Текст книги "Only You"

Автор книги: Stephanie Rose

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I’d never been more tired in all of my life. I’d also never worked so many hours for so many days in a row. We were busy like we wanted to be, but it came on all at once. The diner gave us some good buzz, and the new website and digital campaign that Paige designed brought in even more traffic.

Business was good, but I missed my girl. I finally had Paige Taylor to myself but couldn’t enjoy her like I wanted to. Since she did work for us, I at least got to see her at the office. She found excuses to come back as often as she could, and I snuck in a kiss—or more, depending on who was here. My cock stiffened at the memory of her straddling me in my desk chair, her tongue exploring my mouth inch by inch as she rubbed her smoking hot body against mine. She wore dresses all the time, even if she wasn’t coming from her office. I knew she did that to give me easy access to her amazing ass, and I loved it. After a little over a month of messing around like horny college kids, I had plans to take her away for a weekend. Coffee and lunch dates weren’t cutting it for me anymore. I was going to officially make her mine, even though I felt she already was. I hoped she did, too.

“Hey, Ev!” I jumped at the sound of one of our workers at our office door. I had a habit of zoning out at my desk. Most of the time I was daydreaming about Paige, and Jack loved giving me shit for it. Annoying fucker, but that meant he was healthy, so he could bust my balls all he wanted.

“Sorry, Tony. What’s up? Do you guys need me to come with you today?”

“Nah boss, we got it covered!” Boss. That was never going to stop being weird. “There is a very hot woman here to see you. And it’s not Paige.”

Not Paige? Who could it possibly be? Unless, oh no, don’t fucking tell me . . .

“Hey baby. It’s so good to see you.” Jenna strolled over to my desk and plopped herself on the edge, crossing her long legs. There was a time I thought I loved this woman enough to propose to her, but now being in her presence made my stomach turn with disgust.

“Please don’t call me ‘baby’. What the hell do you want?”

Jenna inched closer, rubbing the heel of her shoe along my knee. “You love it when I call you baby, especially when you’re balls deep inside me, just about to co—”

“Enough. I’m going to ask you again. Why the fuck are you here, and what do you want?”

Jenna huffed and ran her fingers through her hair, now black with red ends. She looked like Morticia Adams after a night of clubbing.

“I . . . miss you. I’m so, so sorry for everything. I would love another chance to start over.”

“And I would love for you to walk out that door and forget we live in the same city. I want nothing to do with you. I made that crystal clear the last time I saw you. I feel nothing for you anymore . . .”

Jenna climbed onto my lap and took my face in her hands. “Maybe not now, but you will in a few minutes . . .” She crashed her lips onto mine, not letting go even after I grabbed her wrists to push her away. Luckily, my dick hated her just as much as I did and wouldn’t react to her version of making up. I pushed her off me so hard she stumbled back, but it had no effect on her. She licked her lips and giggled. I had never manhandled a woman before, but I was about to pull her by the arm and throw her the hell out. She was too fucked up to get through to any other way.

“Oh my God.” My stomach sank when my eyes met Paige’s. She was standing behind Jenna, her face as white as a sheet as she held her hand over her mouth.

“Daisy, please, this . . .”

“Isn’t what it looks like, right?” She laughed and shook her head. “Because I haven’t heard that one before. I was right, God, I’m so fucking stupid. I’ll let you get back to what you were doing. Anything I have to do for you guys, I’ll just take to Jack’s house. You won’t have to worry about seeing me back here.” She turned to race towards the door. I screamed her name, but she wouldn’t turn around. I’d wanted Paige for years, and I refused to let her slip through my fingers now that I finally got her. I felt more for Paige in our short time than I ever did for Jenna. I needed to find her and explain, and then get some kind of restraining order for the psychotic bitch sitting back on my desk.

“Thank God that’s dealt with. I saw her with Jack’s stupid wife at the store today when I was buying a gift for my niece. She said you guys were together, so I had to come here and get my man back.” She leaned in for another kiss, and I stood up and got in her face.

“I am not your man. Not now. Not ever. I look at you and feel nothing but sick. That woman who just left is the one I should have been with the entire time I was with you. If you ever come near me or my place of business again, I will have you arrested. Now get the fuck out.”

Jenna looked stunned. I thought maybe I finally got through to her, but she was like a bad piece of tape that’s stuck to your finger. As much as you try to shake it off, it only sticks more.

