Chapter 18
Vicky
The alarm on my cell phone went off. I needed to get ready for work. I slowly tried to squirm out of Luc’s arms and he began to wake up too. The room was pitch black and I would have liked nothing more than to fall back asleep. As much as I felt emotionally exhausted, I was also feeling a little lighter that morning.
He placed a chaste kiss on my forehead and stood up. That’s all I get? Really?
“You had your tongue shoved down that redhead's mouth. Didn’t that scare you?” I didn’t mean to come off as sounding irritated, but my sexual frustration was growing especially with sleeping in such close proximity to him. I couldn’t help but feel his morning boner pressing into my behind.
“Vicky this place was jam packed with people last night. If I lost control, there would have been enough men here to put me in my place. Besides I told you I was good,” he said with a cocky grin.
“So why don’t you show me how good you are?” I called out to him as he stretched out his arms. His shirt lifted up giving me a nice view of a happy trail, I’d like to see more.
“I will show you, you can count on it…but not yet. I won’t let you use this thing between us to numb your pain, or whatever it is that you do. I want you to see this as a deep connection, not a temporary fix. I refuse to be your temporary fix,” he said, walking off to the bathroom.
My lips turned down as he closed the bathroom door, I’m not used to being rejected. A moment later I heard the toilet flush then the sound of running water. He must be taking a shower.
I peeled myself out of bed and walked into his master en-suite bathroom. It was the size of my bedroom back home. Luckily the toilet had a private room and I stepped inside to relieve my bladder. When I was done I stepped out. Glass doors surrounded the shower and Luc had them all steamed up, preventing me from a clear view of his naked form. I pulled his large white t-shirt over my head and sauntered over to the shower door. Luc was facing the wall and was rinsing shampoo from his head. I stepped into the shower but his eyes were still closed. I closed the shower door quietly and hugged him from behind.
He flinched, “Shit, Vicky what are you doing?” he asked, swinging around and opening his eyes. I didn’t answer and as his eyes roamed over my body, the gold flecks in them turned to smoldering flames, as his large cock stood to attention. I’m hoping he would reach forward and claim my lips or maybe touch my breasts, but he did neither. Instead he brought me in by the shoulders and put me in front of the multiple shower jets. It felt like a delicious massage against my sore bones. Then he bent down and picked up the shampoo and began to build lather in my hair.
“You are going to wash my hair?” I asked with a shocked tone. That wasn’t what I was expecting him to do. Not with the raging hard on he had.
“Yes…I’m going to take care of you, there are other ways to show affection outside of sex,” he explained, as his fingers massaged my scalp in a sensuous circular motion. When he was done I rinsed out my hair and he passed me the body wash.
“What? I don’t get a full body massage?” I asked, cocking my head to the side with a sardonic grin.
He threw his head back laughing. “If I did that I would have you pinned to the wall with my dick buried inside you in under thirty seconds.”
My nipples hardened at the delicious thought. Luc’s eyes dropped to my breasts, noticing the clear signs of my arousal. He growled, shook his head, and stepped out of the shower.
“Hey, we’re not done in here,” I called out with a light chuckle.
Luc just shook his head and wrapped a towel around his waist, giving me a nice view of his broad chest, that delicious tattoo, and an abdomen sculpted for an exercise magazine.
Chapter 19
Vicky
After I left Luc’s penthouse, I had gone back down to my apartment to change into one of the few conservative outfits I brought with me on this trip. The same pencil grey skirt with a simple black top and of course the Jimmy Choo’s. Luc wasn’t willing to cave into sex, but I could tear his walls down bit by bit.
When I got downstairs at nine a.m., Bryce had Derek, his driver, waiting for me. I had declined Luc’s offer to give me a ride. I didn’t need Bryce thinking there was something between us. At Tyson Towers I got onto the elevator with warm butterflies swimming in my stomach. A part of me worried that I was too anxious to see Luc again after we had only parted this morning. I knew something major was happening between us, and at this point I also knew that I couldn’t pull away from him, but those revelations didn’t ease my old anxieties about falling in love.
Walking up to the secretary’s desk, I paused and smiled. “Hi. Good morning.” I continued walking past her desk toward my new office. My office, shit it didn’t even seem real. New York felt more like a farfetched dream every passing day. Every aspect, including Bryce’s warm welcome, my new apartment, and Luc, were too good to be true.
My cell phone vibrated in my purse and I pulled it out to see a message from Bryce. I hadn’t heard from him since yesterday afternoon.
Vicky I would like to come by your office this afternoon, I will bring lunch with me.
In my mind I did a happy dance that he was making the effort to get to know me like he promised. I replied to his text,
Thanks that sounds great.
As I typed the last word with a silly grin on my face, Luc walked into my office with a questioning look. “That was Bryce, he is coming by my office for lunch today,” I explained.
“Good, I am happy for you, Vicky,” he said with the right side of his lip tugging up at the corner. “I wanted to let you know that I spoke to the party planner about Scott. I feel like I should have predicted that he would show up to a party to look for you. The party planner said he had a clean record and he apologizes. He asked if you wanted to press charges?” he asked watching me intently. Speaking of Scott caused my chest to constrict.
“What do you think?” I asked Luc.
“I don’t think you should press charges. By the sounds of it I don’t think he is mentally all there and if he goes to jail he can hold a vendetta against you. As it is he was stalking you, so he isn’t a person you want to upset. I think you should let me take care of him,” he explained and my jaw dropped. When he realized what he’d said he began to laugh really hard. I didn’t think I had ever heard a laugh come out of him. It was a beautiful sound.
“That’s not what I meant, Vicky. I am not going to kill the guy. Geez.” He shook his head.
“I’m sorry, you are ex-mafia. When you said take care of him that was the first thing that came to mind.” I raised my right brow and gave my head a little tilt like I was justified for thinking it.
“I’m not killing anybody but I will ensure your safety,” he reassured me.
“Okay then I trust you,” I replied.
Luc gives me a quick kiss on the lips. “Thank you. So for the car plant let me go over the plans with you and see what you can come up with, also as an intern you will need to spend time at the plant itself. Since Bryce has placed you under my authority, you can act as my assistant as well. It will be a good opportunity for you to learn the ropes. There is a company shuttle downstairs that can drive you to the plant. There is a schedule at the main desk. Bryce mentioned no special treatment,” Luc grinned, eyeing me hungrily as his eyes danced with amusement. His gaze caused warmth to rise in my chest and I knew it would be tough working beside him and controlling my body’s reaction to him. “So the main focus for the office work will be coming up with a formula for a battery that will have a long lasting lifetime without the need for regular recharge. Given the amount of recharge stations in most metropolitan cities around the world, this is the biggest challenge in our industry…” Luc went on to explain. I loved watching him explain the schematics and listening to how passionate he was about the project.