“And don’t come back!”
He watched her go and felt as if a massive boulder had been lifted from his shoulders. Why had he hung so close to her for so long? To punish himself? To hurt those other girls for sport and nothing else? The thought of that made him want to drown his sorrow in drink, and he started to turn back into his office when Kathleen was there to take him into her arms.
“Kate, I am so sorry. I---”
“Here!”
She smacked her hand to his face, and Adam tried to shake off the blow when Kathleen hit him again. And again.
“Does that make you feel better?” she demanded. “Or do I need to make you feel even smaller?”
On his knees, Adam waved his hands in surrender and spoke slowly.
“I am smaller,” he said. “I’m a gutless coward. And it would serve me right if you took off and never looked back.”
“Probably,” she said. “Maybe I could just go and work for Hotchkiss.”
“He’d be lucky to have you.”
Adam’s heart fell to the pit of his stomach as she moved towards the door, and he was on the verge of despair when Kathleen slipped back to his side.
“And this is all you think you are?” she asked. “Lap dog to a woman like that?”
“I… I… don’t…”
“You just got a big win,” she said.
“Because of you. Shows how smart I am.”
“But you did ask for me. Even if it was a joke.”
Adam felt his lip tremble over his chin, and he forgot all modesty as he pulled her close and held on tight.
“Forgive me,” he muttered into her hair. “I know that you should hate me. But, Kate, I…”
“Call me, Kathleen,” she said. “Please.”
"Kathleen" he whispered. As soon as he spoke her name, she lowered her eyes and worked her fingers around his tie.
“That’s a start,” she said. “Now let’s see if we can salvage this.”
She pushed him to the ground and started to remove his clothes.
“A little more alacrity,” he begged.
“Somehow I think you’ll wait.”
Kathleen pushed away from him, and he watched her undress, admiring her smooth curves when she stood over him and tightened her braid.
“I like it better down,” he said.
“And I like it this way.”
Adam didn’t utter another word as she moved for his belt, and his body was ready to feel her around him when she stopped short and looked away.
“I said I was sorry,” he said. “Just didn’t count on liking you this much.”
“Just like, Adam?”
“I…”
It was so much more. More than he had ever expected, and as he shook his head and longed to explain she pulled his pants from his legs, and she mounted him with one graceful push.
“That’s… that’s more,” he said. “That’s all that I’ve ever…”
Stretching up to kiss her lips, Adam tried to wrap his arms around her to hold her when she pressed his wrists to the ground and peered down at him.
“So were you just playing along looking for me?” she asked.
“What… what do you want me to say, Kate? I screwed up. But from the first moment I saw you, I wanted only to be with you.”
“And why should I believe that?”
“Because, I’ll make you a partner if you stay close.”
“Adam, I’m not trying to get something out of---”
“But it’s what you deserve.”
Kathleen smiled as she swirled her legs around his, and Adam felt his heart growing lighter as their bodies pressed closer. Her wild abandon pierced his heart, and when their lips met he untied her hair and let if fall over his shoulders as he pressed her to her back.
“You… you seem strong again,” she said.
“Because of you.” he promised. “This is… this is no trick. No lie. Kate… Kathleen…”
Adam groaned as she took him deeper, and he nuzzled her neck, her breasts, and he finally found her parted lips and started to kiss her.
“I don’t want to lose you,” he said. “Not to Hotchkiss or anyone.”
“Adam, I---”
“No one ever fought for me like that,” he said. “Give me the chance to show you just how much that means to me.”
He claimed her kiss, and as Kathleen raked her nails down his back, he finally savored the pain for all the right reasons and only released inside her when his strength was nearly sapped. But before he fell, Adam held her close and kissed her eyes.
“Mr. Torrance, I---”
“Please let’s not start that again,” he said.
She nodded into his neck, and as they curled to their sides, Kathleen narrowed her eyes.
“I… I believe you,” she said. “And I think I know you better now, too.”
“Hope that’s not a bad thing,” he said.
Adam started to fall under the weight of his regrets when she pushed her face back to her eyes.
“You’re not lying to me now, are you?”
“Never again,” Adam promised. “Shouldn’t have done it the first time.”
“I don’t know about that.”
Her fingers moved lightly over his arms, and Adam started to kiss her when she pressed her hand to his lips.
“If you hadn’t been a jerk, we might not have ended up like this.”
Adam started to hang his head again when she replaced her fingers with her lips. The intensity of her kiss nearly drew the breath from her lungs, and Kathleen backed away first to cradle his face in her hands.
“No more regrets,” she said. “And no one hurting either one of us ever again.”
“Unless…unless the feeling is mutual.”
Her soft hands grew harder against his cheeks, and Adam reached for his fallen belt and let the leather fall between her fingers.
“Adam, I don’t know if I can---”
“I think we can be on the same page.”
Kathleen smiled as she played with the leather, and she wound it around his wrist with a laugh.
“And maybe I’m more special than even you thought.”
