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Authors: K E Osborn

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I jump up and race to the phone in the bedroom. I pull it out of my bag, and without checking who it is, I answer.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Jen Pen, just checking in. How's things?"

"Hey, Sez, things are good, really good. Went back to work today."

"Cool, how did that go?"

"Aiden got promoted to vice president."

"That's great. Sooo, Chris is practically living here, and I was wondering, would it be okay with you if I asked him to move in?"

"Sarah, it's your house and your boyfriend. If you want him to move in, you don't have to ask me."

"I know, but I wanted to make sure you were fine with it, 'cause, you know, you still have a room here if you ever need it. I mean, some of your stuff is still here. It's still as much your house as it's mine, you know what I mean?"

"I know what you mean. He was practically moved in when I was living there; why not make it official." I hear her exhale on the other end. "Are you alright, Sarah?"

"Yeah, it's a big step, you know. I haven't had a live-in boyfriend before, and it's kind of scary."

"Sarah Carlisle, you're a grown woman, and he practically lives there anyway. How will it be any different?"

"Yeah, you're right."

"Do what you feel is right, Sez. If you think it's too soon for him to move in, then don't ask him, but if you're ready for a commitment, which I know is what you've been waiting for, then do it."

"I knew I could count on you to bring some sense to it, thank you. Say hi to Aiden for me. I have to go tell my boyfriend he can move in."

"You go, girl. And tell Chris I said hi."

"Will do, thank you, love you."

"Love you too."

I hang up my cell and make my way back into the living room, where he is chuckling at something on the TV. "Sarah's asking Chris to move in with her."

"That's great news."

I sit back down on the sofa, and this time I cuddle into him, feeling slightly emotional. I'm so grateful to have him in my life.

***

"You're very cuddly this morning."

I start to wonder why I'm feeling extra cuddly today. My emotions seem to be more heightened and running riot lately. We lay cuddling for a while until I finally move and start our morning routine. He sits up in bed. I make my way back, laying his suit on the bed. He exhales, gets up, and is standing next to me completely naked. He leans into me to pick up his suit off the bed as he brushes his morning erection against my leg.

"Behave."

He raises his eyebrows insinuatingly, while I roll my eyes and shake my head. He chuckles, putting on his suit pants, followed by his shirt and tie. I put on some black pants and a blue button-up top.

"You do wear a suit well, you know."

He straightens his tie and blows me a kiss.

"The suit would look even better on the floor."

"Jenifer Taylor!"

I can't help but laugh at him while he makes his way over to me seductively.

"You. Are. Trouble, missy." He, moves so close and grazes me as he walks past.

"Hey." He walks out the room. "
Tease!
" I yell out.

He laughs and turns around, walking back in the room.

"A tease you said, was it?" he asks striding towards me. He looks so
fucking
handsome in his suit, and the way he's walking toward me so confidently is doing things to me. My breathing quickens when he reaches me and puts his hands on my hips, pulling me to him. I giggle as his lust-filled, bright blue eyes stare deeply into mine. He places a piece of hair behind my ear. He moves in slowly, brushing his lips so lightly over mine it leaves me wanting more. I start to feel weak under his spell. His hand tightens on my hip as my arms reach up and find their way around his neck, pulling him into me. I can't resist any longer. I move my lips to his forcefully, taking him by surprise. I hear him chuckle through my kiss, which now seems desperate. I'm desperate for him, I need him, and I need him now.

My mouth opens to let my tongue caress his while my hands fist in his hair. He tries to soften the kiss, but it's too late to go back now. I have to be with him. I pull him back to me and deepen the kiss. My breathing quickens as he succumbs to my seduction. His hands moving to my ass, gripping my cheeks tightly. I moan as he's overcome with lust. His tongue finds mine as we're locked together. He moves forward toward the bed, and I stumble being forced backward. His hands grip my ass tightly. He pulls me up so my legs wrap around his waist. This is hot. I'm so turned on right now it's like my hormones are running rampant.

"Oh, Aiden," I moan. He walks, carrying me and I think we're heading for the bed when I suddenly feel him sit me down on top of the dresser. My breathing is erratic, his lips part from mine. He looks into my eyes as he catches his breath.

