For the longest time she stood still, not knowing what the hell to do. Ace was kissing her. The bad guy from her teenage years. The guy every girl fantasized about, and wanted to know what it was like to be his girl, was kissing her. Ever since she had started working for him, all of her old feelings had been returning. It was next to impossible to keep them at bay. She’d been jealous of the women who clearly wanted him, and knew she could never have him.
No one ever wanted her. It was what her mother had told her many times. Her weight was always a factor. No man wanted a fat woman in his bed.
Gripping the back of his neck, she returned his kiss, pushing her mother’s vile words away. She was no longer bound by what her parents said or did. This was all her, and as she opened her mouth, Ace plunged his tongue into her mouth, and she tasted him.
The hand at her waist stroked her hip, and when he made to pull away, she deepened the kiss once again. She didn’t care that he was her boss, or that this could be a big mistake. All she cared about was how good it felt, even if for a few moments she was the most selfish woman in the world.
The sound of a cell phone interrupted them, and Ace pulled away. This time, she released him, and opened her eyes. His lips were as red as hers felt.
“You’re not going anywhere, but I’ve got to take that call.”
Yeah, there was no chance of her waiting around. Grabbing her bag, Trixie was out of there.
Chapter Two
Ace wasn’t surprised that she ran. He should have seen it coming, but he’d not let her get far. Trixie didn’t own a car. It was one of the things she had given up since moving back to the small town. He’d closed the shop, and ran in the direction he’d seen her walk every single day.
It took him a matter of minutes to catch up to her. Grabbing her arms, he pressed her against the wall.
“Why the hell did you run when I told you not to?” he asked, slamming his hand against the wall.
“Look, we kissed, and you’re my boss. We don’t need to do anything else about that. It was nice.”
Ace couldn’t believe what he was hearing right now. Nice. That was what she thought of their shared kiss, it was nice? It had been smoking hot to him. His cock was still hard, and he’d just spoken to his damn mom.
He was the only person left in his mom’s world. All of her friends and previous lovers had fucked off and left her. Now she was making up for years of being the neglectful parent. She had gone to his place, and stocked his fridge. He couldn’t tell her to stop or that he could do his own damn shopping. He wasn’t a cruel man, never had been. If she wanted to make amends, he wasn’t about to tell her to stop.
“Is this what you’re going to do every time there’s a problem? Are you just going to run away?”
“What do you want from me, Ace?”
“I want you to admit that our kiss was more than fucking nice. It was fantastic, and I’ve been wanting to kiss you ever since you came into my shop. If you want to go really honest, I’ve been wanting to kiss you since we were in fucking high school. That is how long I’ve been wanting to kiss you, and the last thing I thought was it was nice!”
“I don’t know how to do this. I’m not this kind of girl. All of my life everything has been planned. What am I supposed to do with this?” she asked.
She looked so scared, and Ace sighed. He didn’t do this crap. This woman, she had been turning his head ever since they were kids, and didn’t even know it.
“You start by thinking about what you want, and then when you know that, you start to think of ways of getting it. What do you want?” The moment she licked her lips, Ace couldn’t contain his groan. “Baby, you’ve got to give me a break here. I can only handle so much.”
Her hand moved toward his face, and she cupped his cheek. Again, she was biting her lip. “I loved the feel of your lips against mine, Ace. The way you tasted. I hate tea and chocolate, but on your tongue, it was the most amazing thing.”
His cock was going to blow inside his pants.
“Tell me what you want,” he said. “I want to know.”
She hesitated. “I love my job.”
“Your job is staying right where it is. This has nothing to do with that. Just tell me what you want, what you need.”
There was only a small space between them, and he hoped that someone was watching down on him and that Trixie wanted the exact same thing as he did.
“I want you, Ace. I want you to kiss me, and…”
“Tell me, Trixie. Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to fuck me,” she finally said after so many seconds had passed.