"Should I stop?" he asks next.With what? I wonder only to realize his meaning as he pulls on the sash of his robe. The white garment comes undone and falls to the floor. And my head rises off the bed. My jaw drops as I take in the sight in front of me.Shawn is completely naked. For the first time, I lay my eyes on his bare chest, the muscles not bulging or laced with veins like those of a bodybuilder but tightly packed and smoothly sculpted like a bust of ivory. His abdomen, too, looks firm, though I can't fully describe it because I'm distracted by the shaft of flesh pointing upwards from between his legs.I've never been good at measuring things by eye, but I can tell that it's well more than six inches long. And thick. I don't think I can wrap my fingers around it, though I suddenly have an urge to try. It certainly seems to be inviting me in all its glory, its swollen mushroom head glistening.I swallow thickly."Felicity?"I look up at Shawn. As if his erect cock wasn't proof e
When I open my eyes again, Shawn is still beside me. At first, I think I'm dreaming, but then I touch his hair and realize he's real. The corners of my lips turn up into the edges of a smile — only to droop when I realize what I've done.What Shawn and I have done.A quick glance at the naked bodies beneath the covers confirms it. Shawn and I had sex.As the cobwebs of sleep fade, every detail comes back to me and I clasp my hand over my mouth in horror.I just had sex with my boss.The one man I told myself I wouldn't have sex with.How could I let it happen? Was there something in that Scotch?Something in this fresh Swiss air?Was it jet lag?I shake my head. No. It was all me. I lost control. I gave in to desire. I made the mistake. No excuses.No time for regret, either.What's done is done. All I can do now is clean up the mess.I get off the bed, carefully so that I don't wake Shawn up. As I stand up, I feel something leak between my legs. I look down and see the sticky substan
I wonder if she's alright.That train of thought gets interrupted as my gaze falls on the clock on the nightstand. I assumed it was still early, but now I realize I have just a little over an hour left before the meeting.Shit. No wonder Asher's all ready to go. I'm not. If he was going to wake me up, couldn't he have done it sooner?I go back to the bathroom and step into the shower. I start in a hurry but decide to slow down and take a deep breath. The building where the meeting is taking place is just ten minutes away and I've already made all the preparations. I have time. All I have to do is put on my suit, grab my laptop and maybe a cup of coffee and head over there.Oh, and get Felicity. I shouldn't forget about her.I haven't. Even as the water washes away the traces of last night, I remember every second, every inch of Felicity's perfect body, every exquisite sound she made, from that very first high-pitched sound to that final strangled cry. It was even better than I imagine
"I think we did good," Ryker tells me after the meeting.It's evening now and we're in the lobby, finally free of that conference room. We're just waiting for the car so we can go back to the hotel and get some much needed rest. Much deserved, too. The meeting took longer than I thought it would, but Ryker's right. It did go well."It's all thanks to you," I tell him. "You were on top of everything.""Just doing my job," he says humbly. "Which I couldn't have done without your support. And Asher's. It's a team effort."Well said, but I'm still ashamed of my lapse earlier."Is there something else bothering you?" Ryker asks.Of course he noticed."Now that the meeting is over, we can talk about it.""I'm fine," I assure him as I try to push the thought of Felicity from my mind.I should at least be able to stop thinking of her when she isn't around."I just... remembered something for a moment there, something from the office, which of course I shouldn't have. I'm sorry.""It's okay. N
Is Shawn mad at me?The question rattles my thoughts as I follow him quietly to the elevators.It's not the first time. When I went to his room this morning, I got the feeling that he was upset with me, especially since he didn't say anything about my dress.Not that I was expecting a compliment. Just a smile, maybe? Some kind of approval? But I got nothing. Then in the car, on the way to the meeting, he didn't say a word to me, which made the trip seem much longer than ten minutes. He wouldn't even look at me. Surprising considering he's been so warm and kind lately.Then again, that was before last night, before Shawn and I had sex.I try not to blush at the memory as I step inside the elevators after him. Just in case I fail, I stay behind him in a corner.Don't think about it, Felicity.Then something occurs to me. What if that's why Shawn is mad at me? What if he's upset with me because he thinks it's my fault?I can't deny it is. I'm the one who decided to go to his room and acc
Just when I'm about to give up, my fingers finally succeed. The hook comes off. I grab the zipper and start to pull it down, but Shawn takes over.As he drags it down my back, he leaves kisses on my skin. When it reaches the end, he pushes the dress off my shoulders. I take my arms out of the sleeves, and he peels off the rest. The garment falls in a puddle at my feet, and I leave my shoes in it as I step out.Shawn turns me around and pulls me in for another kiss. I grip his waist.His fingers run through my hair. His hands caress my shoulders and my arms. Then he reaches behind me to unhook my strapless bra.As he tries to rid me off one of my last two remaining items of clothing, I try to get one off him. I hook my finger at the base of his throat and pull on the knot of his tie in an attempt to remove it. I only manage to loosen it before my bra falls away. Then Shawn grabs my arm.He pulls me towards the desk on one side of the room, the one that has a mirror on top of it stretch
