It had been a really long flight back to New York and I couldn't wait to sleep on my own bed. Well, not quite since it was totally better with Pierce beside me. But then again it was just nice to be home. I missed Hugh so much.
Pierce insisted on taking me back to his apartment. As much as I wanted to, I sought to catch up with Hugh. We were now parked outside my apartment building and Pierce hadn't stopped pouting. "You want to head up and have coffee?" I didn't want to let go just yet. I already felt like I was missing him.
"There's coffee in my apartment." He smirked. I knew he wasn't done arguing.
"Pierce, I want to catch up with Hugh. You could have me all day tomorrow." I whined and gave him a puppy-dog look.
Sighing, indicating that I had won. "Fine." He said irritatingly. He was so adorable when he wanted my attention. I moved closer as I climbed on top of him and straddled him in between my legs. I put my arms around his neck and gazed into his eyes. His breath hitched as I could see his eyes getting a shade darker.
"W-what are you doing?" He stuttered, disbelief on his face that I boldly made the first move.
"Wiping that pout off your face." I gave him a coy smile and I could see his lips form a smirk. He was definitely enjoying this. My lips landed on his cheek, slowly showering him with kisses all over his face. Feeling him put both his hands on the sides of my face as he pulled me into a heated make out session. I moaned and felt his hands slide down to cup my ass. I squeaked when I felt him squeeze them, feeling his smile on my lips.
Trying to adjust myself into a different position, I then heard Pierce hiss. "Olive, stop it."
"Stop what?" I asked innocently.
"This." He lifted his hips to meet my center and I felt his growing arousal. I giggled, blushing in the process as I felt the heat pool inside of me.
"We should probably head up." I suggested since I might change my mind or I might never be able to stop myself. Lifting myself off of him but he stopped me. His eyes were burning when our gazes met.
"You have to do something." He said sternly, grabbing my hand as he placed it on his erection.
"Later." I winked; giggling as I finally lifted myself off of him. Pierce groaned in frustration when his jeans had tightened. We got out of the car and Pierce helped me carry my luggage as we began to walk towards the entrance. With a strained face, he was walking awkwardly beside with me. I couldn't help but laugh at his discomfort when we went inside the lift. Suddenly, I felt him grab my hand and pulled me into an embrace.
"You're going to pay for this." He whispered gruffly. He backed me up until I lightly hit my back with the cold steel wall. His hand held my neck softly then leaned down to kiss me. I could feel him poking, trying to gauge a reaction from me. I already felt hot with need as he kept torturing me with his kisses. Pierce's hand traveled under my shirt, trying to reach for my breasts. My nubs were anticipating for his touch. However, the elevator door dinged too soon, reaching our floor. We reluctantly got out and without warning Pierce smacked my ass when I headed out the lift first. Turning to look behind, I stared him down when he just playfully winked at me.
When we got to my door, I fished out the keys from my purse. I inserted it to the keyhole and slowly opened the door to my home. Walking in first, I saw an unknown guy who was semi-naked sprawled on our couch.
"Crap!" I yelled and ran out the door, closing it behind me. Pierce gave me a puzzled expression as I looked flustered from the surprise.
"What's wrong?" He asked worriedly. Before I could answer his question, someone had opened the door.
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The Other CEO | ✓Romance
||PUBLISHED UNDER POP FICTION BOOKS|| ♥The Wattys 2014 People's Choice Award♥ Olivia Bailey was happily working as the personal assistant of Wilson Alexander, the owner, and CEO of Alexander Corporation, when he suddenly died of heart failure. Grie...