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

Chapter 301

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.

The Carrero Influence

~ The Elevator Scene ~

Jake walked out of the boardroom meeting without any clue as to what he had just sat and endured for the last hour. Margo had been glaring his way and nudging him with her foot under the table every few minutes and making him all the more aware of how ‘out of it’ he was. He had been this way ever since his father’s email had come in, informing him that Emma was back in his building; Back within reach and he had no idea how to handle it. He didn’t know if he should be happy or panicked that he could just see her around his building again, he wasn’t sure how the hell to feel about it but couldn’t deny the slight feeling of hope in his chest that he could bump into her.

If he was being honest, he hadn’t had his head in the game for weeks, not since he had sent her away and today was just another prime example of how ‘not well’ he was doing without her in his life.

Traipsing behind a couple of his colleagues toward the bank of elevators, he tried like hell to focus on his afternoon schedule. He knew he had a one-to-one with the head of finance over the Hunter-Carrero merger, but for the life of him, he couldn’t remember why.

“I’ll see you upstairs in a bit.” Margo smiled his way from walking beside him, she was rifling through files from the meeting and frowning his way.

“Where you going?” He looked at her blankly, trying like hell to act like a functioning human being instead of the mindless zombie of the past few days. Honestly … few weeks.

“To take these to Brandon.” She stared at him deadpan. “Your lawyer.” Again, staring like he had two heads. He just stared back completely clueless, and she sighed heavily.

“Well it’s just as well one of us was paying attention to the bloody contracts you just signed off on then, isn’t it? Jake, for the love of God, go see her, I don’t know how much more of this I can endure.” She gave him a stern look, sighed, and kissed him on the cheek in her motherly fashion before smoothing down his lapel with her free hand and waving as she walked off. He watched her go feeling even more space cadet and completely out of touch with reality.

So, you signed off on contracts? Idiot!

He heard the elevator ping and open somewhere in front of the men crowding before him and watched them all file into it, sighing and looking back toward Margo for a moment as she disappeared down the hall, he contemplated if she was right. If seeing Emma again would get him out of this funk or if it would just make it all worse. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

God, he missed her so fucking much.