collab with @nadiaa (sry it took so long :( forgive me?)
I sighed closing my eyes wearily.
I'd been unable to sleep last night, dreaming of his touch.
Plagued more like.
The door slammed open with a bang causing my to shoot open.
They narrowed, "Have you heard of knocking?"
Ignoring that, "So you just dry clean my shirt and that's it?"
I lifted an eyebrow, knowing itd irk him, "Did you want me to give it back dirty?"
"That's not the f*cking point!"
I blinked, not quite expecting that, "The point being?"
"You left."
"I told you I had something to do," I said calmly, standing up.
"Bullsh.t! You were afraid." He walked around the desk, crowding me, invading my space.
I laughed mockingly,daringly, "Of what? You?"
He backed me up against the wall, "Coward."
I pushed at his chest, "A.ss"
He was having none of it, pinning my wrists above my head, "Brat."
I opened my mouth to call him another name, but his mouth was on mine before I knew it. Hard and hot, demanding, his body flush against mine.
I broke off breathing heavily, "Why did you do that?"
His breath warm on my face, "I don't know, but I'm going to do it again."
Rough, tongue and teeth. His hands cupped my head, tugging on my hair. Closer, never close enough.
I couldn't think, couldn't remember how to breathe. It was just this, just us.
My legs gave out and it was his strong arms left supporting me.
He gave a short laugh, "Weak in the knees?"
"Don't flatter yourself," I returned breathlessly, "It's been a while."
"I think you're lying. I think you have a crush on me Chloé."
Crush? No, I didn't have a crush, not anymore. What I felt for Ben couldn't have been described at a crush since I'd been sixteen...this was something else. Obsession? Love? Whatever it was, was intoxicating, addicting.
"You wish," I returned unevenly, nipping at his jaw.
"Yeah, you definitely don't like me."
"Shhh..."
"You never stop bossing me around."
"You never shut up," I returned breathlessly.
His teeth scraped softly down the side of my throat, I shivered as he nipped lightly at my collarbone. I moaned shamelessly as he shifted me so that my back was braced against the wall.
His hands pushing my dress up over my hips. With a sharp intake of air, Ben fingered the soft scrap of silk that was my underwear before tearing it off.
"Mercy," he mumbled, touching me softly his fingers tracing a delicate pattern then slipping inside.
F.ck, I was so wet.
"I'm going to be so deep inside of you you're not going to remember what its like when I'm not," Ben groaned in my ear.
"Ahh, excuse me," the male voice intoned from across my office.
I swallowed, feeling like a bucket of cold water had just been dumped on me.
Ben shifted, placing himself directly in front of me, "Yes?"
"I just had a new client for Chloé, but I guess I interrupted you two's moment," Roger, my boss, joked uneasily.
I swallowed, digging deep to find my center when Ben and my hormones has me so off balance, "I'm fine. You can give me the information."
He handed over the leather bound folder, then stood there while I previewed it.
I flicked my eyes back at him, "You can leave now."
"Oh, right."
His hand paused on the door.
"Oh and Roger? Next time knock."
"I tried, but I guess you didn't hear me."
I breathed out slowly.
"I believe she asked you to leave," Ben returned, slamming the door behind Roger when he left.
I was in sh.t, deep sh.t.
I eyed Ben, angry all of a sudden.
I worked hard for this position, contrary to his opinion, and f.ck me if I didn't deserve it.
"Well, that was...fun," I said, sarcasm dripping off every word, "You got what you wanted, you should be glad."
He glared, eyes fierce, "That's not what I wanted."
He pulled me against him again, mouth on mine.
I melted for a second...a second too long.
This was crazy.
I pushed him off of me, "Stop."
He paused, heated eyes finding mine, "Why? You want this too."
I straightened my clothes, before fixing him with a stare, "Maybe, but not at the expense of my reputation."
He ran a hand through his hair, "Worried your ice princess status is gone?"
I let out a slow breath, that hurt. Even after all of this he still thought I was some spoiled little rich girl.
If that's what he wanted, fine. I could be that.
I felt my eyes narrow. "No, you of all people wouldn't be the one to jeopardize that," I returned coolly, "I trust you can find your own way out."
He sighed, like he didn't expect anything else from me, "Fine. If that's what you want Chloé, but remember that I tried. I'm trying to break through that ice queen facade of yours, but you just push me away. I tried Chloé."
I rolled my eyes for effect, shrugging, "There's nothing to break through Ben. I just don't like you. Please, go."
"Fine. We're done then, I guess. Let's just forget about all of this. I'm nobody to you."
He was offering me a chance here, I could see it.
But let's be honest, at the end of the day it'd always be about money. I came from it, he didn't and he couldn't get past that. Maybe I was tired of getting him to try.
"Exactly," I answered evenly, "Now leave."
He stood a moment longer, waiting? Reconciling? Comprehending?
I don't know.
"Bye," He said turning on his heel sharply and exiting.
I sank into my chair, suddenly exhausted.
The phone rang.
I stared at it a moment before picking it up, "Chloé Black."
"Hey baby, something came up and I need to cancel tonight-
I hung up, too tired to deal with my Dad and even more disappointment.
Maybe Aria would be available for a girls night.
Chloé
