Billionaire's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31 “Fuck that feels good.” His touch became even harder as we pushed against each other. I couldn’t speak anymore, the feeling was too overpowering as I started having trouble moving, and then I couldn’t move at all. Suddenly I began writhing underneath him and putting my hand on his chest. I pushed my head back against the pillow and then was turning my head from side to side involuntarily as my body spasmed, squeezing down hard on his shaft even tighter as I came. I could barely make out his face through the haze, biting his lip and moaning slightly. He let go of my ankles and I held him close, unbelievably, still cumming as his body started jerking. We moved together as we kissed passionately. I pushed against him as he shuddered all over, enjoying the last few shivers going through our bodies at the same time as we caught our breath and my eyes started readjusting. Suddenly, there comes a loud knock on the door and we both jolt up in surprise. “Mr. Brown. Your three o’clock meeting is about to begin in the boardroom.” “Shit!” Dave exclaims, jumping up to put his pants and trousers back on. I cannot help but laugh at the sight of him.

“It’s not funny, Chelsea,” he says with a chuckle and places a small kiss on my forehead. “Come in, it kind of is,” I quip, following suit by getting dressed quickly. He places one last quick kiss on my lips while I head towards the door, adjusting my clothes just before I open it and step out.

Luckily for me, all my tasks have been completed for the day and I do not have to hang around for Diane to come asking questions with that attitude of hers.

I gather up my things from my desk and make my way downstairs. A part of me almost does not want to leave. I would have liked to stay until Dave finished his meeting and we headed to Sebastian’s mansion together. No, better yet, I want to still be laying with him in his office, wrapped in his arms and listening to each beat of his heart.

“Miss Chelsea, Mr. Brown is downstairs. He would like to see you.”

I freeze at the sound of Marcel’s voice outside my door. I have been locked in my room since I returned from the mansion a few hours ago, away from the prying eyes of my sister.

But I am not ready to face Dave or anyone else.

I need more time to think about what just happened back at the office.

I need more time to process my feelings. I need more time to figure out what the hell I just slept with my soon-to-be stepbrother.

What I did was so uncharacteristic that it has left me somewhat ashamed. Having sex in my boss’s office, with my boss, my ex, in the middle of the day was for slutty secretaries.

“Miss Chelsea?” Marcel repeats when I do not answer

I have no idea what Dave wants to say to me, but I know he is not accustomed to waiting. It is only a matter of time before he bypasses Marcel and knocks on my door himself.

“Tell him I will be down soon,” I call out, trying to sound indifferent. I cannot risk Dave being up here in my room. Not in such an intimate setting. It would be too tempting for both of us.

Composing myself and taking a few deep, calm breaths, I venture downstairs.

When I approach the top of the staircase, my pulse quickens. Just this morning, I blasted her for being a trophy wife and ridiculed her for being engaged to a billionaire like Sebastian. And now, here I am, falling hard for Dave again while being his PA.

Perhaps Christie and I are not so different after all?