"You. Are. Trouble."

I smirk as he moves in between my legs and I move my hands to his tie, undoing it and pulling it from his neck.

"We have to make this quick."

He moves back into kiss me as we frantically undo each other's shirt buttons. He shrugs out of his shirt at the same time I pull mine off. He makes quick work of undoing my pants and pulling them and my panties off at the same time. He comes back in kissing me forcefully. I sit on our dresser panting with want. His hand moves down
there
, and the touch of his fingers makes me crazy. His touch is electrifying, and it's like all my nerves are hypersensitive. His finger finds its way to my clitoris, his tongue finds mine again. I moan, his finger circles on me, working me up quickly.

"Oh God!" I moan, in response.

He moves his finger on me faster and faster. Everything is happening so quickly that I can barely stand the pleasure that's unfolding. My breathing hitches, his touch making me shake involuntarily. I grab hold of his shoulder blades, digging my nails into his flesh while he kisses me strongly. He rotates his finger on my clitoris one last time before I turn animalistic. This is primal, a primal need to have him inside of me. I moan moving my hands to his pants to free his erection. His pants fall to the floor, catching at his ankles. He kisses me harder, I open my legs wider and grab onto his ass, pulling him so close I can feel his head at my entrance. I almost climax at that feeling I want him so badly. He moves his hands under my ass as his rapid breathing mixes with my moans. He pulls me toward him, sliding me slightly on the dresser top. I'm sitting right on the edge when he plunges deep into me, pulling me toward him by my ass. I moan loudly causing him to start a hard and fast rhythm. My hands grip tightly to his shoulder blades as he pounds into me. This is what I needed. The feeling is so powerful it's like everything is heightened, and the pleasure is tenfold while he thrusts in and out of me. His deep, throaty moans on every exhale are making me crazy. I feel the heat rise. My head falls back, breaking our kiss. He moves to my throat, kissing and sucking as my back arches. I can feel it. This is intense, and my body starts to quiver, thrusting again, he sends me over the edge. I climax loudly as our animal instincts take over. I tighten my legs around him. He lightly bites my neck when he's overcome by his pleasure. He pounds into me deeper. The dresser creaks with our frantic movements. Bottles of my perfume fall to the floor as he thrusts into me relentlessly.

"Oh, Jeni baby," he moans into my neck.

My breath catches again. The movement of him inside me makes me tighten around him. He moans a low growl, his hands tighten on my ass cheeks, clenching so tight I'm sure it'll bruise. Suddenly he pulls me from the dresser, supporting my weight, and pushes me against the wall. His face scrunches in that delicious way as he holds me against the wall, pounding into me. I moan while he thrusts in and out, pulling me on and off him. His strength astounds me and I take hold of his bulging biceps.

"Ahh, Aiden, I'm so close," I moan as he thrusts into me again. He's breathing so heavily it sounds like he's running a marathon.

"Come with me, baby," he moans. He thrusts deeply into me, my back pounding against the wall with each thrust. I can feel it. The heat rises, and my breathing hitches. His face clenches, and I tighten around him. Both our bodies start to quiver from the undeniable pleasure unfolding within us as we hit the high.

"Ohh," we both moan when we come together, feeling the immense pleasure engulfing us. He jolts into me a few times while he finishes unloading into me. I sag in his grip. I'm spent. Our breathing slows as he carries me, his hands under my ass, back to our bed, his pants dragging behind him at one ankle. He lays me on the mattress and then lies down next to me.

"That was ..."

"Yeah, it was."

He leans over and kisses my temple. I lay practically naked except for my bra.

"You were really enjoying that, weren't you?"

"Yeah, it's weird. I was so sensitive, and every time you touched me, it drove me crazy. Let's do it again."

He laughs and looks over to the bedside clock. "
Fuck
! Jeni, we have to go. We're going to be so late for work." He kisses me and sits up on the bed. I casually look at the time, eight fifty-seven. We
are
going to be late for work.

"Our shower better be really quick then." I sit up and undo my bra.

"We don't have time for a shower. It doesn't matter; it means I'll be able to smell you on me all day."