“Fine.” Jenna huffed again, then gathered her purse and glared at me. “I’ll find you when you’re not in such a bad mood.” She slithered out the door. I was so filled with rage that I grabbed the stapler off my desk and threw it against the wall, shattering it to pieces just as Jack came back into the office.

“Does this have something to do with Elvira passing me on the way in? You all right?” Jack pursed his lips as I shook my head.

“She climbed on top of me and tried to shove her tongue down my throat at the exact moment Paige walked in. Jenna ran into her and Ellie earlier today and found out Paige and I were together, so she came back here to—”

“Make trouble, as usual.” Jack shook his head and let out a long sigh. “You better go find Paige. Given her history and what she just saw, she’s going to believe the worst and run.”

“She already ran. She told me anything she did for us she’d bring to your house so I wouldn’t have to see her. Fuck, Jack! I just got her! What the hell am I supposed to do?” I rubbed my hands over my head as I slumped in my chair, I wished I had my hair back so I could pull it out.

“Get her back. You’re wasting time talking to me. Take an early day today. I’ll cover everything. The longer you wait the harder it’s going to be. Go!” Jack stepped over to my desk and shoved my shoulder.

“Thanks, bro.” I sprinted towards the door.

“No problem, and Ev? Take a pillow. You may be on her stoop all night.”

“Haha very funny.” I turned to face Jack, but he wasn’t laughing. Shit, this was bad.

Paige belonged to me, and I would do whatever I had to do, even if it meant sleeping outside her apartment, to show her that, from the beginning, I belonged to her.

Stupid, stupid idiot. I did it again. Maybe there was no such a thing as nice guy aside from the men in my family. The second I learned about Jenna’s connection to Evan, I knew, so knew—that this would happen. I never believed in instalove, but given the fact we knew each other most of our lives, I was really starting to fall for Evan. All the sweet things he’d said and done, I couldn’t believe he was just like the rest, but I saw it with my own eyes. I drove around in circles until I calmed down enough to park my car and walk to my apartment.

Someone was sitting on my stoop, and as I got closer, I shook my head in disbelief. Today was getting better and better.

“Chris? What the hell are you doing here?” I was so not in the mood for this today. I already dealt with one cheater, I had no desire to deal with my last one, too. Chris stood with his hands in his pockets, trying his hardest to look contrite which only pissed me off even more.

“It’s over. Coral and I are finished. I’m so sorry, Paige. I never should have started anything with her. I miss you so much.” His dirty blond hair was a disheveled mess and his face looked haggard. I found it hard to believe that after all this time, Chris was back because he still loved me and was sorry. My guess was his sudden change of heart had more to do with a lack of a place to stay rather than missing me.

I dropped my face to my hands and pinched the bridge of my nose. Getting out of bed today was the absolute worst mistake I ever made.

“All those months ago, I caught you fucking Coral, and you told me it was because we were ‘missing something’ Now, all of a sudden you found it and want to come back? No. I will never take you back, ever. We can’t even be friends because carrying on a conversation with you makes me want to vomit. You are a pathetic excuse for a human being, much less a man. It’s not my problem she probably threw your ass out.”

I stepped over him to unlock my door and he grabbed my arm.

“You always held a grudge. You could never forgive anyone. I’m here, telling you I was wrong and asking to come back, and you’re being a total bitch. Come on, Paige. You know I love you. Coral was just . . . an itch to scratch. It’s you I was meant to be with. Please.” He wrapped his arms around me as he crooned in my ear, and I thought for sure my head would explode. I pushed him away and he fell backwards off my front steps.

“Leave. Now. I have nothing more to say to you.” I turned my back to Chris and opened my door, but Chris climbed back up the stairs to grab my arm and twisted me around to face him again.

“What the hell is the matter with you? Why aren’t you listening to—” Chris let go of my arm and it sounded like he fell behind me. I thought maybe he tripped, but I turned around to see Evan standing over him. His face was twisted with a rage I’d never seen before as he clutched the collar of Chris’s shirt. Chris was still laying on the ground as Evan towered over him.

“She said to leave her alone. She’s with me now, so just keep fucking walking.” He threw Chris across the sidewalk. I was about to say he sure as hell wasn’t with me today, but maybe this would scare Chris off. Evan had almost five inches on him and a good twenty pounds of muscle. Chris was a scrawny thing, and Evan could knock him into next week without breaking a sweat.

