by T. L. Quinn
Ally thinks about what I said for a few moments. “Well, there is only one way to find out. You have to talk to Dean.”
I know she is right, but I don’t even know when I am going to see him next. He was gone when I woke up this morning with the note for us that he had some business to take care of today. I am not even sure how long that is going to take. Maybe he left on a business trip.
It’s not like I have his phone number to text him. Maybe I could ask Brian for it. Pretend it has something to do with the house. No. No that’s dumb. Dean might not even want me to text him. It’s not like he gave me his number last night. Ugh. I wish I just knew what he was thinking.
As if just thinking about him summons him up, Dean walks into the cafe with his hand on the small of some blonde’s back as they ask the hostess for a table. My shoulders slump.
Well I guess that answers all my questions.
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I am squirming in my chair, trying to hide myself so Dean doesn’t see me. Ally looks at me funny, and then checks over her shoulder to see what I am looking at. Of course, Dean stands out in a crowd with his tall stature and perfectly fitted suit. Not to mention how gorgeous his smile is, but it’s his eyes though that really set him apart the most. Those bright green eyes that are staring right back at mine like they are gazing into my soul. I avert my gaze from him and look back at Ally. She whips her head back around to me. “Oh my god. Is that him?”
I give a small nod, trying to make it look like we aren’t talking about him even though we obviously are. Ally turns around to check him out again. “Damn girl! Get it!”
I nod my head to the side and glare back at Ally “Really?”
She apologizes, but her smile says she is not sorry at all. I look down at my lap.
“Maybe I will just come stay with you. Maybe I can steal some pillows from Brian to use on your couch. It’s the least these Douglas men owe me after all the turmoil they’ve put me through.”
Ally laughs, but she can tell I am disappointed about Dean being here with some girl. “C’mon girl. You never let a little competition get in your way before. She’s not even that pretty.”
I glance over to the blonde in the short black dress. Her legs are long and tone in her heels and let’s just say her rack puts mine to shame. I glance back at Ally. “Really?”
She laughs a little. “Okay sure, she’s smoking hot, but you can tell she’s totally fake. And if Dean doesn’t see how you are so much sexier than some bimbo, then he probably isn’t the right guy for you anyway.”
I know she’s right, but somehow Brian cheating on me didn’t hurt so bad when I had Dean’s attention. Now that that’s gone too, I am starting to feel bad about myself.
I need to get away from him for a second, so I don’t break down. “I am going to run to the bathroom a minute. Want to hit the mall after this? I have a couple hours before my shift, and I'd rather not go back to my temporary home.” Ally smiles back at me “Sure.”
I don’t actually have to use the bathroom, so I just touch up my hair and makeup for a few minutes to waste time. I at least want to look my best when I walk out so he knows what he is missing. There’s a knock at the bathroom door since they only have two single stall bathrooms here. At first, I think it is Ally checking to see if I am okay, but she would have just shouted some inappropriate thing through the door in true Ally fashion, so it must just be someone trying to use the bathroom. “Just a second.”
I go to the door and open it up to let the next person in when I am suddenly pushed back in. It takes a moment for my brain to process what just happened. My back is pressed against the door I just opened, and there are arms boxing me in on both sides of my head. When I look up, I am staring into the most beautiful green eyes. “Dean?”
I hear the sound of the deadbolt clicking back into place, and I glance down to see Dean just locked the door and his body is pressed against me everywhere. “What are you doing?”
His voice is so deep and gravely against my ear “I tried to stop myself, but I couldn’t resist.” He licks at the spot below my ear and continues to trail kisses down my neck. I try to lean away a little “What about your date?”
Dean just laughs “Date?” He says the word like he doesn’t know what I am talking about.
He continues his kisses across my collarbone, and I am getting so hot I know if I don’t stop this now, I won’t be able to.
This time I use my hand to push his chest away. “Yes date. You looked pretty cozy over there with Miss mini dress.”
