I’m at work, counting the hours, the minutes, and the seconds I have left until the end of the day. I’m stuck in this boring ass meeting, and all I can think about is tonight. I’m nervous, much like I felt last year when Jade and I were in Bangkok together.

I can’t believe it’s already been a year since I told her how I felt. A year since I actually admitted my feelings, not just to her, but to an auditorium full of the very kind of people who could have laughed at me for being soppy. That’s how much I didn’t give a shit what anybody else thought of what I chose to do with my life. It’s been the best year of my life, and I hope Jade feels the same way. If she doesn’t, that means tonight won’t go the way I hope it does, but I don’t even want to think about that.

The meeting drags on.

I just want it to be over. I could just get up and walk out, but these are some of our best clients, and I know that would look awful. I’ve just gotta make it another hour and twenty minutes. Or eighty minutes. I like the sound of that better. It sounds shorter that way.

I gave Jade the day off, so I haven’t seen her beautiful face since this morning when we woke up. I love living with her. Jade moved in with me six months ago, and we never looked back.

God, I can’t believe it’s been that long. Time seems to fly by now since we are together. Unlike this fucking meeting. I’m so excited and filled with anticipation about tonight I barely listen.

I remember when we got back to the states. News of Jade and I getting together had reached the company before we did. But except for a few jealous idiots, everybody else was happy for us. They said they knew something was up because I was far too happy since I hired her. I’m amazed that so many other people could see what was building before I did.

Finally, the meeting wraps up, and I practically run out the door. I get strange looks, but I after you’ve made a fool of yourself in front of hundreds of people these little things don’t matter one bit. I grab a taxi and give the driver the address to my penthouse. I slide my hand into my pocket and feel the small velvet box. My heart thumps faster against my ribs. I’m way too nervous. I’ve got to calm myself down before I give myself away.

Act cool.

Take a deep breath.

Smile.

I repeat the words until we pull up outside of my building. I toss the cabbie a fifty and hear him yell, “Wow! Thanks!”

I rush to the bank of elevators and push the ‘up’ button. At least five times. I know it won’t make it come any faster. I’m just really anxious. I get into the elevator. I never noticed before how long the ride takes to get to the penthouse.

After an age, it dings on our floor, and the doors open. I step out into the penthouse.

Jade comes around the corner. “I thought you said you wanted me ready by five sharp?” she says. “You’re fifteen minutes late. I was about to change back into my pajamas.”

She’s wearing a little blue halter dress I’ve never seen before. It must be new. I love her in blue. Hell, I love her in every color. Sometimes, I feel like I am in a dream. Then I have to stop and remind myself how lucky I am to have her at all. I almost fucked everything up with her. I can’t even imagine how dark and lonely my life would be without her.

She wraps her arms around my neck, and I slide my hands around her hips.

“Sorry, the meeting ran late,” I say.

“You probably don’t remember anything since your amazing assistant wasn’t there.”

I kiss her soft lips. “Damn right. I’m completely lost without her.”

She grins at me.

“Are you ready?”

She makes a funny face and looks down at her outfit “Are you saying you don’t like how I look?”

“You know you blow my mind. I was asking if you are ready to go,” I explain.

She smiles. “Yeah, I know. Just the same way you blow mine every single time I see you.”

I take her by the hand. Tonight could go one of two ways, but I’m feeling more and more confident that it’ll go the way I want it to.

At the restaurant, the hostess leads us to our table in the back. The waitress is right behind her. She takes our drink orders and disappears.

“Can you believe that this time last year, we were in Bangkok?” she asks, her eyes unfocused as she looks into the past.

I smile at her. She thinks we are out celebrating our anniversary. One year of us being together, but it’s more than just that. “No. This year has flown by in a flash.”

“I can’t believe I’ve put up with your ass for this long,” she teases and then winks. Her foot brushes along my leg under the table.

“Are you playing footsy with me, Miss Emerson?”

“I might be playing a few other games a bit later,” she promises.

