One Wild Night

Tom kept his eyes on her as he took one step after another as he approached her. Lucy could hear her heart beating very fast with every step he took. What was he trying to do? This was her office. He wasn't going to try to kiss her here like the way he had kissed her in the elevator, was he? No! She couldn't let him do that!

"Stop! Stop!" She said, standing up and raising both hands, "My boss. The CEO is inside his office and he could step out any moment from now," she said, glancing towards the CEO's office, desperately trying to stop Tom from coming any closer to her. 

Tom took another step towards her and smiled at the desperation he heard in her voice, "He is not. I saw him leave earlier, with Mr. Harry," Tom said as he took another step closer to her desk.

He liked to know that he affected her this way. He never would have thought in his wildest imaginations that he would be anything short of the gentleman he was, doing things like this to get a lady's attention. But here he was, getting bolder and becoming more daring by the day. And the amusing thing about it was the fact that he was enjoying every moment of it. Maybe he had always had this in him just like Bryan but had been hiding it all under his good mannerisms. Now he was ready to throw all of that to the winds, as long as it got him what he wanted. He wasn't a womanizer enough to try this on different ladies. Only one lady interested him at the moment, and that was Lucy. 

"Why didn't you respond to either of my texts, Lu?" Tom asked when he finally stopped in front of her. 

Lucy's face heated up at the mention of his text, and she looked away from him in embarrassment, "Those texts were inappropriate," she said in a slightly cracked voice, before clearing her throat. 

"Inappropriate? For someone who knows every curve and edge of your body? Do I need to tell you what you look like without your clothes on?" Tom asked, cocking his head to the side as he looked at her with mischief gleaming in his eyes.

"Tom..." She pleaded. 

"Since you're ready for the sex thing, how about we do it here? Right now?" Tom asked with a boyish smile, making her heart skip a beat as she quickly shook her head. 

"No! Not here. Not now. This is my office." She reminded him. But Tom ignored her as he went around the desk to meet her, while Lucy tried her best not to lose her composure and run out of her seat. 

Once he stood behind her seat, he leaned forward so that his head was resting in the crook of her shoulder, and he placed one hand on the side of her neck, under her hair, and moved her hair to one side so that the part of her neck closest to him would be bare, while the other hand went around her waist. Lucy sucked in a breath when his finger brushed her skin in the process.

"We don't have to do the main thing right now," Tom suggested with a wink, "How about I use just my fingers to prepare you right now, for later?" He offered, even though he had no intention of doing something like that, or did he? He really didn't know. He couldn't trust himself anymore to know what he was capable of or not. He felt like he had become an entirely different person since he met Lucy.

Lucy almost swallowed her tongue when she heard his question, and she felt the spot between her legs throb in response to his question. Her head was screaming no, but her body seemed to be screaming yes. 

It was the scent of his cologne. It was overwhelming her senses and confusing her. And the closeness wasn't helpful either, as his breath was fanning her neck. It made her want to close her eyes and angle her head to the side to give him access to kiss her neck, "Please..." Lucy cried weakly as she gripped the edge of her seat to maintain control of her senses. 

"Okay, just tell me something I want to know and I will leave you alone," Tom said with a small smile, seeing how his closeness was affecting her. 

"What?" She asked in a voice that was cracked with emotion.

"What color of undies are you putting on right now? I know it's probably lace, but what color is it?" Tom whispered, making sure his lips brushed her bare neck. 

Lucy bit her lower lip to keep herself from making any sound. All she needed was to tell him what color it was, right? That wasn't a big deal, "Lilac," she breathed.

Tom kissed her neck, "Good girl. Why don't we keep playing around the subject this way until we are ready to get down to the act? Cool right?" He asked as he straightened up and moved away from her desk, much to her relief, putting distance between them. 

"See you at lunchtime," Tom said with a wink before heading for the door.

Bryan had said to build the sexual tension until she was forced to rip off his shirt herself. He wanted that too. He wanted to see her crazy with longing for him. Not a drunk Lucy, but a very clear-headed Miss Perry. 

