by Lexy Timms
“It’s okay.” She felt bad for him and knew whatever anger or frustration came out, it wasn’t because of anything she’d done. She’d be as patient as he needed.
“Want to come?”
She nodded and followed him out to the garage. Inside was an old F150 pickup truck. It had aged but the thing was in immaculate shape. Like the neatness inside the house. Navy neat. Soldier perfect.
Alex sat for a moment and stared straight ahead before he sighed deeply and started the truck. It came to life immediately and he pulled it out of the garage.
Jamie glanced up at the sky, which was covered in a heavy covering of dark clouds. “Are you sure you want to go for a drive?”
“Yes.” He slammed the garage door opener harder than he needed to shut the door. “I need to get out and clear my head. I can’t stay in that house staring at those same bloody walls. I feel like I’m in high school again.”
“It looks like it’s going to storm.”
He glanced at the clouds and shrugged. “It’s just rain.”
Jamie buckled up and stayed silent. The clouds looked dark and mean. It was going to do more than rain. At least she was with him if he had to stop.
They drove for fifteen minutes without talking. The farther they got from his family house, the more Alex relaxed. His expression didn’t change and he didn’t say anything, but Jamie could see some of the frown lines ease and his shoulders fall back into a more comfortable position. The rain started to fall and as they went on it grew heavier. Thunder rumbled loudly above and the lightning in the distance seemed to be trying to point a finger at them.
The rain turned into a torrential downpour. Jamie couldn’t see if they were still in the suburbs through the rain, much less ten feet in front of her. “Pull over,” she said.
Alex snorted but complied. He pulled onto the shoulder just under an overpass bridge. The wind that had come up threw rain in their direction but at least it wasn’t pounding as heavily as if they were parked directly in it. Not a car or animal was anywhere in sight. They all knew better than to chance weather like this.
He let the car idle and shoved it into park before turning to face her. Wordlessly, he reached out and pulled her to him. She undid her seat belt and slid over. She hated seeing him look so lost. She squeezed his hand. “What can I do to help?”
“This.” He pulled her into his lap and kissed her hard.
Instant heat rushed through her at his touch. She kissed him back and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her skirt slid up as she straddled him. The truck had the perfect space between Alex and the steering wheel. He reached out to cup her ass, his hands pulling her skirt up higher. Jamie grated her hips against his thighs, her body having a mind of its own.
“Just keep me from thinking for a while,” he murmured as his lips traveled to her neck.
She could do that. Jamie reached down and started to unbutton his shirt. She arched her back slightly so she could see his body.
He groaned when her hand touched his bare chest. “You’re so fucking sexy,” he whispered.
Jamie gasped as his hand slid along her hipbone, over her skirt and then slipped inside it and rubbed his fingers over her thin panties. She responded by rubbing one of his nipples between her thumb and finger as she unbuttoned his pants with the other hand. Lust took over as heat coursed through her body and she grew wet from his touch. Her hair fell in her face as she leaned forward to taste the delicious tender part of his earlobe. She nipped gently at it, her breath coming out hot against his skin and warming her face.
Alex gasped. “How are you so good at this?”
Jamie didn’t respond. She couldn’t. One, because she didn’t know. Two, because she didn’t give a shit why at this moment. She could only think of one thing. Him inside of her. Instead, she grabbed hold of his cock and rubbed it as she went to kiss him and taste his tongue against hers. He groaned again and rubbed her breasts before unbuttoning her shirt, and in one motion undoing the front clip of her bra and catching her breasts with both hands as they fell free. Jamie cried out when his hand stopped its rubbing motion against her wet panties to touch her breast.
Alex blinked, coming partially out of his aroused daze. He looked at her with barely controlled hunger. “Did I hurt you?” he asked, his voice hoarse. “Do you want me to stop?”
Jamie smiled at him with a confidence she didn’t know she possessed. “Hell no!” She bit into her lip as she lifted her hips and tried to force his cock against her panties. “Don’t stop. Please.” Her eyes closed as his tip pressed against her, sending a tremor through her that nearly sent her over the edge.