The waitress takes our orders. Jade orders a steak, and I’ve always loved that she’s never been one to order just a salad and sit picking at it. No, she has a healthy appetite which I truly appreciate.

“I love meat,” she says and licks her lips, when the waitress leaves. “I can’t wait to get all that delicious meat inside of me.”

Double entendre. I love that she does that. God, I’m just so in love with her.

Dinner is delicious. The waitress comes around to collect our plates and asks if we want dessert. We politely decline, and I pay the bill.

We stand to leave. I stop and bend over, pretending to tie my shoe.

She’s looking around at the people and decorations. I pull the box out of my pocket, flip open the lid, and stare up at her. I’m waiting for her to look back at me. The lady next to us gasps, and that’s when Jade looks at me.

“Oh, my God,” she says, her hand flying to her mouth.

“Jade, you are the one person that was able to steal my heart. You were that one girl who got me to change my wicked ways. I can’t picture my life without you. I wouldn’t have a life without you in it.”

There are tears in her eyes.

“I love everything about you. From your witty banter to your intelligence. You balance me out and make me whole. I don’t ever want to go another day without knowing that you want to spend the rest of your life with me. So…Jade Emerson, will you marry me?”

“Yes!” she yells before she starts to cry.

Someone starts a slow clap, and it turns into a standing ovation from everyone in the dining room.

I slide the ring onto her delicate finger, stand up, and pick her up. Our lips lock. Our tongues are tied. I put her back down, and we pull apart just as the applause ends. I grab her hand, and waving at everyone, we head out of the restaurant.

We grab the first cab we can, and in the back, she’s practically sitting on my lap. We can’t keep our hands off each other. Desire is thick in the air. I want her so fucking bad, and I can tell she wants me. I put a hand on her leg and slide up until I feel her panties. I move them to the side and slide a finger inside of her. She stays quiet while I start to caress her. I pull my finger out and put it in my mouth. “Mmm, dessert.”

Her eyes shine. She smiles.

The cab driver pulls up outside of our building, and once again, I’m in a rush to get out of the cab. I toss him a fifty, and we climb out. We run to the elevators, and are relieved when we are alone in it.

She starts kissing me, as I pick her up and push her against the wall of the elevator. Her legs are wrapped around me. Her arms are wrapped around my neck. Her mouth tastes so good. Soft moans fill my ears.

My dick is hard and pressed against her. I reach up and start to pull her panties off.

“Hey, now,” she says. “We’re still in the elevator.”

“So what?” I kiss her again to drive my point home.

She shrugs, and I pull her panties down. I have to set her down to get them fully off of her, but as soon as they are off and on the floor, I pick her back up. She’s grinding against my hard length, and it feels so damn good.

I want this elevator to hurry up so that I can fuck my fiancé.

Finally, I hear the ding. The doors open up, and I carry her to our bedroom. I lay her down on the bed and position her so I can access her pussy.

She spreads her legs. It’s hot the way she’s lying there. I flick my tongue across the tip of her clit. I’ve learned where all of her most sensitive areas are, and I’m not afraid to use them to my advantage, I flick my tongue back and forth.

Jade wiggles her hips as she moans and puts her hands in my hair.

I press my tongue harder onto her clit and lick it up and down. She tastes so sweet, so good. I love, love, love eating her.

I take my middle finger and slide it into her hot pussy. I knew she was going to be wet, but I didn’t think she was going to be this wet. Her pussy walls are squeezing around my finger. The warmth and wetness from her are driving me crazy. I pull my finger out.

“Take the dress off,” I demand.

Standing, she slowly, seductively removes her dress, letting it slide to the floor.

I can’t get my clothes off fast enough. I toss my shirt off to the side and then undo my belt and unzip my pants. I yank them down with my boxers. I’m ready to get inside of her and feel her pussy on my cock.

Jade lays back down on the bed and starts to rub her clit.

“Oh, fuck,” I groan. “That’s so hot.”

She bites her plump bottom lip and moans. She knows how crazy it makes me.

