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The head prodded her soft inner lips, hot and wet. Gently, oh so gently, and slowly, excruciatingly slowly, it pressed in, of its own volition. Each tiny movement of her body slipped it in farther, stretching her. His breathing was steady, measured, intent. Still looking into her eyes, Farther and farther. Gently but insistently stretching her. At last there was a sudden twitch as the ridge passed the taut entrance. A low gutteral sound, half moan, half grunt escaped his lips. His head dipped to place his forehead on the pillow above and to one side of her head. Then with a sudden thrust it was home, buried to the hilt inside her. And there he stopped, relishing the moment, enthralled by her.

Sinuous waves slid down his body chest to hips, and each slid him outwards and inwards. The tempo was slow, but relentless. It spoke of immemnse force carefully controlled. His mind had long since left him., He had no idea of anything except the incredible feel of her on his body, eveywhere. It was as if all of him was inside her, one with her. His mouth found hers, and his tongue slid between her lips, mimicing the thrusts that now were making ever louder wet sounds in the room.

He was in a trascendental state, suspended in her.
 
Her hips pressed, her body acting of it's own accord. Their eyes were locked together as were their bodies. He was stretching her, urging her sex to open to him. Painfully slow he pressed into her, driving her mind slowly crazy. His head dipped to press against the pillow at an angle from his and he drove home. Her hands grasped at his back her head falling back to expose her lean neck. She let out a moan, her breathing hitching as he filled her. For the first time in a long time she was full, feeling as if they were one with each other.

Her fingers dragged along his back, her head turning to press against she side of his. He was engulfing her, his body hiding her from the world as he drove her into a state of wanton lust. His mouth found her again, kissing her feverishly as his tongue slipped out to play against hers. She could taste the wine, the tinge of spice and something inherently his. She could feel the controlled force behind each movement and as he kissed her further she moaned again an animalistic need building within her.

Her hips began to more, thrusting up to meet his downward thrust into her. Panting a free hand roamed to his firm behind, urging him deeper into her as she held on. She needed more of him. She felt like an addict trying to get enough. As he continued his ministrations her back arched, her breathing quickening. her arms pulled him tighter wanting him as close as he could, as if she wanted to merge with his warm body. Her erect nipples brushed his chest eliciting another moan her head falling back her eyes looking up at him breaking the kiss long enough to watch his motions. To watch the lust spiraling in his eyes and feeling his strong hands against her skin.
 
His body had taken full control of him. Transported to a state of ecstasy, no specific sensations could be felt. Just immense euphoria. His conscious mind tossed aside, into a sea of passion. They writhed, perspired, moaned, shuddered, quivered and were wracked by spasms. Deep guttural moans under cut her high pitched squeals.

Breathing stuttering he slowly became aware that he was filling her. The climax had been so intense he had not been aware of it as an event. Finding himself still hard, he continued stroking into her gently sustaining their pleasure. Moved a bit to the side to take part of his weight off her, and commenced little kisses all over her face.

Gently his hand explored her breasts, now very sensitive. He traced curves, circled her nipples, played connect the dots with her freckles on her upper chest. Suddenly he twitched and moaned as a second small orgasm quivered through his body. Still he stayed inside, noticing for the first time how well their bodies fit.

He played with her hair, looked into her eyes, and began to wonder how she would react when he told her what he had done earlier that evening. No matter, this was wonderful and he would enjoy ever bit of it. And perhaps have good luck tomorrow too. At least his mind was now very clear he had made the right decision.
 
Any thoughts, and self-conscious worries, and fears were gone. Replaced by raw unbidden lust. Her body mirrored his movements and the air was soon tinged with the smell of sex and their carnal moans. Her body felt as if she were on fire as her fingers ran along his back her breathing hitching slightly as he drove into her once more.

She was on the edge, her body rocking with her impending climax when she felt him fill with his own climax. Moaning louder she felt the pulse where they were connected sending her head first over the edge of her own orgasm. Her hips bucked, her legs wrapping around his hips to keep him within her but he didn't stop, he was still awake it need and she smiled her eyes staring up at him.

His ministrations gentled and he shifted running his hand along her breast causing her to suck in a breath. His fingers were delicate against her skin her gaze locked on his, enjoying the way he was staring at her. Caught up in his fingers playing against her chest she was shocked as another orgasm began to shake her body causing her to bury her face in his chest moaning quietly. Her hips bucked against her hands holding tight to his upper arms and then a similar moan trembled his chest as he released within her once more.

