had no idea how tightly he was wound around her finger, and he liked that.
“I’d love to,” Jay answered after a pause.
“Okay. I’m not renting out a stadium or anything. I was just going to cook for you at my place,” she teased him for his over the top dinner.
“Sounds better than a stadium,” he said, thinking of her bed not far from the kitchen.
“So, I guess I’ll see you then,” she sung the words over the phone.
“I guess you will.”
“Bye.”
“Bye, Kasey.”
Jay placed the receiver in the holder and stretched back in his chair. He was on top of the world, and glancing out of his office window, he couldn’t think of anything else in the world that could make his day better.
Grabbing his coat from the rack in the corner of his office, Jay walked down to Mitchell’s office to recap the day before heading home.
Chapter 38
Kasey
Following the recipe to the letter, Kasey had just finished prepping the lasagna, sliding it into the preheated oven before hopping in for a quick shower. According to Martha Stewart, the dish needed to bake for thirty to forty-five minutes, and Jay would be arriving in half that time.
Having already styled her hair, she quickly washed the smells of the kitchen off before slipping an off the shoulder dress over her naked body. Looking forward to surprising Jay later with her commando look, she rushed back downstairs to begin chopping vegetables for the salad.
It was the first time she’d ever cooked for a man, besides a party night she’d hosted with Nicole for friends. Her nerves were getting the best of her, hoping it would be enough for him. Jay was the type of man who ate at five star restaurants, so she had to shake the thoughts of insecurity from her mind.
He’d done all a man could to prove his sincerity, but no matter what he said, Kasey could not rid herself of the fear that she would not be enough for him.
Just as she finished chopping the green onions, the doorbell rang. After a quick glance around the kitchen, Kasey made her way to the door, happy to see Jay’s handsome face when she looked through the peephole. He was holding a bottle of red wine, he’d asked beforehand if he could at least bring that to dinner.
“You look handsome,” she said, when she opened the door.
His eyes instantly went to her nipples, poking at the fabric of her dress. “You look naked.”
Jay pinched her aroused nipple between the knuckle of his index finger and the pad of his thumb as he planted a wet kiss on her lips, swallowing her gasp.
“That was a hell of a welcome,” she inhaled deeply when he released her.
“I’ve missed you,” he shrugged, looking around her townhouse.
“I missed you, too.”
“I like your place. Can you give me a tour?”
“There’s not much to see,” she said bashfully. After seeing Jay’s home, she didn’t feel that a tour was an adequate way to describe showing her small two bedroom home.
“I want to see it,” he insisted, wrapping his arms around her waist as she led them to the kitchen.
“How about you get used to the first level, and I’ll show you upstairs after dinner?” she asked over her shoulder.
“Deal.” Jay smiled, and she knew he was thinking the same thing she was.
Kasey took the wine bottle, inspecting the label as Jay watched on with pride. She wasn’t a connoisseur by any standard, but she knew a fifteen-year-old Merlot had to be pricey.
“How can I help?” He took the bottle from her hand, letting his fingers linger on hers a bit longer than necessary.
“I’m finishing up the salad. How about you open that expensive ass wine?” She smiled, and Jay followed her instructions to find the corkscrew and glasses.
Kasey chopped cucumbers and added them to the romaine lettuce followed by cherry tomatoes and shaved parmesan cheese. The oven timer sounded, indicating the lasagna was ready and she removed the pan from the oven, happy with the top layer of cheese.
“Ready?” she asked Jay, who nodded before taking his place at the table.
Kasey made each of them a plate of lasagna, a small bowl of salad, and placed a few breadsticks in a small basket, which she sat in the middle of the table.
“I know you’re used to having your salad in a different course, but tonight you’re getting it all at once,” she teased as she settled into her seat.
“My favorite restaurant is Olive Garden,” Jay chuckled, as he reached across his plate to pick a breadstick from the basket.
“It is not!” she exclaimed in disbelief.
“I swear,” he raised his hands in the air before taking a bite of the bread stick.
“I would have never guessed that,” she scrunched her nose in disbelief. “I figured you’d like one of those super fancy restaurants that serve the tiniest portions.”
“I try to stay away from those. I never know which fork to use.”
Kasey could only laugh, as she realized that Jay wasn’t so much different than her after all. Maybe it wasn’t so ridiculous that he could be completely satisfied with a simple girl like her.
“What’s your favorite restaurant?” he asked, before taking a bite of the lasagna.
“Have you ever been to Migos? It’s a Mexican restaurant downtown.”
“Oh yeah. I know the owner,” he nodded with a smile.
“Of course you do.”
“No, I didn’t mean it like that. I went to college with him. I wasn’t name dropping,” he looked embarrassed, which only made Kasey more comfortable.
Jay seemed to be as nervous about their new arrangement as she was, which was exactly what he said when they first discussed it. He was willing to fumble through this if she was. His words replayed in her mind as she accepted that they were going to try this out, finally releasing the tension in her shoulders.
They exchanged small talk and flirtatious smiles between bites as they enjoyed her meal, which Jay said was delicious. Although it was her first time making it, Kasey was impressed with the way it turned out.
“Have you told Renee of your plans to leave yet?” he asked, once they had finished their meal.
“I have a meeting with her tomorrow. I’m both excited and nervous,” she admitted. Kasey had spent a long time preparing what she would say and how she would deliver it.
Renee Rockwell wasn’t the type of woman you wanted against you. The last thing she wanted was to make an enemy, but even if Jay had not offered her a position with Passions Publishing, she knew she could not continue working for Renee. It was a st
ifling work environment, and she couldn’t trust her.
In Kasey’s mind, no healthy relationship could exist without trust, so she knew her employment at Rockwell Publishing was doomed.
“I’m doing the dishes,” Jay announced, rising from the table as he grabbed their empty plates.
“Oh, you’re telling me?” she joked.
“I know you wouldn’t let me if I just offered, so I’m insisting,” he smiled, leaning down to place a soft kiss on her lips. “Dinner was delicious. I didn’t know you couldn’t cook.”
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