His mouth crushed hers and he reached down to move the seat back. “On your back,” he hissed, and in one motion he twisted and pushed her down on the truck seat.
His hand still cupped one of her breasts as she fell back, his fingers pinching her nipple hard. The pain brought a new wave of passion and she moaned at the pleasure. Alex was on top of her, kissing her jaw, her neck and then her breasts. Shivers raced up and down Jamie’s spine as he took one of her nipples in his mouth. He licked it and pleasure shot through her entire body. Alex groaned and bit the nipple while the palm of his hand trailed down her stomach.
He jerked her skirt up higher and reached into her panties to touch her bare pussy.
Jamie clenched her teeth together to stop herself from screaming out when his hand made contact. Alex smiled against her breast as he continued to suck it and rub her clit. Jamie’s hips bucked as pleasure spread through her like electricity. She could barely think let alone do anything else. She gripped his shoulder as he sank two fingers into her folds and started thrusting gently. “I can’t hold out any longer,” she burst out. “Please. Fuck me, Alex. Fuck me.”
He growled and then removed his hand from inside her panties.
The pleasure building in her slowly deflated. His mouth left her breast and he stared at her with his smoldering blue eyes.
“Not yet,” he teased. “You’ll need to beg harder than that.”
“Please,” she whispered.
He grabbed a hold of her panties and the sound of them ripping sent another ripple of pleasure and desire through her. His eyes trailed down her body as he ripped the other side and pulled the tattered remains off her. His hands gripped the sides of her hips and he lifted her so her head rested against the passenger door.
Jamie sighed in anticipation as she realized what he planned to do.
Alex lowered his head to her pussy and licked it. She almost screamed as his tongue began to explore her. Her hips lifted and he gripped them tighter to hold them still. “Don’t move.” He trailed kisses down one of her inner thighs and then moved up to torment the other one. He seemed to enjoy her sighs and quivering body because he continued the sweet torture by moving back up to her pussy.
“Alex,” she groaned. “Please.”
“Please what?” Alex said, biting into her hip.
“Please fuck me.”
He smiled, cocky and sure of himself. “No. Not yet. I want to taste you.” He dropped his head and his tongue found her clit and began to stroke it. Jamie’s back arched as she tried to get him inside of her. He slid two fingers into her as his tongue continued its sensual torture.
She came, exploding against his mouth and crying out as every muscle clenched and sent ripples of pleasure through her. It didn’t sate her the way her mind had wanted it to. “Please, Alex.” She lifted her head and watched him continue to lap her up. “If you don’t fuck me now, I’m going to fucking kill you!”
Alex lifted his head, an eyebrow raised in surprise. He slid up against her slowly so his shirt, belt, and pants all brushed up against her nub and teased her. He pulled down his pants and boxers in one swift movement, freeing his rock hard rock. He rubbed it against the inside of her thigh.
Jamie shivered, loving how exposed she felt. She watched in fascination as he slid into her and then slowly out. She wanted to close her eyes and take him all
in but the look on his face stopped her. It was complete desire, lust, and something else she was too scared and unfamiliar with to identify.
Alex lowered himself so his forehead rested against Jamie’s and he braced himself on his arms, trapping Jamie under him. He buried himself in her again in one smooth stroke. He smothered her cries with his lips, kissing her as mercilessly as he thrust.
Pressure built inside of her and finally she couldn’t hold it back anymore. Her hips bucked and she came hard. Again. The force of it left her quivering and whimpering in Alex’s arms, which pushed him over the edge. His own hips rocked as he came with her. He collapsed on top of her, his head buried in her neck.
The raging storm outside had nothing against the one inside the cab of the truck.
Slowly, Alex pulled out of her, shivering and moaning as he did so. “You are incredible.” He shuddered again as he rested his weight on his knees and pulled his boxers and pants back on. He reached for her hands and pulled her into a sitting position. Her bare bottom moved against the leather of the seat. He rearranged them so he was on his back and Jamie resting her head on his chest. Jamie pulled her skirt down over her bareness, feeling modest for a split second. Not toward Alex, but in case someone happened to knock on the fogged truck window to make sure they were okay inside.
