ELEVEN
Cat stepped into the dream kitchen, complete with double ovens and a walk-in refrigerator, and hoped like hell she didn’t wake up yet. She was too happy to even dare to pinch herself. All week long, her only real worry had become that one or the other of them would not get hired. But obviously if she’d been falling head over heels for the actual owner, she didn’t have anything to worry about. Well, other than the fact he’d been lying to everyone, and he still had a wife.
No, no, she insisted. Don’t kill this fairy tale now. I want to enjoy it for a while!
She brought the champagne out of the refrigerator and located two flutes in a rather large china hutch. Clearly, this condo had been equipped to service executive parties and such, considering the other contents in the thing. But then again, why wouldn’t it be? It had yet to sink in, but she was beginning to remind herself that the guy she was about to bring his champagne to made one hell of a lot of money.
Not that she wanted to dwell on that right now either. All she wanted to do was allow this evening to reach its natural conclusion. And if the bed she woke up in tomorrow morning happened to be so expensive it’d be as comfortable as hell that was just a bonus.
This was all going to work itself out. He just needed a little time, and then everything would be fine. She just knew it. She was smiling as she set the glass into Aiden’s hands.
“I think I’m in love,” she told him.
“Hmm?” he asked, surprised.
“With the kitchen, sir,” she teased. “It’s to die for.”
“Oh, okay,” he laughed. “And here I thought I wasn’t the only one jumping the gun.”
“There’s no hurry,” she reminded him as she set the tray containing a carafe of ice with the remainder of the bottle and her own drink on the coffee table. She picked up her glass, and curled up with it beside him on the overstuffed, tan leather sofa.
“You don’t think so?” he asked slyly. “But those oysters seem to really be running this show.”
“I didn’t mean that,” Cat grumbled. “I meant overall.”
“I think we need a toast,” said Aiden, raising his glass to clink it with hers. “To new beginnings.”
“You mean shiny new condos?” Cat teased, taking a sip and then chuckling.
“No,” he said, looking at her meaningfully. He grabbed her drink from her hand, setting both flutes aside. Then he cupped her face between his palms, drawing her lips to his for a kiss that sizzled all down Cat’s spine. She sobbed softly in his mouth, and at that moment she knew she was done for. Her breath hitched as the kisses continued. Aiden’s hands began to explore.
Sighing softly, Cat was not about to deny herself. She moved, settling into Aiden’s lap. Her fingers ran along the unbuttoned portion of his shirt, then down, unbuttoning one more button as well. Aiden groaned, and his questing fingers discovered the hem to her top. He tugged upward.
When she realized what he was after, she pulled to top up and over her head, tossing it off to the side somewhere. She had selected a bra and panties in the color of sea foam, somehow being fairly certain when she’d put it on that this man would be seeing at least the top part of the set as she’d put it on.
“This is really cute,” he told her, tugging playfully at one of the straps. “Were you thinking about anything in particular when you picked it out?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Cat smirked. But when Aiden bent down and tugged the strap down with his teeth, the humor turned to something a bit more carnal. She gasped as he ran his tongue along the side of her neck, then down between her breasts. He tugged the other strap down, exposing her nipples.
“God, Cat, I want you!” he whispered against her breasts. “I think we should go see what they’ve done with the master bedroom.”
“Yes, please,” she agreed huskily.
Aiden sprang to his feet, carrying Cat to the other room. Her heart was pounding with excitement and desire as he laid her down with her head in the pillows and hopped on. Settling onto her so that their pelvises were together, he proceeded to make sure she knew just how much he wanted her. His cock was rock hard, and it felt like heaven as he rubbed it against her.
“Pretty as it is, this bra has got to go,” he announced as he undid it and drew it off of her arms. He grinned wickedly as he dropped it over the bedside.
“So does the shirt,” said Cat, reaching up to unbutton it with impatience bordering on assault. As each button came free between her fingers, more of his fantastic body was revealed. She’d seen him with his shirt off more than once over the last few days, but she’d only dreamed of seeing it up this close.
As Aiden tugged it off, Cat leaned up just a little, tasting his flesh with her lips and tongue. He groaned as he tossed the garment aside, then bent down, pressing her into the pillows so he could kiss her mouth. Their tongues danced briefly, but Aiden was too impatient for more. He stood up and unbuttoned his slacks, allowing the gray material to drop below his knees so he could tug the garment free.
The zipper to Cat’s skirt was to the side. She bit at her bottom lip as she worked it open, but Aiden gave her no chance to do anything more. Instead he caught hold of it by the hem and tugged, tossing it down onto the clothing pile. Since she’d already kicked off her flats while she was in the kitchen, and she hadn’t worn socks, this left Cat in nothing but panties in a lacy sea foam.
Aiden was wearing silky black briefs, and they looked hot as hell. She wanted to rip them off with her teeth. The outline of his very hard cock looked promising. He was so big that the tip was peeking out at the top, looking extremely mouthwatering. Cat decided she was going to indulge.
“Hello there, my friend,” she said, talking to his cock directly as she sat up and took it in hand with a playful grin. “You look very happy to see me. Did you want a little kiss?”
Aiden chuckled, and made his voice a higher pitch. “Yes, please.”
Cat caught him around the hips and pulled him down onto the bed, moving so that she was above him. She couldn’t hide her satisfied grin as she settled between his thighs and took him into her mouth.
“Oh, I see now,” said Aiden as she began to play with him, taking his balls into her hand as she kissed and licked. “You’re a Cheshire Cat.”
“You are so weird,” she let him know.
“I think you like it,” he grinned, then he gasped as she bent down to lick his balls. The playful mood suddenly became much more serious. Cat surged forward, getting to work. She had every intention of rocking his world.
“Cat! Cat, stop!” he finally gasped. “I’m going to come, baby!”
“That’s the whole idea,” she said, grinning around him.
Aiden pressed her into the bed, moving over top of her.
“Hey! No fair!” Cat complained, but then she didn’t have anything to complain about when his lips met hers, with his tongue soon following. Aiden positioned himself and pressed into her, making Cat groan. She threw her legs up and over his thighs, then clamped onto him with a contented sigh.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered into her hair. She smiled as they moved together, and Cat couldn’t get past how right it felt, being there. Every little move, each and every breath, it was so damned right. He pounded into her, and she gave as good as she got. And when they came, they did it together.
They clung each other afterwards, slick with sweat and desire, panting for air until they’d finally calmed back down. Aiden smiled as he threaded his fingers through her red curls, and kissed the top of her head.
“You know something, kitty-cat?” he teased. “That was the best damned sex I’ve had in my life, but it was so good I’d like to try again. In fact, I think I could go all night.”
Cat giggled as she nuzzled into the side of his neck.
“Thanks, oysters.”