Sweet Cheeks (Sweet Enough To Eat)

Our eyes are back on each other as the door swings closed. What the hell is going to happen now?

“You know you overpaid for the company, right?” I ask. It’s all I can think of to say.

He nods. “I know.”

“Then, why did you do it?”

“Not everything is about money, Hailey. I wanted you and I would have given up anything to have you. Even for an afternoon.”

“You… wanted… me?” None of this is making any sense.

I can feel my heart about to pound out of my chest as he walks around the desk and comes right up to me. He smells so good. He looks even better.

“I want you,” he says as he runs the back of his fingers over my cheek. My head curls into his touch as my eyes fall closed. “More than I want anything.”

I swallow hard as I force my eyes back open and lift my chin up so I can look into his dark possessive eyes.

“And you’re mine now,” he growls.

I gulp. And then nod.

Chapter Four

Joseph

She’s looking up at me with submissive blue eyes and it just makes me want her even more. There was no way I was going to let this little flower escape me. I’ve never felt such need before in my entire life. I have to possess her. I have to make her mine.

I won’t be able to go on if I don’t.

“Am I your employee now?” she asks in a timid voice. It’s making my dick hard. “Do you need me to still work at the flower shop?”

I want to touch her so badly. All over.

My cock is aching.

“Do you want to work there?” I ask. I’ll do anything she wants. As long as it means I get to do anything I want to do to her.

She quickly shakes her head. “I hate flowers. I never want to work there again.”

“Then what do you want to do?”

She tilts her head as she thinks about it for a second. “Travel. I think my dad will give me and my sister some of that money for all the unpaid years we put in at the shop. I’ll use it to see the world. I’ve never been anywhere.”

A flash of jealousy surges through me at the thought of her traveling around the globe by herself. Talking to guys. Wearing a bikini where any man can see what belongs to me. Fuck. My body starts tensing up as I picture it.

“Where do you want to go?” I ask as I try to push the obsessive feelings down. “If you can go anywhere on the planet. Where would it be?”

She tilts her head as she thinks about it for a second. “Belize,” she finally says and her whole face lights up in a smile. Fuck, she’s gorgeous. I can barely handle it.

Without hesitation, I walk back behind my desk, sit down, and pick up my phone. Annie answers when I hit the button that calls her. “Annie, call Greg and have him get my jet ready.”

“Yes, sir,” she says without any questions.

“And then find me a villa in Belize. Something on the beach. As high end as you can find.”

“When would you like it for, sir?”

“Tonight.”

I don’t give her a return date. We’ll never return if I have my way.

I hang up the phone and turn back to my girl. Her toes will be in the warm sand this afternoon and my cock will be in her warm cunt tonight.

“You’re going to Belize?” Hailey asks, looking shocked. “Just like that?”

“We’re going to Belize,” I answer as I stare her down. “Just like that.”

Her confusion quickly turns to shock when she realizes I’m serious. “But I don’t have any clothes.”

Annie is busy making the reservations so I call Sandra, my personal shopper, myself.

She answers immediately. She always does when she sees my name on her phone.

“Hello, Joseph,” she says with a flirty vibe. She’s a knockout but I’ve never been interested.

“Sandra, I need a new wardrobe.”

“Okay, for you?”

“No. For my girl.”

“Oh, you… have a girlfriend now?” I can hear the disappointment in her voice.

“I do,” I say as I stare Hailey down. She doesn’t appear to be breathing. “I need summer clothes. A lot of them.” I look her sweet body up and down and give out what I think are the measurements.

“Is that right?” I ask her. Hailey nods in agreement.

“In what style would you like?” Sandra asks.

“Sexy,” I say feeling my cock throb. “Make sure the bikini is small. I’m talking dental floss small.”

Hailey gulps as she listens.

“I need them quickly. Bring them to my private jet in two hours and I’ll give you an extra twenty percent over your fee.”

“Really?” Sandra says, sounding ecstatic. “I’ll be there and she’s going to be looking hot as fuck.”

“She already does,” I mutter as I hang up the phone.

My Valentine is fidgeting with the bottom of her shirt as I fold my hands on my desk. “Any more excuses?”

She slowly shakes her head. “But we don’t even know each other.”

“That’s why we’re going away,” I say as I stand back up and walk over to her. “To get to know each other.”

Her body stiffens with nerves as I walk up to her. I hate that I have this kind of effect on her. I want her relaxed and comfortable when we’re together.

“Mr. London, I—”

“Joseph,” I say as I gently take her chin with my hand and tilt it up. “You call me Joseph. Okay, sweet cheeks?”

“Okay,” she whispers in a breathless tone. “Joseph.”

Hearing my name on her lips has a devastating effect on me and the need to taste her takes over. I lean down and crush my lips to hers.

Her body is tense at first, but then she melts into me as I slide my tongue between her parted lips. I moan when I feel her hands slide up my shoulders and she pulls me even closer.

She rises on her toes as her silky tongue glides around mine. With my hands tightening on her hips, I add more pressure to her mouth. It’s electric.

When we finally pull away, we’re both breathing hard as the air charges with heat all around us.

“Are we really going to Belize?”

I press my forehead against hers and nod. “We’re going and it’s going to be the trip of a lifetime.”

She lifts her chin up and kisses me. “Thank you,” she whispers. “For everything. For saving my dad. For saving me.”

“I’ll always take care of you, Hailey,” I say and I mean it. “You’re my Valentine. Today and forever.”

We kiss some more, deeper and longer this time. My cock is aching against her and it makes me wonder how wet she is.

“We’re leaving in two hours?” she asks as her adorable cheeks flush pink. “What do you want to do until then?”

My wet lips curl up into a grin. I know exactly what I want to do. I want to give her a taste of what Belize will be like, of what our future will be like.

She whimpers as I pick her up and place her down on my desk. Our lips are back together like they’ve finally found where they belong as my possessive hands begin to wander up her ribs and then over her breasts. I can feel her heart pounding as I cup her tits in a firm solid grip. I can’t wait to see what she looks like in a bikini, but more than that, I can’t wait to see what she looks like when I take it off.

“This is what I want to do,” I say between kisses on her neck as my hands drop down to her belt. “I want to put my tongue on your pussy and make you cum really hard.”

She sucks in a breath and holds it as I easily undo her belt and then snap her jeans open.

“Ass up,” I demand in a voice so coarse it’s practically a growl. She does as I say and lifts her hips up.

I grab onto her jeans and pull them down her legs. She’s watching me with a fire in those pale blue eyes as I slide them past her knees. The air is thick with sexual tension. The need and desire are stifling.

My eyes are locked on her cotton panties as I guide

her feet out of her jeans and let them fall onto the ground.