A/N- JE own everything you recognize.

No beta- all mistakes are my own and I apologize for them.

WARNING: There is sex in this chapter and if that bothers you please do not continue to read. These are adults in adult relationships.

Chapter 7

Lester's POV

Keira's eyes betrayed her internal debate. I decided to turn up the heat and I took her face in my hands and gave her a searing kiss.

Once I broke it, I looked into her dark blue eyes and noticed how her pupils were dilated.

Gotcha.

I placed another soft kiss of her lips then went back to kissing her neck as I ran my hands up and down her back holding her tighter against me. She shivered and let out a soft moan.

I have her, I know it.

I pulled back looking into her eyes, "Please come home with me," I asked. Women like the word "please" it makes them feel more in control. I don't love using it but I'll pull it out if the chick is worth it.

Keira let out a sigh and I swore I heard her mumble, "Fuck it" under her breath.

"Let's get outta here. I really want a smoothie," she said giving me a smile.

Liar, you want more than a smoothie. I gave her a sexy grin and a quick kiss, before taking her hand and leading her out of the club and to my car.

It was a short drive to my townhouse and as soon as we walked in the door, my mouth was on her. We kissed standing in the entrance way for a solid ten minutes. We were kissing and running our hands all over each other's bodies. She sucked on my tongue then broke our kiss.

"You have a talented mouth," she said giving me a wicked grin. I know what she's looking for and it gives me an idea.

I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. I set her down and unzipped the back of her dress, kissing her back as the dress fell to the floor. She wasn't wearing a bra so I took advantage, taking her breasts in my hands and stroking her nipples. She moaned as we continued to kiss. She pulled off my shirt and we crashed on the bed.

I began my plan of slowing torturing her by kissing and stroking everywhere but in the one spot she wanted me to most.

"Les!" she begged.

"Yes, Gorgeous?" I asked as I nipped and kissed her hip.

"You're killing me, please!" she moaned.

I pulled off her cute blue panties and got closer to the spot but not quite there. I started slowly running a finger around her clit. "What are you doing to me?" she cried in frustration.

"I need something from you before I can give you what I you want," I whispered. I then used my tongue on her for a second to show her what I would do for her.

"What?" she moaned.

"Stay the night. You're not going to disappear again," I said firmly as I kissed her inner thigh.

"Seriously? Come one Les!" she cried.

"How bad do you want this?" I asked her as I slowly started using my tongue on her again.

"Fuck! Fine!" she conceded.

"Tell me how bad you want it?" I demanded as I placed her leg on my shoulder.

"So bad! Please Les!" she begged. I grinned knowing I just got the power back. Hearing Keira beg me was the sexiest sound in the world. I happily went back to using my talented tongue on her.

Keira came hard, her body shuttered and she cried out for God. One of these times I'm going to get her to say my name.

Her breathing was ragged as I made my way back up her body.

"I should be a giant bitch and just grab my things and go," she said as she caught her breath.

"You wouldn't!" I said in horror.

"Oh, I would. There's just one problem," she said.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"I'm not done with you yet," she said as she pushed me back on the bed straddling me.

Keira took control and we had another round of mind blowing sex. I can't tell what it is about her, we just work together.

We were lying in each other's arms recovering from our orgasms when I remembered my promises. If I was going to expect her to keep her promise, I better keep mine. I rolled out of bed and threw on basketball shorts. I found a pair of boxers and a soft t-shirt for Keira.

"Comfortable clothes as promised," I said.

She looked at me and bit her lip. "What?" I asked.

"Can I use your shower again? The one at my place is just so terrible, it just drips on you and yours is so nice," she said.

I pulled her up and kissed her forehead. "Go shower. You know where the towels are. I'll be downstairs making smoothies. Come find me when you're done," I said.

She kissed me quickly on the lips then went into the bathroom.

I took this opportunity to take her dress and shoes and put them in the hall closet. I don't trust her. She would definitely try to sneak out.

I went to kitchen and pulled out a package of frozen berries and some almond milk which I threw into the blender. I poured two glasses and brought them into the living room. I found the show she was talking about on Netflix. I was surprised; it was a cartoon about spies.

Keira came down the stairs dressed in my boxers and t-shirt. She didn't say anything about her missing dress. We sat down on the couch and she didn't try to cuddle up to me. She simply curled up on the other end.

I grabbed her foot and pulled it into my lap.

She raised her eyebrows at me.

"You mentioned getting your shoes off. I figured your feet must hurt," I explained as I handed her a smoothie and then began to rub her foot.

She let out a moan. "What the hell are you doing to me?" she asked.

"I'm not a foot guy at all, but you have cute feet. They're little and I like the bright red toe nails," I said as I continued to rub. Her feet were cute, as far as feet go but what I really wanted was for her to be putty in my hands. I'm just not sure why I wanted that so bad.

"I'm 5'2'' wouldn't it be strange if I had really large feet?" she pointed out. I shrugged and switched feet. Keira let out another moan.

We drank our smoothies and laughed through Archer. At one point I grabbed Keira and pulled her into my arms so her head would lay on my shoulder. Her body stiffened at first but she eventually relaxed. By the end of the second episode she had fallen asleep. I reflexively kissed her hair, when I noticed that she was sleeping. I must just be tired.

I gathered her small body in my arms and took her to the bedroom. I crawled into bed after her and she rolled over and snuggled against my body. I wasn't expecting it, but it was nice. I fell asleep soon after.

I woke up to Keria saying "Son of a bitch!" in a whispered voice.

"Keira?" I asked groggily.

She was standing in the middle of my room with her hands on her hips. "Did you hide my clothes?" she asked.

I couldn't help but grin. I called it.

"Its 5:00am Gorgeous. I didn't think you'd need them until I got up to take you home," I said innocently.

"You did it on purpose!" she said in astonishment.

"I don't know what you're talking about. It's obvious how much I trust you," I said.

She bit the inside of her cheek unable to come up with a comeback.

I took her hand and pulled her back into bed. I rolled on top of her.

"Since we're both up…" I started to say.

I didn't need to say anything else, she immediately kissed me as I started pulling off her clothes.

We woke up around seven and had sex again. She asked me if she could use my shower one last time. She really loves that thing.

I showered downstairs and was sitting at the island waiting for her. She came down the stairs in her dress, holding her heels.

"These magically appeared on the bed while I was in the shower…weird," she said looking at me.

I grabbed her pulling her into my arms. "Listen, I'm going to be busy the next few weeks, but I'd like to take you to dinner once everything calms down," I said. What I was really thinking was I couldn't date her until we got Cohen.

She laughed. "It's cool Les. Don't worry about it," she said easily.

"I'm not worried about it. It's not a line, I want to see you again. I just can't for a few weeks," I tried to explain. Shit this sounds so sketchy.

"Well, I'm all set," she said as she grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl.

"What the fuck? Are you serious?" I asked.

"Yeah, I told you I'm not looking for a relationship. I didn't intend for this to be more than a onetime thing. It's been fun and you're probably one of the most amazing guys I've ever met, but I'm just not interested," she explained.

"Why?" I asked her. I was feeling a little shocked. I wasn't expecting the blow off after last night.

"Maybe I'm not built for it," she said using my own line against me.

I car horn beeped. "That's my cab. Thanks for breakfast," she said holding up the apple as she turned and walked out of my house and out of my life.