Her breath was coming in quick pants, her heart pounding. His eyes were once again staring down at her idle fingers playing in her hair which had fallen out of the bun in their heated motions. She smiled up at him the after glow warming her face. He was still in her, still filling her and she enjoyed the feeling of being needed. They fit together as if puzzle pieces.

She wanted to say something, to express her joy and how much she had enjoyed this night but opted for a slow kiss. One that consumed her once more with heat but it wasn't lustful heat this time. Something inside her twisted but she pushed it away for another time. Touching the side of his neck she pulled back with a playful smile. Resting back against the bed she relaxed knowing she would need a shower, and if they were sleeping in the bed tonight would need to actually get into it and then her mind began to work.

"Stay with me tonight?" Her voice was still a husky whisper. Absently her fingers traced the lines of his chest, stopping to allow one of his chest hairs to curl around the tip of her index.
 
"I will stay with you forever if you will have me, well, for as long as you will have me. But please, don't answer now. Right now, I'd simply like to sleep with you tonight. May I?"

A quiver ran down his body as the aftershocks continued. It had softened enough now to slide out. He sighed. Their limbs still entwined he explored her body with his eyes, and his hands.

Despite trying to avoid it, his mind lept forward to imagine her reaction when he told her tomorrow what he had done. The relationship they had up to today could not have been better. She was bright, energetic and often anticipated correctly what he wanted and needed. Paid handsomely too, much better than a typical PA's salary but she was worth every penny and more to him. He had no idea that he could have felt about her the way he did at this moment. He had simply never ever let his mind into that area. Business always commanded all his time.

Tomorrow was soon enough. For now he intended to enjoy the newfound excitement. Even if it only lasted one night, it could and should be savored.

"Its been a long day for me. I'd like to shower before we sleep. Shall we economize on the water?"

At that moment he was softly kissing her upper chest, from time to time venturing down to a nipple, to lick and tug it. Then softly kiss back up to her mouth, but way of her neck.

As he replayed their congress in his mind, he realized the intensity of it was stronger than anything he had ever experienced before. Even now, quieted. he could not recall any specific details, just intense euphoria.
 
His words startled her for a moment. Forever? Did he mean such a thing? She was to stunned to answer. Swallowing she felt him slip from her, her body shifting to curl into his hold. Her mind flooded with old memories. Memories of her once sweetheart, of a white wedding and then to the white paperwork of divorce.

His voice shocked her out of her thoughts, making her jump slightly. Looking up at him she smiled. "I'd like that." She whispered her fingers running slowly through his hair as he planted soft kisses along her chest and up her neck. His warm mouth touching the aroused nipple teasingly. As his lips trailed her neck she grinned.

"Sir if you keep that up we will never get to the shower." She whispered before kissing him with a tenderness she hadn't used in many years. Pulling back she sat up slowly, glancing down at him with a playful smile. "I'm going to go start the water. She leaned down kissing him once more before sliding off the bed. She wavered on her feet, her legs still feeling the pleasure that had rocked her moments earlier.

Getting her barrings she moved slowly to the bathroom joining the bedroom to the bathroom. It wasn't long before the sound of water hitting the hard walls of the tub were heard. Coming back to the doorway she leaned against it's frame still naked to him.

"You ready?" She asked a mischievous grin on her lips. She could feel they were slightly swollen from their kissing and felt her stomach twist again. Pushing the feelings and the thought that came with it aside for appraisal at another time she watched him, her eyes traveling over his form as he stood. He was handsome, strong, generous. Her cheeks turned pink realizing she had been caught ogling at him.
 
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"Don't worry, he will present for active duty again very soon." he chuckled, having watched her eyes scan him up and down. Kicking aside some of their clothes he marched into the shower, and pulled her in before puilling the curtain closed. The water was hot, and he flinched, but soon enough adapted.