"Won't that just make you horny?" I walk over to my work clothes sprawled out all over the floor.

"Probably, c'mon, let's go." He pulls up his pants and reaches for his shirt.

"Oh, Aiden."

"Yes?"

"You have lipstick on your mouth."

He smiles and kisses me one last time.

***

We pull up, and Mike opens the door for us. Aiden takes my hand as usual and helps me out of the car. In my rush to get out, my foot grazes the floor mat and trips me up, making me fall headfirst, straight into him. He catches me and helps me stand upright. I sigh when I see Mike trying not to smile. I can't help but laugh at myself and my clumsiness.

"I know, I know, always the entertainer, right?"

He gestures like he's zipping his mouth shut. We make our way up the stairs and into the foyer where Josie,
again,
looks at Aiden lovingly and eyes me cautiously.

"I think she's totally in love with you." I get into the elevator, while he looks over to her and grins.

"
Morning, Mr. O'Connell,
" she yells out before the doors close.

I take his hand so she sees, and he shakes his head. She frowns and exhales.

"You're mean."

"No, I'm not; I'm showing her what's mine."

"I'm yours, am I?"

"No
shit
Sherlock, you better be."

"Okay, okay, I got it."

I lean up and kiss him on the lips. He pulls me close to him, kissing me strongly, his tongue entering my mouth, his hand caressing my face, the other holding my hand. I feel my core reacting with the need to be with him again. I kiss him back strongly. The elevator chimes, but he doesn't let go of me like I thought he would. The doors open, and Alistair and Brielle are standing in the foyer waiting for us, because we're now half an hour late.

"Uh-hum." Brielle clears her throat. We part, and I stand back, feeling somewhat embarrassed looking down at my shoes. I hear a loud huff as we walk out of the elevator and past Alistair. I can't look at him. I'm scared of what I'll see.

"Father."

We walk past Alistair, hand in hand to my desk. Still looking down, I sit down and turn on my computer. Aiden continues to his office.

"
Aiden! My office, now,
" Alistair yells, making me jump. Alistair starts to walk toward his office; Aiden follows and shuts the door.

Oh crap. I wonder what's going to be said. I sigh and look over at Brielle, who's smiling.

"You two are cute."

"Thanks, I didn't mean to still be kissing him when the elevator door opened. Do you think your father's mad?"

"Hmm, yeah, I'd say so."

I hear a muffled conversation coming from Alistair's office. I can't quite make out what's being said, but it does get louder and louder, making the conversation crystal clear.

"This is a place of work, not a brothel! You should know better. What if the clients arrived early and saw your little stunt?"

"Right, so now Jeni's a hooker? Nice, Father!"

"She may as well be, and a bad one at that. She isn't even pretty, son. Remember what I said. Women are conveniences, and one you don't need right now. Now is your time to shine at work, not in the bedroom."

"
Oh my god,
what is wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me? It's
her.
That's what's wrong with me. You're so good at what you do. You're extremely clever, son, with a very bright future ahead of you. She's a distraction. You don't need a distraction in your life, especially a woman; they're more trouble than they're worth. Trust me, Aiden; I know what I'm talking about. You need to get rid of her now. I don't mind her being your PA, if she's good at it, but this whole girlfriend business has got to stop right now."

"
Father, stop!
She has a name. It's Jeni. She's the love of my life, and I'm not going to give her up. We live together. She's more than just a fling. Love does exist. It's not a convenience, as you so badly put it. Get over it because if you don't, I'm gone."

I look at Brielle in a state of shock and feel tears welling in my eyes.

"What do you mean, you're gone?"

"I mean if you keep this up, I
will
quit."

"Ha, then you'll both be jobless. You won't quit, boy. You don't have it in you."

Brielle stands up and rushes to the door before Aiden says something he'll regret. She swings the door open.

"That's enough, you two. We can hear you out here, and I'm sure three floors down can hear you too. The Andersons will be here soon."

Aiden looks at me. I try not to cry, but I'm feeling overly emotional. I look away from him and concentrate on my computer. My bottom lip quivers as I try to control myself. He walks out of his father's office and slams the door shut, leaving Brielle and Alistair in there.

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