Here is a brand new chapter. I had a hard time writing it and re-wrote and edited again and again. Now, it is what it is.
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Chapter 22
It'd been ten days since their talk. Bo was sitting in the cockpit of her Hummer, waiting for the blonde to come out from one of her formal dinner meetings.
What? Bo's butt had basically become one with the seat over the weeks and everything was adjusted and configured to her needs. Inside and out. So the car was hers now. Don't ask. She didn't make the rules!
However, no, she didn't quit. And yes, she was still Lauren's driver. With… benefits? Or something.
Bo found out, the new assistant was some guy, who would probably not make it through the next week. Every day Bo heard another anecdote about how incredibly incapable he was. Yeah, okay! Maybe Lauren's standards were almost unreachable. At least for someone that wasn't Bo, since she was awesome like that. Bo got more and more satisfied, listening to the stories her Boss was telling about his failures. Was it unhealthy? Probably.
Did that make her a bad person? Maybe. Would she have to work even harder then to even out karma? Definitely! That was fine with her though.
Anyway, Bo was sitting there, watching the sunset, waiting. It'd been almost 11 days of chased touches and sneaked kisses and damn arousing eye-sex.
Almost 11 days, plus minus around 15 days of radio silence after Paris.
All in all, that made one too many days. According to Cocker or Adam Ries. These big men in history, that were good at maths or whatsoever. One too many days without this the-birds-and-the-bees kinda thing and Bo was more on edge now than ever before in her life.
Sooo many days!
But who's counting? Weeeeell… Bo was. But she really wasn't complaining. Okay, maybe she was just a little bit.
Although these past days had been the most erotic, most exciting, most stimulating days Bo had ever experienced. Like ever ever. She also really didn't want to push the blonde. Everything was still so new. Whatever that was they were doing.
She did enjoy this secrecy as much as she hated it. Adrenaline was pumping through Bo's veins like oxygen through her lungs and not only because of the way Lauren touched her. Well or the way she looked at the brunette, when she thought Bo didn't see it.
This forbidden-fruit kinda game they were playing was just so damn delicious, but at the same time it was damn sticky and it sort of messed up everything Bo had cultivated over the years.
She actually hardly ever spared the other party's needs or feelings a thought. It wasn't meant to be more than what it was anyway. A quick scratch to her itch. So that's what she hunted for and that's what she got. Hanky-panky that was. Usually, the intentions were clear. Usually, both parties knew the rules. Usually, shmusually.
But with Lauren it was different.
Not that she was surprised about that. Freaking everything was different with Lauren. Starting with the fact that Bo never slept with the same person more than once. Too risky to send the wrong signals there. Also, the brunette wasn't looking for anything but some fun here and there.
But with Lauren? Oh dear! Bo felt like a teenager. Well, not felt like a teenager, but felt like a teenager. Her emotions went crazy and her feelings were on a free-fall-tower, that just kept on going up and down.
With every damn sound Selly made Bo got overly excited, hoping for a message from her Boss – even if it was business related – and became so damn freaking frustrated, if it wasn't. Stupid spam mails and stupid business partners, asking stupid questions.
All. The. Time.
They didn't get the memo, that they were reaching out to the wrong person here. No assistant no more, peepz! Holy Long Island Iced tea!
Also, did she mention, that Lauren was hot? Hot like the stone they served the sizzling meat on, at her favorite steak place, which would cook it just the way Bo liked it - English. Just FYI – right at the table! Crazy, right? Well, that hot. Times 50. Other-worldly hot! It was insane!
Where were we? Right! On edge!
It was a real scorcher outside, on a day in late September – talking about hotness - and her Boss was wearing a dress, that screamed to be ripped off of her body.
Wait! That sounded all kinds of wrong. Let's rephrase that.
The blonde knew exactly how to wrap up nicely, so that Bo seemingly couldn't stop dreaming about peeling her out of it again.
That didn't sound much better.
Anyway, it was knee long, cleavage much and tight in just the right places. It was in this dark jade green, that just complimented the blonde so damn perfectly. And, oh boy, it showed off just the right amount of upper arms to melt Bo's brain into ice cream soup. She was drooling whenever she watched the other woman through the rear-view-mirror.
Or maybe it was sweat, hard to tell. Could one sweat in their mouth?
What? It was a valid question! Why? Because! Of course the freaking air-condition went silent a little bit after midday. Today of all days. Still half a day to go and the sun created something Finnish-sauna like inside the car. Bo had pushed buttons and pulled levers. She even tried talking! Nothing. No responds. Not even a cough.