It’s more than I can handle. I get onto the bed and push her legs apart. I hold my cock in my right hand and press it up against her pussy. I rub it along her clit, and she moans. I move it down to her tight hole, and then I thrust hard so that I slide all the way inside of her.

“Oh, holy hell,” she groans.

I start to thrust faster.

“Yes,” she encourages.

It’s so hot the way she’s lying here under me while grabbing onto her tits and squeezing them. And she’s so fucking hot. I can’t get enough of it. I start fucking her harder and faster. Her breathing is shallow and ragged.

“Are you gonna come for me?” I ask her.

She nods her head, and her moans grow louder.

I stop thrusting and lift her legs up. I place one on each shoulder and shove myself inside of her, hard.

“Oh, fuck!” she cries out.

I thrust hard, and I’m deep inside of her. I can see in her eyes that she’s going crazy. She’s getting close to an orgasm, and I want to watch her come. I love the look she gets in her eyes when she climaxes. I love it so much I would stay home all day and make her come over and over again just to see it. “Come for me,” I urge.

“I’m so close,” she moans. “Don’t stop.”

I move faster and I place my hand on her pussy. I start to rub her clit as I fuck her, and she’s grinding her body against my hand. And then I watch as her eyes brighten, and I feel her body tense. She’s screaming my name, and it’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard.

“That’s right, come for me,” I say to her.

When she comes down from her orgasm, I tell her to get on top of me.

I pull out and lay on my back. I hold my dick up while she straddles me and lowers herself on. I aim perfectly and slide right inside of her. “Oh fuck,” I grunt.

I put my hands on her hips, and she rocks them back and forth. I’m deep inside of her, and her tight pussy is wrapped around my cock. I love when she’s on top. She starts to bounce her body up and down, and I can feel myself sliding in and out of her.

“Damn,” I moan again. I can’t help it because it feels so fucking good.

She pauses what she’s doing, leans forward, and grabs onto my biceps. She repositions herself and starts grinding her hips back and forth in a fast motion. “I think I’m gonna come,” she says. Just as the sentence ends, I see her eyes light up again, and she starts moaning. Her movements become more intense. She’s coming again.

I wrap my arms around the small of her back and pull her down so our chests are touching. I start to thrust myself in and out of her. It feels amazing, and I’m so fucking close.

I want to blow my load inside of her so bad. She’s moaning, as I’m fucking her harder and harder, then all of a sudden, all my muscles tense. “Oh, fuck,” I roar and hold onto her as my climax overpowers my will to do anything else. It’s amazing and mind blowing. Everything I’ve ever wanted it to be.

When I come down, she climbs off of me and rolls next to me. She wraps her leg around mine and throws her arm over my chest. “That was fucking amazing.”

“Yeah it was,” I reply breathlessly. “Thank you.”

She laughs. “What for?”

“For saying yes.”

She gazes at her left hand and then props herself up and looks at me. She kisses me and then says, “Thank you for asking me. I mean it only took a year for you to realize you wanted to marry me.”

I laugh. “No, that only took an hour.”

“Whatever,” she scoffs.

“I’m serious. That first night when we had sex, I knew something was different about you. Something that drew me in and made me want to find out more. It’s kind of why I freaked out.”

“I’m glad you got over yourself,” she retorts, smiling.

“Me too,” I say and kiss the top of her head.

I know that our life together is going to have its ups and down, but I also know that she’s the one for me. And if it wasn’t for Bangkok, I never would have realized that the woman who was perfect had been next to me all along.

All I had to do was open my eyes and see her.

How long has it been since we were last like this? It’s hard to remember specifically, especially as Luke grabs my hips and positions me so I’m bent over his conference-room desk.

“You’re the best secretary I’ve ever had, you know that?” He leans down and growls in my ear, running his hand down my naked back. He’s still mostly dressed, something I find insanely hot, especially once he’s stripped me down to nothing but my heels.

He thrusts into me.

I gasp with pleasure. “I deserve a raise for this,” I reply breathily, clenching the table’s edge as I shudder with pleasure. Amazing, how he still feels good after all this time.

