Chapter 295 Inside You

Chapter 295 Inside You　　"What are you thinking about? Is something bothering you?" Tom asked when he noticed that Lucy had a slight frown on her face as they both walked into the bedroom. 

Lucy's brows creased as she turned to look at him, "Kind of."

"Is it still about Anita? Or is this something else?" He asked curiously.

"No. Not her," Lucy quickly assured him.

"So what is it then? Do you want to tell me about it?" He asked as he took her hand in his own and guided her to the couch in the bedroom, where they both sat down.

Lucy cleared her throat, "Uhm, do not take this the wrong way..." She started, and Tom gave her a nod to go ahead.

"I love you, and I love being intimate with you, but can we not do anything sexual for some time?" Lucy asked, and Tom watched her closely before giving her a nod.

"What do you mean by anything sexual?"

"You know... Like, no sex," Lucy swallowed as she said it, her heart beating fast. 

"Okay. How much time do you need?" Tom asked curiously. 

"Maybe a couple of days?"

"That's fine."

"That's fine? Just like that?" She asked with a slight frown. She had expected him to ask a lot of questions.

"Yeah. Do you want me to say something else?" He asked, and her frown deepened.

"Don't you want to know why I don't want anything sexual?" She asked, and Tom shrugged.

"Love, I'm sure you will tell me why if and when you want to. I don't want you to feel pressured..."

Lucy shook her head, cutting him off, "I don't feel pressured. Last night, you said it was my right to demand an answer when I need to be clear on something. It's your right to do that too," she reminded him, and Tom smiled.

"Yes, I'm aware of that. But then again, I wasn't worried about your request. Our relationship shouldn't be all about sex. I find you irresistible, and so it's possible I'm overdoing it. I understand if you find it overwhelming and need..."

"No. It's not overwhelming. I actually enjoy all of it. Maybe a lot more than I want to," Lucy cut in and let out a little sigh.

"So, what's the problem?" Tom asked, curious now.

"Look, I know that this might not make much sense to you, but I just need to be able to feel normal around you, especially when you touch me. We are going to be working together at the company, and I don't want to be worried about feeling hot and flustered every time you touch me in public," Lucy explained, and Tom grinned as he watched her babble on. 

He wanted to tell her that she wasn't supposed to feel normal around him, but he couldn't do that. As much as he didn't like it, she was someone that lived for her job, and he knew that she wouldn't like to hear that he was going to be a distraction to her around the office even though he was her boss. 

"Will it help if I tell you that you don't need to touch me to make me feel hot and flustered too?" He asked as he raised her palm to his lips, and Lucy smiled weakly when she felt the liquid heat wash over her body. This was the exact thing she was talking about.

"At least that isn't intentional on my part. That is your problem to solve, the same way I'm trying to solve mine," Lucy said with a shrug. 

"My problem to solve? Maybe I should avoid you while at the office. That should solve the problem," Tom suggested.

"If that will help, we should do it," Lucy said with a nod, and Tom groaned in frustration.

"No, Love. I'm just trying to say that none of that will help. I can promise not to touch you or have sex with you unless you beg me to. But I can also assure you that I don't need to touch you to make you feel hot and flustered either. So if that's the reason you want to stay off sex, you will have to find your way around it."

"And what makes you think I will beg you to touch me?" Lucy asked suspiciously, and Tom shrugged. He doubted that she knew that physical contact was one of her love languages. 

"Listen, I will do my best to keep my distance and keep my hands to myself until you want them on you," he promised as he walked away from her, putting some distance between them.

"That doesn't mean you won't do what I want for the week as planned," Tom reminded her with a smirk, "Now let's get ready to join the others."

Lucy cleared her throat, "There is something else I want to talk about," she said, and Tom raised a brow. 

"Okay, I'm listening," he said as he sat down on the edge of the bed opposite her and looked at her. 

"I'd like to move back to my office tomorrow," she said, and Tom frowned. 

"Why?"

"Because it is my office. I was transferred here as a director, not your personal assistant. And if you will agree with me, your decision to make a director your personal assistant wasn't exactly a logical one. I'm sure by now everyone thinks you used that as an excuse to have an office romance with your girlfriend, and it doesn't tell well of you," Lucy pointed out as she stood up and walked over to where he was. 

"Don't come close. I can't keep my hands away if you do," Tom warned, and Lucy frowned as she stopped in her track.

"I said we should avoid sexual stuff, not stop physical contact altogether," Lucy complained.

"Yeah. And you also said that every time I touch you, you feel warm and fuzzy..."

"I said, flustered, not fuzzy," Lucy corrected.

"Same difference."

"But I can touch you, can't I?" Lucy asked, and Tom chuckled. 

"No, you can't. If you touch me, I'd want to touch you too, and when I touch you, you feel warm, fuzzy, and flustered, and you don't want that. So it would be best if you kept your hands to yourself," Tom said, making her scowl. 

"You easily agreed to what I said because you don't think I can keep my hands from you, didn't you?" Lucy asked suspiciously, and Tom smirked. 

"It's not about what I think. It's about what you want," Tom said as he continued to watch her, wondering how he was going to be able to keep his hands off her much longer when he was already itching to hold her. 

"Whatever. So about returning to my office..."

"I asked Harry to become my Co-CEO," Tom said, and Lucy smiled.

