CHAPTER FOUR
Linc
T his woman has somehow managed to storm her way under my skin and consume me. And she doesn’t even know it. Surely, she has to know the effect she has on me? I’ve all but professed it out loud. Not to mention, my body is physically showing her what she does to me when she’s near.
She stirs something deep inside of me that I’ve never felt before.
I spent all night stalking her. Trying to learn as much about her as possible.
I finally gave up a few hours ago but before I settled into bed, called Ruby, my secretary, and had her make the necessary arrangements for this morning.
Money talks in this city and it’s a good thing I have a plethora of it.
Ruby was able to clear all of Everly’s appointments so that not only do I have her this morning but I’ll have her all to myself until Monday.
I’ve told Ruby to clear my calendar and not disturb me unless the company was on fire.
Even then, I might send it to voicemail.
Kevin was more than happy to take on my meetings and be on call until Tuesday.
Olivia, my partner at the firm, sent a lengthy text wanting to know if I was in the hospital.
She couldn’t believe that I’d taken a day off.
Little does she know, I plan on spending a lot of time away from the office in the near future, if it means I can be with Everly.
Or at least until I can permanently bind her to me.
I wonder if she’d be interested in working only for me.
I’d never get anything done if we were under the same roof during business hours, but I’d love to have her close every day.
The moment Everly placed her dainty, soft fingers on my body, she awoke something in me.
It felt like a fire had been turned on and sends my body into a shockwave.
Thank God I was on my stomach, just being in her presence sent all the blood rushing down to my very prominent, and favorite, body part.
When she started rubbing me down, I think I was raised off the table at how hard my dick got.
I was relieved when she asked me to turn over but then regretted it.
The higher up she worked her magical hands, the closer I was to spewing my load under the sheet like a kid finding his first Playboy magazine.
The moment she turned around from getting the bottle of lotion from the cabinet earlier was priceless.
I’m sure I’m not the first client to strut in naked but I sure as hell hope I’m the only one who has given her that response.
She’s the cutest, tiniest thing I’ve ever seen.
I swear I could place her in my pocket, with how small she is.
I’ve never had a massage before and I think as long as she’s the one doing it, I’ll be a repeat customer.
“Are you okay?” I hear my angel ask but I’m trying to focus on anything other than her and how close her hands are to my cock.
I’m in the middle of the worst case of blue balls known to man and she seems completely oblivious to my hardship . She’s either some witch who knows how to work a man into a tailspin, or she’s the most innocent woman walking this earth. I’m hoping it’s the latter.
I think I manage a grunt but as soon as she starts rubbing my inner thigh, I lose it.
I’m pretty sure I say something but can’t be quite positive as I feel precum pool at the top of my dick.
I’m doing my best not to come but my body is on fire.
I feel every nerve ending spark and if I don’t calm the fuck down, I’m going to embarrass myself.
Closing my eyes and inhaling in short controlled breaths, I manage to pull myself off the ledge.
Why my body is acting like a teenage boy seeing a pair of tits for the first time is something I’ve never experienced in almost twenty years.
When I open them, the first thing I see are the most beautiful pair of hazel eyes staring back at me.
They are wider than normal but still the most gorgeous set I’ve ever seen.
She looks surprised, the more I take in her form, and my eyebrows shoot up.
Immediately, I look down to make sure I didn’t come but when I don’t feel or see any wetness, I turn back to her.
“Everly?” I question as to why she’s giving me a strange look.
She takes a few moments but then clears her throat. That’s when I notice I’ve got both of her hands in one of mine, in a tight hold.
“We…we can…I can have someone else come in if you’d like.” Her voice is a little shaky. But why?
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to have someone else massage me again. She’s ruining me for all others.
“No, why would I want others when I’ve got you?”
She gives me a questionable look then shakes her head.
“But you just told me to stop touching you.” Her eyebrows knit together and I try my best to think as to why I’d ever say something like that to her but remember just seconds ago I was doing everything in my power to not spew my load and faintly remember I did say something in the heat of the moment.
Leaning up from my back, I make sure not to release her hands. The sheet falls from my hips exposing my favorite appendage and a pink blush, almost the color of her perfect lips, forms on her cheeks.
“I’m sorry I said that, angel. You seem to weave some type of spell on me that makes me lose all control, my body especially. If you’d continued your path, I think you’d have had a major clean up on your hands.” I smirk when she understands where I’m going with this.
“Oh.” Her mouth forms the perfect ‘o,’ and can’t help but look down at my dick. “Mr. Thorne I’m going to need you to refrain from making any spills on my table please,” she says very business-like as she tries to hold in the laughter.
“Maybe we should stay above the waistline for now.” I wink and she greets me with a giggle, breaking character.
“Sure thing, boss.” Her sass is something new and refreshing.
Normally, I’d hate it coming out of a person’s mouth but she’s got this playfulness to her that separates her from the pack.
Olivia, my business partner, gives me sass all the time but has no playfulness to it, she’s all business and no fun.
Finally releasing her delicate hands, she moves to the top of my head and lays me back down on the table. Her fingers work my scalp and if I didn’t want to watch her, I’d be lulled to sleep.
“Tell me what brought you and your friends out to the bar last night,” I say, trying to avoid plundering into a sleep cycle.
