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She laughs and takes a seat on the couch. “So, maybe we should talk about what happened?”
The way she says this makes my heart stop. Is she coming here to tell me she doesn’t want to continue? After all these years, I have found someone who makes my heart race, and the fear of rejection courses through my veins. “I had a great time, didn’t you?”
She nods. “Yes, but we need to figure out how to do this. You are you, and I’m me. We are not in the same world. Look at this place...” Her eyes wander around the apartment. “I could fit my entire apartment in your living room, Zane.”
This is about money? Why does my wealth affect this? This proves that she isn’t doing this to get close to my money, and she shouldn’t worry about how many zeroes my bank account has. “First, don’t let my success drive you away. I could not care less about where you live or how much you make.”
I bite my lip and take a seat next to her. “For the first time in ten years, I feel alive. When I saw you this morning, it had been so hard to contain my smile. I deserve to be happy, and I want to see if that happiness can be with you.”
14
Willow
My breathing hitches as he gets closer. “But I have to be honest - I’m still scared and unsure of what might happen. We come from different worlds and the outcome might not be so successful for either of us.”
He chuckles, understanding my uneasiness. Reaching out his hand, we stare into each other’s eyes as if that moment can last forever. My warm hands holding mine bring a sense of peace throughout my body; filling me with courage I didn’t know existed before this evening began.
“Willow,” His voice is husky. “No matter how different our lives may seem on their outer shells, it’s our hearts connecting all these little pieces together in some kind of beautiful puzzle. There might be bumps along the way, but isn’t that with every relationship?”
God, how does he know just what to say? This man is fucking perfect.
“I have been putting my happiness on the back burner and letting my career take over my life, and having fun with you last night, it made my heart open. You helped me realize I deserve happiness and success. I shouldn’t have to choose one or the other.”
Never in a million years did I think that Zane Donnelly would stand in front of me trying to convince me to give him the light of day? And you know what? It’s exhilarating. It’s not that I don’t think that he is a good man, because he is, but at some point, being his girlfriend and his assistant will clash. We might not have to worry about that right now, but there will come a time. And do I want to give my heart to someone who might not be able to take the pressure later?
“Listen, you are an amazing man and any woman would be lucky to have you, but I don’t think we are deciding this for the right reasons right now. The sex was great, and we enjoyed each other’s company, sure, but you are talking about dating, going out in public and that could cause problems for you. And for me.” All I can think about is becoming the gossip of the office. I don’t want to be known as the girl who is sleeping with her boss.
“We can keep it to ourselves. I’m not saying you have to change your relationship status on social media, but at least tell me you feel this too?” he shifts his hands from himself to me.
A knock on the door shifts our focus, and Zane answers it and takes the food to the kitchen. I follow him, starving, and he gets everything set out on the table. This gives me time to think about this. Zane has dated no one since losing his wife, and I refuse to be a rebound. I am worth so much more than that. Sure, I get it. After not having sex for so many years, he might experience a sudden rush of lust, but it needs to be more than that. Hell, I’m not so sure I’m even ready for a committed relationship.
If he means coming over a couple nights a week to have an extravagant dinner and then get my brains fucked out, I’m all for it. There is something about him that differs from any other man I’ve been with, but I chalk it up to him being abstinent for so long. We will see if he pleases me the same after a couple of weeks. The first time, it’s like we had known each other for years, and every touch ignited something in me. The man has a way with his hands…
If I walk away from this, from what he is offering me, there is no doubt in my mind that I will have regrets. So, I say fuck it, get up from my chair, and straddle him. “Only if you promise to make me come at least twice before you fuck my brains… that’s the deal.”
A goofy ass grin displays and then I kiss him.
We move to the dining room table and Zane pulls out a blindfold. He puts it on and I tell him to sit down. If we are going to do this, I have to know that he can satisfy all my needs, so let’s test him.
I sit down, facing him, and run my hands through his hair. His body heat radiates from him. I continue to massage his scalp, and then slowly move my hands down his neck and shoulders. His body tenses and relaxes with each movement as he gives himself over to my touch.
I move my hands down his chest and draw circles around his nipples with my fingertips. His breathing increases. No one should be scared to find what turns them out and luckily after my first day working with Zane, I learned to carry a vibrator with me in case I need a sudden relief.
We move to the edge of the table and I straddle him. I continue to kiss and touch him as he moans. I take off my dress and place his hands on my breasts.
“Are you ready?”
I slide off the table and get onto my knees. His cock is ready, so I move between his legs and use my tongue to tease him a bit. His breathing becomes shallow.
“You like that? Feeling your hard cock in my mouth?”
It’s such a fucking turn on to see him frothing at the mouth for my touch.
I move back onto the table and lay on my back. “Take it off now.”
Zane removes the mask and leans over me, taking one of my nipples in his mouth. He sucks and licks it. It doesn’t take long for him to move his mouth down my body, kissing to my inner thigh.
“Remember our deal... at least two times... don’t be greedy.”
