Three hours later, Emily stretched her arms over her head, feeling the satisfying pop of her spine. The office was quiet, most employees having left for the day. She glanced at the clock - 5:30pm. Not bad, considering the chaos of the day."Finally," Sophia groaned from the doorway, slumping dramatically against the frame. "I thought those flyers would never arrive. My eyes are crossing from all the proofing."Emily smirked, gathering her things. "Drama queen. At least we got it done. Are you ready for tomorrow's flyer blitz?""As I'll ever be," Sophia replied, following Emily out. "Though I still say we should've hired some interns for this grunt work.""And miss out on all the fun?" Emily teased, locking her office door. "Besides, nothing says ‘fun day out’ like paper cuts and sore feet."They made their way to the elevator, Emily's mind already drifting to the evening ahead. Lucas would be at her place soon, if he wasn't there already. The thought sent a pleasant thrill through her
When the last bite was gone, Emily stood, gathering the plates. "Alright, lover boy. Decision time."Lucas raised an eyebrow, intrigue sparking in his eyes. "Oh?"She leaned against the counter, purposely arching her back just enough to make the babydoll ride up. "I've got a chocolate gateau chilling in the fridge. Question is, do you want that now, or are you too... distracted for dessert?"Lucas' eyes darkened, his gaze raking over her body with unmistakable hunger. "Fuck, Em. You know damn well I can't think about food right now.""You sure?" she teased, voice huskier than intended. "It's a damn good gateau."In one fluid motion, Lucas was on his feet, closing the distance between them. "The only thing I want to taste right now," he growled, "is you."Emily's breath caught as he caged her against the counter, his body radiating heat. "Well," she managed, trying to keep her voice steady, "who am I to deny such a polite request?"Lucas crashed his lips into Emily's, his tongue and li
As their breathing returned to normal, Lucas pulled away and discarded the condom. She took his hand and led him back to the living room, settling on the sofa with a bottle of wine.Emily poured two glasses of deep red wine, the liquid sloshing softly against the crystal. She handed one to Lucas, their fingers brushing as he took it."Want some of that chocolate gateau now?" she asked, a playful glint in her eye.Lucas smirked, running a hand through his tousled hair. "Yes please, baby girl."Emily padded to the kitchen, returning with two generous slices of the decadent dessert. She settled onto the sofa, draping her legs across Lucas' lap. The TV flicked on, some mindless reality show providing background noise."Christ, this is good," Lucas mumbled around a mouthful of cake.Emily snorted. "Careful there. Don't want to choke on your-"Her words cut off as a glob of chocolate sauce slid down Lucas' chest. She raised an eyebrow, a slow smile spreading across her face."Oh no," Lucas
Emily's body suddenly went rigid, every muscle clenching as the orgasm crashed over her. A guttural moan escaped her lips, dissolving into breathless gasps as waves of pleasure radiated through her. Her thighs trembled, threatening to close around Lucas' head, but his firm grip kept her open to him."Fuck, Lucas," she panted, her chest heaving. "That was..."He looked up at her, a cocky grin on his face. "Delicious," he finished for her, licking his lips.Emily laughed, a mix of post-orgasmic bliss and genuine amusement. "Smug bastard," she said affectionately.Lucas pressed a kiss to her inner thigh. "I'm going to grab a condom," he said, his voice husky with desire. "Don't move."As he stood and walked towards the bedroom, Emily couldn't help but admire his naked form. She thought about how different this was from her tumultuous relationship with Ryan. No power struggles, no underlying tension - just raw, honest desire.Lucas returned, already rolling the condom on as he approached.
