Done With My Ex, Moving To The Next

Chapter 44: Vulnerability In Lust

Chapter 44: Vulnerability In Lust.

RHYS

I wasn't expecting her at my office, with the dresses in her hand.

I spent the whole of last night thinking about my mistakes and how I could correct them without making new mistakes.

Last night, she really looked like she hated me but this? It just confirmed something: She didn't. I was just the jerk.

“Don't make me hate you, Rhys" She cussed at me, her breath as sharp as the tip of a needle.

“Are you sure?" A half-cheeked smile appeared on my lips. I wasn't sure I wanted a wide smile on my lips.

“I know you want me just as much as I want

… you, Blaze" I wasn't teasing her. Our eyes locked as my hand found her waist with a delicate hold, the other running over her blushed lips.

"Just you..." A murmur escaped my lips.

She didn't say a word but her eyes said everything I needed to hear.

Her eyes had a peculiar, subtle ray in them. f**k.

I took her hand in mine.

“I might actually do.”

Now that? It was the realest thing she might have said that afternoon. Deep down in every heart that wanted someone or something, there was always a chance to hate.

There was always a choice to hate. And that was the most dangerous of all choices to make.

“Want me to tell you how much I missed you?" I pushed her slowly till my desk supported her. She moved with no hesitation.

She dragged her hands over my chest till they locked behind my neck, and I buried my face in the crook of her neck.

“f**k. I missed this scent" I admitted, beneath my breath as my face buried deep.

She drew me closer, a low hum sneaking up her throat.

She spread those legs wide enough for me to fit perfectly between them.

"I guess you don't hate me that much after all…” I slid my hand up her thighs.

My eyes lit up when I reached her p***y and it was bare. "Your panties?”

I pulled my hands back slowly.

She said nothing this time, her face buried in the crook of my neck. She whispered back into my ear. "Tell me how much you missed me then,"

Her tongue had gotten a light grip on the veiny part of my neck, sucking on it.

"Damn…Blaze" my eyes shut, every part of me responding to the heavenly stimulation. Where did she learn to do that?

The way she touched me. I needed it.

My brain wanted it—every part of me did.

Holy s**t!

She ran her fingers through my hair and I almost folded.

I wasn't just horny—I was addicted in a way I could never fight.

“f**k. Yeah."

This was the way I loved to be touched. Her skin against mine was the most sensational feeling on earth!

“Touch me, Rhys" She pulled away, panting.

God. She was too hot. Too sexy. Too hard to resist.

“I want you so bad, Blaze" I whispered against her skin.

She moaned the moment I pushed her slowly till her back lay on the table, my hand supporting the back of her head.

“Take it off…I won't hold back, baby” Every word that came out of my mouth was forced.

If possible, I would have loved for my silence to speak and ease every tension.

How could I be in my right senses when I was being turned on, just by how she yearned for my touch?

Every part of me was aroused by her. Not just my d**k.

She pulled her dress off and God, I just had to tease her by hitting the cap of my c**k on her hole.

She no longer had that slight shyness she used to have, whenever she was bare before me.

“So pink and wet for me, Blaze." I hit my cap on her p***y, in a teasing movement one more time.

She released a shrilly loud moan.

“Do it…please”

“Of course, I won’t let you beg for it today.” I sank into her slowly, letting every inch slide in with teasing precision, just enough to hear her moan my name. “You’re such a good girl.”

"The door…” She was probably scared someone would walk in on us.

“You don't want to be caught f*****g the CEO, huh?" I said, a slower pump into her. I knew I'd hit her spot, the moment I watched her eyes roll.

She couldn't hold back that moan. God. I couldn't.

“Is it locked?"She rasped amidst our hot breaths.

“I locked it with the remote, the first time you said you were leaving”

She looked satisfied, her teeth biting on her lower lip as her nails dug into my back.

“Touch me, Rhys." Her voice filled with lust. Craving. “Let me feel your hands on me," She pulled my hand from her waist to her n*****s.

God.

I liked it this way—with both of us being at par with our wants.

“Harder, Rhys…” She pulled me closer, her legs locking behind me, guiding me to thrust deeper.

I claimed every inch inside of her p***y.

I knew I'd hit her G-spot when a feral moan tore out of her lips.

"Yes. I love it when you give daddy those screams."

“Harder." She was riding me upwards, her back arched against the table as she pulled me closer to her chest.

I sucked on one n****e, letting every movement match her moans.

“Rhys" He cried my name loudly. She'd never cried out that loud—

I was on cloud nine.

Shamelessly obsessed with her while I pumped my c**k through her.

I would give in to my desires every f*****g time, as long as it was her cunt.

EVERY. TIME.

I filled her cunt with my c**k and touched her in ways I knew her body wanted.

God. I was such a d**k!

"Deeper, Rhys…” She curled around me, legs locking, urging me deeper. Her eyes watered, a mix of pleasure and pain appearing in them.

I slid inside her fully, and the moment I hit that sweet spot, a feral moan ripped from her throat.

I pounded again—harder and feral. Every thrust pulsing with lust and hunger.

She winced, and I drew back almost immediately—this was the first time she was taking my c**k with this much force and energy. I was hyper.

“Does it hurt, Blaze?" I pulled out of her almost immediately.

"Something is wrong. I- I think s-something shifted" Her lips folded as a mix of pain and embarrassment washed over her.

It was serious, I could tell from how she tried to sit up.

"Come here..” I helped her up, drawing her dress down.

"Do we need to get to the hospital?” I asked but I knew that was ridiculous. "Don't be shy with me. What's the problem?”

She shook her head, trying to steady her shaky breath but I could see through that facade.

It was a lie.

“Stella… I know you're not okay, I can see it” I held her hands, helping her settle on the sofa in the office.

“I'll lie down. It's…nothing”

No. She couldn't tell me that lie.

"I'll send for my personal doctor—”

"Don't." She stopped me almost immediately. “I'll be fine." She said, with clenched teeth.

“You can't say that to me. He's going to be here soon," I texted Harper, my personal doctor. He'd better be here within fifteen minutes or he'll probably find a job elsewhere.

Silence settled and she wouldn't look at me.

"It's my IUD," Her lips formed a thin line, her face carrying evidence of the pain as she held her lower abdomen.

It sounded like a bad word.

“What's an IUD?" I was clueless, as I bent beside her.

Was it like a disease? Or…?

“It's my birth control thing… The one in my uterus,” She stole her gaze away from me. I could sense her embarrassment.

"No, Blaze. There's nothing to be embarrassed about." I held her hand, my grip tightening. Was there a way to guide her through it??

Okay.. her IUD, birth control whatever had probably shifted and now she was in pains.

Where the f**k was Harper??!

“What would your doctor think?"

I understood that question at once. She was bothered by what people would think about ‘us’. And maybe that was why she'd never made mention of an ‘us’

Something dropped inside of me. I wasn't hurt—I was just pained by the bitterness of the truth.

Right. What would he think?

But the truth? I'd have her treated before giving a f**k what he'd think!