All Chapters of SELFISH AMBITION : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

31 Chapters

Ch 21 Picnic for two

Reed POV I leave Emily alone to her thoughts while I lay out the plaid blanket, grabbing the charcuterie snacks packed away in silence from earlier. Fruit, cheese, nuts, and crackers. While I lay them about the blanket, I get going on a fire. It’s chilly out but in order to sear us some steaks I’ll need a source of heat. I gather some branches and foliage from the tree line that are dry enough and place them in a teepee shape to hold a flame. Next I set up my portable A-frame grate and expose the meat to the cool air. Some salt. Rosemary, and butter will do nicely. While I try to catch a flame I look over and see Emily sitting on the hill looking out over the water. Dazed and exhausted. Good thing I packed extra blankets. I think to myself. The meat will take some time to Cook, so I take advantage of the silence to go and grab more firewood that will be needed to keep the fire alive. A bundle of logs should do the trick. Next step, our little Ecuadorian packets of hot coc

Ch 22 Like her first time

Reeds POV Kissing Emily should be a sin, I move on from her wet lips, sucking on every last bit of cocoa left. Moving my jaw down to her neck to plant ecstasy in excitement. I want her bad….there is no reason to keep us from joining each other in desire. Except this time I won’t take her so harshly. It will be like her first time should have been. I lose train of thought as she pulls her Cold hands into my waist band. wrapping around me and sending chills of desire down my spine. The woman knows how to light a match I’ll give her that. Her confidence is impressive as she strokes my length. I’m damn proud of that length too. The feeling I can expel from her body is next to heaven. I start working at her neck more eagerly. Determined to make her wild for me this time. Sucking at her to only let off and let the cold air send shivers down her spine from where the warmth was. Working my hand up her back to grab at her some more before kneading at her mounds of luscious pi

Ch. 23 Target Locked

Reeds POV I linger over Emily a little longer. Before taking removing myself from her. Partially because I’m exhausted and partially because she’s to tight it almost hurts to pull out. Fuck, I haven’t felt anything like this before. She just milked my cock and I spilled everything inside of her. The wind catches me under the blanket and I collapse down beside her. She’s already snoring softly. I smile to myself. Happy that this time it wasn’t as dominating as before and decide to close my eyes next to her. I curl her closer into my chest for warmth and let my eyes close heavy . Sleep beside her is a peace that I could use to. A feeling I don’t fully understand but also don’t want to let it go. I don’t know much about her, or what she wants but I’m going to do my damn best to figure it out. As I lay here, drifting in and out of sleep k listen to the waves of the water, the wind in the leaves, cackling of the fire and the clunk of a mug-I jump on to my feet fully alert that we’

Ch. 24 Revelation

Reeds POVEmily and I rode in silence for a while until she slumped back to me while looking at the stars. Finally back asleep. Now it’s just me and my own thoughts to ponder on the ride. I don’t mind it, in fact I welcome the silence of it. Normally I would let my ambitions fill my head with ways to execute the chaos that I employ. In fact all my financial endeavors have always been my mission. Keeping me from spiraling into an emotional purgatory. The kind of place where men find themselves trapped in the tangled grips of female companionship and are forced into relationships that demand work and respect. My lifestyle is not that of a respectable husband. I dominate business, control and power, not romance. Ever since my late wife I’ve been on the road of selfish desires taking what I want. Not feeding into women, lies, or the traps of exclusive relationships. Sure I’ve had my fun, but after everything my wife had endured emotionally…. I never wanted to do that again to anyone.

Ch. 25 Honeymoons Over

Emily’s POV I woke up to golden sun rays glimmering in through the picture window. Arms and legs intertwined in the blankets of the same bed as before. His bed. Still drenched in his all consuming aroma and no longer tainted by the wild fresh air. Thankfully, I slept so heavy that the day doesn’t feel like a demand to be met or a chore to be done. Yet… I lay there for a while longer stretching out, curling my toes and rolling to my side. Taking time to be still and feel like this moment is entitled. Reminding myself that I don’t have to earn a slow morning. I roll again, this time into the warmth of another body next to mine and pull myself in, breathing deep. Reed is alluring even in his sleep. His snore is barely a murmur and it should be a felony for a man to be this sinful in my mind. I can’t help myself though. I want all of him. Yesterday, was a dream full of selfishness, laughter and calm chaos. A day where I really just felt like me. For once… Getting lost in memory I

