That's why I haven't talked to you today because I was on a flight home. After Chris dropped you girls here, he came to the airport and picked me up. I wanted to surprise you. So, surprise!"
"Wait ... so Sarah and Chris both knew you were coming home today?" I ask as they make their way over to us.
Aiden nods and Chris chuckles at my expense.
I lean into him and hug him tightly, suddenly feeling very sober.
"God, I missed you."
"I missed you too. Now stop with the tears and kiss me."
I lean up on my toes and kiss him with all the passion I can muster.
We stay and dance for another couple of hours until he can hardly keep his eyes open, and we make our way back to our apartment, where we spend the night making love. The next day is spent in full recovery mode from my gigantic hangover.
Chapter 7
Ilean in and kiss him gently, my head still slightly hurting from Saturday night. He exhales and rolls onto his back and I nuzzle my head into his chest.
"Why do we have to go to work?"
"We don't," I say cheekily.
"Oh, and what should we do instead?"
"How about this?" I slowly kiss his neck; he swallows a lump in his throat and exhales slightly.
"Yes, loving that."
"And, what about this?" I move my hand down his chiseled abdomen to his manhood, gently stroking its hard length.
He clears his throat. "Mmm, oh yes."
Turning on his side facing me, I continue to play with him. He moves in, kisses me, and places his hand down there, gently caressing me. Suddenly, his fingers are inside me. I roll onto my back in pleasure while he continues to deepen the kiss and moves in and out of me with his fingers. He cups my clitoris with his palm as he enters me. I moan with pleasure then the heat rises, as quickly as he started ... he stops. He kisses me on the forehead and gets up out of bed, leaving me panting and wanting more.
I throw a pillow at him as he makes his way to the closet.
"Tease," I call out.
"Payback's a bitch, isn't it?"
I huff. I lay there dissatisfied and completely and utterly aroused. "You're mean."
He walks out of the closet, holding a suit for himself and a skirt and top for me.
"Like I said, payback." He raises his eyebrows.
"Now I'm going to be turned on all day."
He pulls me up from the bed.
"Now you'll know what its like." A giant satisfied smile spreads over his face; I punch him in the arm and get dressed.
We have our usual toast and coffee breakfast and head down to the parking garage, greeting Mike, who is waiting.
"Morning, Miss Taylor, Mr. O'Connell." Mike opens the door, Aiden and I scoot in. I sit next to him, feeling extra clingy as I cuddle into his side. He wraps his arm around me, pulling me tightly nuzzling into my hair.
We arrive at work and make our way up the stairs, through the sliding doors, and into the main foyer.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Mr. O'Connell," Josie calls out from behind the desk.
"Thank you, Josie."
We reach the elevators, the doors open, and we step in. I fidget the whole way up. He stares at me with a crooked smile.
"It's almost painful, isn't it?"
I look at him, my brow creased in confusion.
"Being turned on and not being able to do anything about it. It's painful."
"Yes, it is!" I give him the evil eye.
The doors open, and Brielle is sitting at her desk. Alistair walks out and spots Aiden.
"Good, you're finally here."
"Father, we're not even late."
"Details, details. The Tokyo manager is coming in today to talk about the last phase of our acquisition. We need to get this shit organized." Alistair walks toward him, taking him by the arm and walks back to his office. Aiden looks back at me and winks.
I walk to my desk and turn on my computer. I shuffle in my seat, feeling very uncomfortable, almost unbearably so. I think I may have to relieve myself if this feeling doesn't calm down.
"What romantic plans do you guys have for tonight?" Brielle asks, intrigued.
I shrug and frown. "No idea, I don't think we're doing anything. Not that I know of
"Wait ... so Sarah and Chris both knew you were coming home today?" I ask as they make their way over to us.
Aiden nods and Chris chuckles at my expense.
I lean into him and hug him tightly, suddenly feeling very sober.
"God, I missed you."
"I missed you too. Now stop with the tears and kiss me."
I lean up on my toes and kiss him with all the passion I can muster.
We stay and dance for another couple of hours until he can hardly keep his eyes open, and we make our way back to our apartment, where we spend the night making love. The next day is spent in full recovery mode from my gigantic hangover.
Chapter 7
Ilean in and kiss him gently, my head still slightly hurting from Saturday night. He exhales and rolls onto his back and I nuzzle my head into his chest.
"Why do we have to go to work?"
"We don't," I say cheekily.
"Oh, and what should we do instead?"
"How about this?" I slowly kiss his neck; he swallows a lump in his throat and exhales slightly.
"Yes, loving that."
"And, what about this?" I move my hand down his chiseled abdomen to his manhood, gently stroking its hard length.
He clears his throat. "Mmm, oh yes."
Turning on his side facing me, I continue to play with him. He moves in, kisses me, and places his hand down there, gently caressing me. Suddenly, his fingers are inside me. I roll onto my back in pleasure while he continues to deepen the kiss and moves in and out of me with his fingers. He cups my clitoris with his palm as he enters me. I moan with pleasure then the heat rises, as quickly as he started ... he stops. He kisses me on the forehead and gets up out of bed, leaving me panting and wanting more.
I throw a pillow at him as he makes his way to the closet.
"Tease," I call out.
"Payback's a bitch, isn't it?"
I huff. I lay there dissatisfied and completely and utterly aroused. "You're mean."
He walks out of the closet, holding a suit for himself and a skirt and top for me.
"Like I said, payback." He raises his eyebrows.
"Now I'm going to be turned on all day."
He pulls me up from the bed.
"Now you'll know what its like." A giant satisfied smile spreads over his face; I punch him in the arm and get dressed.
We have our usual toast and coffee breakfast and head down to the parking garage, greeting Mike, who is waiting.
"Morning, Miss Taylor, Mr. O'Connell." Mike opens the door, Aiden and I scoot in. I sit next to him, feeling extra clingy as I cuddle into his side. He wraps his arm around me, pulling me tightly nuzzling into my hair.
We arrive at work and make our way up the stairs, through the sliding doors, and into the main foyer.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Mr. O'Connell," Josie calls out from behind the desk.
"Thank you, Josie."
We reach the elevators, the doors open, and we step in. I fidget the whole way up. He stares at me with a crooked smile.
"It's almost painful, isn't it?"
I look at him, my brow creased in confusion.
"Being turned on and not being able to do anything about it. It's painful."
"Yes, it is!" I give him the evil eye.
The doors open, and Brielle is sitting at her desk. Alistair walks out and spots Aiden.
"Good, you're finally here."
"Father, we're not even late."
"Details, details. The Tokyo manager is coming in today to talk about the last phase of our acquisition. We need to get this shit organized." Alistair walks toward him, taking him by the arm and walks back to his office. Aiden looks back at me and winks.
I walk to my desk and turn on my computer. I shuffle in my seat, feeling very uncomfortable, almost unbearably so. I think I may have to relieve myself if this feeling doesn't calm down.
"What romantic plans do you guys have for tonight?" Brielle asks, intrigued.
I shrug and frown. "No idea, I don't think we're doing anything. Not that I know of
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