The blonde had turned her window down, at some point along their ride out, just enough for the warm wind to play with her golden locks. Her head was leaning back against the headrest, with those pilot sunglasses on her nose, which were driving Bo crazy. Just saying! She couldn't see her Boss' eyes, nor most of her face and she just really hated that! On the other hand, there was more time to inspect all those other delicious body parts. Bo got distracted more than she preferred, scanning up and down that delicate throat, while waiting for the next red traffic light to switch to green again. All stretched out and stuff.
So inviting!
Bo had to take off her jacket, roll up her sleeves and loosen two of those buttons on her blouse, so that she was somewhat able to breathe. She knew this wasn't near anything workoutfit-y, but she couldn't care less.
Not only did she freaking melt - like the chocolate bar she had wanted to save for later. Bad idea in retrospect - no! She was burning from the fracking inside, too, caused by the sight of this effing Persephone she was forced to look at all the time. Well, yes, forced! Who could look away when the queen of the underworld walked by? She had to be queen of the underworld, because Bo saw this satisfied little grin on Lauren's lips – oh those lips - once too many times within the day. The blonde knew exactly what she was doing.
"Holy tease!"
So all this mentioned, it's not a surprise, that Bo had to take the coldest of cold showers ever felt on earth. After she finally managed to peel her sweaty backside from the car seat it was glued on back at her apartment building that was. The water was so freezing icy, that her nipples almost disappeared in the see of goosebumps, if it wasn't for their darker shade. Bo's lips were already deep red slash violet, when the doorbell echoed through the chattering sound of her teeth.
Grabbing a towel from the hook next to the door, Bo cursed under her breath, when she half hopped, half walked to the entrance. She hated to walk over laminate with wet, bare feet or any surface for that matter. There was dust and little crumbs and everything urgh, that the brunette didn't even want to so much as only think about. And now all of it created its very own ecosystem on the soles of her feet. Pretty irgh!
"Coming!"
The bell rang again and again before Bo was anywhere near the front door. Whoever that was, they better had one freaking awesome excuse why they disturbed Bo's paradise of a fire extinguisher she had just been showering herself with. Her libido had just dropped from burn-burn-burn to something warmish again.
"Wait up! I'm coming, holy smokes!"
Holding onto the towel, Bo opened the door, ready to bark at whomever.
"What the actual f…, Lauren?"
There she was. The cause for the brunette's Antarctic expedition in the first place.
The blonde just stared at Bo, who was soothing down her towel uncomfortably with an unsteady hand. As if it was a wrinkled dress.
"Uhm, hi. Wh-… What are you doing here?"
Without an answer, her Boss took a step forward, placed her hand behind Bo's neck and pulled her in for a fiery kiss, which heated up every centimeter of the brunette's body. Warmish just exploded into hot flames again and fire was shooting out of Bo's ears. Figuratively speaking. Duh!
Surprised, Bo crashed into Lauren with a muffled yawp.
Her Boss pushed Bo backwards, while closing the door in one swift move. Not even once letting go of the brunette's lips or neck. Her other arm found the back of the brunette's head and pulled her even closer.
Bo had to wrap her hands around the blonde's upper arm and shoulder to not slip and fall.
With every step they took, Bo gained more and more control over herself again and when her towel-covered butt hit the back of her couch, the brunette was back in the game. Their lips moved over one another in a fierce dance. One of Lauren's eager fingers brushed away some wet strands of hair from Bo's shoulder, while she moved her mouth from the brunette's chin and jaw to her collarbone. Hard teeth nipped on soft flesh and the brunette couldn't suppress the moan slipping from her throat.
"I wanted to do this all day."
Lauren's words fell in hot puffs on the brunette's skin.
One of Bo's hands was holding the back of Lauren's head, carefully guiding the blonde's mouth back up to meet with her waiting lips.
It was one of those kisses, that turned the brunette's head into mush and brought the animal inside of her out. Pure instinct and raw need. Mini Bo was purring like a panther ready to jump its prey.
The longer they kissed the more it grew into something more slow and deep with searching tongues and careful teeth.
Bo was lost in everything Lauren. She was far gone and got carried even further away with every little sound, coming from the blonde. Her hands were playing along her Boss's leather belt from the sides to the front. Fast finger's opened the buckle and started unbuttoning the pants underneath.
After the zipper was halfway down, Bo's hands found their way underneath the now freed loose shirt to the blonde's belly, brushing over the moving muscles.
Sweet mother…
Lauren hissed into Bo's mouth, when Bo's fingertips reached the fabric of the blonde's bra. The brunette couldn't stop herself any longer. Ready or not, self-control one way or another, this was it.
Bo palmed one of Lauren's breasts on top of her lingerie and squeezed with determination. That must have hit a nerve or something, because Lauren stopped whatever she was doing and drew her head back to look into Bo's eyes.
Who? What? Why?
The brunette swallowed hard by the sight of lust staring back at her. Panting from the rush of adrenaline and the lack of air in her lungs, Bo's chest was heaving up and down almost as rapidly as her heart was beating.
