by K E Osborn
There are no scheduled meetings in the boardroom today, so Brielle shows me how to set it up for client meetings. It seems easy enough, and I'm grateful that Bree is here helping me though. The rest of the day is filled with answering phone calls, emails, arranging meetings, all the usual stuff. At five p.m., Aiden and Alistair come out of their offices. Brielle is packed up, all ready to go, as I finish off the last of my work.
"You did well today, son."
"Thank you, Father."
Alistair walks straight past, completely ignoring me. That's what he's been doing all day. I roll my eyes and stand up. Aiden walks to me, placing his arm around my waist, and we walk with Brielle to the elevator.
"Thanks again for all your help today," I say quietly to her, getting into the elevator.
"Aiden," Alistair shouts, making Brielle and me jump.
"Yes, Father?"
"Make sure she works quicker tomorrow, will you? We've important meetings, and I can't have her being slow and dim-witted."
I look at Aiden and see his face turning red. I take his hand and shake my head at him. He frowns at me but keeps quiet. I find it hard to believe that his father talks about me as though I'm not even in the same room. I swallow a lump in my throat. Brielle looks at me sympathetically. I shrug and she takes my other hand. The elevator chimes, and Alistair walks out ahead. We walk into the lobby. Aiden looks at me as Brielle lets my hand go and runs after her father.
"Jeni, what was that about?" Aiden asks me, sounding flustered.
"If you said something, it would've made matters worse."
"God, he's so frustrating. I really wonder why I work for him." We continue out the doors.
"He is who he is. I'm not going to let him get me down or get in between you two. He's your father. You shouldn't let it bother you either."
He exhales. "See, always keeping me focused."
We walk down the stairs to the parking garage where Mike is waiting for us; he opens the door for me to climb in, clumsily as usual. He slides in beside me and takes my hand in his.
"Jeni, I need to talk to Father. I need to tell him he can't talk to you or about you like that."
"It'll make matters worse. I can handle it. I think I can handle most things now, considering what we've just been through. After all, he's your father, and I need to harden up where he's concerned. I'm hoping he'll grow to like me, eventually."
He shakes his head. "I'm not happy with the way he's treating you, baby. I agree though. I'm sure he'll love you like I do eventually. He just has to get used to the idea that he's not the number one person in my life anymore. The minute you change your mind, let me know, and I'll let him have it."
"Deal!"
Chapter 4
We pull up, get out of the car, and walk to the elevator. Walking inside our apartment, I feel an overwhelming tiredness from a full day of work. I haven't had a full day's work since the end of last year, and my overall health has declined since then. We walk to our bedroom, and I throw myself down on the bed, kicking off my shoes.
"This working for a living is no fun."
"Tell me about it. It's hard work trying not to call you into my office to take advantage of you every five minutes."
My eyes widen. "Oh really?"
He grins mischievously. "Uh-huh." He raises his eyebrows up and down.
"Maybe we'll have to stay back one night after everyone has gone home, and you can take full advantage of me, on your desk, on your sofa, on the floor, on the—"
"How about I take full advantage of you now?"
"Seriously?"
"Nah, I'm tired."
"Thank God."
He chuckles. "Thank God you said, was it?"
I grin. "Yes."
"Oh really?"
"Mmm-hmm."
"I'll have to do something about that then," he says with a large grin. Suddenly he pounces on top of me, his weight holding me to the bed.
"You're in trouble, miss," he whispers in my ear.
I giggle. He moves his hands down my sides, gently stroking my skin. My body tingles in reaction; he slowly kisses my ear, moving his way down my neck to my collarbone. I exhale at his touch. His strong hands take hold of my hips. Abruptly, he starts to tickle my sides, holding me down with his weight. I laugh uncontrollably my legs squirming underneath him.
"Aiden!" I yell.
He chuckles with amusement. "I told you, you were in trouble."
"Aiden, stop!" I say, laughing.
He stops, gently moving in to kiss me.
"Thank God," I say again cheekily.
"You never learn, do you?" A smile beams across his face as he tickles me again, this time taking his weight off me and rolling me on top of him. He stops tickling me and holds me to him tightly. My arms rest on either side of his head while he moves in for yet another kiss.
"Moronic smartass man," I say with a grin. He chuckles and sets me down on the bed next to him. Eventually, we both get up and get changed into something more comfortable. Me into a little flowing black negligee and him into running shorts.
"Hmm, I like you in that, but I'll enjoy you out of that later," he says to me with his eyebrows raised.
I giggle and walk to the living room. "I like you in or out of anything."
I walk to the sofa, he follows, sitting down and takes the TV remote, turning it on. Sitting next to him, propping my back up on some cushions, I place my legs on his lap. He takes my feet to massage.
"Mmm, I could get used to this."
He works wonders with my sore arches as he gestures a kiss toward me. The evening news starts. I'm not watching. I'm more relaxing and enjoying my foot rub when I hear the news reporter start to talk about work.
"The financial corporation, O'Connell Finance, has finally caught the embezzler of the ten million dollars stolen from their company. Mr. Matthew Jones and his accomplice Miss Rachelle Sanderson were arrested and are currently in custody awaiting a trial date. Their lawyer is claiming Mr. Jones will plead insanity while the depth of Miss Sanderson's role in the scheme has not yet been announced. The original suspect, Mr. Aiden O'Connell, the son of the owner, was set free after being falsely accused and imprisoned for the crime. This is Rhonda Chimes reporting for Fox News."
I look at him; I decide not to say anything. I rest my head back down on the cushions and enjoy my foot massage.
"Time to cook dinner, I think," he says out of the blue, disturbing me from my relaxed state.
"What do you feel like?" I take my tired feet off his lap to get up.
"No, you lie here and relax, and I'll cook for us tonight."
"Sounds good to me." I sprawl out on the sofa.
He walks to the kitchen.
I wake to him gently kissing me on my lips.
"Wake up, dinner's ready."
I take a deep breath and sit up on the sofa. He walks toward the kitchen. Standing up, I walk into the dining area where I see a vase of flowers on the table.
"And, what are these for?" I ask him as he brings in our plates of food.
"When I was ... away, I missed a few bunches of flowers, so you get a make up bunch."
I shake my head. "They're beautiful, thank you. The food smells great, and this looks amazing."
He laughs at my use of our word amazing. Our meal is chicken breast wrapped in prosciutto with a creamy white wine sauce, garlic mashed potato, and broccolini."
He pours us both a glass of wine.
"That was amazing." I laugh at my overuse of that word again.
"Thanks, thought you would like it."
"You should cook every night."
"I can if you want me too. I honestly don't mind."
"Are you saying that because my cooking sucks?"
"Umm, no, maybe ... yeah," he says with a grin. "You do use the smoke detector as a guide when you're cooking steak."
"Shut up, it's not that bad." I say, laughing. "Fine, you can cook."
"Fine, I will," he says, mocking me, making me lau
gh.
We finish our wine and head to the living room. I sink into the sofa and he starts to massage my feet again. While he's channel surfing, my cell phone rings, startling me.
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.