Alex stroked her hair gently. He chuckled, the sound vibrating against his chest. “You have skills, girl.”
Jamie smiled and kissed his chest. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
He laughed again. “You’re incredible, Jamie. You’ve no idea just how unbelievable you are.”
She shivered and his arms tightened around her. “You cold?”
“A little,” she lied. But that wasn’t why she shivered. She shivered because of the rush of pleasure she felt when he complimented her.
Alex wriggled out of his shirt and draped it around her shoulders. “There,” he said. “Is that better?”
“Much,” said Jamie. Especially since she could now run her hands all over his arms and torso. She trailed her fingers over his bicep slowly and carefully, enjoying the hitch in his breath as she did so.
Alex kissed her forehead. “You are so beautiful, Jamie. Completely and utterly beautiful. You have one freakin’ hot body. Crazy hot!” He cupped her face with his hands. “I mean that.”
I don’t. Jamie sighed thinking back to her sex dream and how perfect her body had been in it. “I wish I could believe you.”
“You should,” he said. “It’s the truth.” He ran his fingers through his hair, the tousled look only making him more incredibly sexy.
This wouldn’t last. She had fallen hopelessly for him, but he was only looking for an outlet of distraction. They would return back to work and she would just be his PA again, and him her boss. She sighed. “You want to know something?” She entwined her fingers together and rested her chin on her hands so she could watch his expression. She rolled so her tummy pressed against his hard, flat one.
“What?” he whispered.
“I had a sex dream about you the other night.”
His cock hardened against her thigh as his eyebrows rose. He grinned sexily at her. “Really?”
“I came in my sleep,” she told him in a breathy whisper. “Twice.”
“P-Pardon?” His cock understood what she had said, he just wanted to hear the words again.
“You’ve got skills, boy,” she teased and winked at him.
He groaned and cupped her derriere. “Is dream me better than the real thing?”
She tilted her head and pretended to think about it. “I’m not sure… Do you think you could show me again so I can compare?”
“Hell yeah,” he growled before his lips smothered hers and he took her again.
Chapter 13
The storm had long since passed when they headed back to Alex’s father’s house. They drove with the sound of a radio station playing country music quietly in the background. Jamie dozed in the passenger seat, pleasantly exhausted and spent.
When Alex stopped the car Jamie realized they were back at the house. She sat up and blinked as she looked around.
“Jamie…” Alex stared straight ahead, his hands playing with the keys. He’d opened the garage door, but hadn’t driven the truck inside. “I want to apologize for what happened.”
“You don’t have to apologize.” Jamie reached out to touch his hand. “I was clearly a willing participant.” She grinned happily. “Both times.”
He moved his hands to the steering wheel, avoiding hers. “It can’t happen again.” Alex shook his head. “It didn’t mean anything. With everything going on, I needed a distraction. That’s all it was. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done it in the first place.” He refused to look her in the eye.
His confession hit like a punch in the gut. She swore under her breath. She should have known! All she would ever be for him was a good time on the side, a nice distraction from work. He wasn’t capable of caring for someone beyond that. He had probably opened up to her more than anyone else, so she should feel a sense of accomplishment in getting that from him. She had thought there had been more to it than sex when he had taken her under the bridge. It’s just wishful thinking. Stupid thinking. “Of course.” She swallowed. “I-I’m glad you told me. I’m not looking for anything. It won’t happen again.” And she’d freakin’ told him about her dream! She wanted to die of embarrassment.
He looked at her with what she could only see as pity. “Jamie—”
“Don’t. It’s fine.” She opened the truck door. “The neighbors are going to start wondering why we’re just sitting in the driveway.” She forced a half smile before getting out, leaving Alex sitting in the cab, staring at her with longing and regret.
