She knew though, that if Blaze walked through that door, picked her up and tossed her on the bed, she’d gladly do whatever the hell he wanted her to, consequences be damned. She’d live with the regrets for the rest of her life. She’d lose her damn job. It would all be worth it.
Thankfully, he didn’t.
Thankfully, he left her alone to get dressed in silence.
Thankfully, when he did emerge from the bathroom, ten minutes later, he was wearing his jeans, his face was composed into a granite mask, and he looked every inch the asshole boss she saw every single day in the office. The guy used to barking commands and being obeyed. The kind of guy who would never be interested in her beyond what they’d just done.
Thankfully.
Except… she wasn’t thankful at all.
CHAPTER 16
Blaze
Blaze piloted them home because he had to or they wouldn’t get there anytime soon. He was sure Colette saw it as a necessary evil because she sat in her seat, her back ramrod straight, staring out at the scenery, even though he knew she didn’t like being up in the plane.
The turbulence was worse than it was on the flight that morning, though not anything out of the ordinary. He was used to flying. He’d had his own plane for nearly a decade. Right around the time he’d needed an escape. From everything.
For Colette though, it was a different experience. A new one, not to be trusted. Kind of like him.
After he’d dressed his ass and thrown some fresh bandages over his arms, they’d left the hotel in silence. They’d stayed that way as he returned the keys for the rental and led them back out to the hanger where he’d stashed his plane for the day.
Taking off was no different.
An hour into their flight time and she still hadn’t said a thing, as if ignoring him was her favorite pastime. She was really good at it, too. She should try out for the Ignore Your Boss Olympics Team. If there was such a thing, she’d be sure to win gold.
A bump jostled the plane and while it did absolutely nothing to alarm him, he glanced over and found Colette biting down hard on her plush bottom lip. He wanted to take that lip between his teeth and bite down for her. He wanted to taste her again. Wanted to do so much more than what they’d done. He’d just had the best BJ of his life, seriously, hands down, and he couldn’t stop thinking about getting her horizontal and fucking up into her until they were both a writhing, screaming mess.
Or the time after that, when he’d put his cock in her mouth after being inside of her and let her taste herself.
Or the next time, when he’d press his thumb between her tight, sweet ass cheeks and make her scream by playing with her rosebud as he hit every single nerve ending inside her tight, soaking wet heat.
Or the time after that, when he’d make sure that she didn’t leave until his sheets were soaked and she was a hot mess, flushed and spent on top of them.
Or maybe even the time after that, when she agreed to let him tie her to the bed.
Fuck. He was so seriously fucked.
There had always been something about Colette. Always. She’d tortured him right from the day she’d been hired, so young and fresh and ridiculously enthusiastic. Her beauty was easy, effortless, breathtaking, extraordinary, but that still didn’t explain why he’d been captivated by her. He wanted to tell her to release him from her spell, and in the next breath, he wanted to inform her that she was his and she better get used to the idea, but both those statements seemed overly aggressive, bordering on creep territory, so he bit down hard on the inside of his cheek until it ached like his arms did.
The plane rocked harder when they hit the next turbulent area and Colette barely managed to stifle a gasp. He heard her worried little intake of air and right after he’d steadied the plane, he reached over to her hands, which were locked in a death grip on her lap and set his on top.
She didn’t jerk away.
Which just proved how scared she was.
“We’ll be down on the ground soon enough.”
“Yeah. In a mangled heap, dead,” she shot back.
He flashed her a confident smile she didn’t turn to see. “Never. I’ve flown lots of times. Never crashed once.”
“Obviously. You’re still here alive, to tell the tale. Unfortunately for me, since you dragged me into this.”
“Harsh. I’m wounded, Colette. Really. After all the opportunity I’ve given you? You have your name out there. You have a portfolio. A good salary. Benefits. All without even lifting a finger to go and get some formal training.”