Hey guys,
it's been awhile. I know. Long story short: work, eat, toddler, sleep, repeat. This chapter is not very long and I had a hard time getting back into the story. I really hope you like it still. I'm not that detailed in these kinds of scenes, so I hope I don't disappoint. Anyway, it's christmas and for many of us this one is pretty different from what we are used to. So this is my gift for you out there, who is struggling through the holidays (but also for you, who don't). Have a merry little christmas, or something like that ;)

Chapter 18

She was afraid to open her eyes again. Why? Well, take a wild guess? Around eighty percent of Bo's dreams involved this very situation and exactly one hundred percent of them ended when the brunette opened her eyes.

Pretty normal, one could say. A dream was a dream and had to end with waking up. Wrong! Bo's dreams were long lasting when it came to body reactions and her mind would play tricks with her all day. It was called day-dreaming and the brunette was the fracking queen of freaking air castles.

So she just kept them shut and enjoyed what this Lauren Lewis did to her. Even though the brunette ached to watch the blonde. Yes, she wanted to see every bit of her Boss close up. But the main reason was, apparently Bo could learn a thing or two here.

Whatever Bo thought she knew about this horizontal tango was thrown overboard. Not that she was much of a dancer, but when it came to this specific one she really thought she had it all figured out and tried out by now. And with all she meant from sorry-that-never-happened-to-me-before over pinch-my-nipples-and-call-me-names, to this-was-great-now-out-of-my-appartment-before-my-husband-comes, but holy chewing-gum, was she wrong.

The way Lauren kissed. The way she moved her body. The way she simply touched Bo's skin was… no words could even begin to describe what Bo was feeling right now and they weren't even naked yet.

The blonde was still laying on top of Bo with her lips on the brunette's throat and her hands in the thick dark tresses. Long fingers were running over Bo's scalp and sent shivers through her very being. Every nerve-end was busy transmitting messages to Bo's brain, but it was way too much for it to process all at once.

Mini Bo was running around inside the brunette from head to toe, trying to get a hold of the situation. There were small fires burning all over the brunette's body. Bo was on a high she hadn't experienced before. Lauren's legs had moved to either side of Bo's hips and the brunette could feel the blonde's bare feet alongside her own naked thighs.

Thank you boxer-shorts!

Somehow Bo's fingers managed to slide underneath the hem of the blonde's shirt to touch the smooth skin of her waist. She could say with certainty, she had never touched anything remotely as velvety as her Boss' body.

When the brunette's hands moved along the naked flesh of the blonde's ribcage, Lauren's lips stopped their journey down Bo's collarbone.

With a sudden move, she lifted her upper body and was now sitting on the brunette's lap. It took Bo a second to realize, that there were no light kisses on her heated skin anymore. It wasn't before the cold air of the room hit the space where the blonde's body had lingered, she opened her eyes again, only to find Lauren staring back at her.

"Wh-what's wrong?"

With one hand in her hair and worry all over her face, Bo looked up at her Boss.

Please don't stop now. Please don't stop.

"Lauren? Are you ok-…"

Bo's voice broke, when she watched the blonde reaching for the hem of her shirt and lifting it up ever so slowly. Dark brown eyes followed her Boss' every move. Mini Bo could not stop her jaw from falling to the ground, when she saw the blonde stretching her arms over her head and throwing the piece of fabric on the ground.

The brunette was staring. She was staring at the nudes of Miss Lewis. She was staring at the closest to perfection of the nudes of Miss Lewis. Of Lauren.

"Lauren."

Boy, it felt hella good on her tongue. It came out as barely a whisper, but it filled the sudden silence of the room.

Lauren, who was sitting on top of Bo's lap. On Bo's freaking lap. Freaking topless! Freaking bare skin! What? No! She's not freaking out! Who the heck's freaking out here? No one! That's who!

Shut up!

Bo gulped and tried to breathe. The blonde was naked from the waist up and the brunette couldn't believe that this was really happening. She had opened her eyes after all.

This is not a dream!

