Fighting Temptation (Bay State Series Book 1) (7 page)

Overreaction

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

     How very stupid I am to think that I was wearing him down.

Get naked this time? Has he slept with her before? Urgh, too many things running through my mind right now. Ex girlfriend? Booty call?

As I'm having this internal freak out I run past the bouncer and out the door. The cool night air feels good against my flushed skin.

    Why am I so pissed?

It's not like he's mine.

     He will never be mine.

I should stop this charade, he's probably going to leave with her. Why wouldn't he? No strings attached. He doesn't have to see her everyday.

I really need to shut my brain up.

I make it to my car before I let the flood gates open. Why am I so emotional? How has he gotten under my skin so quickly?

I do the only thing I can think of when I'm this upset. I grab my phone out of my clutch and as I dial my mother, I start the car and back out of my parking spot.

    As I'm pulling out of the parking lot she picks up. “Ilyanna? What time is it? Is everything okay?”

Is everything okay? I have no idea.... I scream in my head. I wish she was here. It would make confiding in her so much easier.

   “I think I'm falling in love with my boss,” I sob into the phone. “I don't know what to do. I don't want things getting screwed up if we did have a relationship and things turn ugly. Where would I go from there momma? It's so complicated. I think he wants me too. I've tried to see if he'll make a move and so far nothing. What if he's not interested? God I'm such a mess.”

“Where is all this coming from?” She asks when I finally give her a chance to speak. “I thought you weren't looking for another relationship. Not that I don't want you to be happy. Something must have happened for you to suddenly change your mind.”

Has something changed? I never stopped to think about why all of a sudden I'm even entertaining the idea. “I don't know if anything's changed really. It's just that we get along really well. Better than any guy ever. Maybe that's it. I get along better with him than I ever did with Jackson. But that doesn't mean I should act all jealous and possessive. I flipped out tonight when I saw another woman talking to him. I can't think of any other reason I would act like that. What should I do? I hate feeling like this!” The tears are finally starting to fade away the longer I talk.

It's always had a calming affect on me, venting to her. I guess it's because she's the one person I know that won't judge me.

“Well it sounds like you have some things to work out. You need to ask yourself if this is something you want to pursue. If it is then my advice to you is to keep your head on straight and don't get yourself too deep too fast. If your not sure on his feelings just keep doing what your doing. Sounds to me you've at least gained a friend out of this. I just want you to be happy, so whatever you decide to do I support you.” Just then my phone buzzes alerting me I have a new text.

    “Thanks, I knew talking to you would help. You always know the right things to say. I love you.”

“I love you too, call me back anytime if you need me.”

“Of course, have a good night.”

“Bye baby girl.”

“Bye momma.” I hang up and check my messages.

I have two, both from Rachel.

{ Where are you? Are you ok? }

And the other one.

{ Hello? Do I need to kick his ass? }

    The last one makes me smile, she is such a good friend. I don't bother to answer her back. I just got home, no doubt she's not far behind.

As I storm through the house to my room I can't help but wonder what Braydon must be thinking about my disappearance. He's probably more than likely relieved that I left. Now he doesn't have to apologize for going home with someone else seeing as he showed up with me. I flop down on my bed and let the tears flow again.

Not too long after, I hear a soft knock at my door. “Ily, can I come in?” She's seen me worse that's for sure.

“Yeah.”

The look on her face as she takes in my appearance says it all. Yup, I'm a wreck. “Why did you leave? Braydon was flipping out trying to find you. You need to talk to him. He was not talking to that skank, she was coming onto him. Not the other way around. Trust me when I say he's into you girl. Why can't you see that?”

“I thought I did, but what I heard makes me think they have a history. You didn't hear what I did Rachel. It was like a punch to the gut. I know I don't have any right to feel jealous. I'm a mess.” I just sit with my head down, shaking it from side to side.

Here comes the lecture, I can feel it.

“No I didn't hear it. But John explained what was said, not that I agree completely with him about the entire situation. I do feel you owe it to him to at least hear him out. You can make your own decision on the whole thing. Just don't give up so easily. Keep doing what your doing and things will work out if they're meant to.” She's smiling weakly as I take in what she's just told me. She sounds just like my mother and I tell her as much.