Ch. 26 Through the Lens

Reeds POV The drive to Emily’s flat is all small talk. We exchange words over some coffee on the go, listening to music and sharing our love for alternative rock. Finally a woman with good taste. I’m not to sure about this Mittens but if he means that much to her I suppose I can come around. Emily’s loft is on the bay and overlooks the water. We take the elevator up after the bell hop expresses his concerns and says he’s glad she’s well. I was hoping she would have one more day with me to be selfish but now my priority is her safety and well being. My cousin won’t let go of her easily. Emily enters her door code, we walk in to the flat and immediately are bombarded by the smell of floral vomit. I don’t even have to ask, this is my cousins signature of love bombing. There has to be over a hundred boquets of flowers throughout the flat. Emily growls in frustration as each surface is covered while calling out for her cat. When she approaches the kitchen island a l

Chapter 27 Tell me your mine

Reeds POV Emily drops to her knees in front of me clutching my jeans to the mid point of my thighs. Her hands both locking in around my length, pressing her warm wet lips to me. “Fuck Em..” eyes rolling back. I stand there looking to the ceiling holding myself back for her, forgetting where I am while losing myself to her tongue dancing around me. She grabs at my ass with one hand between my thighs. Pulling me closer to take me all the way in. Practically choking on my cock and I throw my head back in agony. Wanting a release. Thats when i remember the cameras. “Damnit Em” I’ll be damned if my cousin gets to watch her like this. I pull my shirt off before deciding to give him the show he deserves.I grab Emily by the back of the neck pulling her off me as she slobbers all over me. And throw her across the bed on all fours.“Do you trust me Angel”? I ask bent over her whispering in her ear.I hear her gulp as she nods. “Say it”! I demand.“Yes” she chokes out and that’s enough f

Ch 28 Used

Emily’s POV I lay there for a moment longer. As the after quakes of my own orgasm continues to pulse through me. Reed knows how to make me bend to his will. It’s almost revolting how good he is in bed. I almost wish he wasn’t, now that I feel dirty with regret. I snap back to reality as I’m rolled on to my back like the sack of potatoes I am and he tugs his shirt off my head. My hair is wild and I can feel the redness of pleasure and embarrassment in my cheeks. “Let’s get going babe”. He hands me my pants and shirt. All business demeanor and urgency in hand. He called me babe…. And that’s when I feel the air shift. Thinking about it - him, me, my loft, his home, my fiancé, my family, May cat. Jesus. What the fuck am I doing. I circle over reality a moment longer while scanning the room to find Mittens as I’m getting dressed. That’s when I see a note across my night stand. My neighbor scribbled that she took my cat home with her in light of events. Saying it would be easier. No

Ch 29. Plotting

Emily’s POVThe engine of Reed’s sleek black SUV hummed low as we pulled away from the curb outside my loft. The towns lights streaked past in blurry lines, rain-slicked streets looked like fractured mirrors. I kept my eyes on the dashboard, fingers curled tight around the strap of my seatbelt across my chest. Anything to avoid looking at him…What the hell just happened?Reeds POVI replayed it in fragments, clinical almost, the way I’d dissect a bad investment pitch. Her body arching under me, the way she’d gasped my name like it was a curse and a prayer at the same time. The heat of her skin, slick and desperate. I’d meant to keep it controlled—hell, I’d meant to keep my distance entirely after the chaos of the last few days—but control had slipped the second her mouth found mine again. And now here we were, driving into the night like nothing had changed, when everything had.She was quiet beside me. Too quiet. The Emily I’d known before tonight—the polished, untouchable fiancée o

Ch 30. Plotting Lies

Emily’s POVThe vibration of the tires against asphalt felt like a pulse in my bones. Steady. Relentless. Reed drove with that same focused calm he brought to everything else—hands at ten and two, eyes on the road, jaw set like he was solving a puzzle only he could see.I kept my face turned toward the window, watching the city dissolve into black highway and occasional sodium glow. My reflection stared back, pale and unfamiliar. Who was that woman? The one who’d just let Reed fuck her senseless on her own bed, in the ruins of her old life? The one who’d come so hard she’d forgotten how to breathe?Regret tasted bitter, but it wasn’t the sharp kind. More like slow poison, seeping in. I’d wanted it. God help me, I’d wanted him. Still did, if I was honest. But wanting wasn’t the same as trusting. Or choosing.I shifted in the seat, the ache between my legs a reminder of his pleasure. My pleasure now though. I took control, didnt I? In that moment, I’d chosen. Not him, exactly—not the w

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