"Let's find out", he smiled, grabbed the belt and pulled her tight to him. This kiss was different, it held a raw honesty and yet was ravenous while tears streamed from both of their eyes. They had finally seen each other and they loved what they saw.
BONUS!!!
Assistant Wanted
BBW Billionaire Stepbrother Romance
By: Kristina King
Chapter 1
Cedric Fontana was grumpy. He had all these beautiful woman who worked for him and not a single one of them was actually a competent assistant. They constantly shredded the wrong files and paperwork, were misplacing memos, and couldn't keep the information straight when they passed messages to the IT guys in the basement.
But they had nice breasts and long legs. He smiled for a moment picturing having their legs wrapped around his head while he ate lunch. No, he wouldn't get rid of them.
Needing just one good assistant who could handle the things his office needed, he was trying to find someone who fit the bill that wasn't horrible to look at.
He ran a virtual IT business that he'd built from the ground up. He owned a three story building that he'd bought outright after three years of working from his dorm room in college, doing all the hard work himself.
He thought of himself as a modern Hugh Hefner except a computer geek version, and instead of a playboy mansion, he had beautiful, slutty girls all over his office who wore skimpy outfits for his amusement, and the bigger their rack the more he paid them.
He wasn't a billionaire, but he had enough money he'd never starve and could afford to have half-naked women around his office all day and "pay" them to handle the phones and route phone calls to the needed techs in the basement. Of course, during quiet hours, they spent time drinking jello shots and playing naked twister, but he considered that a normal work day.
He
had created a work environment that made him want to come to work every day. Mixing sex with business was the ideal way to keep a man happy. Or so he'd convinced himself.
He only had one female staff member who worked downstairs in the IT department, and she was cute and geeky, but she had no desire to play in the fun and games that went on upstairs. She made a point to never stay on the phone with the girls when they transferred phone calls around. He paid his staff well, and so they ignored what went on upstairs.
These days Cedric dealt more with investors, business meetings, and getting big businesses and clients who wanted a virtual IT available around the clock. He had three shifts of techs and at least two women manning the phones at all times of the day. During the daytime, there was an average of about twelve to thirteen women handling the phones.
He was in his office a good twelve hours a day, and while he enjoyed flirting with his employees and even enjoyed the occasional sex on the desk in the middle of the day and parties he threw for his employees once a month, he needed someone who could actually do the job as a secretary and personal assistant who was more than a pair of tits.
He had to "fire" the last girl he'd tried to hire for the personal assistant position, when she'd filed her Victoria Secret bra under V and cost him an important client because he couldn't find the file and she didn't know where she'd put it, that's when it really sunk in that he needed capable employees, not just trophy office workers.
Cedric had decided he'd hire a personal assistant who was intelligent, beautiful to look at, and could handle the job. But he really needed to focus on the capable aspect this time and not just the bouncy boobies.
He had interviewed many people on the list, including a gay man and hadn't found anyone who was suitable. Every single gorgeous woman he'd interviewed was as ditzy as the one he'd fired, or if they weren't living up to the stereotypical blond jokes, they were offended by the work environment and chose not to take the job.
The latest application that came in caught his attention though. He recognized the name.
It was his step-sister's name. His mother had married her dad when he'd been a late teenager, he'd tortured her before going off to college, finding her braces and freckles and knobby knees something worth teasing her about. He'd made her cry a lot and he'd never apologized to her.
His mother had died when he'd been in college and he hadn't stayed in touch with his step-dad or step-sister, not wanting anything to do with his step dad. He'd blamed him for not getting his mother into a doctor faster.
His mother had died of breast cancer that if it had been caught earlier could have been prevented. He still felt angry about that, he hadn't even had a chance to say goodbye to his mom, and his step dad had made it clear he wasn't welcome at the funeral after the 'horrible way you treated my daughter growing up.'
It stung less, after a few years, but he still missed his mom every day. He knew his mom had grown close to Sadie, and even thought of her as the daughter she'd never had, his mother used to lecture him constantly about spending time with Sadie and getting to know her better.
Cedric hadn't wanted to at the time, feeling she was a silly girl who would get in the way and had no business hanging out with teenage boys. Maybe this was karma, or fate, but the girl was applying for the job and she had the qualifications. He wondered if she'd grown up into the promising young woman he thought she would end up becoming. He'd been eight years older than her, which meant she was fresh out of college at twenty-two.
Cedric wondered if she even knew it was him, since his mother had taken her and her father's last name when she'd married him, leaving Cedric the only family member with a different last name.
Dialing the number on the resume he left a voice mail saying she had an interview for the job position on Monday morning at ten if she showed up.
Satisfied with himself and the fun he'd have pestering her, he tossed her file on his desk and forgot all about her. It was Friday night and he intended to take a gaggle of the blonds with push up bras from the office out on the town tonight dancing and then back to his house to play strip poker. With alcohol involved. Lots of alcohol.
"Girls, are you ready?" He grinned as he walked outside into the main office building and put his arm around two of them who'd already grabbed their purses and were ready to go.