Lucas leaned back, his muscular frame relaxed against the couch as he considered his first move. His eyes never left Emily's face, a playful smirk tugging at his lips."Alright, let's start easy," he drawled. "Never have I ever... skinny dipped."Emily rolled her eyes and took a swig of her drink. "Amateur hour, old man," she teased, licking a stray drop from her lips.Lucas' gaze followed the movement, his eyes darkening. "Your turn, firecracker."She grinned wickedly. "Never have I ever... had sex in a public place."To her surprise, Lucas lifted his glass and drank. Emily's eyebrows shot up. "Oh? Do tell."He chuckled, the sound sending a thrill through her. "Let's just say military life can get... creative."Emily's mind raced with possibilities. This game was already more revealing than she'd anticipated.Lucas leaned forward, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Never have I ever... been handcuffed to a bed."Emily hesitated, then slowly raised her glass to her lips. Lucas' e
Emily's breath caught in her throat at the sight of him. She sat up, scooting to the edge of the bed. Her eyes locked with his as she leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss to the tip of his cock.Lucas inhaled sharply, his hand coming to rest on the back of her head. "Fuck, Emily," he whispered.Without breaking eye contact, Emily parted her lips and took him into her mouth. The taste of him, musky and masculine, sent a jolt of arousal straight to her core. She swirled her tongue around the head before taking him deeper, relishing in the way his fingers tightened in her hair."Christ," Lucas groaned, his hips jerking involuntarily. "Your mouth feels incredible."Emily hummed in response, the vibrations making Lucas curse under his breath. She set a steady rhythm, alternating between long, slow strokes and quick, shallow ones. Her hand came up to wrap around the base of his shaft, working in tandem with her mouth.Lucas' breathing grew ragged as Emily continued her ministrations. "Fuc
Lucas gazed down at Emily, her flushed skin glistening with a fine sheen of sweat. His piercing blue eyes searched her face, taking in every detail of her post-orgasmic bliss."How do you feel, baby girl?" he asked, his voice a low rumble.Emily's green eyes fluttered open, a lazy smile spreading across her lips. "So good, Daddy," she purred, her voice thick with satisfaction.A pleased grin tugged at the corner of Lucas' mouth. "Good," he murmured. "I want my baby girl to feel good."He leaned over her, one hand braced beside her head, the other still resting lightly on her throat. His lips brushed against hers in a tender kiss, a stark contrast to the heated passion of moments before.Emily arched her back, pressing her body against his. He deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding against hers as his hand moved from her throat to cup her breast. Emily moaned into his mouth, her fingers tangling in his hair.When they finally broke apart, both were breathing heavily. Lucas looked down
Emily's eyes snapped open, heart pounding. Shit. She was late for work.Panic seized her as she fumbled for her phone, but found only rumpled sheets beside her. Where the hell was Lucas? Then she heard it - muffled voices and the clatter of dishes from the kitchen. Was that... Sophia? Emily groaned, dragging herself out of bed. Her muscles ached in places she'd forgotten existed. She tugged on Lucas' discarded t-shirt, inhaling his lingering scent as she stumbled towards the kitchen."Well, look who finally decided to join the land of the living," Lucas drawled as she appeared in the doorway. His eyes raked appreciatively over her bare legs. Emily flipped him off, collapsing into a chair. "Why didn't my alarm go off?”"Relax, sleeping beauty. I turned it off. You were out cold," Lucas said, sliding a steaming mug of coffee in front of her. "Figured you could use the rest."Heat crept up Emily's neck as memories flooded back. She took a long sip of coffee, avoiding his smirk."Morn
Emily leaned forward, her green eyes bright with conviction. "Soph, I'm going to tell you what you told me. You won't know if you don't try. There's nothing wrong with getting your freak on, and being conflicted is totally reasonable, but it doesn't mean the only option is pulling the plug."Sophia snorted, but a hint of a smile tugged at her lips. "Using my own words against me, huh? That's low, Carter.""Hey, if the advice fits," Emily shrugged, grinning. Her expression softened as she continued, "Look, maybe what you should be doing is figuring out what your boundaries are so you have time to get used to it before you need to tell Jake."Sophia's brow furrowed. "Boundaries? Like what, a safe word for my ego?"Emily rolled her eyes. "I'm serious, Soph. What are you com
Emily leaned forward, her green eyes glinting with curiosity. "So, what exactly did you two get up to? Any juicy details you can share?"Sophia shifted in her seat, the wine glass cool against her fingers. "Oh, you know. Just basic 'do as you're told' stuff." She took a long sip, buying time. Fuck it, she thought. In for a penny... "And, uh, orgasm denial."Emily's eyebrows shot up. "Orgasm denial? Damn, girl. You jumped right into the deep end, didn't you?"Sophia felt her cheeks flush. "Yeah, well. It was... intense." She remembered Jake's fingers teasing her, bringing her to the edge over and over. Her thighs clenched involuntarily."I bet," Emily said with a knowing smirk. "How'd you handle that?"Sophia snorted. "It was
Lucas greeted them at the door, his quiet "Evening, ladies" a stark contrast to Emily's exuberance. Sophia felt herself relax a fraction as she stepped into the cozy living room, inhaling the mouthwatering aroma of whatever was simmering in the kitchen."Wine?" Lucas offered, already moving towards an open bottle on the counter."God, yes," Sophia replied fervently. She accepted the generously filled glass with a grateful nod, sinking into a chair at the dining table.Emily plopped down across from her, practically vibrating with poorly contained glee. Sophia braced herself for the inevitable interrogation."Sooooo," Emily sang, drawing out the word. "Were you texting Jake?"Sophia took a long sip of wine, buying hersel