Dean’s lips twitch up on one side into a mischievous smirk. "Are you jealous Caroline?”
His smile grows even bigger. I can’t tell if him being so nonchalant means nothing really is going on with Malibu Barbie or if he is just such a player he doesn’t care he has one date waiting for him outside while he is in here with me.
“My friend is waiting for me.” I try to push at his chest again.
Instead of letting me leave, Dean presses his body against mine again and starts nuzzling my neck with his nose. “I told her to leave.”
I push him away again so I can look him in the eyes. “You what?”
Dean just shrugs. “I told her you may be occupied for a while, so if she had somewhere to go, she should leave.” Of course Ally would happily do just that and leave me here with him.
My mouth is just hanging open as I stare at him. “Dean. I am not having sex with you in this bathroom.”
Instead of taking it as a rejection, Dean just asks “But you will be having sex with me again?”
Actually, I take that back. He didn’t ask. He just said “But you will be having sex wtih me again.”
I slip around him and put some space between us. “I need to get to work.”
He steps towards me and grabs my chin lightly between his fingers, and then he leans down and places a gentle kiss on my lips. It is so soft and quick, but it ignites my heart into overdrive. How can something so simple be so explosive?
“Are you coming home tonight?”
The way he says home like it is our home together makes butterflies swarm in my stomach.
“I don’t know. I haven’t talked to Brian yet.” I look down to my feet.
“Don’t.”
My eyes shoot back up to his. “What?”
“Don’t talk to him yet. Just stay with us until your apartment is ready.”
I blink my eyes a few times. “Wait a minute. Let me get this straight. You want me to continue dating Brian even though I know he cheated on me so that I can stay at your house so you can what? Secretly fuck me behind his back?”
Dean smiles at my vulgar language. “A man can dream.”
“Uh huh. And what happens when Brian makes a move on me? Because beside what you want to believe, we have had sex. You okay sharing?”
Dean cringes so hard at my snarky remark. “Jesus. Please never mention sex with my son ever again.”
I raise my eyebrow at him edging him on to actually answer my question.
“I don’t know. I figured you’ve gone this long without doing it. What’s a few more weeks?”
I roll my eyes. “I am talking to Brian next time I see him. What happens after that is yet to be determined.”
Dean blows out a frustrated breath. “Fine, but come talk to me before you just up and leave.”
I give in. “Fine. I really have to go now.”
Dean reaches for me and pulls me into such a hot kiss, I almost want to reconsider my stance on bathroom sex, but then he pulls away suddenly, winks and walks out the door back to his “not-a-date".
I don't actually have to be to work for a couple hours, so I still head to the mall. I somehow end up in a lingerie store. I pretend it has nothing to do with recent events. I just need to update some of my sexy panties. No big deal. I text Ally.
Me: Thanks for ditching me.
Ally: OMG I need details!
Me: Yeah well maybe if you didn't leave, I'd give them to you.
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Ally: You are SOOOOO glad I left.
Me: Haha! Yeah okay. I'll call you tomorrow.
Ally: Can't wait to hear all about it!
Well, at least I have my whole shift to try to figure out what to do. Hopefully that'll be enough time. Somehow thought I know I'll just keep getting distracted thinking about Dean. It's going to be a long night.
Chapter 8
The diner was slow tonight, so my boss sent me home early even though I tried to convince her to have me help clean up more so I could stay longer, but I had already restocked all the supplies and wiped down pretty much every surface in the building.
I blow out a breath before I open the front door. Well, here goes nothing. When I walk in, the house is dark except I can see the light on in Dean’s office from under the door. I can hear a muffled voice talking, so he is probably on the phone. I walk upstairs to my room and Brian is sitting on the bed on his phone.
When he sees me walk in, he quickly closes out whatever he was doing. Probably sexting with Maddison. “Hey, you’re home early.”
