That bitch even tries, and I’ll ensure that she’s left with nothing when the divorce is finalized. I’ll ensure that she’ll have nothing but the clothes on her back. She doesn’t come near Cassie. Ever. Beth has treated my woman like shit throughout her entire childhood, and there’s no fucking way she’ll do it again.
“Okay,” she whispers, unbelieving.
I get it. She’s been let down by people in her life before, and she doesn’t trust me. That will change over time. She’ll come to realize that she’s my priority.
Fuck. I never thought I’d find a woman that would fit me perfectly. She brings out every protective instinct I have. Hell, she’s brought everything out in me. I always knew I was bossy in bed, but never to this extent. With Cassie, everything is enhanced. She’s got me obsessed with her, she had me from day one. I tried fighting it, but it was no use. She was always destined to be mine.
“It’ll be okay,” I assure her as I take her mouth. My tongue sweeps in and I dominate her, I know this will help get her out of her head and not think about her bitch of a mother.
When I pull back, we’re both breathless. “Better?” I ask with a smirk.
Her eyes flash with humor. “Much, but do you plan on doing that whenever I’m doubting myself?”
“If I have to, yes. Now pack and we’ll be on our way.” Little does Cassie know, but I have a house not too far from my office building. It got finished being built two months ago, I had always planned on moving in, but when I uncovered just how much of a fucking bitch Beth was, I knew I would divorce her, and there was no way in hell I was tainting my home with her. But now that I have Cassie, her ass will be moving in with me.
Five hours later, we’re climbing the stairs to my private jet. Thankfully, my pilot was able to bunker down here for the night, and the weather is okay for us to fly home. My cock aches with every step I take. Being in a car for hours with Cassie has brought me to the brink. I take my seat and bide my time.
It’s time for Cassie and I to join the Mile high club.
ChapterNine
Chapter Eight
Cassie
My hair is mused, and my lips are swollen. God, every time with Lucas gets better and better. The man controls my body in ways I never thought possible. His deep gravelly tone sets my blood alight. The man doesn’t have to touch me to get me worked up. His eyes narrow slightly, and his lips curl up at the ends, and that’s all it takes for me to know that he wants me.
Never have I felt this way before. Such attraction, so much need for one person. It’s as though I’ve found someone who is meant to be mine, yet he’s married to my mom. How the hell we’re going to navigate this mess is beyond me. No matter what, Beth Carter-Greenwood is going to be pissed, and that anger is going to be directed solely on me.
The plane’s doors open, and I get to my feet, smoothing down my clothes, I need to fix my hair. Anyone who sees me is going to know what I’ve been up to. My cheeks flame at the thought of what happened on this jet. The moment we were up in the air, Lucas didn’t waste any time, he pulled me up from my seat and brought me to the back of the plane, where there’s a bed.
My breathing shallows as I think of the way he owned my body. The way he made me come, he didn’t stop until I was crying out in pleasure and quaking.
“Stop squirming,” he growls low in my ear, his breath hot against my skin. “I know what you’re thinking about, Little girl, and I’m going to fuck you in the car if you don’t stop.”
I swallow hard. While he drove when we were in Montana, Lucas has a driver for when he’s home and traveling to and from work. There’s no way that we’re going to have sex in the car when someone else is there.
Hell no. I can’t do that.
Lucas pulls me to his body, my back to his front and holds me tight once we’re off the plane and walking toward the car. “Everything will be okay,” he promises me. “We’re going to see your mom, and then we’re going home.”
I frown. That makes no sense. Lucas and mom live together. “I have an apartment,” I remind him.
“For now,” he says ominously. “We’ll sort that out later. For now, I have to have a conversation with your mother.”
Ugh. Speaking about Beth is like throwing an ice-cold bucket of water on me.
The drive toward my mother’s house is tense, Lucas is focused on his cell, answering many of the unanswered emails while we were in Montana. He was right, the last few days were chaotic but amazing, I learned so much while working with Lucas.
My stomach flips. What happens now?
I don’t want to lose my job. I worked my ass off in college, and at this internship for advertising, I’m damn good at it. I can’t lose everything that I’ve worked so damn hard for, but I also don’t want to lose Lucas.
Everything changed last night, and there’s absolutely no going back. Not that I want it to. My mind is all over the place.
A hand wraps around my neck, and I snap my gaze to Lucas, it’s then I realize that the partition between the front and back of the car has gone up. He moves forward, capturing my lips with his own.
I’m weak. I can’t resist him. He has this power over me, over my body. Just one touch, and I’m putty in his hands. He owns me, dominates me, protects me all with just one look, one touch.