“Maybe I could tempt you into some supplemental activities,” he says, tracing his hand across my ass and landing two sharp slaps across my butt-cheeks. I squeal with pain and pleasure as I grind my ass back against him, driving him deeper inside me.

“Like?”

“I’ve got a conference to attend in Asia and I could do with a companion,” he grunts as he thrusts deep and hard into me.” He holds himself there for a second before he finishes the thought. “Someone to keep me satisfied. To give me blowjobs. Someone I could fuck all night long.”

“I’m not sure that’s possible for just one woman,” I shoot back.

He laughs cruelly, wraps my ponytail around his hand, and tugs my head back.

I wince, but I like it when he is dominating. He knows exactly what buttons to push, exactly how hard to go to make it feel incredible. Well, he’s spent long enough getting to know this body. I’d hope he knows exactly what turns me on by now.

“You make a fair point,” he agrees, as he suddenly withdraws.

Flipping me around and laying me flat on my back, he grabs my leg and drapes it over his shoulder. I watch him kiss the inside of my knee. Mmm…sexy. Then he plunges back into me in one swift motion. My eyes roll back and for some weird reason, I suddenly have a flash of our honeymoon. We’d gone to visit Hawaii. After a few glasses of wine, we snuck into the offices of the Hawaiian branch of Omega and screwed our brains out on pretty much every bit of office furniture we could find. God, it feels like so long ago.

My train of thought-drift returns pretty swiftly when buried deep inside me, he leans down and kisses me. My mouth opens for him and he pushes his tongue in. I grip his hair and pull him even closer. I suck his tongue mindlessly. I’m addicted to the taste of my husband. Have been from the first taste.

“Play with yourself,” he murmurs in my ear, flicking his tongue out against my neck as he pushes himself back up on top of me.

I’m a good girl and I do as I’m told, trailing my hand tantalizingly down my stomach as he watches me hungrily. I reach my clit, and begin to masturbate, closing my eyes and lifting my back off the table as I reach whole new levels of ecstasy. Just as I’m about to crest, I feel his hand cover mine. I open my eyes.

He smiles slowly.

I bite my lip.

He starts thrusting again.

* * *

We’ve been at this for what felt like hours- and I haven’t come yet. He hasn’t let me.

Not that I mind terribly. I love the build, the slow tease, the passion as he drives me to the edge, and then pulls back again, pushing me as far as I can go before I can take no more.

I know that this time, this is it, there’ll be no holding back. I’ve reached the point of no return and so has he. I see it in his eyes. I recognize that look, as he forces himself to meet my gaze. His teeth are gritted, his hips pounding in time with mine, his hands gripping me tight.

All of a sudden, my orgasm tears through me.

I let out a loud cry, refusing to hold back, my body shuddering from head to toe. A few seconds later, I feel his cock swell inside me as he reaches his own climax. He lets out a loud roar and pushes himself as deep as he can go. My pussy clenches tight around his cock as though I never want him to pull out. Slowly, our breathing returns to normal, and he withdraws out of me.

“Can you pass me my panties?” I ask with a giggle, crossing my arms over my chest in a chaste gesture.

Luke reaches over and pulls my arms apart, planting a kiss on one of my still-hard nipples. “Sure you don’t want round two?” he asks.

I have to admit it’s tempting, but we have other commitments. “I left Mason with the nanny,” I pull a face. “And we really should get back there before her shift finishes.”

“Fair point.” He shrugs and starts buttoning up his pants. He starts going around and picking up my clothes scattered about the room. He grins as he hands them to me.

I cock my head. “What?”

“This just reminds me of the old days,” he notes with a lopsided grin. “When I was your boss.”

“Well, that was the point, wasn’t it?” I remind him.

He wraps his arms around my waist. “I suppose it is,” he agrees. “Which reminds me, when can we pencil this in again?”

“You’ll have to check with your secretary,” I tease.

“Right,” he murmurs and covers my mouth with his.

And I’m once again lost to his embrace.