A/N: Okay everyone! As promised, very mature content below. If you can't handle it, please don't read it. I think the story is really starting to roll, so thanks for sticking with me everyone! Please review!!!

Karen Marie Moning owns the Fever series. I own a Leaky Cauldron sign.

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BPOV

I knew she was upset at me. The minute she excused herself to go to the ladies' room, I sensed it. I had to say what I did, to keep my image up. I know it wasn't right to objectify her as someone I kept around for pleasure, but the second I let O'Bannion think otherwise, he'd go after her.

Her silence was uncomfortable. Mac's never that quiet. I had to fix the situation immediately.

When I saw her coming towards the kitchen I ran down to meet her. I didn't mean to scare her, and she probably woke the neighbors with her scream.

"Ms. Lane. I would like to apologize for the comments I made earlier in the evening. O'Bannion is a shady character and I didn't want him to pursue you. I said what I did to disinterest him. I hope you weren't offended."

Her eyes dropped down to the bowl of grapes and she took a deep breath.

"It really hurt my feelings," she said softly without looking up.

I reached out and lifted her chin so I could see into her eyes.

"I'm sorry. You must understand it was not my intention to do so."

She turned away from me and put her food down on the counter.

I put my hand on her shoulder and pulled her toward me.

"You looked beautiful tonight."

I turned her around to face me and I knew in that moment I would take her then and there. I grabbed her face and brought my lips to hers, lightly sucking on her full bottom lip. She responded and eagerly kissed me back.

I broke away from her lips and kissed her neck, inhaling her sweet scent.

"Oh, Mac. I'm so sorry."

She moaned in response and I knew I could have her.

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MPOV

I don't know why or how I was kissing Barrons, but I sure liked it. He is an incredible kisser. While he kissed my neck, his hands made their way under my shirt and he started to caress my bare back.

The next thing I knew, my shirt was on the ground with his and we were pressed up against each other, skin on skin, frantically making out in the middle of his kitchen.

What was I doing? Kissing my boss in his home?! At this point I didn't care. It had been so long since I had kissed anyone, I didn't want to stop.

He went for my sweats and pulled them down, never breaking contact with my lips. He lifted me up onto the counter and laid me back gently. Bending over me, he kissed my stomach and made his way toward my panties, which were undeniably soaked by now.

Barrons tugged my underwear off and the sudden coldness of the granite counter hit my bare bottom but it didn't really bother me because the heat of his touch more than made up for it.

He lifted my legs, bending them open and his mouth traveled to my clit where his tongue darted out to explore. The pleasure was extremely intense and my back arched automatically at the hot moistness of his mouth.

While one of his hands reached to grab my breasts, gently pinching my nipples, he eased a finger into me. I gasped at the penetration as he put in another finger and curled both while still sucking and licking my little nub.

He continued pulling his fingers in and out and bending them towards my special spot. He quickened his pace and I reacted instantly. My climax came fast and hard as my body convulsed. Barrons licked gently with every wave but removed his fingers to suck on them.

"Delicious."

I smiled up at him as he picked me up, carrying me to the pool house.

We laid down on my bed together and he kissed me deeply. I pulled at his pants and helped him unzip them, finally freeing his large, erect penis.

I grabbed his thick shaft and started to make my way down towards it, wanting to see how much of him I could take in my mouth, but he stopped me. Pulling me on top of him he wrapped his arms around me and breathed in.

"Not now. I just want to feel you," he said and rolled me over.

Barrons spread my legs open with his knees and positioned himself between them. He paused, resting his head on my stomach and came up to give me a kiss.

"Mac," he sighed. "You can't imagine how much I've wanted this."

"Please," I pleaded. "I can't wait any longer. I want this too."

He touched his forehead to mine and looked me in the eyes, smiling as he held his cock at my entrance and rubbed just the tip in my juices.

He entered slowly, his size almost too much for me to take in. It was a bit uncomfortable at first but once he filled me completely, it felt amazing.

We fell into a natural rhythm, pushing against each other like we'd been fucking for years. I didn't think about anything except him and the pleasure he was giving me. I had no idea sex could be this good.

I lost count of how many times I came. Barrons kept going, almost insatiable. I felt uninhibited with him, pushing him off me and straddled him, lowering myself onto his rock hard cock.

He looked at me in surprise as I took control. I put my hands on his muscled chest and rode him hard, rocking my hips back and forth. He rubbed my clit and I threw my head back, riding out yet another orgasm.

Barrons took this as an opportunity to flip me over and entered me from behind, ramming hard into my G spot. I yelled out as he pounded into me and pulled me to a sitting position, grabbing my breasts and bouncing me up and down on his lap.

The sensation was too much for me. I screamed at him to cum.

He grunted and pounded harder.

"Please, please, cum with me," I begged.

"Mac...I...I...uhhhhh," he moaned and with one last shove we came together.

I was exhausted. My vagina was exhausted. It pulsated with the after-effects of multiple orgasms.

Barrons collapsed onto his side and pulled me into him, holding me as I drifted into a deep sleep.

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BPOV

Mac fell asleep quickly beside me. When I knew she was really knocked out, I gave her one last kiss on her forehead and slipped out of bed.

Gathering my pants, I made my way back to the house and replayed the events of the night over in my head.

I felt conflicted. She fulfilled every desire I had, but if I wasn't careful, I would need her every day.

It was hard enough watching her walk into the house earlier. Gorgeous in her gown, I had barely resisted the urge to kiss her neck when I fastened the necklace on her.

In the kitchen, I didn't have the strength to resist again. Seeing her vulnerable, feelings hurt, I had to amend my actions.

I nearly came in my pants when I took her panties off. The smell of her desire almost got me. A pleasant surprise to see her bare pussy, much easier for me to taste and lick.

Mac was sweet like peaches and it was incredibly sexy to watch and feel her cum for me.

When I laid her down on her bed, I had to stop myself and breathe for a moment. I needed to calm down so that I could enjoy fucking her. She reached for me as if she wanted to taste me too, but I knew I wouldn't last long if she did. So I stopped her. I would save that for another time.

I knew my cock was going to be too big for her. I knew I would have to take it slow, entering her for the first time. She was so tight. I almost blew my load again, just feeling the walls of her pussy totally enveloping me. It helped that Mac was slick with wetness as I started to thrust into her.

She was amazing. Moving and meeting me at every push, I felt like we were built for fucking each other. I thought of every non-sexual thing to hold off, giving her maximum pleasure.

Mac took everything I gave her and then she got on top of me, gyrating away. I loved it and felt her clenching around my cock again.

I had to take her from behind. Her ass was too nice not too. Bending her over and shoving my cock hard and deep, I was close. The feeling of just her tight pussy on my dick was too much. I sat her upright and bounced her up and down, her back against my chest.

Hearing Mac begging me to cum put me over. I had never wanted a release more in my life. As she contracted around me, I let go and finished with one last thrust.

Fuck. I was beginning to become enamored with this girl. Just one taste and already I wanted her again. I had to cool it. I still needed her as my assistant, so I must control myself.

I had to remember my public persona. Cool, hard and distant, centered around my business. There would be plenty of time to enjoy Mac, but I also needed to ensure she didn't get too attached. I did not need her getting the wrong idea. I'd have to work on that as soon as possible. Memories of tonight would certainly blur the line I needed to draw.