My fingers search for the opening at the back of her dress — a hook, a zipper, buttons. I find none so I grip the hem and peel the entire garment off her. She pulls away and lifts her arms so I can take it off completely. Then her mouth and hands are on me again. I toss the dress aside and run my hands across her back.I find the hooks of her bra and unfasten them. As soon as the underwear is gone, I break the kiss and take one of her breasts inside my mouth. Felicity gasps. Her fingers rake my scalp.I suck on her nipple as I slip one of my hands beneath the back of her panties to clutch one plump ass cheek. She reaches between us and rubs my hard cock. It quivers in my boxers and strains against her palm.Fuck. Does Felicity really want me that badly?Fine. If she wants my cock, she can have it.I unzip my pants and take it out of my boxers. Felicity gets off me and kneels between my legs.She wraps her fingers around my cock and licks the tip. It swells even more.I grip her hair a
I can't believe I'm making the same mistakes.I let out a sigh as I stare at an enlarged photo of Albert Einstein, one of the many relics of the famous scientist on display on the second floor of the Bern Historical Museum.If he could hear my thoughts and talk, I bet he'd be scolding me right now for my foolishness. Then again, it doesn't take a genius to know I'm being stupid. Again.I went to Shawn's room again, and instead of leaving after dropping off his scarf like I planned, I ended up having sex with him. Again. I just couldn't leave him alone after seeing the shape he was in — drunk, miserable, a mess that hadn't eaten or slept. And then he started talking. At first, he was a jerk. Maybe I should have left then. But I didn't. I slapped him — something I still can't believe I did — and afterwards, he turned his words against himself. For some reason, hearing him tell mean lies about himself hurt me more than the things he said to me. I couldn't stand it.That's why I kissed hi
We spend the next few minutes eating in silence. I realize Im hungry after having walked for hours. Shawn is voracious, which I suppose isn't surprising. He only ate two sandwiches last night, which was his first and last meal for the whole day, and then two more this morning, which he ate in the car because he wanted us to leave for Bern early.That's good. At least he's got his appetite back. Hopefully, the acquisition can get back on track, too. There's still time. But if it does, will I have the heart to ruin his good mood with bad news? On the contrary, if it doesn't, can I really add to his troubles?Wait a second. I'm not trying to cause Shawn more trouble. I'm trying to soften the consequences of the trouble that I have caused, trying to mitigate the effects of the mistake I made, just like Ryker said I should.Shawn should be relieved, grateful. Why, then, do I get the feeling he won't be? I shrug off my feelings and thoughts and gobble up another spoonful of gnocchi. Didn't
After we go to the Bear Park. we take tours of the Kunst Museum, the Paul Klee Center and the Bundeshaus. Then we head back to Zurich. I fall asleep in the car. When we arrive at the hotel, the sky is already dark.My last day in Switzerland is coming to an end, which means I'm running out of time.I have to speak to Shawn about what's going on with us — and more importantly, what's going to happen to us when we get back to Chicago.I have to.That's why I enter his room after making sure no one has seen me.It's clean now. The Scotch bottle and the glass are gone. The plate that the sandwiches were on, too.Housekeeping must have taken care of them.Even the couch looks clean, but I don't sit on it. I don't want to stand near the bed where Shawn's sitting, either. Or go to the balcony.Where do I go?"What's wrong?" Shawn asks as he takes off his shoes.I swallow the lump in my throat and part my lips. Still, no words come out. The voice inside my head starts to shout.Go on, Felicit
"Do you normally shower with women?" I ask him.It's a risky question, I know.Shawn could find me nosy and be annoyed. But I have to start gathering my courage. Maybe if he gives me just a little more hope, it will be easier for me to summon enough later on."No," he answers, and my heart does a little leap. "Consider this your reward for helping me forget my troubles today."He lets my hair go and starts to soap my shoulders, my arms, my breasts and my stomach. I hold my breath as I anticipate him going lower, but he soaps my back instead, my ass and the backs of my legs. Then he turns me around and soaps the front of my legs up to my hips. Again, he comes close to the part of me that has started to ache for his touch, but again, he ignores it. He hands the soap to me instead."Your turn."I stare at the soap. Okay. I've never given a man a bath before, but I'll give it a try.Shawn turns his back to me so I start scrubbing that while he stays still as a statue. I work on his ass ne
He places my hand on his shoulder and kisses me again, this time fiercely. I wrap my hands around his neck and part my lips. His tongue explores my mouth, stirring it back to life. My tongue starts to slither again, too, and I push it back against his to give him a taste of himself. Shawn doesn't seem to mind.He pushes me out of the beam of water and against the wall. At first, I find the tiles cold, but as Shawn continues to kiss me and begins to tease my nipples, my skin grows warm. Hot.He takes the two stiff peaks of my breasts between his fingers and twists them gently. He rubs them as he sucks on my lower lip.Then he abandons one of them and drops his hand between my legs. His fingers find my nub. As soon as he starts stroking it, I start trembling. My breath catches. I pull my mouth away to take a fresh gulp of air. I rest my head against his shoulder and moan against his skin.When the pleasure proves to be too intense, I grab Shawn's wrist to move his hand lower. I push my
"I don't understand why you seem upset," Shawn says. "If you don't like the watch — ""I don't like the sex," I cut him off. "I mean, I don't want us to have sex anymore."His eyebrows arch. I stand up."Tonight was the last time," I tell him with a voice that I try to keep from quivering. "When we get back to Chicago, I'll just be your assistant. And your friend. We'll carry on as before. We'll pretend we never had sex, and we never will again.""Never?"I swallow and try to keep a straight face. "Not even when we go out of town or out of the country."Shawn's eyebrows drop. His expression turns serious as he falls silent.Is he upset? Why doesn't he try to change my mind, then? Why won't he say anything?"Do you understand?" I ask him."Yes." Shawn answers. "I understand perfectly."No, he doesn't. He has no clue I'm breaking into pieces right now. And it's better to leave it that way.He doesn't really care about me anyway. Not in the way I care for him. "Good."I walk to the bathr
"Welcome back, son," my father greets me from the top of the stairs.I look at him. I haven't even been at home for ten seconds and he's already showed up. It would be nice if this was a warm welcome, but I know that's not the case."Everything went well," I report to him. "We have Odermatt Corp."It may not have gone according to plan, but in the end, we were able to get the result we wanted, thanks to Ryker and Asher's presentations, the strings I pulled to get the missing files back, and Simone Odermatt's full cooperation.I was able to get the result I wanted."Odermatt signed the papers?" Dad asks as he starts to descend."Yes, but there is still more paperwork to be done before everything becomes final and official," I answer.My father reaches the bottom of the stairs. "But you have the program files?""Yes."I already have them in a secure location."And you're sure no one else has a copy of them? Like Preston or West Cove?"I let out a breath. I should have known my father al