She bursts out laughing. “Someone has to take care of you up here. Maybe she gave me some pointers before we left. Momma Sicliano school.”

I slap her arm and start to laugh too. “Oh shut up, don't be ridiculous. Seriously though, you think I should talk to him?”

“Absolutely, I don't know why you haven't made a move yet. Honestly, what are you waiting for? I'm about ninety nine point nine percent sure you won't be rejected.” She's put her arm around my shoulders and rubs my arm trying to soothe me.

It's working, but the reassurance she's trying to give me, not so much.

   “That's just it though. I don't think I can handle that small chance of rejection. I've been trying to get him to make the first move. So far he hasn't, which leads me to believe he doesn't want to.”

   “You told me yourself your playing hard to get. Maybe lighten up on it a bit.” She suggests while wiggling her eyebrows at me. “Like I said before, I think he's thinking the same way you are. One of you is going to have to cave first.” Deep down, I know she's right.

I still want him to be the first one to make a move. I'll have to think of some more creative ways to make that happen. “Thanks, I knew you could help. I called my mom on the way home. She just wants me to be happy whatever I do. She knows it's complicated because he's my boss.”

My cell phone ringing interrupts me and I groan when I see who's calling. “It's Braydon. What should I do?”

“Well don't be stupid. I'm gonna step out and your gonna answer the damn phone, you fool.” Laughing she gets up, and walks out of my room, closing the door behind her.

I let it go to voice mail, not ready to talk to him quite yet. Instead I think about how I'm going to play this.

Do I let him know I heard what was said?

Of course he knows you heard, I chastise myself.

Urgh, I'm so pathetic.

My phone chirps with a text. I don't even have to look to know who it's from.

{ Please talk to me and let me explain? }

I try to block out the image of the red head clinging to him. I can't do it, it's still too fresh.

I do need to hear it from him before I close my eyes tonight. I'm afraid of what I'll see while I'm sleeping if I don't.

I suck it up and call him back.

    He answers with my name and a sigh on his lips. “I'm so sorry, it's not what it looked like.”

“It really doesn't matter Braydon. I don't know why I made such a big deal about it. We're not together. We were just supposed to be pretending at being a couple. I guess I let myself get carried away. You can do whatever you want.” I don't know if he can hear the lie in my voice but I know it's there.

“It matters to me. I don't want you think that. No matter what, if I go somewhere with you, I'm not going to leave with someone else. Yes I've met her before and no nothing happened. I went out to that strip club with some friends, I was in a bad mood and thought she could cheer me up. But you know what? She didn't, and you know why? She's not you. I can't stop thinking about you Ilyanna, and it scares me. I just don't know what to do anymore. I don't mix business with pleasure ever. I'm having a really hard time trying not to feel the way I do.”

   Wow....... talk about blunt. I wasn't expecting a declaration of his feelings. I'm struck speechless.

“Ilyanna, are you still there?”

     I still can't think of what to say.

    “Ilyanna?”

  “Yes, sorry I'm here. I don't know what to say Braydon. I'm scared, things are going so good at the office. I don't want anything to change that.” My heart is beating out of my chest. It feels so good to hear that he feels the same way. “Thank you for explaining but I think right now we need to keep things as friends. I'll see you Monday morning, good night.” I blow out the breath I was holding. Did I just make a huge mistake?

   “Good night Ilyanna, I'll see you Monday.” I can't help but hear the sadness in his voice before I end the call. Trust me I feel the same way right now.

   So I just snuggle into my blankets and drift off into a peaceful sleep.

                                *****

I don't know why I'm so nervous walking into my office.

It's not as if the boogy man's lurking.

Well possibly my own personal boogy man.

Just as I settle into my chair and fire up my computer Braydon walks in looking as sexy as ever.

Which just reminds me of all the wicked things he was doing do me in my dream last. A dream I have to say was the best so far. He still hasn't taken me in my sleep yet but it's all delicious just the same.

When I woke up wet and panting I had to find one of my toys. I don't think my fingers would have satisfied me last night. He had me so worked up, I needed the thickness of my vibrator, stretching me as I imagined that my hand was his hips rocking the shaft in and out of me until I exploded and coated it with my juices. Hmmmm, his voice takes me away from my day dream.

“Good morning, you look well rested. Did you do anything interesting yesterday?” If he only knew what I was doing last night and who I was thinking about. The color of my cheeks must have given me away.