Taking the soap in hand, "Ladies first" He began soaping and gently scrubbing with the loofa. No detail escaped him. Underarms, back of her neck, each breast, down her arms, her palms, between her fingers. He squatted before her and took each foot separately onto his thigh. Between the toes. Up the calf. Then the other one. Kneeling now and her thighs, teasigly stopping short. Over her tummy. His face was directly in front of her sex. But his hands were on her bottom, soaping and rinsing. Danced his fingers on her inner upper thighs, getting her to spread them for him. Paused, stood up and looked around. Found her shampoo, and moving behind her, started washing her hair. Fingers working her scalp. His shaft had regained some of its strength and was poking her bottom.

Once again he dropped to his knees, this time behind her, and reached up between her legs to soap her mound. Back up the cleft of her bottom, and finally, gently, with lots of soap, circled her anus and then slipped in just a bit. He had, in effect, taken possession of her entire body.

He stood up, turned her to face him and softly kissed her on the lips.

"Your turn," handing her the soap.
 
Chuckling she followed him feeling his arms around her as he pulled her in with him. She laughed again feeling the warm water wash over them. She kissed his chest before he took hold of the soap.

Her cheeks turned pink as the scent of eucalyptus and lilac filled the air. His ministrations were deliberate, gentle and over all soothing. She could hear herself sighing as he washed her, her body relaxing to his touch. His fingers danced up her inner thighs edging just out of reach of her sex. Her hips shifted her need flaring once more.

Her eyes had closed and the next feeling she had was the feel of strong fingers against her scalp. A moan slipped from her and she smiled. "Careful,I could get used to this. " She whispered and then, his fingers were on her mound washing her, possessing her. Scarlett touched her cheeks before a gasp sounded. His finger slipped between her small rear. He was treading in new territory as he stood once more, letting his need brush her again. With a smile the took hold of of the wash cloth and soap staring up at him mischievously.

"Yes, my turn. "She cooed running the soaped wash cloth along his chest and up his neck. She took her time, exploring and massaging every inch of him. His upper arms where she traced the lines of his muscles, his hands his fingers taking time to massage each one. kneeling she washed his lower abdomen, his hips and thighs not touching his engorged sex. Working her way down to his feet she mimicked him, washing each foot independently before standing once more.

Stepping behind him she worked along his shoulders, down the curve of his back letting her soaped fingers run along his firm behind the corners of her lips twitching upwards. Reaching over she took hold of the shampoo and managing to stand on her toes she began to work his scalp, enjoying the feel of his hair between her fingers.

Circling him one more she knelt before him, glancing up at his soapy form to find him staring back down at her. Lathering up her hands she worked slowly, letting him enjoy her touch. She started just above his sex, massaging his skin before running delicate fingers up his shaft coating it with the soapy froth. Sliding back down she cupped the handful beneath, letting her hand work and clean it carefully. Soon her hand continued it journey, playing at the sensitive skin between before working up to run a soapy hand between the cleft of his firm behind.

Once clean she stepped closer, letting their soaped bodies press against one another. "All clean." She whispered before kissing him lightly, her arms wrapping around his neck. She could feel his need pressing against her abdomen as they kissed.
 
He kissed her lips softly while shutting off the water. First handing her a towel, then took one for himself and began drying her with the same attention to detail he had washed her. Carefully with a third towel he wrapped her hair. Then arms around her standing so close her nipples continually brushed his chest, he massaged her back and shoulders with the towel.

When she tried to reach up to towel his hair, he dropped to his knees in front of her and worked over her legs and thighs. Nuzzeled the tuft on her mound, and then very steadily licked the slit between her outer lips. She tasted delicious and her scent was more erotic than anything he had ever encountered before. Toweled her bottom, but then used his hands there to hold her in place while he continued licking. Darting flicks on her clit. Long licks splitting her inner lips. His cheeks brushing her inner thighs. His hands on her bottom kneaded and caressed, and held her captive. He was determined that she should climax on his mouth. He wanted to feel her rapture with his tongue.

No matter her answer tomorrow when he told her what he had done, he wanted everything he could have, even if it was just this once. There was no intellectual analysis, no considerations of the pressures of the outside world, nor the conventions of the outside world. He relished the feel of letting his visceral needs express unfettered.

And licked, and caressed, and murmured, and quivered moustache on her clit before licking more and more and more.
 
