Page 15 of His Personal Stripper

Chapter Six

Rachel sat in Jack’s office within the city where all of his major decisions took place. It had been a couple of weeks since the incident at the charity event. Neither of them had spoken about it, or what he’d admitted after. She hadn’t run away from him, but she also hadn’t denied what he said either.

In the meantime, Jack had made it his mission to discover who’d been in the bathroom with Rachel, and he’d gotten the names of all the women, including Felicity. He didn’t have a problem with making them suffer.

“You’re not like them, you know,” Rachel said, startling him.

He looked toward her again. Even after her being with him for nearly a month now, she didn’t bore him. Jack had to fight not to merely stare at her. He loved her company so much, which was why he always brought her to work.

Every day was a mixture of pleasure and torture, pleasure for just having her close, and torture because they couldn’t spend the entire day fucking like rabbits.

She closed the book she’d been reading and turned toward him. “The other day you said you were exactly like them.” She shook her head. “You’re not.”

“It has taken you this long to tell me otherwise.”

Rachel smiled, and it made his stomach clench. There was so much warmth within that gaze. He’d gladly stare into her eyes all day long. She was nothing like the women he was used to.

He couldn’t stand to be near anyone else for so long.

“To be honest I was thinking about what you said.”

“Which part?”

“All of it.” She tucked some hair behind her ear and he watched her stand up, moving toward her. She rounded the desk and leaned against it. Her ass was perched on the edge of the desk. The jeans she wore molded to every single curve, and he noticed that unless he asked her to wear anything different, this was all she wore, jeans and a long shirt. “You can’t deny that you’re different.” She took his hand, locking their fingers together. “You could leave all of this to someone else to run, and yet you’re always here without fail.”

“They’re my workers. This business depends on me, and I know in one turn of the market, all of this could end.”

“Exactly. You don’t take any of it for granted.” She leaned forward, kissing his lips. It was then that Jack realized that it was the first time she’d initiated their touches. He squeezed her hands, offering her comfort, and pulling her down so that she was straddling his waist. She released a little giggle, wrapping her arms around him. “You’re not like anyone else I’ve ever known.”

He ran his hands down her back, grabbing her ass and giving the rounded globes a squeeze. “Damn, woman, you make me so damn hot.”

“It makes me wonder what would have happened that day if you’d not seen me.”

“I’d have found you.”

“How can you be so sure?”

Jack cupped her cheek, sinking his fingers into her blonde locks and pulling her down for a kiss. She didn’t fight him.

He’d easily get lost in her touch, needing her more than anything else in the world. “Because I’ve always been looking for you, that’s why.”

“You’re so romantic.” The twinkle in her eyes made him laugh. She gave a little wiggle on his lap, and her laughter was infectious. “You and I both know what you’re wanting.”

“Well, I have to say, Rachel, I’ve never fucked a woman on the desk of my office.”

“Never?” she asked. “I find that hard to believe. A hot, sexy man like yourself could have any woman he wanted.”

“Yet the only one I want is in my arms right now.”

He lifted her up and placed her on his desk, not caring as he threw items off to make sure she was comfortable. Unsnapping the buttons of her jeans, he slowly peeled them down her legs before he tore at the fabric of her panties.

Sitting down in his chair, he stared at her pussy. Already she was wet for him. Licking his lips, he couldn’t resist a taste of her anymore. Sliding her lips open, he stared at the swollen nub of her clit and groaned.

Taking her into his mouth, he sucked her, thrusting two fingers inside her cunt as he did. She cried out his name, the sounds echoing off the walls, arousing him even more.

This was his woman, and she had no clue what he had planned for her. What he wanted them to both become. From the moment he first saw her, his goal had been to get her into his life. From that point on, it had been working for another goal. He wanted her as his wife, to completely devote her life to his.

He loved her coming to work, being by his side. That’s what he wanted so damn much, but he also wanted to fulfill every single desire she had as well, and not leave her out.

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