“Penny for your thoughts.”

“Sorry, I was thinking about the other night and how I overreacted. It was foolish of me to get jealous really. No big deal. So, any changes to our agenda today?”

    Hopefully he lets it go. I don't want to talk about it anymore. I don't know why I even brought it up. Although the lie was easier than the truth I suppose.

“Nope, everything's still the same. I was hoping you would have lunch again with me today? I could get us reservations at the new Italian restaurant that just opened up down the street. I've heard they have really good food. I want to get a call in early to make sure I can book a good time for us. We have all those documents to analyze for arrears and debt ratio before the meeting at two thirty.” I could watch that mouth talk all day. How bad I want those lips on me. “Are you sure your alright?” He asks while studying my face.

Damn, I need to stop showing my emotions so clearly. He can read me so well. “Yes, I'm fine. I just think I may have over dressed today. I'm feeling a little warm. Did someone turn the thermostat up in here?” I ask as I shed my gray sweater to reveal my sleeveless, low cut deep purple blouse and watch his eyes as they follow my movements.

Oh yeah, I'm still very much playing the game.

I want to know how much he's interested, so far I'm not disappointed as he swallows hard and clears his throat. “Should I make reservations for eleven thirty? Better to get in there early just in case they're busy and our food takes a little while.”

“That sounds perfect, I'm gonna get started on these documents. I'll let you know if I find anything.” With my confirmation he nods and leaves my office.

I'm in deep trouble and I can't wait.

Breaking down

That little minx is playing me. I'd bet my fucking ass.

I just wonder what she was really thinking about while blushing. I hope it was about what I want to do to her. I know I think about that shit all the time. I have a hard time controlling not getting hard constantly while I'm around her. That move she made with her sweater, oh yeah, that shit had to be planned. Her time's running out. My control's only so strong and it's about to break. Something has to give soon or I'll most likely bend that sweet ass over my desk at fuck her so hard she won't walk straight for a week.

She's all I've been able to think about all morning. I don't think I've accomplished anything at all. I jump at the knock on my door. “Come in.”

I must look disappointed because Brent asks, “Hey boss, you okay?”

I am now that my thoughts are broken away from her. "Yeah, just thinking about the meeting this afternoon. What's up?"

    “I wanted to see if you interested in coming with a bunch of us for lunch at Faneuil Hall around noon.”

And break my lunch date with little miss sexy? I think not. “Sorry. I already have plans for lunch. But thanks anyway.”

“Let me guess. With your new assistant huh?” He asks with a smirk.

“Do I sense a problem there for you?” I ask. I don't mean to go on the defense but what the fuck is it to him.

“No not at all. It's just we've all been talking about how close you've become to her. We just don't want you to get hurt. She's your assistant and we know you don't mix business with pleasure.”

Un fucking believable.

“Well thanks I guess. But why don't you guys let me worry about it myself. I like her, we get along great. So what if I like hanging around with her. Is it a crime to have a female friend? No I don't think so!”

I know I've shocked him with my outburst by the look on his face. Backing up out of my office he apologizes. “Sorry, forget I said anything. Have a good lunch.”

     “Yeah, you too.”

                                *****

“Lunch was delicious, thank you,” Ilyanna says as were walking back to the office.

It actually was really good. I'm a fan of many Italian things, mainly the one walking next to me. She doesn't shy away when I take her hand as we wait at the cross walk across the street from our building.

“Your welcome. I thinks it's my new favorite place for Italian.” Until I have you, then it will be every surface I've ever had you on.

She looks up at me and treats me with a sexy smile on those those beautiful lips. I just want to bend the distance between us and kiss them.

I barely resist the urge.

The crowd of people around us starts to move and I realize we're just standing there staring into each others eyes. She breaks contact first as she tugs my hand so we can cross before we lose our chance. We make it back to the office with only twenty minutes to spare before our meeting. Yes, we took our time at lunch. I enjoy her company so much that I lose all track of everything else but just the two of us.

The final minutes before the meeting we go over all of the things we'll cover. She put the sweater back on when we went to lunch and I have to say I miss her bare shoulders.

I'd like to take off a hell of a lot more than that sweater if I'm being completely honest with myself.

