Using the Bad Boy

Chapter 14

  Georgia stripped as soon as she got back to her now even smaller looking home. After she had woken up in the largest bed she had ever been in, she had managed to find her way out of Lucas'  home and get herself into an Uber. 

  Why did the bad boy live in a mansion? How did the bad boy afford a mansion? She growled to herself as she made her way to the bathroom and turned on the shower. Stripping out of last nights clothes she let out an audible sigh when she stepped under the hot spray.

  What had she agreed to last night? She had been so wrapped up in Lucas she had been at the point of saying yes to anything he wanted. She washed herself with extra vigour before moving on to her hair. When she was finished she brushed her teeth then made her way into the bedroom to change for work.  

  She stared around her bedroom and felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she tried to see what Lucas must see. Her whole home could fit on his fucking sitting room, he must have been laughing internally at that every time he had come here. No wonder he was as demanding as he was, just a spoiled little rich kid always getting his own way.

  Well not this time, she smiled to herself. Nope she would fuck him when she wanted, she would be in control of this fuck buddy agreement. She needed to be careful though, he was a little too tempting and too good looking. She was not falling for this man, she was going to enjoy the fact that the man made her cum and then she would break it off get on with her life and find a guy to settle down with.

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  Georgia poured herself a large glass of wine, kicked off her shoes and slumped down on her sofa. That was the worst shift ever, it probably didn't help that she hadn't got much sleep the night before. Isla had been more chatty than usual, which was a relief because if she started asking about Lucas she wasn't sure what she would say. She felt her phone vibrate in her pocket and fished it out.

 Lucas: How was your day?

Georgia downed the glass of wine and poured herself another before answering. 

Georgia: Busy

Okay so she wasn't trying to be a bitch but she had said she didn't need a friend just orgasms and she didn't want to get feelings for him too fast she was very much enjoying the orgasms. She needed to maintain some boundaries. A knock sounded on her front door, she looked down at her phone contemplating how his day had been but thought better of it. Throwing the phone down she made her way to the door.

  Georgia opened the door and saw a very handsome, though slightly dishevelled Lucas standing there holding a delivery bag. He looked so good, he wore work trousers with a white crisp shirt that was rolled at the sleeves with a couple of his buttons undone. His hair looked like he had run his fingers through it repeatedly. He smiled tiredly holding up the brown bag in his hand.

   "I brought Chinese." He cocked his head to the side, she went to argue that she wasn't hungry but her stomach growled. She stepped aside to allow him in, she disappeared and poured herself another glass of wine and one for Lucas. As she made her way into the sitting room he had already started taking out different boxes and opening the lids, way too many choices but it pleased her, she loved to have a bit of everything. "I've not seen that smile before." He chuckled.

  She huffed and passed him the glass of wine she had poured him and sat next to him. "That's my I love food face." She told him. "I thought we agreed sex only Lucas." 

  "Yeah well I had a shit day, I knew you wouldn't have finished that long ago and it wasn't likely that you would have eaten and sex does make me feel better but I don't fancy doing that on an empty stomach so eat kitten." He explained taking a mouthful of wine passing her some chop sticks.

  "Shit day?" She repeated picking up one of the ribs and nearly groaning out loud at the taste, The were divine, she didn't see the smug smile he had at her question. 

   "My father is breathing down my neck about a merger we have, he wants it wrapped up quick but I don't trust the guy who owns the company we merging with but I can't put my finger on why." He sighed taking one of the ribs too.

   "So why is your father breathing down you neck about getting it done quickly?" She asked continuing to pick at the food, this had to be the best Chinese she'd ever had.

  "Money." He groaned. "We could lose a lot of money if I keep stalling."  

  "Do you need the money the merger will make?" She questioned, moving closer to him so she could reach the noodles.

  "No, well, I don't think we do but my father does like money." He responded passing her the noodles and watching her lips as she took a mouthful of them.  

  "So who runs the company, yours I mean? You or your father?" 

  "Apparently me."

"So tell your dad sorry but no thanks." She shrugged grabbing another rib. "I'm assuming you're good at what you do seen as you live in a fucking mansion so if you think there's something wrong with this guy then fuck him off." 

  "I'm trying He is stubborn." He chuckled. The ate in silence after that, it was a nice silence nothing awkward about it and she was pleased to see Lucas was looking more relaxed. She grabbed the bottle of wine from the kitchen and poured them another drink, she sat back down and popped her feet on the sofa, before Lucas picked them up and sat them on his lap, his fingers trailing up and down her leg. 

  "Other than the money have you asked you dad why he wants this merger to go ahead?" Georgia waited for him to respond, he looked cute with his eyebrows furrowed as he mulled her question over.

  "No, I guess I haven't I just assumed it was money based." 

  "Your father is obviously a good business man too so if you think there's something wrong he probably thinks it too so why would he push it?" She pondered aloud.

  "Perhaps I should set you on him." He sighed resting his hand on her thigh, he looked exhausted. 

  "Feel free." She laughed earning a smile from Lucas. She suddenly remembered how much she wasn't a business woman and her humble surroundings showed that.

  "What's wrong kitten?" He asked her.

  "It's just, well.." she trailed off looking around herself. "I'm not exactly living it up here." She rolled her eyes. He put down his glass and pulled her onto his lap, he cupped her face his thumbs tracing her cheek bones as he lent forward and kissed her forehead. 

  "It's perfect, I feel more relaxed here."