Whiskey brown eyes were gazing over Bo's naked shoulders to her cleavage, where she had knotted the fabric together in a hurry, surprised it still did its job. The brunette was pressed in between the sofa and her Boss, who's fingertips brushed over Bo's neck down to where the towel began and naked skin ended. One of the blonde's fingers was gliding over the rim of the wet texture, which caused a shudder to ebb through the brunette's body.
Goosebumps spread out over her still slightly wet skin and Bo had to close her eyes for a moment to restrain herself from crashing her lips back onto Laurens'. She really wanted to jump the blonde's bones as much as she really wanted Lauren to set the pace.
"You're so beautiful."
The blonde's voice was heavy with desire. Bo opened er eyes again and not until now did she realize, that the towel had long hit the ground. The brunette was standing there only wearing her birthday suit.
Lauren had taken a tiny step back to be able to let eyes roam over Bo in all her naked glory.
Warmth crawled up the brunette's cheeks. Bo didn't know why, but hearing Lauren say those words to her, seeing her Boss looking at Bo like she did with this adoration in her eyes, made Bo feel proud of herself in a way she never felt before. It also brought up some insecurities she never had faced before. Bashfulness wasn't something Bo knew much about. Neither the feeling of really hoping for the other person to like what they saw. She was used to being quite self-conscious. It was a weird mix of pretty confusing feelings and the brunette didn't really know what to do with her hands anymore.
"Uhm… thanks."
Shyly, Bo looked down to her feet and brushed a strand of hair behind her left ear.
"Aww, don't be embarrassed. I bet you hear that a lot."
Well yeah, she did. But surprisingly enough it had never meant as much as it did now.
"I'm, uh."
A chuckle brought Bo to look up from the ground again. Lauren wore one of those damn arousing lopsided grins on her face. Bo swallowed down whatever insecurities there were and just concentrated on the smiling woman in front of her. As much as Lauren turned her on, confused her and sometimes frustrated her, she also grounded Bo. And as uncommon as it was, it felt so damn amazing. That this was even possible, Bo wouldn't have even dared to dream about. That there could be a person, who wasn't Bo herself, that could actually calm her insides like that and give her a reassurance, a confidence she hadn't gotten from anyone else before. Until now.
Leaning her head slightly sideways, Bo smiled back. Feeling silly to have questioned her effect on the blonde, when her Boss's aura was basically shining sky high.
Not that Bo had some superpowers like that, seeing people's arousal. It was just, that Lauren had this glow to her, which only seemed to appear when she was around Bo.
So yes. In some ways, it was a superpower anyway.
"I'm not."
Pushing herself off of the backrest, Bo closed the distance to her Boss in one swift move. Bo laid her hands on the blonde's shoulders and placed the softest kiss on the corner of her Boss' lips, lingering just long enough to feel that smile growing a little bit wider underneath her touch.
Bo's hands traveled down Lauren's arms to the hem of the blonde's shirt. Holding on to the fabric, the brunette lifted it up slowly, with her lips still hovering over Lauren's mouth.
"I just think it's unfair, that you are still covered up in so many layers, is all."
Pulling back, Bo moved the shirt higher and higher. Her knuckles brushed over the soft skin of Lauren's ribcage every now and again and as much as the blonde tried to play it cool, Bo saw the effect of her touch on Lauren's body. Staring into each other's eyes, Bo helped her Boss out of it completely. Tossing it aside Bo took a hold on the belt again.
"Let's get you out of these pants."
Without much résistance more and more fabric found its way to the ground and Bo loved every second of it. Almost like unwrapping a gift, she took her time. The brunette hadn't gotten many presents in her life, so she enjoyed it even more now.
Lauren's bra opened in the front and Bo's eyes followed her own fingers with excitement. A satisfied smile tugged on the brunette's lips, when she uncovered two perfectly round breast, staring back at her. When her fingertips brushed over the hardened flesh ever so slightly, Lauren's head fell backwards and a moan escaped her open mouth.
Bo wanted to tease her, wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine, but when the last strap slid down her Boss' muscular arm, the brunette couldn't wait any longer. She stepped forward and crashed her own naked front into Lauren, who buried her hands in Bo's damp hair. Lips found one another, skin brushed over skin. Bo pulled and Lauren pushed and before they knew what happened they had stumbled over the backrest and landed on the couch.
Laughter filled the room, but ebbed away when Bo's chocolate browns had found the blonde's whiskey colored eyes shining down on her. Lauren had landed on top of her with legs between legs and hips on hips. Bo was sure, that her Boss could feel her excitement by the way they were tangled up. Not that she minded.