Shawn moves faster at a merciless pace. The pleasure beneath my skin bursts. My quivering fingers clutch Shawn's thighs, nails digging into his skin as my back arches like a bow. Myeyes roll to the back of my head.My mind becomes lost in a fog.As it starts to fade, I realize Shawn is still moving. My body is out of strength but he still has his, his thrusts even more forceful now. Then he starts to tremble.He propels his cock inside me and buries it deep in a final thrust as his body grows taut. His hands grip my knees. His features contort in pleasure as he grunts.Then he falls silent. For a moment, he stares at me as he catches his breath and waits for his muscles to uncoil. Then he pulls his cock out of me and lies down beside me.I don't move. As the heat from my skin evaporates and my thoughts clear, I realize what I've done - again - and unlike last time, I don't know what to do next. This is my room, so I can't leave. Is Shawn going to?Finally, he gets off the bed. He gla
"More!" Felicity screams as she grips my shoulders and moves her hips against the fingers I have inside her. "Harder! Deeper!"I grin as I look at her flushed face, at the tears clinging to her long lashes, at the swollen, parted lips that her strained voice is spilling out from.To think that when we first started, she was trying so hard to be quiet. She was embarrassed and trying to hide it. She was a virgin, yearning for pleasure but not knowing how to ask for it.Ashamed to ask for it. Afraid she didn't deserve it. Afraid she'd disappoint me, even though I never saw that as a possibility.That feels like ages ago.Yesterday, as soon as I kissed her, she gave in. Earlier, all I had to do was brush my fingers against her thigh, whisper something in her ear, and she practically threw herself at me.She planted her mouth on top of mine and pushed her tongue inside my mouth, even though she had never kissed any man before me. She unbuttoned my shirt and took off her own blouse and skir
The weeks passed, and after confirmation from the doctor, they set to work decorating one of the rooms into a nursery. They went for neutral colors and gave Logan free rein to help them decorate. He had an artistic eye, and Norman loved seeing the boy come out of his shell. During the decorating of the nursery, it sank in that he was going to have a baby.They were going to have a tiny little life in their hands. It wasn't about being a father, or for Sasha a mother, as they already felt that way for Logan. He'd spoken with Sasha about it, and she had the same thoughts and fears as he did.Norman knew he hadn't made a mistake with Sasha. Not only did he love her, but she was a fantastic mom, and she knew exactly what to say and do to help Logan along the way. Therewere moments, late at night, where he'd still have nightmares.She never once shouted at him. Instead, she'd nurture him, and love him.Once the nursery was complete, they went shopping, letting Logan pick some of the stuff
Two weeks after purchasing the house, they had Logan officially adopted. Norman took as much time away from the office as he could. Sasha went to the office between school hours, completing his work for him. He didn't want her to hire anyone else. Another two weeks after they had Logan, their house was available, and they moved in on that weekend. Her parents came to help as much as they could.They looked after Logan while she and Norman organized movers. They had her mother's slow-cooked pulled pork for dinner rather than have takeout.For an entire weekend, they got the house exactly as they wanted, starting with the bedrooms, and bathroom. Time seemed to move quickly but smoothly where life just played out.Logan came out of his shell, and completely animated their lives. She loved him like he was her own son. He talked constantly about what he loved, which bands he enjoyed listening to. It was fun getting to find out what food he liked as well. He didn't like broccoli, which was
Norman watched as Sasha kissed Logan's cheek, wrapping him up in his new jacket. Each time they brought him back to the foster home, the harder it was to leave him behind.There had been a snag with the adoption, but Shannon was dealing with it.There had to be an assessment done on Logan to make sure he wanted to live with them.Their backgrounds had come back fine, and Shannon assured him it was just down to paperwork. One department needing to talk to another, and rather than phone calls, they had to do it in paper. He was used to problems like this.Logan threw his arms around Sasha, holding her close.She was so beautiful, and she took his breath away. They had been together for a little over a month now. A month of being married, and he loved her ever more.Shannon nodded at him, taking hold of Logan's hand as Sasha came back to him."I hate this. I hate leaving him.""We'll have him soon. I've already got my lawyers working on speeding up the process." He handed her some leafle
