Page 7 of Theirs to Take

“Just through that door,” he said, nodding to his private bathroom.

“Thanks,” she said.

“You never answered my question,” he said. “Will there be a next time, Nova?” he asked.

She stopped at the bathroom door, her hand on the knob. “I don’t know, Alex,” she said. “Can I think about it?” she asked.

He wanted to tell her, no, but he didn’t want to fuck up his chance with her. “What’s there to think about?” he asked.

“Everything,” she said, disappearing into the bathroom, and shutting the door behind herself.

He wasn’t sure if he should storm into his bathroom and demand better answers from her or just let her work everything out for herself. But he was sure of one damn thing—there would be a fucking next time if he had anything to say about it.

Nova

Nova cleaned herself up and washed her hands, staring herself down in the mirror. How could she have been so stupid? When she walked into his office and found Alex masturbating, she should have turned around and left—but she couldn’t stop looking at him. He was so beautiful; his head thrown back, eyes closed, and lips parted, as he stroked his cock with both hands. Hearing that he was thinking about her in her cocktail dress from the night before as he touched himself was what had her staying. No man had wanted her like that in a damn long time, and she found it to be a complete turn-on, even if she shouldn’t have.

“You’re an idiot,” she whispered to herself in the mirror. “You better hope that he keeps his word and doesn’t fire you.” Her reflection didn’t seem to give a crap about her scolding. In fact, she just stared back at her looking quite pleased with herself. Her cheeks were flush and still rosy from being thoroughly fucked. It had been a long time since Nova looked like that and an even longer time since she had felt that way. Alex made her feel things she hadn’t for so long, she was beginning to wonder if she’d ever feel that way again. When he rubbed his thumb overher clit, she nearly came on his hand. It didn’t take long for her to find her release and Nova was sure that her vibrator wouldn’t cut it for her anymore after being with Alex.

Right now, she needed to concentrate on straightening herself up and getting back out to her desk. She had a meeting with HR in an hour and she’d have to now somehow get through it without blurting out that she slept with her new boss in her first ten minutes on the job. Yeah, she was going to have to learn to keep her legs and her mouth shut, but she was a fast learner. The one thing she was very sure of was that what just happened between her, and Alex could never happen again. He asked her if it was a one-time thing, and now she had her answer, it would have to be, no matter how much she wanted him. Alex was going to be hands-off to her, no matter how much that killed her.

He was waiting for her outside the bathroom door and when he looked her over, her entire body felt like it was on fire again. How did he do that to her? How could just one look have her feel like she was spinning out of control again so quickly?

“Don’t look at me that way,” she insisted.

“What way am I looking at you, Nova?” he asked.

“Like you want me again,” she said.

“Makes sense,” he said, nodding his head, “because I do. I don’t think that I’ll ever be able to look at you any differently, honey, because that’s not going to change for me.”

“Well, find a way to change it,” she insisted. “Because what just happened can’t happen again, Alex. I won’t let it.”

He threw back his head and laughed, making her instantly wet. He looked just like that when she caught him masturbating in his chair. Nova closed her eyes, trying to block out the images of his hands running over his massive cock, and when she opened them again, he was standing so close that she could feel his warm breath on her lips. God, she wanted to taste him again—but then, she’d be breaking her promise to herself.

“Go to dinner with me again tonight,” he whispered.

“Dinner?” she breathed. She felt as though she was walking through a fog, and she wasn’t sure which way to go next. All she could do was nod her agreement and Alex’s warm mouth was covering hers again.

Nova pushed at his chest, trying to break the kiss, but it was like trying to move a brick wall. When he finally let her up for air, she slapped at his chest. “I can’t go to dinner with you,” she said. “I need to try to find a new apartment and I’ve scheduled bookings for tonight to see a few places.”

“Perfect,” he said. “I’ll go with you and that way; I’ll know exactly how to describe your new place to the judge when I petition the court to reopen your custody hearing.”

“What?” she asked. “No, I’ll take a few pictures of the place that I pick, but you don’t have to go with me to check them out,” she insisted. “I’m sure that you don’t do that for your other clients,” she said.

“You’re right,” he agreed. “But I also haven’t had sex with my other clients.”

“Alex,” she warned. “We can’t talk about that anymore. It’s not going to happen again. It was a one-time thing—and now, it’s over and done with. Let’s move on.”

“Can’t,” Alex breathed. “Because I do believe that it will happen again. I’ll make you a deal—you stop saying that it was a one-time thing, and I’ll stop talking about it. Deal?” he asked, holding out his hand for her to shake.

She looked it over as if it offended her in some way. She was at least going to have to meet him halfway and not having him running around the office telling everyone about them having sex was a major win in her column. “Fine,” she grumbled, shaking his hand. “But for the record, it’s not happening again.” He sighed and pulled her against his body, sealing his mouthover hers again. This time, she didn’t fight him—she didn’t want to.

He broke the kiss, leaving her breathless, and smiled down at her. “You sure about that, Nova?” he asked.

“Just because you’re good-looking and rich, doesn’t mean that you always get your way, Alex,” she insisted. Nova pulled herself free from his arms and walked to his door. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a meeting with HR to get ready for.” She turned back to see if what she had just said flustered Alex in any way and was almost disappointed that it didn’t.

“I know that you’re trying to get a reaction out of me, honey, but you forget that I’m the one who planned your schedule for the day. What time should I pick you up for our date tonight?” he asked.

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