Lauren looked at Bo in the exact same way she had looked at her, when she thought Bo didn't notice. It was a look, that made the brunettes belly tingle and her heart stop beating. It was a look that took her breath away. There were no words in the world to describe the feelings in Bo's chest, when the blonde leaned down slowly to kiss Bo in a way she had never been kissed before. It was heavy with emotions and unshared conversations and just everything warm and homey.
There was so much passion in this one kiss, so much desire, that Bo was not only high on unshed joy in her stomach but damn freaking flying high up in the clouds like never before.
Her hand grabbed her Boss' cheek and her arm went around the blonde's lower back and all the brunette could do was to kiss Lauren back with all she had.
Slow and tender became rougher and more needy and when Lauren's knee moved upwards and met with Bo's waiting center, something animalistic kicked in again and took over. Mini Bo wasn't one to wait for too long.
One of the brunette's hands squeezed the blonde's right breast while the other was moving south, past the waistband of Lauren's black underwear.
Before the brunette knew what hit her, she felt Lauren's mouth covering the sensitive skin of her chest with kisses and soft bites. Holding herself up with one arm, the blonde positioned her body, so that her leg was now rubbing over Bo's core, gliding rhythmically, while her tongue was leaving wet spots on the brunette's heated flesh.
The newfound space between their forms was both appreciated and – for crying out loud - frustrating. Bo wanted to feel Lauren all over her skin and the blonde's weight pushing her down into the pillows. But she also wanted to be able to touch her Boss, to make her feel what Bo felt.
The brunette moved in synch with Lauren's thigh and she knew from the way her stomach tightened, that it wouldn't be long until the point of no return. Bo's hand traveled down Lauren's ribcage, to her hipbone and further underneath the fabric. The heat that greeted her there was nothing short of amazing and when Bo's fingers slid into Lauren's wetness and her Boss ached into her touch, it was the most fantastic moment of all times. Without exaggerating.
Deep moans, heavy breaths and rapid heartbeats filled the silence.
Lauren laid her head in the crook of Bo's neck close to her ear. The brunette knew, the blonde was close by those short puffs against Bo's skin and the almost growl-like sound coming from her throat.
Bo's thumb continued circling over the blonde's most sensitive spot, while her forefinger was thrusting in synch with Lauren's thigh grinding against Bo. It became harder and harder to keep the rhythm as Bo's own earthquake was building up inside of her ready to shake any second.
The brunette felt Lauren stiffen more and more until she bit down on Bo's shoulder so hard, Bo was certain it'd leave a mark. She couldn't care less though, as her eyes shut close by the wave crashing over her. The brunette moaned out in pleasure followed by a muffled cry next to her ear.
Sweat was running down the valley of the brunette's chest to her stomach. The blonde collapsed on top of Bo, her head buried into the cushion of the armrest. The brunette could feel Lauren's heartbeat like a bass-drum fast and hard against her chest, wondering if she could feel Bo's heart against her skin, too.
The brunette was in a bubble she didn't feel like getting out of just yet. Still swamped from aftershocks, she was holding on to the blonde, laying heavily on top of her. She didn't mind the weight. At all. She liked it a lot actually.
Suddenly Lauren shifted and was now laying half on the couch, half on Bo. Soft fingertips brushed over the brunette's left cheek.
"Are you crying?"
What?
Bo touched her face and wiped off those strains of whatevers.
"I'm not."
Lauren sat up just enough to be able to look into Bo's eyes.
"Is something wrong?"
"Wrong? Oh boy, no! I just had the most earth-shattering orgasm ever felt in our solar-system. I feel pretty damn freaking amazing right now."
Lauren just nodded and laid back down. She didn't push the brunette and Bo was more than happy about that, since she really didn't know why her pouches chose to burst now. She didn't cry. She never did. Then why would that happen now? It didn't make any sense. Bo felt good. Really, really good.
They hadn't talked about this little incident. There was not much time to talk that night anyway. Or at least they didn't talk with words.
They switched from the couch to Bo's bed. Ninety centimeters didn't give much space to roll around, so they might have fallen down once. Yet again, Bo got reminded of how great of a humor Lauren had. She just laughed it off and they went straight back to business.
The night came and went and when the sun knocked friendly on the window the next morning, Bo hadn't even closed her eyes yet. She was way too occupied observing the sleeping beauty in her arms.
By noon the brunette opened her eyes again, surprised not just about the fact, that she had fallen asleep without noticing, but also about being alone in her bed again.
Turning around, Bo reaching out to grab Selly, laying on the nightstand. A message was blinking. "Bossy-woman" it said on the text.
'Sorry for leaving you like that again. I swear, I'll make it up to you. Meet me tonight at my apartment. Lauren PS: I had a really great time, but we need to do something about your bed situation'
"I agree."
Sitting up, Bo was stretching her body, sore from a workout, it hadn't faced in way too long.
"Believe me. You will make it up to me. Tonight."