The look on his face hurt her more than his words. She knew he’d never be interested in her. She was just a distraction. No one else was available and she was more than a willing participant. She had acted like a freakin’ dog in heat. And then asked for more!
What the hell was she thinking?
How in the world was she going to get through the next few days?
Jamie hurried into the house, thankful the door was unlocked. She raced up the stairs and to the bathroom. When she came out, she could hear Alex moving about in the kitchen and the clink of a glass on the counter. She lingered in the hallway, not eager to head back down to try and make small talk with Alex. She noticed only one of the doors on the landing was fully closed.
Curious, she moved to it and tried the door. It wasn’t locked so she opened it and looked inside.
It was covered with family pictures and posters of rockstars and baseball players. Jamie recognized a young Alex and Mark with their parents. Mark looked every bit the golden boy, while Alex always had a mischievous look to him. As the kids got older, the darker streak in Alex became much more evident. There weren’t any family photos after Alex’s mid-teens, but there were a couple more with just his parents and Mark as they got older. Jamie swallowed. Even though it had all been for Alex’s own good, she could understand his bitterness well. The photos reminded her of her own family photos. After she started gaining weight, her mother and sister had encouraged her to take the photo much more than be in the photo, so that their firstborn daughter disappeared after her twelfth birthday in the family photo album.
She knew this was Alex’s old room. Mark’s room across the hall and beside the bathroom had suitcases spread all over the floor with clothes neatly stacked and sorted in them from his many stays to take care of his father. All the other rooms in the house had been updated into the 21st century, but Alex’s room was like a time capsule.
There was no sign of the powerful businessman she knew.
All she saw was just a regular teenager who liked rock music, sports, and video games. The desk was messy and cluttered, and looked like it was never used for its intended purpose. His closet drawers were shut haphazardly with a part of a shirt hanging out of one and a sock out of another, as if the t
eenaged Alex was going to walk back in and grab them for a quick change of clothes.
Jamie sat down on the bed and leaned back. Something crinkled underneath and she pulled out two magazines from under the pillow. One was a well-worn copy of Playboy and the other a worn copy of Business Insider, which looked like it had been stolen from the local library twenty years ago. She smiled. That was the Alex Reid she knew.
“Jamie?”
She jumped off the bed like she’d been doing something wrong when she heard Alex call her name as he moved up the stairs. The slightly ajar door burst open.
Alex slowly looked around the room before his eyes settled on her. His face told her nothing. He’d managed to mask every emotion and vulnerability. “Why are you in here?”
There was no accusation in his voice, and no emotion. If he acted mad, she could retaliate but this… this she didn’t know how to respond to. “I didn’t… I thought…” She sighed. “I was just curious.”
“It’s none of your business.”
She blushed at his bluntness. “You’re right. Sorry.” She moved to go back into the hall but Alex didn’t move from the doorway.
“I apologized for what happened. What else do you want me to say?”
That you want me! That I’m the best freakin’ thing that’s ever happened to you? “Nothing. It’s fine. Don’t read into this. I just wanted to see why the door was closed.”
“Does it matter?” He shook his head and closed his eyes a moment, the strain of earlier returning. He flicked his hand. “Forget I asked. It doesn’t matter. Look, I just got a call from one of the investors on the new business deal. He’s going to pull out.”
Jamie listened to Alex talk but in the back of her mind she already knew what he was doing. He wanted to push her away, get her out of the picture so he didn’t have to feel guilty or awkward every time he looked at her while burying his father.
“… I need you to head back and take care of things. I obviously can’t. I don’t want to lose this guy. He’s one of the reasons the deal’s going to take off. You need to convince him to stay with us.” He checked his watch. “I’ll get you on the next flight. It’ll give you enough time to head back to the hotel and pack your things and then jet to the airport. Gina’s already booking your flight and setting up a limo to pick you up at the airport.” He shoved his hands into his pockets. “Sorry to send you off, after… well, you understand how important this is. And this is why I hired you, after all. So you could take care of things when I’m unable to. I’ve got the funeral. I need to write the eulogy. I can’t go back.”