Her chocolate brown eyes moved up from the navel, over the muscles of Lauren's belly, which moved slightly with every breath the blonde took. Bo's gaze went further up to the small spot of Lauren's sternum and lingered on the swelling of two perfectly shaped breasts.

The brunette's heart stumbled over a beat or two when her Boss' fingers took a hold on Bo's right hand. Slowly, Lauren lifted it up, sliding over the path those dark brown eyes just took. Over her own stomach and chest. Softly holding it to her lips to place a whisper of a kiss on the brunette's palm.

The gentle touch rebooted Bo's system and reanimated mini Bo, who had simply lost consciousness from the lack of oxygen in the brunette's bloodstream. Yeah, well, maybe she had forgotten to breathe, okay? That could happen when one was facing Aphrodite personified. Just think about how often that happened in life. Zero times! That's right!

Bo was usually not one to camp on the lucky side of life. Luck was unpredictable and Bo rather made sure of things herself with hard work and shit, but she must have done something right, because she just cracked the effing jackpot!

The brunette sat up slowly. Taking her hand out of the blonde's grip, she managed to get a hold of her own shirt to pull it over her head. Lauren's pupils dilated and her eyes grew wide. The hazel brown color of her iris seemed to gutter like a flame in the shine of the bedside lamp. Her chest rose and fell in heavy breaths. The brunette watched her Boss' reaction for another second or two, satisfied to have that effect on her.

If she only knew what she does to me.

The blonde's right fingertips reached up and brushed over the slightly red spot on Bo's collarbone, where her mouth had left a mark. Drawing a fine line further along the sensitive area down to where brown locks covered Bo's chest, Lauren took the wild strands of hair and carefully brushed them out of the way behind Bo's shoulder.

Without warning the blonde's grip tightened around the tresses and pulled the brunette's head back just enough to get access to Bo's throat. Lauren's mouth hovered only millimeters over Bo's skin and her hot breath tickled the assistant's flesh. The brunette was sure she would faint any second, when she felt the blonde's tip of her tongue running up the side of her neck, over her pulse point to her ear.

"You have no idea for how long I've been longing to taste your skin."

Uhm, I might have a clue.

Her Boss breathed the sentence into an eager ear, while her nose was brushing over Bo's hair, inhaling deeply.

"Hmm, you smell so good!"

Soft lips brushed over Bo's outer ear.

"And I wanted to touch every centimeter of your body from the moment… we… met."

The way Lauren was tilting Bo's head, the way she whispered into Bo's ear and the way she accentuated the words she said in this low, throaty voice, brought Bo almost already over the edge.

Again. It's been a while. And also, the brunette was just a hopeless little puddle of mush when it came to everything Lauren Lewis.

"Good heavens."

Bo gulped heavily. Her hands were resting on her Boss' thighs still covered in pajama-pants. When Lauren placed small kisses on Bo's hairline and moved down to brush her lips over the brunette's jawline, the assistant's hands began to travel along those strong legs to the elastic of those trousers.

Bo's fingers couldn't stop roaming over the naked skin of the blonde's back and sides and arms and back down to the waistband. She felt Lauren shiver under her touch and high-fived mini Bo proudly for being the cause of all those goosebumps that appeared.

When Lauren finally took Bo's lower lip between her lips and gently sucked it, another moan escaped the brunette and this time, she wanted the blonde to hear it. She wanted her Boss to understand what she did to her.

Bo's left fore- and middle finger found their way past the elastic and slowly moved over the last barrier underneath. Lauren let out a soft sigh and kissed Bo harder. When the blonde pressed her stomach against Bo's and their chests finally touched, the brunette almost died.

But what a way to go!

Bo stopped exploring the blonde's underwear and was grasping the back of her Boss' head. Her other hand found its place between the blonde's shoulder blades and with the use of all her strength, Bo rolled them around.

"My turn."

It was time to let mini Bo take over. She was placed in the corner for way too long. The brunette's mind had fantasized about this situation one too many times and Bo's inner beast begged to be let off the leash.

