As he joined his sons in a moment of silence so that they could truly appreciate the bounty that the biggest asshole on earth had brought them, he couldn’t help but wonder if a certain waitress had anything to do with this.
Chapter 36
“I-I thought you knew,” Patrick said, stumbling over his words as he shot a nervous glance over his shoulder towards the busy dinning area where Rebecca, wearing a black Fire & Brimstone shirt, was smiling as she took a couple’s order.
“Didn’t I tell you not to let her back on the floor until Saturday?” he asked, keeping his gaze locked on the small woman that was supposed to be upstairs chained to her bed.
“Yes,” Patrick said, swallowing hard as he stood there, most likely waiting for Lucifer to take his anger out on him, but tonight his anger belonged to one person and one person only.
“You need to find someone to cover Rebecca’s tables,” he said, keeping his eyes locked on the woman that had finally spotted him.
“I think she was just trying to help,” Patrick said, quickly coming to Rebecca’s defense when it became obvious that Lucifer’s glare was locked on Rebecca, who just happened to be the staff favorite.
“I’m sure that it’s,” he drawled while he watched as Rebecca shot him a nervous smile and a wave while she glanced to the front door and then quickly towards the back, obviously debating which exit would save her ass.
Neither one would, but he decided to let her choose her fate.
If she went for the front door he’d head towards the back door, cut her off and explain in great detail what bed rest meant and if she went towards the back then he was just going to put her over his knee and spank her ass until she stopped pulling this shit.
When she shifted to the right, he shifted right along with her. Smile gone now, she narrowed her eyes on him as she slowly shifted to the left. He mimicked the move so she stopped and shifted back to the right. He met the move and cocked a brow in challenge.
Smiling, because she was the only woman in the world that would think that challenging him was a game, she shifted right back to the left and cocked a brow as she waited for him to mimic the move. He did, but then he upped the game by following through with that move. When she realized that he was no longer playing, she gasped, mumbled a quick apology to the customers that she was waiting on and made him realize that he’d missed the third option.
His office.
“Shit!” he snarled, pushing past Patrick, who looked absolutely terrified, and went after the little pain in the ass.
When she saw him, she mouthed an, “Oh, shit!” of her own, ducked beneath a tray being carried and rushed towards his office. He was gaining on her quickly and would have caught her if it hadn’t been for one of his waitresses jumping in his path with a wince as she waited for him to tear into her, but he didn’t have time for this bullshit.
Not when the love of his life was waiting for him and there was absolutely no doubt in his mind now that he loved her. He loved absolutely everything about this woman from that cocky little grin that she was shooting him to that sad little victory dance that she was doing.
He fucking adored her.
“Please don’t kill me, Mr. Bradford!” the waitress squealed as she closed her eyes and cringed, waiting for the yelling to start.
“You’re fine,” he absently said as he picked her up and moved her out of the way.
“Thank you for not killing me!” she called after him, sounding truly thankful to be alive.
“Oh, crap!” Rebecca said with a wince as she spotted him coming after her.
“Run,” he said, taking his time going after her, because there really was no rush. Sooner or later he was going to get his hands on her and they both knew it.
She must have realized it as well, because her cheeks flushed red while she ran her eyes over him, licking her lips and nodded, “Okay.”
With that, she turned around and rushed down the hall towards his office. The door had barely managed to shut behind her when he caught up with her. He threw the door open, stepped into his office and with a surprised grunt, he stumbled back against the door, slamming it shut in the process when he suddenly found himself pinned to the door.
“You’re supposed to be upstairs,” he said as he watched her work his belt loose.
“You were shorthanded,” she explained, nibbling on her bottom lip as she focused on the snap of his jeans.
“And how exactly would you know that?” he asked, leaning down so that he could kiss the side of her neck as she pulled his zipper down.
“Because Patrick called upstairs looking for you,” she answered as he felt her reach into his pants and-
Made him moan as her fingertips brushed along the underside of his shaft, making it harder than it had been a few seconds ago. Cupping the back of her neck, he angled his head and kissed her, groaning when he felt her warm, soft hand wrap around his cock.
“You have no idea what you do to me,” he said, groaning as she pulled him free and ran her hand lightly over his cock.
“Probably the same thing that you do to me,” she whispered, smiling as she wrapped her hand around his cock and gave it a slight tug that ripped another groan from him.
“And what do I do to you?” he asked, letting his lips linger against hers and knowing there was no fucking way that he affected her the same way.
She fucking devastated him.
“Everything,” she admitted with a smile, giving him one more kiss before she slowly got down on her knees and-
“Oh, fuck,” he growled as Rebecca destroyed the fantasy he’d been having about this very thing for the past month.
As she lowered herself to the ground she ran her tongue down the underside of his cock. By the time that her knees touched the floor she’d run her tongue back up his cock and was taking the head into her mouth. Licking his lips, he told himself that he should look away before he lost control, but he just couldn’t force himself to listen.
He watched as she slowly, really fucking slowly, took his cock into her mouth. Inch by excruciating inch, he watched as his cock disappeared past those pink lips that had starred in every single fantasy that he’d had about her. When she moaned around his cock all he wanted to do was turn her around, shove her pants down and fuck her hard and fast, but the hands running over his legs kept him right where she wanted him.
“Mercy,” he whispered hoarsely, dropping his head back against the door with a soft thud and licking his lips as he couldn’t help but wonder if she was about to finally drive him out of his mind. When he felt that warm hand slip beneath his shirt and run over his stomach, he decided that she’d definitely achieved her goal.
“So, lately I’ve been having this fantasy about you,” she said conversationally as she allowed his cock to slip free from her mouth so that she could tease the underside of his cock with the tip of her tongue.
“Oh, yeah?” he managed to ask, matching her tone as he glanced back down to watch as she continued to tease his cock.
“Mmmhmm,” she murmured, taking his cock back in her mouth.
“Are you going to tell me about it?” he asked, groaning at the end when she flicked her tongue over the very tip of his cock.
She shrugged it off casually before saying, “I’d thought I’d show you,” she said, making him groan as she used his words against him.
“You really are evil,” he said with a pained chuckle as she wrapped her hand around his cock and stood up.
“You really think so?” she asked, batting her eyes innocently as she stood up and started to walk backwards, keeping her hand firmly wrapped around his cock.
“Absolutely,” he said as he allowed her to lead him over to his desk.
Smiling, she kicked off her shoes while she ran her hand over his cock one last time. She placed her free hand around the back of his neck and pulled him down for a kiss that he was more than happy to return. He was vaguely aware of the sounds of her pants hitting the floor and may have growled when she broke their kiss for five seconds so that she could take her shirt off.
By the time that her shirt hit the floor he had her back in his arms and was kissing her. When she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer, his knees nearly buckled when the move made his cock brush against her wet slit.