Fearless Attraction (Cassie Series) (9 page)

             
Knowing I'll regret this, knowing I'm chancing things between Avery and I, knowing I'll probably leave in tears, I park outside Pierce's work and step  out of my car. I have to take several deep breaths before I start walking, but I manage.

             
There is a desk just inside the door. The lady behind it smiles up at me and presses something on her headset. "Hi there, how can I help you?"

             
"Hi, I'm here to see Pierce Danielson please."

             
"Of course. Do you have an appointment?"

             
"Oh, um, no I don't. I'm just an old friend that needed to speak to him for a moment. If he is busy, I can just come back a different time." Although, I have a feeling I won't get the confidence to come back a different time.

             
She continues to smile at me before looking at the computer, scrolling down using her mouse. She looks to be reading something before she presses a few numbers on the phone and clicks the thing on her headset again. "Hi, Mr. Danielson, there is a lady here that says she is an old friend and just wants to speak with you. Your schedule is cleared for the remainder of the day, do you want me to send her in?" She pauses, waiting for his response, then she looks up to me.

             
Putting her hand over the microphone, she asks, "What did you say your name was?"

             
"I hadn't said. Um, it's Cassie." Her eyes widen for just a split second, letting me know she recognizes my name. That makes me twice as nervous.

             
"It's Cassie sir."
Pause.
"Okay, I'll send her up."

             
She clicks on her headset again and passes me something. I glance down at it and it's a pass that claims I'm a visitor. I clip it to my shirt and thank her. She tells me to get in the elevator and go to the third floor, then to enter the third room on the right. I do as she says.

             
Just as I'm outside the door, I inhale deeply. I start to question if this is a good idea or not. Heck, I know it's not a good idea, but I can't seem to move my feet. Not in either direction. I just stare at the door, willing myself to do something. Before I have a chance, the door opens and Pierce is taking up the entrance. "Cassie," he says my name in his husky voice. My heart starts going crazy.

             
I can't smile, I can barely understand what I'm doing. I just look at him and stare. He takes a step back before turning around and walking back around his desk, sitting in his tall leather chair. I slowly walk in, close the door, and take the seat across his desk. He watches me intently, not saying anything. He probably thinks I'm some kind of freak.

             
"What are you doing here Cass?" He doesn't sound impressed, not in the least. I have to remember, he approved me to come up here, so a part of him is okay with me being here. I think.

             
I chew on my lip a little while thinking of what to say. I hadn't planned that far ahead. I'm surprised with myself for even being in his office. My nerves are going crazy right now.

             
Finally, I start to speak the only words I can think to say. "I'm sorry Pierce."

             
He folds his arms, placing them down on his desk while he continues to stare at me. It's the same expression I saw on his face yesterday during the fight. "For what?"

             
For what? Is he kidding!

             
"You were helping me and I said some really mean things to you," I start to say. I inhale another deep breath, washing away my nerves with each exhale. "I hurt you, a lot, and I was wrong. I never meant to hurt you. I took my anger and panic and worries out on you, when you were being nothing more than a good friend. A great friend, actually. And I've wanted to apologize to you, but you weren't returning my calls or messages. After seeing you last night," I swallow my emotions, "I knew I needed to come do it in person."

             
He just watches me talk. The only time he does anything is when I called him a great friend and he slightly flinched. He didn't like being called only a friend. He was so much more than that, we were... lovers. We weren't friends but we weren't in a relationship, we were in the middle. A messy, confusing, passionate middle.

             
I stand up and turn to leave when he finally speaks. "Cassie, sit back down please."

             
Slowly I turn back to face him. He is leaning back in his chair, watching me watch him. I cautiously sit back down and don't say anything more.

             
With a small frustrated grunt, he rubs the back of his neck with his hand. "You hurt me a lot. I know you probably didn't mean to, but you did. I've tried to forgive you, I've tried to get over you, I've tried to move on, but it's impossible, all of it. I both hate you and adore you. I tortured myself last night. I knew you'd be there, cheering on Avery, but I went anyways. It killed me but it thrilled me seeing you again. I'm twenty two years old, I'm nearly running my own company, I can beat someone to a pulp, yet here I am, going crazy over some girl."

             
He shakes his head at me, getting angry. I'm not sure who he is angrier with, himself or me. I'm sure us both.

             
"I never deserved you Pierce. You were always too good for me, you always will be. Like you said, you're only twenty two and nearly running your own company. You have a heart of gold and you're fierce as can be. You're going to find someone that'll treat you the way you deserve."

             
He stands up, making me nervous all over again, especially when he walks around the desk and stands in front of me. I look up to him and nearly quiver in place. His hand runs down my jaw line then back to cup the side of my face. "Maybe I do, but maybe I don't want someone else."

             
I just keep staring, not daring myself to speak. Why does he always make me feel this way? It's not fair.

             
He leans down until he is mere inches from me. "I've slept with a lot of girls, I've fucked twins and cousins, I've had three girls in one night." Ouch, that hurts. "It doesn't matter if I have a blonde one day, a red head the next, it doesn't matter if I have an Asian in the morning and a sexy brunette at night." Wow, he is seriously trying to kill me. "None of it matters because every time I sleep with them, I'm picturing you."