“Fine. If you want to spend time with your cousin’s muscle head friend, go ahead. You’ll regret this later on.” Chris raised his eyebrows at me, and I truly laughed for the first time since I set eyes on Jenna.

“I’ll take my chances. Have a nice life.” I waved, and turned back to the door to step into my apartment. I was heading straight to a jar of Nutella and a spoon as soon as I made it inside.

I craned my head at Evan standing behind me. I didn’t want to make full eye contact.

“How long have you been here?” Evan put his hands in his pockets and shrugged in reply.

“I came straight here after you ran out. I stayed in the truck until I saw you park your car. We need to talk.” Evan’s low timbre made me stumble, but I had the image of Jenna kissing him burned into my brain. I truly cared about him, and that meant he had the power to really hurt me—like today. I needed to walk away if I had any sense of self-preservation.

I let out a deep breath. “We have nothing to talk about. Please just go.” I still couldn’t look at him. Those eyes and dimples turned me to mush, and for once in my life I needed to be strong.

“I will stay here all night and beg you to let me in. We can talk now, or later after I put on a good show for your neighbors.”

I sighed in defeat. “Fine. You have ten minutes and then I want you out.” I stomped through the door, without looking back at him. I threw my keys on my end table and Evan locked the door behind him.

“Look, you don’t owe me anything. I’ve been here more times than I care to remember. I thought since it was you I wouldn’t be here again, but I’m not going to play this game—”

“There is no game. Ask your cousin. I broke up with her months ago. She plopped herself on my lap when you walked in. If you stayed you would have seen me throw her out. I can tell you all about the sick and toxic relationship we had and how fucked up she turned out to be. I can’t stomach her, much less want her. I don’t want anyone but you.” He reached for me but I stepped back. My resolve was chipping away. I needed to remember why I was pissed off, and Evan touching me would make me forget.

I rubbed my eyes to soothe the dull headache this mind-fuck of a day had caused. Just when I started to let myself picture a future, this happened. If I couldn’t trust a guy like Evan, who could I trust? We never officially said we were exclusive, but it sure felt that way to me.

Maybe cat lady really was my destiny.

I stepped closer to Evan and gazed into his eyes. He seemed panicked, but sincere. I ignored the pangs in my stomach to wrap my arms around him and forget today ever happened.

“Look, Evan—”

Evan grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into a kiss. It was possessive, it was desperate, and it was hot. So hot that, as angry as I still was, I fell limp in his arms. Evan had kissed me stupid and senseless.

When he pulled back, both of us were panting. He rested his forehead against mine, clutching my face in his hands. “You own me. Can’t you see that? You’re the only one I want. Only you.”

I wanted to own him, possess him, and know without a doubt that he was mine. I cringed at the thought of Jenna on his lap, her lips on his. But instead of making me turn away, I kissed Evan harder. His hand tangled in my hair as our tongues and lips collided. The rage burning through my veins quickly took a back seat to the ache between my legs.

The urge to claim him was so overwhelming, I was dizzy. I ran my hands down his chest, feeling for the hem of his shirt. I lifted it over his head and threw it behind me. Evan was all muscles and hard ridges. He made my mouth water and want to lick every inch. I grabbed the waistband of his jeans and tugged him closer to me. I dragged open mouth kisses down his neck and across his chest. I leaned over to nip at his abs when he grabbed my face and crushed his lips back to mine. He lifted me up by my waist and I snaked my legs around his torso, moaning into his mouth as our lips kept moving.

He carried me into my bedroom and lay me down on the bed. Honey colored eyes full of heat raked down my body, soaking my panties down to my jeans. I grabbed Evan’s face and pressed my forehead against his.

“I want you to own me.” He raised his eyebrows as he settled on top of me.

“Own you?” He ran his finger slowly down my cheek and over my lips. He closed his eyes and hissed when I opened my mouth to suck on his finger.

“Shit, Daisy please don’t do things like that. It’ll be over before it even starts. And I’ve waited a long . . .” Evan grabbed the hem of my tank top and pulled it over my head. I shivered as he dragged his hands down my chest, over my stomach to the button of my jeans. With the flick of his finger, my jeans were unzipped and quickly dragged down my legs.

“Very long . . .” Once my jeans were off, he feathered kisses up my leg, starting at my ankle and working his way up to the inside of my thigh. The roughness of the stubble on his cheeks and the warm, soft wetness of his mouth was an intoxicating combination. I arched my back and spread my legs wider, hoping he’d get the hint and give me attention where I needed it most.

