Chapter 11
Just One Night
The kiss they shared before he left was so passionate that it left her breathless. She no sooner walked in the door than Eve started asking questions; she hadnât even had time to put her luggage down. Giving Brett an angry glare, she looked back at Eve. âWhatâs with all the questions?â
âBrett said he caught you and your boss making out. I thought you werenât going to get involved with him. What were you thinking?â
Going over to the sofa, she sat down. âI didnât plan on it, it just happened.â
âSo you did sleep with him,â Eve said, sitting in the chair next to her.
Brett was standing with his arms crossed. âThat son-of-a-bitch. I just knew he planned on getting you into bed once he got you to New York. What did he do, get you drunk and take advantage of you?â
âHe did not take advantage of me, it was mutual, and it is none of either of your business who I sleep with.â
âRosalee, weâre just worried about you and donât want to see you get hurt. It never ends well for an employee to sleep with their boss. Everyone at your office is going to call you a slut and say that you got the job because youâre sleeping with him,â Eve said, placing her hand on her shoulder.
âWeâre going to keep our relationship a secret, for now anyway. Iâm a big girl and can take care of myself, so you two donât have to worry about me. I think Iâll go to bed now.â
When she left the room and went to her bedroom, Brett turned to Eve and shook his head. âI donât like this one little bit. I just know heâs going to end up hurting her.â
âMaybe he wonât, and maybe he really does care about her. Whatever happens, all we can do is be here for her if she needs us. The more we try to stop her from carrying on with him, the more she will be drawn to him. I know when I started going out with Rory, people tried to warn me about him, and I wouldnât listen. I had to learn it myself, the hard way.â
The next day when she got to work, Ace was already in his office working, so she went and poured him a cup of coffee and took it to him. âGood morning, Mr. Thatcher.â
He looked up when she walked in and set his coffee on the desk. âGood morning, Miss Keller. I will need those contracts so that I can sign them and get them sent off.â
âIâll get right on it and have them to you in about an hour.â When she went to walk away, he grabbed her hand. âWas there something you wanted, sir?â
He let go of her hand and spoke quietly just in case someone happened to walk by. âWhat I want is to bend you over my desk, pull down your panties, and fuck you.â
She gave him a seductive smile. âIâm sorry, sir, but I donât believe that is part of my job.â She turned and walked out, closing the door behind her, and could feel his eyes on her. Hearing him talk dirty like that turned her on, and she could feel her panties dampening. She was kept busy the rest of the day, as was Ace. They tried not to make eye contact in case anyone were to notice.
Later at quitting time, when he was leaving to go home for the day, he stopped at her desk. âHave a good evening, and Iâll see you tomorrow.â
âYes, good evening.â
For the next few days, they kept their distance, except for the occasional secret smile they gave each other. On Friday, he had her set up a board meeting with the rest of the employees, and she sat beside him taking notes. While everybody was looking down at their papers and going over what was put before them, he discreetly placed his hand over her thigh, hearing a little gasp coming from her lips. He removed his hand right away when the others turned their heads to him and started asking questions. When the meeting was over and everyone had left the room except Rosalee and himself, he stood in front of her. Oh, how he wanted to reach out and touch her, to kiss her and feel her sweet lips against his.
âDo you have any plans this weekend?â
She glanced around to make sure that nobody was nearby. âNo, why do you ask?â
âI want you to spend the weekend with me at my place. Iâll follow you home and wait for you while you pack a bag, not that youâre going to need too many clothes.â
She had missed being with him this past week, and the thoughts of spending a whole weekend with him were too good to pass up. âI think that can be arranged,â she said as she left the room.
When it was quitting time, they both got into their separate vehicles and drove out of the parking lot towards her apartment building. He waited outside in his car for her to come back. She had asked him if he wanted to come in, but he refused, not wanting to have a confrontation with Brett.
She was glad that the other two were not home; they still werenât sure about what was going on between her and Ace. Walking from her building, he was standing there by the passenger door and opened it for her to climb in. As soon as he got in the driverâs side, he pulled her into his arms and gave her a very long and passionate kiss.
âYou have no idea how much I wanted to kiss you all week, but with everyone coming and going, I couldnât take the chance. I do have a pool, so I hope you brought a bathing suit.â
âNo, actually, I didnât, but thatâs because I didnât know you had a swimming pool.â
âThatâs no problem, Iâm sure we can find something for you to wear, or we can just go nude,â he said, liking that idea.
As soon as they got to his place and inside the door, he grabbed her and pinned her up against the wall, his lips came crashing down on hers. He was so horny and wanted her so bad that he started removing her blouse. âOh God, how Iâve missed this.â His cock was so hard and straining against his pants, and he let out a growl when she placed her hands on his chest and stopped him from what he was about to do.
âSlow down, tiger, wouldnât you like to give me the grand tour of your home first?â
âWe have all weekend for that,â he said, attempting to kiss her again. But to his disappointment, she moved away from him.
