The Ceo's Angel

Chapter 7 Jace

Jace

Watching her, I was mesmerized. Her eyes shone, and her smile was huge. I was on the side of her dimple and I wanted to stick my tongue into it. I’ve been hard from the moment I stepped into the lobby at Lemonde Hotel. She was stunning. Her dress clung to her curves and her br*asts looked like they were going to burst from the material. I just wanted to bury my face in her cleavage.

Gray couldn’t take his eyes off of her, and it irritated the hell out of me. Why? I didn’t know, but most likely because I didn’t like the way he was looking at her. I could see the pure want in his eyes. The f*cker better stop before I pluck his eyeballs out with my fingers.

F*ck Jace, get a grip. I hadn’t meant to snap at her, but I was trying to control my temper. I wanted to choke Gray until he stopped looking at her. And he had better stop kissing her hand. That hand was mine. Okay, well, I mean, f*ck who was I kidding, it was mine.

I am f*cking obsessed with her. From the moment she bumped into me the first time at the therapist's office, she’s been on my mind. And having her around constantly, she isn’t leaving. I want her badly.

I should probably call one of the women on my f*ck list and get laid. That was it, I just needed to get laid.

Ashlynn was wiggling in her seat to the music, she was mimicking some of the arm and head movements of the dancers. She was really into this.

The performance was over and she clapped and yelled the loudest. I thoroughly enjoyed her enthusiasm. The slow sounds of White Christmas came on. I rolled my eyes. F*cking Christmas music in a burlesque club, really?

“Would you like to dance?” Gray asked Ashlynn.

Before I could snap out a no, she said yes, and they were off to the dance floor. I glowered at the two of them. One hand was low on her back, his pinky right at her ass crack, the other held hers against his chest.

They talked and smiled at each other and I hated it. She looked so happy. He looked like he wanted to lay her right on the floor and rut inside of her, not that I can blame him. She was stunning. I noticed other men looking at her and I wanted to go to each of them and snap their necks.

“Baby it’s cold outside…” NOOOOOO. If I had known there would be Christmas music tonight, I would never have suggested this club tonight.

I signaled for another whiskey, a woman in a red dress walked over to me. She smiled seductively and licked her lips. Her dress was cut so low, I could practically see the tops of her n*pples. It was long, but there was a slit up to her hip.

“Hello, handsome. Would you like to dance?”

I looked at her, she was beautiful, her dark brown hair was styled long in an old fifties' hairstyle, her lips were a bold red, and I could see them wrapped around my c*ck except the image wasn’t doing anything for me.

“No, thank you,” I said, finishing off the last of my whiskey, where was that other glass?

“Oh, come on, you’re sitting here all alone, let me entertain you.”

“No,” I said, uninterested.

“How about this? You give me one dance, and if you don’t have any fun, I’ll leave you alone for the rest of the night.”

“Look, I’m sure, with your looks, you can get any man in here to do as you wish. I, however, am not interested. You are now starting to sound desperate, and I’m bored. Now, if you’ll excuse me,” I said, getting up and walking out onto the dance floor.

I tapped Gray on the shoulder, he looked at me and smirked. He turned back to Ashlynn and kissed her cheek, then walked off. I grabbed her around the waist with one hand, and took her hand with the other and waltzed her around the dance floor. She stared at me, she didn’t say one word. I stared at her, devouring her face with my eyes.

“Are you having fun?”

She smiled, and my heart rate picked up. “Yes, very much. Thank you for bringing me to this club.”

“Well, Gray was actually the one to ask you to come.”

Her smile faltered and I could have kicked myself.

“Yes, I’ll have to show him my gratitude.”

“I think you flirting, smiling, and dancing with him has shown him how grateful you are.”

She stiffened in my arms. The music ended. She stepped back from me and quietly walked away. I followed behind her.

“I’m going to go. Thank you both for a lovely evening.”

“What, why? "Ashlynn, let me call an Uber, and I’ll take you home,” Gray said.

“No, I need to be by myself.”

“I’ll take you home,” I said.

“No,” she snapped. I froze, her eyes widened.

“Remember, you’re my PA, keep your work phone on,” I gritted out.

She nodded and grabbed her bag. Gray and I watched as she left.

“You are a complete i***t,” he said to me, drinking his whiskey.

“Excuse me?”

“That woman is phenomenal. She is sweet, smart, capable, according to your staff, and bakes like a dream. She’s funny and charming. If she’s your PA, she obviously has great connections. If I were you, I would snatch her up and marry her. Hell, I’m half in love with her already.”

“Well, become un-inlove with her,” I growled.

“Is that even a word?” he smirked.

“Stop lusting after my PA, she’s mine!”

“Yours? Does she know this?”

“I mean, she’s my PA, that’s it. Go get your own.” I left him at the table and texted Sly that I was ready to leave.

I sighed, what is wrong with me? Why does she drive me to lose my temper? She doesn’t even do anything wrong.

Sly pulled up and I got in.

“Home, please,” I said to him.

I didn’t mean to be so harsh with her tonight. Seeing her in Gray’s arms did something to me, it made me feel out of control. That woman coming up to me only made me realize that I just wanted to dance with Ashlynn. I wanted her, I’ll admit it, but I couldn’t do anything about it. She was my PA. I couldn’t complicate things between us.

I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my contacts. I clicked on a number and waited for it to connect.

“Well, hello there, I haven’t heard from you in a while,” said a sultry voice.

“Are you available?”

“Always for you,” she said.

“I’ll be there in ten.”

I hung up the phone and gave Sly an address to go to instead of home.

I knocked on the door and it opened. Standing in front of me was a stunning blonde. She was all legs, standing at 5’ 10 in bare feet. Her body was slender, her fake br*asts were high and perky, not too big, a good size for a man to hold on to. She was wearing a baby pink négligée that was lacy and see through.

“Hi,” she said, stepping back.

“How are you Harlow?”

“Better now that you’re here. It’s been so long.”

“I’ve been busy.”

“Would you like a drink?”

“No,” I said, unbuttoning my shirt.

“Straight to it then,” she chuckled.

I sat on her couch, my shirt halfway unbuttoned. She walked over to a shelf and picked up a remote control. Music stemmed out of hidden speakers. The music was slow and sultry, its beat full of promise. She stood in front of me and started swaying. She ran her hands up her sides and covered her br*asts, squeezing them. I sat back and watched her dance for me.

She was beautiful and s*xy, and I couldn’t stop thinking of my dark-haired, honey-colored-eyed PA and her ample curves and bosom. I pictured her in front of me, sliding her hands all over her body, peeling off her dress for me. My c*ck became instantly hard, and I had to adjust myself. Harlow moaned but I saw Ashlynn. I grabbed her by the waist and brought her onto my lap. She straddled me.

“I want my c*ck inside you. I’ve been wanting inside of you for days.”

“All you had to do was call,” Harlow said, bursting the image of Ashlynn in front of me. I blinked my eyes rapidly. My c*ck deflated.

She leaned in to kiss me, and I turned my face.

“This was a mistake,” I said as I pushed her aside and stood up.

“What? What do you mean?”

“I mean, I shouldn’t have come here, I don’t want this.”

“You called me.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. Maybe another time.”

I opened her door and walked out rebuttoning my shirt. F*CK! Sly was downstairs waiting for me. I got into the vehicle, startling him.

“Sorry sir, I didn’t think you’d come out so soon.”

“It’s okay Sly, take me home.”

I stood under the shower, my hand around my c*ck pumping furiously as I pictured Ashlynn on her knees, ass up gathering napkins. I roared my release when she looked behind her with her big innocent eyes. F*ck.