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** The sun is shining brightly when I blink awake in his bed, the tray is gone and so is Ian. I stumbled into my room for the second time that day. Maybe I’ll have that long bath after all, I decided when I sighted myself in the mirror. I rolled the sheets into a ball and dump it in the hamper and get a bath running. Five minutes later I’m settled in snacking on a chocolate bar and some orange juice with Selena Gomez playing from the speakers. I always found her voice soothing. I blinked at my basket of hair products on the bench. I should have done the wash in the shower but I didn’t think my legs would hold me up. I took another bite of chocolate, in a bit, just let me regain my strength. ***After cleaning up, I head to the living room for an actual lunch and called Hannah but she doesn’t pick so I leave her a voice message I click send just as I turn left and bump into someone who seemed to be standing in place. I recognize is farmilar scent before looking up. “Hi” I say
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I put down my phone when the bathroom door opens and Ian steps out, the scent of cool woodsy aftershave following in his wake, the tight muscles along his torso bunched as his arm moves the towel through his hair had me yawning, I wiped at my eyes sleepily with one hand and I’m reminded of when I walked in on him all those months ago. Then, I’d blotted as fast as my legs could carry me. Now I snuggled deeper into the pillow and hugged the sheets to my chest and I watched. Because I can. He wasn't the only one who could look now, I couldn't now, and I did it a lot. Clothed or unclothed, Ian Quinn was a work of art. My eyes followed a single trail of water as it ran from his damp hair down his thigh throat to the swells of his shoulder, that tiny drop of water might just be teasing me because it rolled between his pecs my lips parted when it followed the path of his abs, my mouth drying as I followed it down, down to the happy trail of dark hair his abdomen to the trim patch of
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***“What should I wear?” I murmured when Ian led me out of his closet and I was tempted to go back on my decision to go with him. “I’m so glad you asked, bathe and get started on your hair, I’ll handle the rest” I lifted my hand in a salute “Yes boss” and moved. He tapped my ass as I walked from him. That was an hour and a half ago, now, I'm near hyperventilating in the car. "I dont think this is a good idea, you go, I'll wait for you in the car" beside me, Ian inclined his head, and the front door opened, Mr Allen exiting the vehicle. I fiddled with my hands and sucked in a deep breath. "Nervous?""What gave it away?" my eyes I was sure were wide.Ian broke into a smile, so wide, his perfect white teeth exposed. "Ian!" I scolded, this was not a time to be laughing."You'll do fine sweetheart""But what if I say something wrong? Or do something wrong?"He gripped my fiddling hands "You dont have to do anything, you're here to observe, yes?"I nodded because that seemed reaso
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"So…” I drawled eyes on the closed doors, my fingers on my lap. “That was intense” "It was actually calm considering..." "Are you telling me it can get worse than that? they mostly argued and never came to a conclusion" "It only lasted forty-five minutes, I've had meetings that lasted hours, it can get crazy, especially if there was a deadline" I nodded. "It's a deal for partnership on a renovation project, for supplies, products, what do you think" "Er..." I tilted my head. "JK is trying to gain a foothold in the market, they have something to prove, makes me think they'll give it their all, not to say that the other company wouldn't" I steeped my fingers and leaned back on the chair, it's so high my feet don't touch the floor and I could relax without others in the room. "If it's within their capacity and they can handle it" I shrugged, "I'm all for giving people a chance" Ian has a small smile on his lips when I look at him. "Maybe I should place you on the board permanent
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**My fingers lifted off his slowly with a breath.Ian smirked at my permission and wasted no time, he pressed me to lay flat on the table, dont ask me why, it was the promise of bad bad things in his eyes that always did me in. He pushed up my skirts, two fingers hooked into my panties, and tugged that to the side, baring me to the room. The cool air is soon replaced by the heat of his mouth.He licked me slow and long, his tongue flicking to catch my clit with every swipe until I was panting. Someone, anyone could come in and find us like this, find him like this, fully dressed in his expensive sexy suit, on his knees and his face buried between my thighs. The thought made my clit flutter against his seeking tongue, and had my stomach tighteening, my ass lifting to meet his tongue, so close...Ian straightened and I almost yelled out a curse. My eyes popped open when I heard the sound of a zipper and he undid his pants enough to free his cock, lined with veins, thick and ready f
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I hate this.I hated every moment of this. I so badly want to toss the bags at Monica and tell her to carry her bags herself if she wanted so many purchases. This is what you get for being a people pleaser Katy. I chastise internally. Sometimes I wished I could just open my mouth and say half the things I think about. defend myself for once. But I don’t, I try, but the words just... don’t come. A few times, I’ve even gone as far as rehearsing the words in front of the mirror, straightening my spine and shoulders to project confidence. No, I can’t help you today. Sorry, I’ve already made plans. And the most important from when I was six, No, I do not wish to give you my toy. Darn it.So I wish and wish and wish Some more-“Oof!” I screech, as I bounce off a hard surface, the bags flying from my arms and the contents spilling out and falling down on my butt, my right elbow protests as I landed slightly to the side. I suck in a deep breath, waiting for the pain to pass as I silently
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“This is your fault you know?” Eunice says from the front of the car. “If only you hadn’t wasted so much of my precious time doing something so little we would be at the clinic already,” she says for the third time, beating her palm on the steering wheel.Looking down at my hands, I bite my lips wondering how this is my fault when it was them two who spent hours at the mall shopping for dresses because Monica insisted she needed something new and then we went back to the house for them to get changed.While I waited, I had fallen face first unto my bed, my mind consumed by thoughts from the mall when I heard Eunice screamed my name. I hurried to her room to see a display of new garments spread on her bed her rage clear on her face. “What is this nonsense?” She snapped, pointing a finger behind her. I had to confess about my fall at the boutique and that we had to bag the purchases for a second time. Fuming, she sent me to mop the living room and vacuumed the rugs until there wasn’t a
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As I’m still crying it takes me a second to grasp his last statement. I look at my father.A marriage?“I’m not getting married dad” Monica says with a shocked laugh. “I’m going to be a supermodel like the Hadid sister or Kendal Jenner, I’m not going to ruin my future by marrying so old sleazebag with a pot belly, no way” she laughs once more flipping her chocolate strands over her shoulders.She didn't use to be this bad, when we were little girls, she loved dad when he took us to the park and got us ice cream or toys during his travels, but as time went on, we saw less and less of him as the company took off. I'm not sure if this new attitude toward Dad is a kind of coping mechanism, to detach herself from Dad before he passes so she doesn't miss him much when he's gone. Dad breaks into a fit of coughs, his hands jump to his chest and he leans to his side, I stand up to assist him, ”Careful Dad” I say softly, every nerve-racking cough from his chest twisting my insides and making
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