I just shrug at him. “Yeah the diner was kind of slow tonight.” I suddenly get nervous and chicken out on confronting him right away. “I’m going to take a shower.”
I take extra long getting ready for bed after my shower. I blow dry my hair, put lotion on my legs, brush my teeth, do a moisturizing face mask. Anything to stall more time. Maybe Brian will be asleep by the time I get out. I throw on some sleep shorts and a tank, but I feel too exposed even though I”ve worn this around Brian so many times before. I reach for my bathrobe and throw it on before I walk out.
When I walk back into the room, Brian is still on the bed, but he is laying down now watching videos on his phone. “You going to bed?”
Brian glances up at me from his phone. “Yeah probably soon. Had a long day.”
I give a fake smile. “I bet. You got home pretty late last night. How was the night out with the guys?”
Brian shrugs. “Nothing special.”
Well, now I know he can just easily lie about what he was up to. It doesn’t seem like this was a one time thing that he regrets and wants to come clean about. I decide to push him further. “Jason’s story had a selfie with Rebecca. You guys invite Maddison out?”
This gets Brian’s attention more, but he just holds to his lie. “We just ran into them. Just said hi and went our separate ways.”
I squeeze my fingers into a fist. I can feel my anger rising again. This asshole.
“Oh really? You didn’t even get a couple drinks together? I mean you could have invited me out. You know I love to dance. Just didn’t want to interfere on guys’ night.”
Brian goes back to looking at his phone. “Yeah no, we just wanted to hang out with guys. Otherwise you know I would have called you.”
My breaths are coming in harsher than before, and I can feel my anger rising. It was one thing to find out Brian was cheating on me. I think somewhere deep down I always knew something was up, but having him lie so casually to my face is affecting me even more. It is making me question if anything he ever said to me was true. Was our whole relationship fake? Can I really trust what anyone says?
I decide I can’t confront him about this right now. Dumping his sorry ass just doesn’t seem like enough. I have to get out of this room.
“Is your dad home? I need to unwind. I think I am going to go watch some TV.”
Brian briefly looks up from his phone. “Yeah he’s down in his office. He said he had to make some overseas call, so he’ll probably be up late, but he won’t bother you. He said he had to sort out a mess with the CEO of the company he is working with because they sent his wife to meet him for lunch today, but she wasn’t even involved in the part of the business he is working on.”
I suddenly exhale a breath of relief. The CEO’s wife? So maybe Dean really wasn’t on a date today.
“Okay sounds good. Night.”
I walk downstairs and turn on the TV. I throw my robe on the couch, and before I know what I am doing, I am in front of Dean’s office door. I can hear him talking on the other side. I reach for the door handle and twist. It’s not locked, so I walk in and shut the door.
Dean looks up from the papers he was looking at surprised to see me in here. His eyes drift down from mine taking in the little clothes I am wearing, and when his eyes are done slowly perusing down, they shoot back up to mine. Only this time when our eyes connect, there is no longer surprise in them. Now they are pure lust.
His heated stare causes shivers to run down my spine and goosebumps appear all over my skin. I can feel my nippes harden against the thin material of my tank top and a throbbing sensation shoots between my legs.
I walk over to his desk and push his chair back. I reach for the back of his neck as I get up on his chair and straddle him. I am not usually this forward with men. My first thought is that I keep coming onto Dean because I am pissed at Brian, but that doesn’t explain why I felt the same way when I first figured out he was Brian’s dad. I wasn’t fighting with Brian then, and I still wanted him just as much.
I run my tongue up Dean’s neck and then bite gently on his ear. His hand on my hip grips me hard, and he makes a quiet grunt noise. I make a trail of kisses back down his neck and start unbuttoning his dress shirt. With each button that opens, I place another kiss down his chest.
Dean tries to pull away slightly and puts a finger up to say just a second, but I ignore him and slide off his lap down onto the ground in front of him. At first Dean thinks I am just giving him space to finish his phone call, but his eyes shoot down to me when he feels my hands undoing his belt and pulling down his pant's zipper. Dean is shooting daggers at me with his eyes and he mouths the words “Don’t you dare.” His challenge only further encourages me to continue.