“Long time for this . . . I’m going to own every single part of this beautiful body tonight.” Evan ran his hands up my body, his fingers flirting with the edge of my panties. He pressed light kisses across my stomach, and down over my still covered clit, now painfully swollen and throbbing so hard I was sure Evan could feel it through my panties.

“Evan, please!” Sweat dripped down my face as I begged. I wanted him so much I was trembling. Again I arched my back to bring his mouth closer to where I needed him.

Finally, he inched my panties down my legs with his thumbs. He cocked an eyebrow at me as he climbed back up my body. I whimpered in frustration until he reached down and slid a finger inside me, dragging it in and out at a slow and torturous pace.

“So wet. Is that all for me? You like my mouth on you, running my tongue all over what’s mine?”

“All you have to do is walk into a room and I’m wet. Evan, please just . . . oh God!” He added another finger and rubbed his thumb over my clit.

“Almost every time I’ve been near you I’ve been hard as a rock and had to hide it. Now you finally understand the torture.” The sight of Evan sucking my wetness off his fingers almost made me come on the spot.

“I knew you’d be this sweet. I’m trying to go slow, but—”

“Don’t worry about slow, I just need you to . . .” He pulled down my bra straps low enough for my swollen breasts to spill over the cups, and took a nipple in his mouth as he kneaded the other between his fingers. That mouth was going to be the death of me.

Evan yanked me forward to unsnap my bra and rip it off.

“You’re so beautiful. Like a fucking dream—” I grabbed his head and kissed him hard. He pulled at my hair as he thrust against me. His cock strained against his jeans. He was so hard and . . . big; so big I started to get nervous at how all of what I felt between my legs was going to fit inside me.

“I’m naked and you still have pants on. I find this unfair.” I dropped my head back as Evan laughed into my neck.

“Once I take my pants off, that will be it, and I need a better taste first . . .” Evan gave me a soft, sensual kiss before dragging his lips back down my body until, finally, his head was between my legs. He ran his lips along my clit, giving it soft kisses and flicking it with his tongue. He let out a throaty chuckle as my legs thrashed back and forth. When I couldn’t take much more, Evan had a fill of his own teasing and grabbed my hips and covered me with his mouth.

“Evan . . . fuck . . . that feels so good . . .” The vibrations from Evan’s moans as he sucked on my clit went all the way to my toes. When he slid two fingers inside, I closed my eyes and swore I saw actual stars. I screamed as I came hard, but he wouldn’t stop licking me or fucking me with his fingers. He drew out every last spasm and tremor until I was a rag doll in his arms.

“You’re so gorgeous when you come.” Evan kept his eyes on me as he dug his wallet out of his pants, frantically feeling around for something until he pulled out a foil packet. He stood to drop his pants and boxers, kicking them off as he rolled the condom on. Yep, he was huge. Evan Jacobs was a sex god, and I wanted to worship him until I passed out. After the most intense orgasm of my life, it wouldn’t take much more to get me there.

Evan settled himself between my legs and slid inside me. My body took him in, getting used to the fullness quickly as he picked up the pace.

“You okay?” Evan picked up his head to look at me. Our locked gazes made everything more intense. I dug my nails into his muscular back as I felt the buildup inside me start to pulse.

“I’m much better than okay,” I whispered as I lifted my hips in time with his movements. Evan covered my mouth with his as he moved faster and deeper.

“Paige, you with me? I can’t hold off any longer.” Sweat poured off Evan’s face and dripped down my neck.

“Don’t, I want to watch you come, too.” Evan’s body tensed as we both found our release. Both panting, we stared into each other’s eyes with goofy, very satisfied smiles. He was still inside me as I quivered in his arms.

“Tell me I’m not dreaming.” Evan kissed my forehead as he rolled onto his back.

“No babe, not dreaming.” I pressed a light peck to his chest as I propped my head up on my elbow. “My sex dreams are never that incredible.” Evan chuckled as he pulled me in for a slow, lingering kiss.

“I want you to know something.” Evan smoothed my matted hair off my sweaty forehead and cupped my cheek.

“As long as I have you, there will never be anyone else for me. You’re all I’ve ever wanted. Please don’t doubt that.” The sincerity in his expression tugged at my heart. So much for self-preservation.

Whatever our future held, I would never be the same. After a lifetime of mediocre, I finally had a glimpse of amazing—and there would be no going back from that. At least not in one piece.