   I think I'm going to combust if I don't have her soon.

                                *****

The meeting was brief and we found ourselves back in my office to go over the notes she took.

The way she's looking at me right now, like she wants to devour me is killing me. I don't know if she  realizes how transparent she is. I see the lust in her eyes when she looks at me. I know because I'm sure it's a mirror image of mine when I look at her.

“Ilyanna,” I say, barely a whisper.

“Yes?” She looks back at me with those sexy as fuck green eyes, just waiting for me to continue.

“Your killing me here.” I groan, trying to convey the frustration I feel for her.

“Me? Why what have I done Braydon?” As if she doesn't know.

I'm done playing games with her.

   “I see the way you look at me Ilyanna, it's the same way I look at you. And that move with your sweater earlier, I liked it. There was only one problem with it.”

I watch as her face turns red. She knows I'm onto her. She swallows nervously. “Wh...what problem?”

    “I wasn't the one to take it off of you.” She drives me crazy, playing all innocent. She's good. I'll give her that.

    “All I have to do is be in the same room as you and I'm instantly hard? I want you so bad it hurts.” Her breathing's become heavy before I finish my last sentence and I know she's just as affected as I am. Though I know it will take some time to get her to admit just how much.

“Braydon we can't. Yes I find you attractive but your my boss. And you said yourself the two can't mix. So let's just not go there. I enjoy your company and I don't want to complicate things. One or both of us will just end up getting hurt.”

Is this woman mad?

I'm already hurting so fucking bad I can't stand it. “I just want to fire you for one day, have my way with you and give you so much you'll never forget. Then again, I'm afraid I'll become addicted and you'll end up without a job. But you won't have to worry, I won't fire you for any amount of time. But I do want you.” Listen to me babbling. I'm sure I sound like an idiot.

She took her sweater off again when we came into my office and I can see her nipples poking through her blouse. Oh fuckin' A right she's just as affected as I am. Thank fuck I thought to lock the door when we came in. “Please Braydon?”

I want this woman so bad right now I'd do just about anything to have her. Damn my rules. “Please what baby? Tell me what you need.” She's standing in front of my desk, chest heaving and out of breath and I'm panting along with her. I stand and walk around my desk and she turns around to face me. I place my hands on either side of her on the hard surface.

   “Don't make this any harder than it already is,” She says on a whisper.

I give her a sexy grin and wink. “You have no idea.” Taking her hand I place it on my hard cock so she can feel me through my pants. “This is just about as hard as it gets. Fuck my rule.” She sucks in a sharp breath and moans as her hand cups me and Jesus I think I'm going to cum in my pants as she starts to rub my prick.

I think I've died and gone to heaven.

Up and down and back again, she tightens her grip on me. I can't take anymore, I grab a fist full of hair on the back of her head and lean in those few inches to taste those delicious lips. No hesitation, she opens right up for me. Our tongues dancing together like they can't get enough. Damn she's even sweeter than I imagined. I can't wait to taste the rest of her.

   “Come home with me.” I don't even say it as a question. More like a command.

“Yes, oh my God yes, I'll go home with you.” She agrees between kisses.

I can quite honestly say I've never been this excited at the thought of being wrapped up in a tight warm pussy as I am with her. “Baby we better go before I lose it and take you right here on my desk and neither of us wants that. I want you on your back, in my bed, spread wide for me while I taste every inch of you before plunging this hard cock so deep you'll feel it for days.” She shivers in my arms at my words.

I start to trail soft wet kisses from her ear to the swell of her tits. Fuck. I can't wait to free them and get her nipples in my mouth. As I think of all the ways I'm going to make her cum and scream my name before sinking my cock into her wet heat, I have to pull away before I make a fool of myself. She starts to pull herself together as I tuck my dick up into the waist band of my briefs. There's no way I'm leaving this office with him standing tall and proud.

    Just a few minutes later and we're in the parking garage heading for my car. I hit my key fob and as soon as we're at the passenger door I pin her against the car and devour her mouth again. Needing another taste before getting in. “Mmmm, fucking delicious.”

“Right back at cha' handsome. Can't wait to find out what else that mouth can do,” She says and licks her lips.

As soon as we're in my car, thank fuck for tinted windows, she's on my cock like she's starving. I don't think anyone has ever gotten my dick out of my pants that fast.

