Racing For Love

Chapter Six: Everett

I walk into my office and Paige is completely naked, bent over my desk. I walk up behind her and trace my hands all over her body, grabbing her perfect ass with one hand and wrapping her hair around my other hand. I pull her up to me and kiss her neck, her ass pressing against my hard d**k that's struggling to get out of my pants. 

I push her back down on the table and using my knee, spread her legs wider. I unzip my pants, allowing my rock hard d**k to stand at full attention. I slide my d**k down her ass and into her wet p***y. The moan that escapes her lips is the sexiest thing I have ever heard. I f**k her deep and fast, gripping her hips for balance. This Goddess feels amazing wrapped around my d**k, so wet and so tight. I can feel the tension building and I can't hold myself back, I release my load inside her, groaning at the sensation. 

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I wake up in a sweat. What the f**k was that? That dream felt so good and so f*****g real. Why can't I get this woman out of my head? She's haunting my dreams now, not that I'm complaining but I have a massive erection now and she's not here to play out that dream. I look at the clock, 5:30am, no time to take care of it now anyway. 

I have a cold shower to cool myself down and I try to get Paige out of my head. What is it about her that has me so shook up? She's unbelievably sexy but I've seen plenty of sexy women in my life and none of them have had this affect on me. I really let my d**k get in the way here, I shouldn't have hired her, I can't afford the distraction. 

She impressed me yesterday getting that list completed, I gave her a lot to do and she finished early. Paul even came to see me after, gushing over her and saying how sweet she was. The thought of other men, even Paul, talking about her in such a way, or even looking at her makes me angry. For once I'm glad that most of my staff are females. Any man with eyes and a d**k would be attracted to her, especially in those skin tight jodhpurs, and don't get me started on the f*****g pig-tail plaits. I want to f**k her with those pig-tails, f**k her hard and make sure that she knows no other man is to touch her. 

By the time I get to the yard I'm angry. Angry that I got myself in this position, angry that I want her so badly and angry that she's not already mine. I get here before Crystal for once, she always gets here before she's required to but I'm glad to not have to see her right now. She was actually quieter than usual yesterday which was a relief. I sip on the strong coffee I made and think of what jobs I can give Paige today. I'll have to make up some jobs to give her to make a list that's bigger than yesterday's, and if I do that she'll know I'm just being a prick for no reason. 

At 6:45am there's a knock at the door and I just know it's her. I get flustered as I remember my dream and I have to take a second to compose myself, putting on my cold face again. 

"Come in!" I shout, hoping she won't be able to see my dream on my face. 

"Good morning Mr Colt, do you have that list for me?"

"Yes, I do. There's not as much to be done as yesterday, so once you're done come find me and you can shadow me for the rest of the day. It'll give you a chance to see more of what happens here."

Why did I just say that? I want her near me but do I have to be so obvious? She's clearly mad at me for how I acted yesterday, and so she should be. I couldn't help but be an asshole, I wanted to push her away so she wouldn't affect me, but I don't think that's going to work. 

"Fair enough, can I have the list then?"

I hand her the list and brush my fingers against hers. A simple touch of her hand and my c**k is twitching. I'm well and truly f****d. 

"Have a good day then Ms Parker."

"Mmmhmm..."

I have to repress a smile until she leaves my office. She's sassy and I like that about her. Any other woman that I have ever dated has always been so submissive, afraid to speak their own minds, that's certainly not the case with Paige. 

Even though I have a busy day today, it drags. I have a total of 8 horses to train on the track today but I find myself counting down the minutes until Paige arrives. Is she dragging her work out on purpose? Does she find me that unbearable to be around? Probably! 

I'm out on the race track, training my sixth horse of the day when Paige finally arrives. 

"Hey. So do you want me to just follow you around for the rest of the day? I can go help Jake if I'm just going to be in your way?"

Why the f**k would she prefer to shovel s**t with Jake than actually learn a few things about the business from me? 

"Would you rather muck out some stables Ms Parker?"

"It's not about what I want Mr Colt, it's about what you need me to do."

"Well I need you here. And I told you to just call me Everett."

She stands in silence while I shout orders to the jockey riding the horse in training. She really is pissed at me, I thought she would have at least asked some questions. She almost looks bored, her arms crossed over her body. I don't bother to talk to her for the rest of the training sessions. I finish up with the last horse of the day at 4 o clock. 

"Come have a coffee with me Paige?" I say, but it comes out sounding like a question.

"When?"

"Now." I laugh. 

Wait, did she think I was asking her out on a date? She didn't say no straight away, maybe she doesn't hate me. We walk to the canteen in another awkward silence. 

"How do you take it?" I ask. 

"Just black, thanks Mr Colt."

"Everett!"

"I'm sorry, I just feel that calling my boss by his first name is a bit too personal."

"Everyone calls me Everett, Paige. Mr Colt is my Father and I don't particularly like him, so I'd really appreciate it if you could call me Everett."

"Oh, okay, sorry. Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why don't you like your Father?"

"Isn't that a bit personal, Ms Parker?" 

"Sorry, me and my loose tongue. Ignore me."

She's so cute I can't help but let out a chuckle and she blushes while she sips on her coffee. 

"So, why did you want to have a coffee then, Everett?" She asks.

"Truthfully, I feel like we may have got off on the wrong foot. I realised I haven't been the most pleasant person and I'm sorry. You've already impressed Paul with your work, you've impressed me too. So can we start over?"

She taps her finger on the rim of her cup, thinking about what I've said. Is she leaving me hanging on purpose? Allowing me to feel like an i***t? Payback for yesterday perhaps?

"I think I'd like that." She finally says with a smile. 

"Great!" 

We sit and chat about the horses for a while. I can see how passionate she is about them while she talks. Her eyes light up and she talks like she's on fast forward. I sit back and enjoy the view, I could watch her all day. 

"Well, I've kept you longer than I should have, let's get going or I'll have to pay you overtime." I laugh.

"Huh? What time is it?" She asks, panicked.

"Quarter past five."

"f**k! Sorry. s**t!"

"What's wrong?"

"I'll miss my train, no biggie, just means I'll be home later than usual and I don't like to be out alone in the dark because..never mind, it's fine. See you tomorrow."

"You don't drive?"

"Well yeah, I just don't have a car."

"I'll bring you home then."

'What? No, I cant as you to do that!"

"You're not asking, I'm insisting, so let's go."