The Carrero Effect - Falling for the Boss (Billionaire CEO) novel Chapter 312

Pleasure waving up his limbs and the amazing sensation of a hot wet mouth on a part of him that had been severely neglected. She was good at doing this and soon had him reaching that pinnacle of release far too quickly, he came in her mouth, and only for a second felt remorse at doing something so dirty to his beautiful angel. Looking down and seeing Brianne licking her lips back at him. He pushed down the surge of anger and looked away from her again. So goddamn conflicted.

Closing his eyes forcefully as she let her hand bring him back for a second round, her body fully naked now she had let her coat slide down to the floor, the motion of the car only added to how quickly she was getting him turned back on.

Deciding to take matters into his own hands he shoved her off him onto the seat. Facially she didn’t have Emma’s beauty, and he didn’t want to fuck anyone else. So, Jake did the only thing he could, he turned her around and pushed her hard against the seat with every intention of abusing this body until every part of his mind that wanted Emma in every way was satisfied. This is why he had chosen Brianne. From behind she was almost her, and she had no boundaries in the ways she would let him fuck her, she didn’t care how rough or how many times as long as it was him. Brianne was one of those all consumed by Jake kind of women and it would serve his purpose tonight. Pushing her into the leather he got up behind her and smacked her hard across the ass. Leaving his mark with satisfaction before leaning in to wipe Emma out of his head for good.

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“Take her home.” Jake barked at Jefferson as he got out of the car, Brianne tried to follow, but he pushed her back in by the face cruelly. He had screwed her mercilessly until he came and then he had bluntly told her that she wouldn’t be coming home with him. Jake was beyond pissed at himself right about now, and he needed to get the fuck away from her and out of these clothes. He felt dirty and angry and wanted to just go beat the shit out of any mother fucker who looked at him the wrong way.

Sex hadn’t done what he wanted—it had given him instant relief for the half hour car journey, he had kept her facing away and let out months of tension and frustration until she screamed. But then he had felt empty and fucked-up and just hated himself more than he did already. Emma wasn’t out of his head, instead he had made this a whole lot worse by fucking someone who could so easily be her in his memories and just added to his constant goddamn torture.

He was a complete idiot for choosing Brianne. He should have gone for tall, brunette and skinny as hell.

Brianne tried to grab at his wrist as he maneuvered away and he just glared at her coolly.

“It was a fuck, Brianne, let it go.” He yanked his hand free, and all but slammed the door in her face. Jefferson looked at him with a stern expression, but he ignored him. He was still drunk enough to fly off the handle and the last person in the world he wanted to hit was him. Jefferson said nothing but went back to his door and got in. Jake stalked across the car park and toward the elevator in a rage. He was home, back at his apartment yet he didn’t want to be here anymore.

He had royally just fucked himself up more in the head. Pressing his penthouse floor code into the keypad, he leaned back against the elevator with a sigh. He wouldn’t stay in New York, he would go stay with Arrick in LA for a few days and get his head straight. His brother was only young, but he had a wisdom that sometimes made more sense than Hunter’s. He knew women just as well as Jake did and maybe time with his brother and no women at all was what he really needed to do. Sex had cured nothing, just made him realize until he no longer loved Emma, then he would never want to have sex with another woman again. She was it for him, no one would ever compare, and until he stopped looking at her that way then he would forget about sex. Brianne was a mistake, and he had never felt this much regret and guilt in his life. It was eating at him mercilessly and all he wanted to do was pass out and forget all about it, forget the last half an hour and forget the one woman who relentlessly tortured his mind to near insanity.