The only sound was that of the water being turned off and their soft kiss. She wasn't sure of it was her heightened senses from their earlier actions or his presence that made every touch of his body stoke the slow burning ember in her abdomen. The way he toweled her dry, the way he took the time to wrap her hair or his arms wrapping around her to rub her back and shoulders,massaging the muscles beneath and coaxing a sigh of pleasure from her lips. As he held her close ensuring her back was free of condensation her already alert rose buds brushed against the coarse hair of his chest sending another hot ember ablaze within her core. She took the closeness to enjoy the soft scent rising from his body, untouched by cologne. Her nose nuzzled the crook of his neck smiling as wisps from his beard tickled her.

Reluctantly pulling away she reached up to towel his hair dry only for him to drop before her. A new fire blaze but this time in her cheeks as he knelt before her. So close she could feel his warm breath on her sex. He leaned forward to nuzzle the patch of hair a top her mound. It was such a simple act but seemed so intimate... So... Loving. The word popped into her head and before she could analyze it, pick it apart and look at each bit on its own as she always did it was gone. Replaced by the surprise of feeling his warm tongue against her most intimate place.

The towel she had been clutched long forgotten as it fell to the floor beside him. His fingers were working her bottom now, holding her hostage as she was a fronted with the pleasure that ensued. Her hands fell slowly to run through his damp hair, short curls wrapping around her fingers. The hair of his bread brushed her inner thighs bringing with it a new array of sensations that seemed to heighten her already heady need.

Her breathing soon became labored while her, eyes half lidded with desire, stared down at him watching as he brought her closer to an ever growing edge. Quiet moans escaped her lips her legs and body quivering with desire. Slowly her hips began to shift, her stomach tightening as she felt her climax growing.

Before she knew it, her head was falling back as a moan tore through her. Her legs, feeling as if they were going to give out buckled slightly and in the back of her mind she could feel his strong hands against her behind holding her still. Her mind, a torrent of pleasures noted the way his tongue pressed against her clit and delved into her depths to taste her. The hands, still tangled in his damp tresses trembled. A tender smile played on her lips as she watched him stand slowly.

She took a timid step forward not quite trusting her legs. She wanted to say something. To express everything she was feeling but the words failed her. Standing on her toes she wrapped her as around his neck kissing him deeply. She could taste herself on his tongue but she didn't hesitate.
 
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Deftly he scooped her off the ground with his forearm under her bottom. Pinned close against him, he walked back to the bed, turning off the bathroom light as they left. Then turned back the covers and laid her on her back on the fitted sheet. Turned the other lights out, and crawled in bed beside her. Turned her onto her side, and pulled her back against him, like spoons, her bottom cupped on his stomach and thighs. He wrapped an arm around her and whispered in her ear, "Tomorrow will be a very very big day for us." Then kissed the back of her neck. And relished the feel of her naked skin on his, head to toe. His shaft, hard again, bumped her lower lips.

He had taken a risk, and it had paid off hugely. He had bet they would be physically compatible, and they were. How had he missed this all these years? And how would she react when he told her his plans, tomorrow morning. The die was cast, though. No turning back. He cursed himself for waiting so long. But maybe it had to wait until this for it to happen at all. He tried to assess his chances tomorrow.
 
A quick intake of breath was the only response she made when he scooped her up, not expecting such an act she was stunned for a moment. Her arms looped lightly around his neck she smiled resting her head on his shoulder. Before long he placed her down on the bed before wrapping her up in blankets and arms. As if by instinct she sunk in against him, enjoying the warmth and strength of his body. His arms encircled her, pulling her tight against him and soon she could feel the steadiness of his breath against her neck.

Tomorrow will be a very very big day for us Warm lips pressed against the back of her neck and he fell silent.

Carefully she sent a confused look over her shoulder, not understanding his comment but seeing he wasn't going to delve further sh resigned herself to sleep. She laid in silence, her eyes closed while she thought. Allowed herself to pick apart the things he had pushed away til now. He had startled her a few times tonight. Had looked at her in way she had never seen before, by anyone.

"I will stay with you forever if you will have me"

Her stomach twisted and her heart squeezed painfully in her chest. Did he mean what he said? Did that mean what she thought? He breathing had become deeper, heavier against her ear and she knew he had drifted to sleep. A smile touched her lips and she sunk deeper into his hold. A part of her, a very small part and one that was growing ever smaller was telling her she was wrong. The she should have never let things proceed as they had. She should have stopped them the moment she saw what was happening but then she questioned it. Questioned logic's place in her mind. Why? Why should she have stopped them? Why should she feel guilty?