"Your chariot awaits!" Cedric told them. They giggled and the blond on his right ran her hands up and down his chest and then grabbed his crotch boldly squeezing him.
Leaning up to reach his ear as they waited for the elevator she whispered in his ear a simple message.
"You, me, alone tonight and I promise I'll rock your world. I have no gag reflex." Batting her eye lashes at him she stepped back and let that sink in.
Cedric pinched her ass and smiled at her. "I look forward to testing that theory out."
Giggling they climbed into the elevator together. He reached his hand under her skirt and grabbed her entire ass cheek with one of his hands as the doors shut.
Chapter 2
Feeling nervous about her job interview today, Sadie Rivest tucked a stray brown hair behind her ear that had come out of her bun. She'd dressed in a pencil skirt and a white blouse with heels. She had on a girdle to shape her figure and suck in some of the extra weight she'd put on while she'd been trapped in the library during college. She was short and her curves weren't subtle.
She knew this was her step-brother's company and wondered if he'd remember her. She needed this job, her father was sick and she needed to pay for medical bills that he no longer could work to pay. His insurance only covered about eighty percent of his medical costs, leaving him with thousands left over that he was responsible for. His smoking had finally caught up to him and he'd developed lung cancer. They'd caught it early, and she hoped they'd cure it. She wasn't ready to lose her dad, especially after she'd already lost the only mom she could remember to cancer too. She still missed her every day.
She didn't however miss her step brother, and had been quite relieved when after two years of living with him he'd finally gone off to college. Not that he'd even been home that much, a sixteen year old boy pretty much ignored an eight year old girl, so she'd never had the chance to get close to him.
Sadie walked into the office and hit the elevator to the top floor where it said his office was.
When the door opened she stepped out into the building and saw the hottest women she'd ever seen in her life, and they all looked like they walked off the cover of vogue, only with slightly less clothes on. The flirting, giggles, and thrown items around the room startled her. It was the most unprofessional setting she'd ever seen in her life.
Wondering if she was in the right building for a moment, Sadie just stared at them stupidly when one of them finally noticed her and waved her over.
"Are you the morning interview? Mr. Fontana is waiting for you in his office if you are." The girl said and pointed to a large glass window that was way down the hall with the blinds shut.
"Thank you." Sadie told her, her resumes and packet of information she'd filled out under her arm. She had gotten the information from his website for new employees that she'd preemptively printed out and signed in case he hired her. She wanted to be on top of it.
Nodding, the girl waved her off and then when she thought Sadie was out of earshot, the girl laughed and made a comment about Sadie's weight that she just barely overheard.
What a bitch, Sadie thought to herself. Skanky Barbie doll.
She wondered if he'd hired her if he only hired women who wore a size two. She knew she was pretty in her own way, but she wasn't a leggy blond with tits so large they looked like they could poke an eye out. She was a small busted woman who barely stood above five foot one. She had curves, but they were all in her ass and her hips. She was sort of pear shaped.
Hesitating if this was even a good idea, she reminded herself of her father's debt and walked with her head held high and knocked on the door of the office.
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sp; "Just a moment." Cedric called from behind the door.
Sadie heard a chair scrape and giggling and a few moments later a girl opened the door with smeared red lipstick on her cheek and was buttoning a low cut blouse and it was very obvious that she had no bra on. You could see her nipples through her shirt. Sadie had a good idea what was going on in there and almost turned around and walked away.
"Come in Sadie." Cedric called. "You are my morning interview, right?"
Sadie walked in and saw Cedric, realizing that he'd only gotten better looking as he'd gotten older. The soft boyish face he once had was now a chiseled face of a man with a strong jaw and gorgeous blue eyes surrounded by dark lashes. He looked like a super model, rather than a MIT genius who was the geekiest of the geeky.
"You fornicate with the staff?" Sadie asked him bluntly as she walked over and set her file on his desk and sat in the chair. When she was eye level with his belt she realized his belt was undone and he had smears of red lipstick on the bottom of his shirt.
Blushing, she could imagine exactly what that woman had been doing in here that would smear her red lipstick against her face and his pants. She wondered if he was well endowed and tried to shake the inappropriate thoughts from her head. Chastising herself mentally for the inappropriate thoughts, she tried to look at his face and not his crotch.
Job. Interview. She told herself. Focus, Sadie. If you want this job, pay attention to Cedric and what he's saying and not that he was probably getting a blow job just moments before.
"Why do you want this job?" Cedric said, sitting down in his chair and looking at her, not bothering to correct his clothes.
"I have medical bills I need to pay for my father. He's sick and his insurance won't cover all of it. I feel obligated to help since he paid for me to get through college so I'd have no debt. It's the least I could do." Sadie said. "And you need a competent assistant, while I won't pretend I'm not mildly offended by the obvious lack of protocol in a work place, I can look past that for the job."
Cedric stared at her for a few minutes and then wrote something down on the pad in front of him. He slid it over to her for her to look at.
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