Leaning down slowly, Bo was aiming for this pair of slightly swollen, slightly red lips. While she got closer and closer, the brunette's dark orbs roamed over Lauren's face. Bo still couldn't quite believe that it was her Boss looking back at her. When their eyes met something stirred inside of Bo. It was something that hadn't happened before and it stopped her in tracks. Something that started deep down in her belly and spread through her chest. Her head was embedded in a cloud and her every thought was washed away.

Lauren's eyes were shining so bright and they held so many unspoken words. Bo wasn't able to decipher them all, but she freaking felt them in that warmth that was laying over her very being like a blanket, and when Bo finally touched those lips, she just couldn't stop but put all of her into her actions. Electricity jolted through the brunette and caused a domino effect of emotions inside of her.

Bo's mouth moved slowly over the sensitive flesh of Lauren's lips while her hands were sliding along the blonde's ribcage on either side. When Bo's fingertips ran over the heated skin, she had to brush away her own thick strands of hair that had fallen in the way far too often already.

Whatever people saw online in those dirty little clips – yes, those - with these women flipping their long hair around like it was the most natural thing, all aroused and stuff? Well, sorry to narrow it down and break some dreams here, but: No! Long open hair in situations like this, when one just wanted to touch and feel and kiss and maybe settle down between those seductive thighs? It simply didn't work out and was far, far, so far away from sexy, when hair was in the way or found in places one just didn't want to find it.

Don't get the wrong picture here. Bo was a pro in everything lust and knew how to move around that hair problem if needed but for now, all she wanted was to give Lauren her undivided attention.

So Bo did the only actual natural thing here.

Annoyed by the disturbance, Bo broke away from the most intimate kiss she ever shared with anyone and sat up. She tried to grab for her scrunchy on her wrist. First left, then right.

"Fuck me."

"Well, I'm trying."

There was a hidden laughter in her Boss' voice. Bo looked down into the smiling face of Lauren Lewis and almost forgot what she wanted to do.

Almost.

"No, I mean, yes… just… hold that thought."

Jumping off the bed she basically flew the way to the open door and turned around with her forefinger pointing at the blonde.

"And don't move! Don't! Move!"

And please don't change your mind!

Lauren was looking back at her, leaning on her elbows.

"Okay."

Bo ran. Along the main area, through the doorway, into her room and to her bedside table.

"Freaking ey!"

She always had one there. Always. So why in hell not now?

"Where the heck are you?"

Bo dug over her whole bed and the drawer of the small table, only to find nothing.

"I must be damned."

She was so close to consider one of those big clips she had used to close an open bag of chips when she stepped on something on the ground.

"You little… ! There you are."

Bo hurried to pick it up and collect that mess she called her hair to put it into a bun. She was about to turn around and race back to that fairytale of a woman waiting for her, her, when she felt warm fingers running over the cool skin of her shoulder blades down her spine to settle down on her hips.

Bo titled her head slightly to the side while her hands were still busy with her hair. From the corner of her eye she could see the blonde. The window front wasn't darkened and the city lights colored the other woman in a warm orange glow.

"You moved."

"You took too long."

"You don't do well with orders."

"You should know that by now."

Lauren's breath on the crook of Bo's neck let her shiver. The blonde stepped even closer, so that her naked front touched Bo's back. When the brunette tried to turn around, she was held in place by two strong hands on her hips.

"Don't."

Lauren's right hand moved around to the brunette's stomach.

"Just let me."

A soft nod was all Bo could manage to do when she felt Lauren's other hand sliding up her side and over her collarbone to continue its way along her arm to her hand which was now just hanging in the air. Soft fingers intertwined with hers. Lauren guided Bo's hand to her mouth and placed delicate kisses on her knuckles and wrist, down her forearm to her shoulder. Her Boss laid Bo's hand around her neck, where soft blonde curls had found their way out of Lauren's ponytail.

The now free hand moved back down to where it had started the journey, but wouldn't stop on the brunette's hip. Instead it glided lower and lower until it found the hem of Bo's shorts. While one finger mastered it's way past the waistband, Lauren's other hand started a whole different storyline.