“Mmmm...,” she moans as she sucks on the tip.

“Ilyanna, please. I don't want the first time I cum to be in your mouth”

She stops for a second letting it pop from between her lips and looks up at me with those sexy as fuck eyes.

“I want your cum everywhere, might as well be in my mouth first. I can't wait until we get to your house. I'm so hungry for you. I'm done fighting it, God I'm so done. And I know you want my soft mouth wrapped around your...”

She doesn't finish telling me. “Arghhh...” She shows me exactly what she's going to wrap those delicious lips around. “Baby that feels so good!” Taking her mouth all the way down as I buck in my seat, I feel my head hit the back of her throat and she holds it there, creating a fantastic suction as she swirls her tongue around the width of me.

In just a few minutes of being in her mouth I know I could never give this woman up. I think I'm in love. I never felt this with Heather. 

Ilyanna completely consumes me.

I can't wait to taste her sweet pussy and make her gush all over my face. She's started a nice tight grip on the base of my cock and strokes as she bobs up and down slurping her mouth all over me.

“Oh yes baby, stroke me just like that. Fuck, you feel so good.” If she keeps stroking and sucking like she is I won't last much longer. She switches up again on me and starts to deep throat with a deep suction pulling up and dropping all the way back down. I start bucking back against her movements. “I'm gonna cum baby, oh fuck I'm gonna cum.”

    She just keeps her rhythm, moaning as I shoot my load into the back of her throat. She swallows it down, milking me for every last drop. She looks at me with a devilish grin. “Yum, so good. Can't wait for more of you.”

I'm feeling a little dizzy from such an intense feeling, I turn and face her. “I think I'm in love.”

She reaches up and cups my cheek in her hand and rubs her thumb across my bottom lip. “You're not the only one.”

She looks so dreamy and I haven't even given her an orgasm yet. I don't know what I did in my life to deserve this girl. But right now I'm thanking every God imaginable for my good fortune.

As soon as we get to my house, I run around the car and snatch her up out of the passenger seat. She giggles into my neck as I carry her in. To impatient to wait for her walking in those shoes. As I make my way to the door she's licking and sucking my neck, my chin, all the way up to my mouth. I stop and put her down, pinning her against the door, I attack her mouth. “I want you so bad,” I say in between licks and bites.

“So take me, no ones out here but us.” Damn she's temping, but I want her in the house.

“Oh no, I'm getting you inside first. I plan on making you scream. I don't feel like Boston's finest interrupting us for disturbing the peace,” I say licking her lips one more time before unlocking the door and pushing her through it.

Before I've even fully closed the door, she's stripping me of my pants and taking my cock into her small hands, wrapping both around me to stroke. “Mmmm, I think I'm in love with your cock,” She says as she sinks down to the floor and starts licking the head again.

I grab her shoulders and pull her up, spinning us around, I hold her against the wall pinning her hips with mine. Not caring about her shirt I take either side of it and rip it open, sending buttons flying through the air. “You are so fucking sexy.” I bury my face in her tits and start licking them like it's my last meal.

“Please Braydon? Fuck me now!” I ignore her plea and reach around her to undo the clasp on her bra. I let it slowly slide off and enjoy a nice slow reveal of those sexy nipples I can't wait to taste.

“Gorgeous, I knew you'd be perfect.” I bend my head down and trail my tongue around one stiff peak while my fingers tweak the other.

“Please, please Braydon? You feel so good I need your cock inside me.”

I release her nipple from my mouth and move to devour the one I've neglected. Trust me, I want my cock in her pussy more than anything. Her hand stroking me and the taste of her skin has me harder than I've ever been.

    I slide my hand that's not busy playing with her nipple down her torso as she makes mewling noises. No doubt she knows where I'm going. I slide my hand up under her skirt and skim my fingers over her wet panties. I play on top of them for a few minutes before moving them aside so I can touch her soft center.

“Yes, that feels so good. Don't stop, please don't stop.”

   Taking my hand that's playing with her nipple I reach up to trace her bottom lip. “Don't worry baby I want to drive you so crazy you won't ever want me to stop. I want to hear you scream my name so many times, you'll never want to scream another.”

I slip two fingers into her slippery cunt and she goes nuts when I start to rub her clit with my thumb.