I reach into his boxes and pull out his already hard cock giving it a few light squeezes as I run my fist up and down it. Dean’s whole body tenses. “Yes Mr. Daniels. I just need the files on the O’Connor contract.” Dean quickly spits out.
I pause my hand when I get to the base, and this time instead of running my hand back up, I stick my tongue out and run it all the way up to his tip where I swirl it around the head. Dean’s hand grabs my hair, and he rolls his eyes up to the ceiling. His mouth hangs open in a silent moan. The sight is so hot that I don’t waste anymore time teasing and take him into my mouth all the way.
Dean’s hand shoots to his desk phone and slams on the mute button. “Jesus! Fuck!”
I don’t stop my head bobbing up and down on his cock. “Caroline....” Dean groans. “Just give me a minute. Fuck.” Dean quickly unmutes the phone so he can respond to whatever Mr. Daniels just said. I flatten my tongue more and pull my lips over my teeth so I can suck him tighter and faster. Dean is trying to get off the phone as quickly as possible. “Yes. Yes that’s fine. Please just send the file over to my assistant, and I will have Greg look it over in the morning.”
Dean is quiet for a few seconds listening and his hand tightens in my hair more. “Yes. Okay. Sounds good. Have a goodnight. Bye.”
Dean slams the phone down on the receiver, and lifts me off the floor so fast, I didn’t even realize it was happening until I was laying flat on my back across his desk.
Dean’s smirk looking down at me makes me swallow hard. His voice comes out so sexy and gravely “My turn.”
He hooks his fingers in my shorts and pulls them down to my knees but not all the way off.
Then his face is down by my thighs, and he is kissing his way up. One hand is grabbing my thigh, and the other makes its way up under my shirt. He begins pinching and tugging at my nipples just as his mouth makes it to my center.
The anticipation is killing me but Dean is just hovering over me. “Dean…” I moan out. He looks up at me and licks his lips. Another devilish smile making its way on his face. “Now Caroline. You have to be quiet.” Dean tisk at me. “Brian is right upstairs. Dont. Make. A. Fucking. Sound.”
Jesus.
I am so turned on right now.
I nod my head promising to be quiet. Then I feel it. Dean’s tongue pushing through my folds and running up my slit until he reaches the most perfect spot on my clit where his tongue circles a few times. I gasp out in a whisper “Oh my god!”
Dean pinches down hard on my nipple. “I said not a sound.”
I bite down on my bottom lip to stop myself from making anymore noise, and Dean continues with his tongue.
Between the way his tongue dives into me and when he nibbles softly on my clit, I am so close to coming. My heartbeat is pounding in my throat, and my muscles are so wound up, I know when I release I am going to scream out. “Dean!” I gasp. He doesn’t let up. “Dean!” I say more sternly this time, but instead of responding to me, he takes two fingers and shoves them all the way inside me at the same time his mouth sucks my clit in so hard.
I can’t stop my orgasm from happening. I grab the only thing that is in reaching distance, which is Dean’s hand, and I bite down hard to silence the scream that is coming out of me as I fall apart. My back arches off his desk, and he gently continues to pump his fingers and suck on me until I am all the way through.
I can still feel the vibrations shooting through my pussy when I let his hand out of my mouth and look at him. He doesn’t look like I hurt him even though I can see the teeth imprints on his hand. In fact, he looks even more turned on than before.
His lips come crashing down onto mine. He lifts me off the desk and wraps his arms around me. His hands are everywhere on my body. I push his shirt the rest of the way off and he yanks mine over my head. “Fuck Caroline. That was so hot.”
If I thought it was hot before, Dean admitting it was hot just brought it up a few more notches.
“I need to be inside you.” Dean groans against my lips.