Sliding over the small goosebumps that formed on Bo's belly, the blonde's hand worked it's way up and up and up. The brunette couldn't stop the sounds coming from somewhere deep down her throat. When Lauren cupped one of her breasts and gave it a light squeeze, Bo's legs almost gave in. The blonde continued her sweet torture on Bo's upper body while her long fingers of her other hand ghosted over the heated skin further south and past the elastic of the brunette's underwear.

Leaning her head back on the blonde's shoulder, the assistant decided to let this woman do whatever she wanted to do to her, as long as she continued to make Bo feel like this. A sharp intake of breath broke the quietness of the room when Lauren finally touched Bo's center and slowly rubbed over her most sensitive spot. All the blood that was left in the assistant's brain was sucked out and now pulsating wherever Lauren's skin met Bo's.

The blonde played her like she played the piano in that lounge the other night, where they had shared this luscious second kiss. It might sound like one of those cheesy lines in a bad romantic movie, but it was a fact.

A lot of Bo's previous lovers weren't able to move both hands simultaneously. Well, actually most of them didn't. At least not over a longer period of time. At some point, the left hand forgot what the right hand was doing. Not that Bo was complaining – well, maybe a little – but the point was: Lauren Lewis knew how to use her fingers. All of them.

Bo's grip on Lauren's neck tightened and her breathing became faster. The brunette's other hand was holding her Boss' forearm to keep her in place. She could feel the short puffs of the blonde's breath on her neck shortly before she felt her teeth nipping on the delicate flesh along the brunette's tense muscles.

Bo couldn't concentrate on anything any longer. Everything came together and exploded in the warmest color when her climax hit her like a bomb that made her legs shudder and her whole body quiver. A strong arm around her ribcage held her upright while soft lips continued to place open mouth kisses on her shoulder and neck and upper arm and anywhere and everywhere they could find Bo's nakedness.

It took the brunette a second or five to find her breath again and for her head to come out of the clouds and back on the ground.

"Mother earth!"

A soft laugh escaped her Boss, who was still holding Bo tight against her chest.

"That, I…"

Bo had moved her head sideways and turned her body as much as it was possible with the blonde's arms still keeping her in place. Looking into her Boss' beautiful face, her deep whiskey brown eyes, Bo couldn't find the words anymore she wanted to say. There were all these emotions inside of her again, she just couldn't quite understand. She didn't usually feel. Not like this. But usually said its goodbyes and was outside the door the second Bo set eyes on this powerful business woman walking towards that unexperienced driver in that airport the very first day of work.

Moving her gaze from those orbs down to those lips, Bo couldn't suppress the urge anymore and crashed her own lips down to meet her Boss in a passionate kiss. Everything the brunette felt, all these unexpected, unexplored, unstoppable sensations in her chest and belly came bursting out and flooded her and if Bo wasn't held like this and looked at like that it might have scared the beating bass-drum out of her, but instead it let to this very kiss.

The need for air became a problem and Bo had to back away or die but she was still not ready to let go of those lips and tongue and teeth and tastes and just this moment.

"Damn."

In the end it was Lauren who broke the kiss and laid her forehead against her assistants', breathing heavily.

"I know."

Lauren's grip loosened and Bo was able to turn around fully, wrapping her arms around her Boss to just hold her close.

Good grief, Bo. Since when are you so needy?

But she really couldn't give a horse's poop. Needy or not, Bo wanted to touch the other woman and pull her in and never let her go again.

The brunette placed her head on Lauren's shoulder and let her fingers slide up and down the blonde's back, leaving a trail of soft kisses along Lauren's crook of the neck to her shoulder. The taste of salt and something else on her lips flamed the desire for more up again in the brunette's body.

Turning them around and moving them to her bed, Bo continued to place kisses on the blonde's neck and throat and collarbone and when they hit the mattress and fell down on top of each other, mini Bo was back in the game.

A throaty roar came out of Bo's mouth when she was holding herself up, looking down on the blonde's surprised expression.

"Mhh, all the things I'm gonna do to you, Lauren."