Family Heirlooms 1: With His Mind

Family Heirlooms: With His Mind
Selena Illyria
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Copyright ©2009 Selena Illyria

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It was a beautiful day on Orion Delta 5. The view out the window was gorgeous. The sun shone in the pale blue-purple sky as wispy white clouds moved slowly across the heavens. A few hover-trucks made their way overhead as people walked along the busy sidewalks below, toward their destinations.

And Stacia Allen was about to be late. “Where the hell is it?” She searched frantically through the piles of discarded clothes, managing to find her blouse, skirt, stockings, shoes and panties. She was only missing her bra. She pushed away the pile of men’s clothing and groaned in irritation. She stood and looked around the bedroom. Her eyes landed on the sleeping man on the bed. His pale blond hair spread across the navy blue and silver pillow, one tanned arm thrown across his forehead.

It had all happened so fast last night. One second they were celebrating getting the Olsen Metallic account, the next she and Jason were in a cab with his hand up her skirt. In the elevator he’d pressed her against the back wall and kissed her passionately. They’d finished in his bedroom where he tried to fuck her senseless. Now it was morning and back to reality where she had to go into work and act like she hadn’t been sleeping with the boss for the past three months.

She scanned the bedroom until she finally spotted the red lace of her bra on a bookshelf near the doorway. She walked over to grab the lingerie, ready to stuff it in her purse, when she felt, rather than heard, him behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled the crook of her neck.

“Morning,” Jason greeted her, his deep baritone sending shivers up and down her spine, and tingles to her pussy. Her body began to heat up.

She shook her head. She couldn’t afford to be late. She had an important client meeting. A quick glance at the clock told her she only had an hour and a half. “I can’t stay. I’ve got Mercer coming in to discuss his account with me.” She tried to tug his hands free from around her waist but he wouldn’t let go. She looked down at her mocha skin against his tanned flesh; they made an exotic contrast. Memories of the night before, him underneath her as she rode him into ecstasy, filled her mind. She bit down on her lip hard to keep focused.

“You can reschedule. Come on, I need you again.” He ground his hardened cock against her ass. She clenched her thighs in an attempt to stave off the dull ache of her sex but it wasn’t working. Her body felt tight. Her breasts ached to feel his callused palms upon them.

“Jason, we can’t do this now. You’ve got meetings too. Please let me go.”

He swore. “I can’t keep doing this with you,” Jason stated, pulling away from her.

“Jason, can we talk about this later? I have to get home to get showered, changed and back to work before Mercer arrives. I’ll cook dinner and we’ll have a movie night. Okay? Bye.” She jumped away from him, grabbed her clothes and rushed into the living room where she paused just long enough to get dressed as best she could and call a cab. If he was going to end it with her, she wanted to have time to process it and then give him her response. She did not want to have their “break-up” on her mind when she was supposed to be dealing with a big name client.