Two adults, two minds, two bodies, two hearts. They weren't some figures or projections on a piece of paper. They were people. People who obviously had something between them. The logic part of her was growing smaller still as the other part, the largest loudest part was telling her.... she didn't want this night to end. She didn't want to wake in the morning to all business. She wanted to feel these arms around her...forever.

"I will stay with you forever if you will have me. But please, don't answer now."

She ran it over and over again before nodding. No, she would answer tomorrow. She had made up her mind. With that she soon drifted to sleep a happiness in her chest that hadn't been felt in quite a long time.

Morning came quickly and to her delight so did the feel and smell of her sleeping partner. Having shifted in the night she could feel the tangle of legs, the firm chest below her cheek and the warmth of his body against her. A small smile twitched at her lips as she felt his breath against the top of her head and knew he was still sleeping. Shifting just enough to looking up at him she watched him sleep before a moment before beginning to disentangle herself from his grasp though rather reluctantly.
 
Once he woke in the middle of the night. He could hear her breathing. It was a strangely comforting sound. They were tangled, and her aroma drifted to his nostrils. The real scent of a woman. Not a perfume. Her. And he liked it. A lot.

Gently he kissed her neck and she murmured in her sleep. Dreaming he hoped.

When he next woke, light was at the edges of the drapes. Morning apparently. And she was trying to delicately untangle herself from him. And he had morning wood. Of course. When she had almost separated, he chuckled and grabbed her by the shoulder, keeping her close. Wriggled and moved until she was more or less laying on him. Their naked bodies fitted as if it was the only thing they had ever been meant to do. He moved slightly to keep her from noticing his erection. He hoped. Because he did not want her distracted.

"I am going to tell you something. Then I am going to ask you something. And there is no need to answer quickly. Yes, no, I don't know are all acceptable."

"Yesterday I sold my shares in Grey Enterprises to a group of investors. They already had a minority position. Now they have a majority position. They want to take it private, and will. Current stockholders will be offered the same premium I was, 14.7 percent."

"The agreement requires me to work with them for three months to transition hier management team. I agreed I will never compete against them in the same industries. When you sell your shares to them, you will have more than enough money to buy that cottage in England. I have more money than I could ever spend in a lifetime."

"I would like you to continue as my PA until the transition period is over. Then with ten years experience you will get one year's salary in a lump sum. I know that is more than customary. It was part of the deal I made."

"Now for the question. I want you Ms Reed, to stay with me, forever, Married, co-vivants, partners, whatever. I want to do all the things Ive been missing out on. But there is a condition. If you accept to be with me, for a week or a month or a year or forever, if you accept, you must never ever uinder any circumstances wear a pant suit again. Give them all up to a charity that dresses women for interview, burn them, I do not care. But never ever wear one again. And I really would prefer you wore your hair down."

"I want you Cassandra, forever"

"Well?"
 
So busy with untangling herself she didn't notice he had awoke. His arm tightened around her shoulders when she was about to be free. Turning her eyes to him she smiled down into his face. Good morning was on the tip of her tongue when he began to shift her, hugging her close as she laid astride him.

As he spoke her eyes search his, her mind swimming in information. The smiled faded from her lips into a look of sheer confusion as he went on. He had sold his share? He was selling the part he, not they had worked so hard for. Was it because of this, of what had happened.

He continued pausing just long enough to take breath. Sell her shares? But what about them? This? Small cottage in England but without him it would be pointless. Something inside her began to panic, fearing he was done. Ready to vanish before they had a chance and then the question rang from his lips.

He wanted her. All of her, forever. Her lips turned up into a wide grin a small chuckle shaking her small body. "I like my pants suits." She said quietly before staring down at him.

"Before I answer I have a condition of my own." Her smile never wavered as she watched him. "If I am to give up pant suits you are going to have to dress down every once and a while. Jeans are sexy you know, and so are tee shirts. And you have to teach me Italian so I can understand you when you whisper it into my ear for the rest of our lives."

"I want to be with you to Leon, as long as you'll have me."
 
"Today, let's leave the cell phones off. And go shopping. New outfits for a new life."

He pulled her into position and gently entered her, guiding her to ride him.

"I want this to last forever."

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