Flopping onto the sofa, Sophia dug her spoon into the ice cream and flicked on the TV. Jeremy Kyle's voice filled the room as she curled her legs underneath her."You ARE the father!" Jeremy declared dramatically onscreen.Sophia snorted. "No shit, Sherlock. Look at those matching unibrows."As she shoveled another spoonful of ice cream into her mouth, her mind drifted back to last night. Jake's hands exploring her body, his lips on her neck, the way he'd pinned her wrists..."Fuck," she groaned, squeezing her thighs together. Her eyes darted to her phone on the coffee table. Should she text him? It had been mind-blowing sex, but Sophia wasn't looking for anything serious. Maybe she could proposition him for a casual arrangement?"Get it together, Bennett," she chided herself. "You're not a lovesick teenager."But as she tried to focus on Jeremy Kyle's latest DNA test reveal, all she could think about was Jake's sculpted abs and the way he'd whispered "little one" in her ear.Sophia
Sophia's eyes fluttered open, consciousness creeping in along with a dull ache in her muscles. She rolled over, arm reaching out, but found only cold sheets beside her. "Jake?" she mumbled, voice rough with sleep. No response.She sat up, blinking in the harsh morning light streaming through the gap in the curtains. The room was empty, Jake's clothes no longer strewn across the floor where they'd been hastily discarded the night before. "Well, shit," Sophia muttered, running a hand through her tangled curls. A folded piece of paper on the pillow next to her caught her eye. She snatched it up, unfolding it with fingers that trembled slightly.A phone number was scrawled across the paper, along with the words "Text me later, little one."Sophia stared at the note, a mix of emotions swirling in her chest. Part of her wanted to crumple it up and toss it in the bin. Another part wanted to grab her phone and text him right that second."Get a grip, Soph," she told herself. "It was just a
"Lay down on your back, knees bent, legs open, hands above your head," Jake commanded, his voice low and gravelly.Sophia felt a shiver run through her body as she complied. "Yes, sir," she breathed, arranging herself on the plush hotel bed.Her heart raced as Jake knelt between her parted thighs. His blue eyes burned with intensity as they roamed over her exposed form. Sophia fought the urge to squirm under his gaze.Jake's lips lifted in a slight smirk as he lowered his head. He pressed a feather-light kiss to her ankle, then slowly made his way up her calf.'Fuck,' Sophia thought, her breath catching. 'How does he make this feel so good?'When Jake reached the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, Sophia couldn't contain a whimper. His stubble rasped deliciously against her flesh as he nipped and sucked marks onto her skin."Jake, please," she gasped, her hips lifting involuntarily.He chuckled darkly. "Patience, little one. I'm savouring you."Finally, finally, his mouth landed on he
ANYTHING FOR YOU, SOPHIA: Chapter TwoJake's strong hands caught Sophia's wrists, pinning them behind her back in one fluid motion. A thrill shot through her as he hooked his feet over her ankles, spreading her legs apart."Thought you could tease me, huh?" Jake's voice was low and husky in her ear.Sophia's breath hitched. "Maybe I like teasing you."His free hand danced up the inside of her thigh, leaving goosebumps in its wake. "And maybe I like putting you in your place."She squirmed against his grip, torn between wanting to break free and aching for his touch. "My place? And where exactly is that?"Jake's fingers finally reached her core, eliciting a gasp. "At my mercy.""Cocky bastard," Sophia muttered, even as her hips bucked involuntarily, the movement splashing water everywhere.His chuckle vibrated against her back. "You love it."She bit her lip, refusing to give him the satisfaction. But as his fingers began to move in maddening circles, coherent thought fled. All she cou
The night of the gallery opening...The breeze ruffled Sophia's auburn curls as she leaned into Jake's warm embrace. His fingers traced lazy patterns on her waist, sending delicious shivers up her spine."Bet you a tenner Lucas and Emily are plotting their bedroom antics right now," Sophia whispered, nodding towards the couple walking ahead.Jake's deep chuckle vibrated against her. "No bet. Those two are probably scheduling positions by the hour."Sophia snorted, her hazel eyes dancing with mischief.Jake grinned, his sun-bleached hair falling rakishly over one eye. He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. "But then… I've got plans for you that'd make a sailor blush."Heat pooled in Sophia's belly. Damn, she’s known him mere hours and the man knew how to push her buttons. She forced herself to focus on the little shops and houses lining the street. Anything to distract from the growing ache between her thighs."You're all talk, Summers," she retorted, aiming for nonchalance and missi
As Lucas mixed batter and the bacon began to sizzle, Emily poured two steaming mugs of coffee. She breathed in the scent, savouring the moment.Fuck, when did domesticity start feeling so damn good? she wondered, watching Lucas flip a pancake with practiced ease. The sight of him, all tousled hair and relaxed muscles, stirred something warm in her chest."What're you thinking about?" Lucas asked, catching her stare.Emily sipped her coffee, buying time. "Just... how nice this is," she admitted softly.Lucas set down the spatula and walked over to her, his movements fluid and deliberate. He stood behind Emily, his warmth enveloping her as he pressed a gentle kiss to her shoulder."It is nice, yes," he murmured agai