             
I can feel his breath on my lips as the last few words leave his mouth. The last hurtful, confusing, unexpected words. I'm not sure if I should be jealous or mad, embarrassed or thrilled. I'm not sure what to think about any of those words. I'm all those things and more.

             
Before anything more is said, he ever so softly touches my lips with his own, then he backs away. I realize right then I'm gripping onto the arms of the chair, digging my nails into the fabric. He smiles in the smuggest of ways, then leans back against his desk.

             
"How does that make you feel Cassie? That I'm sleeping with dozens of women a week and picturing you as each and every one of them?"

             
My voice is hoarse when I reluctantly answer him. "Nervous." It's the most honest answer I can give him without going into depth.

             
He licks at his lips and my underwear dampens. It shouldn't, I know that, but it does. Something about him always turns me on. Actually, not just something, everything about him. His sultry voice, his sexy features, his perfect smile, his rugged muscles.

             
"Nervous huh?" His voice takes on a whole new level of confidence. He walks around my chair until he is directly behind me. His lips are close to my ear, causing massive goosebumps all over. "I like making you nervous Cassandra."

             
Oh wow, he shouldn't say my full name, not in that whisper. Not that close to my ear. No, not at all.

             
His hand starts to pull hair away from my neck. I'm not able to tell him no, or get up and run, or anything. I shouldn't be here, I should have never came. I should have emailed him, sent him a letter, kept trying to call. I should have never came to his office, especially alone. It was a mistake, a big one.

             
His lips brush the back of my neck and a moan involuntarily leaves my mouth. Pierce seems excited by that as he licks at my neck then bites down on it. Another moan leaves, even though I attempt to stop it. I start gripping into the arms of the chair once more and I have to squeeze my legs together.

             
He blows where he just licked, making all my tiny hairs stand on end. He is such a tease and I'm slowly losing all concentration. All thoughts and reasoning go out the window. I relax into his soft kisses, which make their way down my neck and onto my shoulder. He nibbles on my ear, sticking his tongue inside before sucking on the lobe. I shiver with excitement.

             
"You miss this, don't you Cassie?" He keeps repeating my name, and each time he does, my heart hammers a little harder. I'm going to end up having a heart attack at this point.

             
I don't say anything, I don't move. I just sit here and allow him to do things with his mouth he isn't supposed to do. His finger runs down my arm, then back up, repeating one more time. His mouth continues raining the lightest of kisses on my neck.

             
"You're not answering me. Do you like this Cassandra?"

             
I moan in response. I meant to say no, I really did, honestly.

             
"Mm, I thought so." He sucks on my ear and I tilt my head, giving him better access. His lips goes down and start to suck on my neck ever so softly. His hand makes its way down the front of my shirt and he runs his fingers over my bra, caressing my already hardened nipples. "Oh, baby girl, you're ready for me, aren't you?"

             
I nod my head. Then I mentally scold myself for not saying no. I can't. I can't stop this as much as I want to. As much as I know I should. This is stupid and I'm a horrible, horrible person. But I can't stop it. My body is betraying me, my brain is shut off, and my heart is going out of control.

             
His hand goes under my bra, and he squeezes my breast, making me moan once more, this time louder. I finally find the courage to speak, but the only word that comes out in his name. And it's hardly spoken, it's more whispered breathlessly.

             
He pulls on my nipple and bites down on the back of my neck again. "Do you want me to stop?" he asks.

             
Yes. "No." Dammit.

             
He pulls his hand away and I whimper. My shirt is missing a moment later.
Cassie, what the hell are you doing?!
Pierce steps in front of me and drops to his knees. He pulls my body closer to him, so his mouth is level with my breasts, which become bare in front of him. He takes my nipple in his mouth and I arch into him, wanting more, needing more.

             
My body naturally starts to grind into him, needing to be released from this built up sexual tension. He ignores me as he continues to assault my breasts with his mouth. His tongue starts traveling lower and I lay back in the chair, allowing him access to wherever he needs. My pants are on the floor, as well as my underwear, and I'm left sitting here, completely exposed to him.

             
"Oh Cassie, I've missed you." His lips start on one knee and he kisses and licks until he is mere inches from my hot, wet core. He starts on my other knee, repeating the process, only this time he doesn't stop. He spreads my legs open and licks my clit. I wasn't expecting that and I scream out his name.

             
My hands go to his hair, pulling and shoving his head, exactly where I need him as I grind my pussy against his mouth. He continues to lick and suck on me, pleasuring me with his mouth. As I'm about to come he suddenly stands up and drops his pants. "Stand up," he orders. I'm almost unable to, but he helps me up, turns me over and makes me bend over the chair.

             
He enters me from behind and my eyes roll back. I bite down on the back of the chair so I'm not too loud. He continuously thrusts into me, going so hard that I'm not able to stop myself from coming around his dick. He keeps going, building me up again almost immediately. His fingers find my clit and rubs against me until I'm coming a second time, the same time as I'm filled with Pierce's release.

             
He grunts. "Fuck, Cassie, shit." I'm convulsing beneath him, loving the feeling he just gave me.

             
He turns me around, placing me so I'm sitting in the chair again. He then leans down and pulls his dress slacks back up, buttoning them before tucking his dress shirt back in. He walks around the desk and sits down in his chair.

             
I'm still sitting here breathless, still completely exposed to him. He stares at me but that hunger is gone from his eyes. "You should probably get dressed and back to your boyfriend."