Although he wasn't exactly following all of Bryan's guidelines and instructions, he still got some major clues from Bryan which he found very helpful. 

Once Lucy was certain that Tom had left, she let herself give in to her weak knees and she collapsed into her seat and raised a hand to her chest where her heart was beating so fast like it was about to explode from her chest. Tom was getting bolder by the day, and she had no idea what was behind this change. 

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"Why aren't you dressed yet?" Bryan asked when he walked into the bedroom and found Sonia in the same position that he had left her earlier. The only difference now was that she had finished eating the meal he had served her earlier and had pushed the tray to the side. 

"Dressed? But I'm dressed," Sonia said with a smile that seemed to be hanging on the balance between sweet and confused, as she looked down at her nightgown.

Without saying another word to her, Bryan stalked over to where she was and before she could guess what he was up to, he picked up her jotter and the laptop from beside her, "Now you have five minutes to get dressed," Bryan said as he walked out of the room carrying the items.

"What do you think you're doing?" Sonia asked, standing up from the bed in a hurry to follow him. 

"Treating you as I would treat my stubborn fiancee. Now get dressed and stop wasting our time," Bryan ordered before stopping to look at her when she tried to reach for the laptop.

"Is giving your fiance a few hours of your time too much to ask for? Why are you still here if you won't even act like a fiancee?"

Sonia's brow creased a little as she looked at the laptop he was holding and then back at him. She had asked him to treat her like he would treat his fiancee, and so far he was doing exactly what she requested. Going out with him was going to give her more things to write about than staying indoors, so maybe she shouldn't be so difficult.

"I'll be ready in thirty minutes," She said in a resigned tone before turning to walk away. 

"Good girl," Bryan said as he tapped her ass, making her turn to look at him with a slightly raised brow, "I would tap my fiancee's ass that way," he said with a grin. 

Without saying a word Sonia rolled her eyes as she walked away, and the grin on his face turned into a smirk. Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea after all. At least he was no longer as bored as he was before her arrival, Bryan thought as he took the laptop and jotter into his study to hide it away from her. If she was going to work, she was going to have to do so when he wasn't around. 

Exactly thirty minutes later Sonia joined him in the living room. Bryan's eyes roamed over the ripped jeans trouser and olive-colored crop top she was wearing with a jeans jacket, "You don't have a pretty gown? Like the one you wore yesterday?" Bryan asked, looking at her clothes with disapproval.

"I don't. Why?" Sonia asked as she looked around the house. 

"I think I prefer to see you in gowns. You look sexier that way. Let's stop by a clothes shop on our way and get you some nice gowns before leaving," Bryan suggested.

"I have a lot of gowns at home. I chose not to bring them with me because I wasn't expecting you to take me out. Besides, I told you I didn't want you to spend your money on me," Sonia reminded him.

"Why won't you expect your fiance to take you out? Besides, I won't give you my money, but I can choose to spend my money anyhow I deem fit on my fiancee," Bryan said as held out his hand for her to take it.

Sonia smiled at him as she took his hand. Wasn't he doing a bit too much? She wondered as they both walked out, "Where is Matt? Why don't I see him anywhere around?" Sonia asked curiously.

"He stepped out to visit some friends," Bryan told her as he led her to the car and opened the front passenger door for her to get in. Once she was seated, she waited for him to shut the door and leave, but Bryan smiled at her as he reached over her for the seatbelt and buckled it, "I look forward to spending the day with you, baby," he said with a sweet smile as he leaned closer to drop a feather-light kiss on her lips. 

Sonia narrowed her eyes after he pulled away and shut the door. What was he up to? Why was he being so sweet? Yes, she had asked him to treat her as a fiancee, but this was still kind of too much, wasn't it? Or was he trying to go and dump her somewhere no one would find her? She wondered as she turned around in her seat to look at Bryan who had gotten into the driver's seat next to her. 

Bryan flashed her a smile when he met her curious gaze and then he turned on the car's ignition and drove off. He was going to give her the exact opposite of whatever it was she was expecting him to do. He was going to kill her with sweetness.