The orgasm fulfilled what he needed at that moment but it wouldn’t entirely sate his appetite. The only person he wanted was the sweet Jesse. Cleaning up his mess with the towel, he left his bed to place it in the laundry basket.
He settled back into bed, closing his eyes to sleep when he remembered the need reflected in Jesse’s eyes.
She didn’t think for a second she was damaged even though she behaved like it. Ryan, if it was the last thing he did, would prove to Jesse she wanted and could have the same as other women. A life, a family, and above all, love.
* * * *
Jesse counted down the moment until she escaped the clutches of work. For the first time in her life she looked forward to being out of work rather than inside. Tapping her fingers on the desk top, she glanced down at the appointment sheet in front of her. Before she left three signatures were needed to let her know the men and women were out of the building.
Her work didn’t require too much thought. The interactions with clients were down to a minimum, only needing to show clients to their lawyer’s office and make tea. Some of the men tried to hit on her, but she kept them at arms-length. She wouldn’t give any man the thought they could have her. However, none of the men she’d met left her feeling like Ryan had the night before. Her body awakened under his scrutiny. Part of her wanted to invite him to her home.
You wanted so much more.
Cutting off the craving for what Ryan could give her, she focused on arranging the schedule for Monday. Every Sunday the office was closed unless there was a big case for several lawyers to deal with.
“Have you got anything exciting planned for this week?” Denise asked, approaching the reception desk.
Denise looked tired as she rubbed a hand down her face. She was one of the lawyers who handled divorce cases, who once asked her to become a personal assistant. Jesse frowned, realizing three of the other lawyers within the large office also asked her to be their personal assistant.
“You out for today?” Jesse asked, avoiding the question.
“Yeah, I’m done with men cursing their wives and vice versa. I wonder why they ever got married in the first place.” Denise shook her head.
“You’re married, aren’t you?” Jesse tapped away on the keyboard.
“Yeah, fifteen years, three kids and still going strong.” Denise shrugged. “I don’t know. I sometimes think you young ones hate hard work. A good marriage takes hard work from both sides.”
“I imagine so.” She really did like Denise. The older woman always made her feel included in life while her own family kept her at bay, afraid she’d crumble at the first hurdle. She’d survived a lot even if her family didn’t see the truth glaring them in the face.
“Anyway, any hot date or prospect on the horizon.”
Most of the time she shook her head, denying any involvement with a man. Thinking about Ryan made her want to tell Denise the truth.
“Actually, I’ve met someone. We don’t know each other all that well but we’re going on a date today. After work in fact.” Speaking the truth out loud and knowing she’d be seeing Ryan very soon made her smile.
“Well, when’s he turning up? I’d love the chance to meet him.”
She checked the time, biting her lip. “Another ten or fifteen minutes. I don’t know, this is our first date. He might not even remember.” Jesse hadn’t thought about Ryan forgetting about her. Crap, what if he didn’t show up and she’d worn her best heels as well. Glancing down at the red stiletto heel shoes, Jesse fought a rush of tears. Walking home in these shoes would be an absolute nightmare.
“Honey, any man who forgets you is not worth the time worrying about him in my book. I can’t stay to meet him. I’ve got to get on. Hubby wants me to be there for a footy game. The man will not settle down. Have a wonderful weekend.” Denise waved her goodbyes. Watching the other woman go, Jesse took her seat again and finished off her work. The woman who’d booked in over an hour ago left without a look in her direction.
Jesse was used to some of the clients looking down their noses at her. She got through work ignoring them.
Earlier in the day one of the clients tried to hit on her but David, one of the lawyers came to her rescue. Most of the time David tried to hit on her and she turned down his constant offers of dates. When the man who had hit on her earlier left the building, Jesse tensed as she saw David making his way toward her. They were probably the only two in the building. Her bags were resting beside her ready to head out.
No sign of Ryan made her feel nervous. What if he stood her up? She couldn’t handle the rejection.
“Hey, gorgeous, can I offer you dinner and a night out on the town?”
She shook her head. Jesse disliked David’s flirting, yet she never wanted to seem bitchy to him as he was her boss. “I appreciate the offer, David. I’m meeting someone today.”
He ushered her out of the building, closing and locking up the front. The company was large and a security team would be taking over for the remainder of the weekend. When he grabbed her arm, she tried her hardest not to flinch away from his touch.