âItâs such a beautiful home, and Iâd really like to see the rest of it.â
He was by no means a patient man, so going over, he scooped her up into his arms and smiled at her. âOkay, Iâll give you a tour of the place, but Iâll start with the bedroom.â He had to smile when he started carrying her upstairs, and she didnât protest, so he knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
He carried her into his bedroom and placed her on her feet. He lowered his mouth onto her neck as he unhooked her bra and pulled it from her body, letting it fall to the floor. He placed his hand over her breast, moaning into her mouth when he felt how soft and how erect her nipple became. He walked her backward towards his bed and lowered her down. His eyes remained on her breasts as he removed his clothes, then he pulled her skirt down past her hips, removing it. âGod, your legs are so gorgeous,â he said as he grabbed her ankles and pulled her closer to the edge of the bed and removed her panties. Getting on his knees, he placed his face over her pussy. âSomeoneâs pretty wet down here, I see youâve been wanting this as much as I have.â
When he started feasting on her, she arched her back and started squirming. This man was doing things that were driving her absolutely mad, and it wasnât long before she felt her orgasm coming. Her eyes opened when he moved up and positioned himself between her legs. âAce, how is it that you are so good at doing that? Never mind, I donât want to hear the answer.â It was true, she didnât want to hear about how he did this to other women or how many he did it to.
âItâs got nothing to do with me, itâs you. I want to do everything I can to please you,â he said as he sunk himself into her warmth.
An hour later, he rolled over onto his side, pulling her into his arms, and he loved the way she rested her head on his chest. He realized he was starting to have some deep feelings for her, something he never thought heâd ever feel again. âIâll give you the tour of the house whenever youâre ready.â
She lifted her body up and pushed him down onto his back and climbed on top of him. âNot yet, I want you to make love to me again.â
âGirl, youâre going to be the death of me.â
âWhatâs the matter, old man? Canât you get it up?â
Wrapping his arms around her, he flipped her over so that he was now on top. âOh, I donât have a problem getting it up again, sweetheart. I wasnât sure if you were up to it again so soon.â
âTry me,â she said, placing her hands behind his head and pulling him down to kiss him.
When they had finally quenched their thirst for each other, he threw on a pair of pants and she put on his shirt as he showed her around the house.
âWow, this is a beautiful home, but I donât suppose you clean it yourself.â
âOf course, I do,â he said with a smirk on his face.
She smiled back at him. âLiar.â
âOkay, you got me. I have a woman that comes in Monday, Wednesday, and Friday to clean the place. Since I live here alone, thereâs really not that much to clean. So what would you like to do now?â
âIâm hungry, so I could use something to eat.â
âIâll order takeout. What are you in the mood for, Chinese, Italian, or maybe a pizza?â
Since they were in the kitchen, she started looking in the fridge and the cupboards. âI donât mean to be nosy, but seeing that you have plenty of food here, I could whip us up something quick.â
âI donât expect you to cook while youâre here.â
âI donât mind, I enjoy cooking, and if I do say so myself, Iâm a pretty good cook. I always cooked for myself and my father when I was at home.â
âYouâve never mentioned your family before. Are you close with them?â He had known her for a while now and should have asked her about her family before this. But in his defense, he hadnât planned on getting close to her, but now that he has, he wanted to know more about her.
She started pulling things out of the fridge and cupboard to make spaghetti. âI only have my father and an uncle that I rarely see.â
âDo you talk to your father very often on the phone?â
âNo, he told me he never wanted to see or talk to me again and that I was dead to him.â
Hearing this sent shivers up his spine. He couldnât understand how a father could say something like that to his only daughter. âThatâs horrible. Why in the world would he say that?â
She turned to look at him, holding back the tears that were threatening to fall. âWhen I told him I was moving here to Orlando, he didnât want me to go. He wanted me to stay in that small town with him and work in the same old boring job Iâve had since I left high school. He was very angry when I told him I was coming here whether he liked it or not, and he told me I could never go back.â The last thing she wanted to do was cry in front of Ace, but here she was, the tears falling from her eyes and down her face. It felt so good when he took her in his arms and held her, stroking the back of her head. After several minutes, she stepped away from him and wiped her tears with the back of her hand. âIâm sorry, I didnât mean to break down like that.â
He took her hands in his. âYou donât have to apologize, and Iâm sorry that you had to go through that. You know you can always talk to me about anything. I know you might find it hard to believe, but I am a very good listener.â
âThank you, but thereâs nothing else to say. Now, how about you show me where the pots and pans are so that I can make us something to eat.â
âI hope you donât mind if I watch you while you cook?â
âNow why would you want to do that?â
âCuz you look so damn sexy wearing nothing but my shirt, and I canât get enough of looking at those beautiful legs of yours.â
She rolled her eyes at him. âJust donât distract me while Iâm cooking over a hot stove. And just so you know, you will be helping me to clean up afterwards.â
âI donât do cleanup.â
She smiled back at him. âYou do now.â
So after they were done eating, he grumbled when she made him help her do the dishes and tidy up. It was late when they got to bed, and of course, he persuaded her to take a shower with him before getting into bed, which led to some shower sex. He was over the moon when she got down on her knees and gave him something he hadnât had in such a very long time. He could also tell that it was something that she probably hadnât done before now, but nevertheless, it was amazing.