My CEO, My Temptation

Jessica

“Thank you, Dr. Sheridan.”

“You’re making progress, Jessica, small baby steps.”

Tyler was to my side soon as I was out of her office, he nodded at Dr. Sheridan. He was letting me have my space, didn’t discuss anything with her. The man was understanding and respecting my therapy time with my psychiatrist.

“So, I was thinking of getting a week off from work, and you’re not seeing Dr. Sheridan for another week. With that in mind, what would you say we if we go for a short trip?” he holds my hand in his and rubbed my knuckles with his thumb. Small little gestures, but he was showing me that he’s there, that he cares for me.

“… nothing too far, I’m thinking the quiet seaside, walk on the beach type of relaxation? nearby bed and breakfast with a full spa treatment? and if you’re bored we can go back and just lounged at my place and have our walk in the park date?”

I smiled at him, bit my lip, and nodded my head. Dr. Sheridan was just suggesting the same thing and with him, by my side, I think I can stop thinking about her.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Dr. Sheridan explained to me about Kayleigh, how people with DID might somehow get unnoticed by other people…”

Tyler took my hand and kissed my still bruised knuckles. He didn’t say anything, he waited then listen as I continue my words.

“Can we go and visit Kayleigh first?”

“Why don’t we visit her after we come back? give her some time to settle in her new environment?”

I know he’s right, my psychiatrist said the same thing. But I was worried for the real Kayleigh, the woman I’ve come to know for years, my best friend who helped me through my issues with my fucked up brother. I still couldn’t believe that Kayleigh was pregnant with Troy’s and that she has a multiple personality disorder.

“Okay. I guess I need a new PA now.”

“Why don’t we talk about work a week from now? but yeah you’ll need a new one.”

We were keeping the conversation light as we headed to Barney’s and had a nice lunch where Tyler was showing me his beach house photos on his phone.

“I like it, didn’t expect you to have a small cottage by the beach. I thought your style would be more like your bachelor pad.”

He chuckled and told me it may seem smaller in the pictures. I laughed and told him somehow I believe him.

“… you’re just not that kind of guy.”

“No, sadly I’m all about comfort.”

We leave Barney’s an hour later and he helped me pack my bags and we were off to his so-called seaside cottage. But I couldn’t stop laughing when we arrived in front of one of the biggest beach houses there.

“Those pictures can really fool you, but Tyler this is beautiful!” I looked at the big, yet surprisingly homey feel beach house.

“I’m glad you like it.” He kissed my cheek and put my hand on the crook of his arm as he ushered me to the front door.

“Is this another one of your bachelor pads?” I smiled asking when I saw a big pool table overlooking the beach in the middle of the living room.

“It really shows huh?” he draped his arm on my shoulder and kissed the top of my head.

“Why don’t you take a look around, I’ll get our bags and get us settled in.”

He left me to go back to the car while I decided to go outside then smiled when I saw the big pool overlooking the beach. I know his family is super rich, and I just realized that this is what Troy used to surround himself with. The friends, the lifestyle even from when he was still in school.

I didn’t understand why my brother’s name was the first thing I associate with when I see the lifestyle. It’s not that I hated it, it’s nice being one of the privileged people. But somehow it felt vain as if there’s so much more that I can do aside from overwhelming yourself with the pretentious image.

In a way, Tyler is very different from Troy. He walked like he owns them as if he didn’t need to say and show people that he’s one of those people.

“Hey, want some coffee, tea, or how about a cold beer?” he asked softly putting his hand to my waist.

“Cold beer, by the pool?

He was back inside to get the beer while I took off my flats and dipped my feet, sitting down by the edge of the pool and watching the beautiful beach landscape.

“So this is the party beach house?”

“God, I’m getting too old for that.” He laughed freely, rolled up his jeans, dipped his feet, and sits next to me.

He looked younger, more relaxed like he’s actually enjoying himself far from the CEO image he put up when he’s at the office.

“Thank you,” I started my words.

“Jessica, don’t… just enjoy the view, the man, and the pool.”

I laughed and drink the beer while he drinks his then draped his arm to my shoulder. We watched silently as the skyline was getting darker, the wave hitting the beach, hearing the ocean, and smelling the evening sea breeze.

It was a serene experience, and I snuggled closer to his side. The bottles were set aside and his hand rubbed my back sensually and we kissed when he turned to face me.

He was not pushing, it was the sweetest kiss we ever shared and I love him more because of it. But with him, sweet felt overrated that I need to feel more.

Tyler groaned when I pull him closer for a deeper kiss and whisper to take me inside and show me the bedroom.

He picked me up, carried me inside and stripped my clothes off, and did the same to his and I ended up naked and aroused under him.

“Tyler,” I moaned his name when he was licking my nipples and his hand was between my legs. He was sucking me harder and I was getting wetter from his finger play.

I lost it when he replace his fingers with his tongue and have me in his insatiable manner. My legs were parted and my back arched as I moaned louder.

“In me, please… I need you,” the emptiness was driving me crazy, he smirked when he teased his tip to my aching core.

“Now, all of you, I want to feel you… Tyler, please.” I need him bare, I need to feel closer, in my crazy mind I need his cum inside me I don’t even care anymore.

He’s all I want, he’s all I ever need.

The realization hits me and he looked into my eyes, his body tensed for a second but I could feel it when he trail his kisses to my neck then huskily said that he loves me.

“I love you. I’m yours, Jess. Yours.”

He took my leg and wrapped it to his waist and his dick stretches me and he kiss my moans away as my nails dig deeper into his back. I was feeling him, pulsating inside me then he start thrusting slower, driving me insane with lust.

“Harder, have me, please, Tyler,”

He relent and took my other leg to his chest, pushing himself deeper, pounding me hard and deep. My hands reached his back pulling him closer, while he grunts and gives me deeper harder thrusts. Over and over again.

I climaxed with him still inside me, he moaned when I clenched him tighter and pulsates around him.

“Jess, fuck… baby,”

He looked like he was losing his self-restraint when he groan louder, my legs gave up on me and he lay to his side and spooned me from behind. He pushed himself sideways while his hand wrapped me in his embrace.

“I love you, so fucking much. You’re going to be mine. Forever.”

His words lulled me, while his action was taking me to another high. The situation was too perfect, the desires were too enhanced that my words slipped out and I was feeling his sexy, tighter hold on me.

“Inside Tyler, cum inside me. Please.”

“Damn it, Jessica, I’m getting you a ring.”

“Tyler, baby, harder… more!” I was holding onto his arms while I think he was making his proposal. I was smiling widely biting my lip harder until we both climaxed and he pumped his cum inside me lazily.

“You should do better on your proposal, your mom might not agree in your way.” I turned and snuggled into his damp chest, still smiling thinking this is the man I’m going to spend the rest of my life with.

“I’ll try again, I love you, Jessica.”

“I love you too.”