Why? Why could she stand for Ryan to touch her but not David? None of her feelings made sense. Thinking back to the previous night she thought about Ryan’s touch. He’d not tried to hurt her or dominate her yet his voice showed her without him even touching her, he expected to be obeyed.
She looked up and down the street, wishing Ryan would magically appear.
“Your friend appears to be late. We could have some dinner and I promise you a good time.”
Smiling, she did her best to think of a reason not to go with him. David was kind even if a bit scary. He took no for an answer but wouldn’t stop.
“Erm, I appreciate the—”
“Baby, I’m so sorry I’m late.” Ryan spoke up, coming to her side. He wrapped an arm around her, drawing her away from David’s touch. The moment he held her, Jesse forgot all about the uncomfortable feeling the other man inspired. Sinking against his body, she inhaled his masculine scent. He wore a pair of jeans with a white shirt with the buttons open at the top.
His scent made her melt. Crossing her thighs, she gritted her teeth to stop her moan but she was unsuccessful as a slight sound escaped.
“I guess I know the answer to my question,” David said. The sound of his voice pulled her out of her haze. Crap, what had she done?
* * * *
Ryan stared at the man opposite him. He knew David as the guy frequented the club regularly. They stared at each other, waiting for the other to back down. He loved the sound of Jesse’s little moan, which clearly showed the other man who she belonged to.
“I guess I know the answer to my question,” he said.
“I’m sorry, David, I did try to tell you.” Jesse’s voice sounded on the verge of orgasm. Smiling, Ryan shook his hand.
“It’s nice to meet one of her colleagues. Thank you for standing with her. Traffic was hell but I don’t intend to be late next time.” He saw his message was received by the other man.
“I’ll see you on Monday, Jesse. Try not to kill yourself in those heels.” David nodded at both of them before turning and heading in the opposite direction.
He checked out the heels she wore, whistling at the killer shoes.
“I, erm, I wanted to look nice for our date.”
“They’re going to hurt for what I’ve got planned. Come on, I’m parked illegally and I don’t want to get a parking ticket.” Holding onto her firmly with an arm around her back, Ryan led the way to his car. He helped her inside before going around to the driver’s side.
The picnic rested in the trunk of the car, waiting to be devoured.
“I didn’t think you’d come,” she whispered.
“What?” he asked.
“Erm, I’ve never been on a date and at first I didn’t think you’d stand me up but then I started thinking and once that started, I panicked.”
“Jesse, baby, I can promise you I’ll always
keep my word. If I say I’m going to be there for you then I’m going to be there. I’d never leave you standing around waiting. Stupid fucking traffic kept me away today.” He hated traffic.
“You weren’t exactly late.” She giggled.
“I know but look what happened. I was a few minutes behind and another guy tried to steal you away from me. I’m not having that.”
Her giggling stopped. “I wouldn’t have gone anywhere. I’m not easy or anything.”
Reaching across, he grabbed her hand, squeezing it. “I never said you were, baby. You’ve got to know how hot you are. So many men want you. They’re all ready for me to move aside so they can have you to themselves.”
“Not happening.” She squeezed his hand back. When she made no move to pull away, he kept their fingers locked together, driving one handed. He liked her touch. Happiness shined from her face when he glanced toward her.
The drive took over twenty minutes before he found a parking space in an underground unit. Paying for the parking, he climbed out going to the trunk. “I’ve got a picnic for us to enjoy.”
She rubbed her hands together.
“I’ve also got the perfect location. Come on.” He offered his arm and she linked hers through his. Together they headed out to the warm summer afternoon. The streets were busy but they made it over the road and into the park area where people could eat. “Have you ever been here before?”
“Nah, I usually eat a sandwich outside or wait until I get home.”
“Come on, I’ve got a good spot near the pond.” He led the way through the throng of people toward his favorite area. The pond was busy with plenty of ducks, birds, and swans.
“Wow,” she said, resting her hands on her hips.
Her heels were sinking into the grass. Grabbing the blanket bound on top of the basket, he placed it on the ground before easing her down. Going to her feet, he slid the heels off.
“Oh, what are you doing?” she asked. Her cheeks were a lovely rouge color.
“We’re in a park. You don’t need to be wearing these killer heels but I’ll certainly be asking you to wear them again.” His thoughts were filled with how the heels would feel digging into his back as he rode her pussy hard.