Sasha watched as Norman spoke with his clients. It had been a week since he'd asked her about Logan. Things were moving slowly with Logan, but Shannon was reassured that they would be able to have him by next week. Until then, they both went and visited, getting Logan used to them.The boys with Logan weren't angry or upset that he was coming home with them. In fact, they were damn happy. She was shocked by the love the boys showed Logan, and she was proud.The workplace gossip had died down now. No one was whispering behind their hands, looking at them, and laughing. It was the laughter she'd hated more than anything. Norman wouldn't let them hide their relationship anymore, and for that she was glad. She'd never enjoyed hiding that part of herself, and it never felt natural for her to."Here you go," Lottie said, interrupting her."So sorry, I was away in a different land there," she said, taking the mail from her."Marriage must really suit you.""Why do you say that?""You're pract
"Norman, this is my mom and dad, Emma and Harold Miller," Sasha said.The two people were a lot older than Norman imagined, but he saw that they were loving, caring people. The kindness in their eyes showed through. While he'd been participating in this yearly event of torture, "taste the food", he'd noticed her parents arrive. The care they gave to each child was something he admired."Hello, it's great to meet you," he said."It's about damn time we met you. Been married for what? A month or so, and we're only getting to meet you now. It's a disgrace.""Dad, stop it," Sasha said, chuckling. "We've been busy, and we both know you'd have needed to calm down before you could even accept him into your life.""Yeah, well, a father is still allowed to be ... annoyed."Norman smiled as he noticed Harold hesitated before saying something, making sure kids didn't hear any cussing words.According to Shannon, the event was a roaring success. Norman would double, maybe even triple, his donatio
That Saturday, Sasha stayed beside Norman, holding onto his arm as they were surrounded by congratulations. She didn't miss the questioning looks that some were throwing their way. There was no mistaking their confused thoughts. They were all wondering why he was with her.Norman, though, he was so different. The kids from over ten different foster homes in the area had turned up at the school for a day of fun. Every year Norman would donate money to the school so that he could host these events. The previous four years she had stayed in the background, playing her part but never really getting too close.This year was different. Norman grabbed her arm, holding up their hands, and announcing to the whole event that they were husband and wife. He didn't address anyone but the kids."Kids, listen up. Something is a little different this year. You see this beautiful lady by my side?""She's your PA," one kid said."Now she's my wife. Sasha accepted my proposal.""Does that mean you're in
Later that night, Norman was waiting for Sasha to finish in the shower. He would join her, but he had plans with her, and he intended to carry them out. After he'd escorted her to the human resources department for the two of them to change their marital status, and also her name, his building was humming with gossip.Martha and Lottie took the time to stop by her desk to ask about the details of what was going on. When she had looked toward him, he'd gone to help her, letting them know that they couldn't stop love.Norman stared at his reflection in one of the mirrors, and then stared down at his wedding band.Love.He'd never felt it before in his life. The people in his world didn't deserve love, and he didn't really believe in it either. At least, he hadn't.No, he didn't love Sasha.Love was just an element of control that people used.He believed in sex.Sasha came out of the bathroom dressed in a towel."Why did you take my nightshirt?""Why would I want you dressed?" He ran hi
"Please tell me he's a meat eater?" her mother, Emma, asked."Yes, Norman likes meat."Sasha sat outside of the office building, eating a sandwich. Norman was on a very important conference call. She made sure he had some lunch and decided to eat hers outside on one of the walls, watching the hustle and bustle of the city life go by."Good, good. I have no problem with people being vegetarian, or whatever they want to call it. Just not for me. A meal is not a meal without some meat.""There are a lot of people who will disagree. I like vegetarian food. You should make the lasagna. Amazing."She heard her mother's scoff. "Can you imagine me feeding Harold a vegetarian lasagna?""Nope. Dad wouldn't talk to you for weeks.""Now that you say that, I may just make it for him."Sasha started laughing. Her mother and father loved each other very much. "How much does he know of... my arrangement?""He knows everything, sweetie. You know I don't keep things like that from your father."Sasha g
One glorious week had passed. Norman stared out of his office window, and couldn't keep the smile from his face. He was married, and slowly, he was moving Sasha into his place. Their wedding hadn't been a big deal.No white dress, no flowers, no guests. Like Sasha wanted, they'd gone down to the courtrooms during a break, and simply gotten married, signed the paperwork, sealed it all up, and he'd placed a ring on her finger. It had to be one of the coldest moments of his life. Then he recalled Sasha's smile, and nothing had been cold about that day. They all had to make sacrifices, and she was giving up her life to be with him.There had been a few minor setbacks. She didn't want anyone to know that he was married in the office, so the ring he wore was around his neck attached to a necklace. Sasha wouldn't wear her ring either, which pissed him the fuck off.She belonged to him. They were in the process of making a baby together, and they were husband and wife. It would only be a matt