"That is great. He has been doing a great job, and the title suits him more. You know, when I first started working at I-Global, I thought he was the CEO," Lucy said, and Tom gave her a nod.

"Yeah. When he agrees to fill the position, I will require a real assistant," Tom pointed out. 

"Oh!"

"Yes," Tom said as he watched her. 

"But I'm a director. I can't."

"I wasn't asking you to be my assistant. I'm just saying that it's fine if you want to return to your team since someone else will be occupying that office soon. Although I don't like most of the people on your team, you can return to your office tomorrow. I'm sure they know better than to say or do anything that would cost them their job," Tom said with a disapproving scowl when he recalled the conversation he had overheard the other day. 

"So you're going to get an assistant? Is it going to be a male or female?" Lucy asked, not sure she liked the idea of a female assistant who would be going everywhere with Tom.

Tom chuckled when he saw the slight crease on her brow, "I take it you want a male assistant for me. A male it is then."

Oh! He wanted a female assistant? "Don't mind me and just do what you want. You can get a female if that's what you want." Lucy said, and Tom chuckled as he shook his head. 

"I don't want a female assistant, Lu. Both for your sake and mine," he assured her, and Lucy looked away, embarrassed that he had seen through her. 

"Would you like to sit in during the interview process just to make sure that the male candidates are straight and there are no females amongst them disguising to be male?" Tom asked in a teasing tone, and Lucy giggled.

"Should I just do that then? I could even pat them down before the interview just to be sure," Lucy joked, and Tom chuckled as he watched her. 

"I'm going to miss having you next to me in my office," Tom said, and Lucy smiled.

"I still can't believe you pulled that stunt, and I fell for it. What was I thinking? A CEO choosing to punish a director because she doesn't like her driver?" Lucy asked, facepalming herself, and Tom laughed, making her glare at him.

"I'm sorry. You were just desperate to keep your job. Else, you probably would have caught on."

"Thinking about it now, you did do a lot of ridiculous stuff. Having the company shut down at closing hours because I worked overtime and kept you waiting, restricting employees from leaving the company's premises with extra work just so that I wouldn't take work home and be bored, making me wear my hair down and take off my glasses, and then that hideous costume. I can't believe that Harry actually let you do all of that around the office just to woo a lady," Lucy said with a shake of her head.

"To woo you, you mean? Nothing stops you from saying, 'I can't believe Harry let you do all of that just to woo me.' I did all of that to get close to you, to know you, and to win your heart. I'm sorry for all the silly things I did and said back then," Tom said apologetically, and Lucy smiled. 

"Yeah, even though you were trying so hard to be a bad boy, I saw through you. You're one lucky man, you know?" Lucy asked as she moved closer to him.

"Yeah. I'm very lucky to still have you in my life despite my screw-up. If you take a step closer, I'll take it that you agree to take back what you said earlier, and I'm not going to keep my hands to myself anymore," Tom warned when she stopped just an arm's length away from him.

"Okay, how about you only keep your hands to yourself when we are in public? When we are alone, we don't have to keep our hands to ourselves. I want to hug you now, please?" Lucy asked, making a cute face, and Tom shook his head.

"I don't think I can ever say no to you," Tom said, making Lucy grin as she went to where he was seated and placed both arms around his neck. 

"You shouldn't ever say no," she said as she embraced him, and Tom rested his head on her chest as his hands automatically moved to her waist and ran up her back, making her sigh.

"Jewel?" Tom called softly as he broke the hug and pulled away to look into her face. 

"Hm?"

"I still feel really guilty about how I deceived you. I'm very sorry I did that to you," Tom said apologetically, and Lucy smiled.

"Then you should make it up to me by never lying to me again," she said as she lowered her lips to his. 

Although she still felt very embarrassed by how she had fallen for it all, she tried to see things from his perspective. She knew that even though he was sorry, he didn't regret it. And somehow, even though she did not like what he had done, she also did not regret it because she knew that there was no way she would have ever let him get that close to her if he had walked up to her directly. 

Tom held himself back as she kissed him softly, and he groaned when she deepened the kiss by pushing her tongue into his mouth. Tom pushed her away from him gently, "We have to join the others for dinner. We won't be able to do that if I let you keep that up," Tom said in a husky voice as he stood up.

Laughter gleamed in Lucy's eyes when she saw the bulge in his sweatpants, and she stuck her tongue in her cheek as she put some distance between them. Good thing that his arousal was more visible than hers. That was what he got for making her uncomfortable earlier.

"By the way, what was it you wanted me to wear?" 

"Yeah, about that. Come over here," Tom said as he walked into the closet, and Lucy followed him into the closet.

She watched as he brought out a box from the top of his shoe shelf, and when he opened it, her eyes rounded in surprise when she saw different sex toys inside.

"Here, these are some of the receipts. Should put your mind at ease," Tom said, wanting her to confirm the day of purchase. 

"I don't think I need to see that to know you were telling me the truth. What did you get all these for?" Lucy asked as she looked at the box's content, most of which she had never seen nor had any idea what they were used for. 

"To pleasure you, of course," Tom said as he picked out an egg-shaped vibrator from the box, "This is it. I want you to insert this inside," Tom said, making Lucy's eyes round in surprise.

"Inside? Insert this inside where?" She asked as she looked from the egg-shaped vibrator to Tom.

"Inside you."