Plus, I want to know all about her friends since her social media is locked down unless you do a friend request. I’m trying not to show my stalking skills too early and don’t want to scare her away.
“Well, Saylor was meeting some old school buddies that were in town and dragged me along to meet them. She thought I’d like some of them.”
There’s more to the story, I can tell in the way her voice goes up and down. When I strolled over to their table it was mostly guys on the stools with only one other woman.
“She was trying to set you up,” I state.
She swallows and moves her eyes upward letting out a sigh.
“Yeah, I guess you could call it a blind date or something.”
The thought of her being set up with some stranger angers me. What if I’d not run into her at the courthouse? Would she have gone home with one of those losers?
“Guess we met at the right time then, huh.”
She looks down and even though we are looking at each other upside down she still takes my breath away. Her smile could light up stadiums.
“I was definitely relieved you came over when you did. I thought you might stand me up.”
“Never.”
I can’t stand it any longer. I’ve been restraining myself for far too long. She’s had her hands all over me and I’ve been gripping the sides of the table, to not pull her to me.
“I’m going to kiss you.”
I tell her but don’t give her a chance to respond.
Twisting, I pick up her petite body and angle her so she’s face to face with me.
She doesn’t protest so I take that as a green light.
We meet in the middle as our lips press together.
Her warm, soft lips move along with mine as our tongues dance along to their own accord.
Before I know it, I’ve got her pinned under me on the table as I’m hovering over her. My elbows and knees take most of my weight so as not to crush her. She’s a lot shorter than me but it’s like we fit perfectly. Two puzzle pieces made for each other.
The room has soft music playing but all I hear is the quiet moans coming from her mouth.
“We…have to stop,” Everly says in between our heavy make out session but I’m having the hardest time finding the brakes. Only a sheet and her tiny ass shorts separate me from her little treasure box of heaven.
My hands are on her breasts and hers are on my chest but she’s not pushing me away.
“Are you sure?” I pant and kiss my way down her jawline to her neck.
“Mhmm,” she mumbles. “Someone could walk in. Doors don’t have locks.”
Like a bucket of cool water raining over me, I gather the strength of Hercules and pull away.
“We’ll pick this up later at my place,” I assure her, giving her one last kiss to hold us both over until then.
Everly’s eyes have a dreamy glaze to them and I can’t help but wonder if mine look the same to her.
Flexing to give her a show, I maneuver to lift up so she’s able to move out from under me. As if that same cold bucket that fell on me got her too, she makes a show of straightening her clothes and hair.
“We shouldn’t have done that.” She’s touching her kiss-swollen lips, trying not to smile. “I could be fired if someone had walked in. This is my job. My much-needed job and I can’t be doing that.”
“I agree and I’m sorry. Next time we’ll have an appointment in my bed for a massage.”
I can tell she’s flustered as I swallow the chuckle caught in my throat. I’m not sure she’s ever had someone so forward speak to her this way.
“This isn’t funny, Linc.” She practically stomps her heel. “I don’t do this, you’ve…”
“I’ve what?”
I want to hear if I affect her the same as she does me.
“You, you manage to throw all the rules out the window.”
BINGO!
Wrapping the thin sheet around my waist so that I’m not tempted to drive her into the wall for the entire spa to hear, I walk over to the end of the table where she’s retreated to.
“You do the same for me, Everly. I’ve never been like this before and it’s new territory for me too.”
“I find that hard to believe. Look at you, women probably bow down at a chance with you.”
She’s got me there but I don’t want to talk about other women. I want to focus on us and our future.
“You are all that matters to me. When I saw you yesterday, it did something to me. Something that I’ve never experienced before. It was like you called to me and I had to know who you were.”
She looks as though she doesn’t believe me and I don’t blame her. I’ve just laid my cards on the table, hoping I haven’t pushed too hard. Or scared the shit out of her.
“You have the power to crush me,” she states, and I’m taken aback by the words. “I’ve never done this. Having people stick around for long periods of time is not something I’ve had a lot of experience with.”
“Never done what? A relationship?”
She nods.
“Any of it. I’ve had a few short-term dates but as far as that, that’s it. People don’t tend to stay except for Saylor.”
Mother of pearl, she’s just been waiting for me to come and rescue her.
“I’d never crush or hurt you in any way,” I say and cup her face with my hand tilting her face up to mine. “I’ll make sure we take this nice and slow if you want. You can trust me and I’ll prove it to you.”
A buzzer goes off on the counter pulling us both out of our little bubble. Has it already been four hours?
Everly pulls away to turn it off. She starts putting the bottle of lotion up in the cabinet and the towels in the hamper.
“Other than a few hiccups what’d you think of getting a massage?” she asks as she starts to tidy the area.
“As long as it’s your hands touching me, I think I might have my doctor recommend getting one twice a day.”
“That good, huh?” she has her back to me but I can hear the amusement in her voice.
“Best I’ve ever had,” I brag.
“I’ll consider it a compliment even though I’m your first,” she giggles.
“And last,” I declare. “Let’s go and have some lunch. I’d love to get to know you more.”
She turns with a weary look, but the second she sees the sincerity in my face, her demeanor changes as I see the walls she’s been building slowly begin to crumble.
She might have a hard shell on the outside that is going to take some time to crack open and let me in, but I’ve got all the time in the world to chisel my way in.
Not to mention I’m a master at negotiations.
“Okay.”