Sorry for the delay, but now that TPOP is finished, I have only this to work on. If you haven't read "The Price of Payback," why not? Sure, it's a western, but give it a shot. Besides, I don't know how long I will keep it on the site, so do whatever it is you guys do with it if you want it while it's there.

Thanks to everyone for reading my fics. I see new readers every week finding my older works. I appreciate all of you and all of the support you have given me in reviews and on twitter. It is truly appreciated.

I hope things will settle down some this summer so I can post more updates, but who knows. The next one won't be for at least two weeks as we are off to celebrate our 18 yr anniversary. So I hope this will tide you over till then.

Chapter 13

Monday Evening

The weekend flew by and Monday had arrived sooner than either of us liked. When I was with Bo, I would fall into an alternate universe where it was only her and I and time moved at a different pace. Too bad time always seemed faster with her, like no matter how many hours passed, there was never enough time for us together. In the blink of an eye we'd go from hello to goodbye and the countdown until our next meet would begin.

The red desert and concrete buildings passed by in a blur as Bo drove us home from the airport. In a matter of minutes we'd be back at the house and once again real life would resume. Hectic schedules, work meetings and a hundred other things would keep us apart. All the things here in Vegas that didn't exist when we were in Seattle. I wished our trip had been a little longer. We really did need a vacation and I wouldn't be opposed to spending more time in the rainy, green mountains of the Pacific Northwest. Las Vegas was such a polar opposite to Seattle. Both had their perks, but the change of scenery was invigorating and the private time with Bo was just what we needed to grow our relationship. That quiet couples time when there were no distractions or schedules or anything else to focus on besides us was important to me. Losing myself in work and life while convincing myself that what we had was real would be so easy to do, but I didn't want to wake up one day and realize that all we really had was sexual attraction and nothing in common, no chemistry. If this weekend proved anything, it was that we were compatible, we were both in this up to our eyelids and we definitely had chemistry.

I stared out the window, Bo's hand in mine, holding onto the little bit of time we had left as I sifted through the memory of an amazing day together. We'd done our best to make the most of our free time, steering clear of work or topics that took up most of our lives as much as possible. That was one of the reasons our morning was so wonderful. The property was quiet and serene. No one but Bo, me and a few staff remained after her family left. The chef prepared amazing Greek omelettes, which we ate on the back patio as we basked in the first rays of sun to break the clouds since we arrived. We lounged around for a while poolside under the cabana. Occasionally we indulged in some inappropriate, but thoroughly enjoyable, touching. Then after we packed up, Bo showed me a few highlights of Seattle. She drove me to a scenic place in Puget sound. The majestic snow capped mountains on the other side of the ocean were a beautiful sight to see. A sight I could get used to. From there we went to the city and roamed the market place, stopping at Pike's Place to watch them throw fish until it was finally time to catch our flight home.

The trip home was smooth and fast. We actually managed to avoid banging the walls down this time, but that didn't mean we kept our hands entirely to ourselves. We snuggled on the sofa and watched an old eighties brat pack movie, Pretty In Pink. Loving caresses and tender kisses replaced the fierce, needy passion that flared between us so often. But those were the moments I was becoming more and more attached to with Bo. The sex was off the charts amazing, but it was the way we were so comfortable with one another on every level that was taking root in my heart, mind and soul.

All in all it was a great trip; certainly a learning experience for us both. Our relationship grew stronger and even though I had my little hesitations, I could see more clearly than ever, a future with Bo. Never in any of my past relationships would I have stayed after a debacle like the gala. Nor would I have fought so hard to work through it like I did with Bo or dealt with her uppity parents. I could tell myself all kinds of things, but my heart wasn't letting her go anytime soon. That fragile little organ that beat so strongly for her was doing all the thinking this weekend and that was a first for me.

I rolled my eyes. Mandy and Shawna would have a field day with lovesick Lauren. But that would be fair payback for all the times I did the same to them. I needed to give them a call soon. Seemed like ages since we'd talked. Probably because I wanted to spend my rare free moments with Bo. Just like they used to do to me anytime they found a new love interest.

First things first though. What I needed to do now that we'd landed was head over to my family's Jeep store. I promised Evelyn I'd have details for her Tuesday and I was pretty certain she'd be on me early. The last thing I wanted to do was blow the headway I'd made with her. I wasn't too thrilled about the prospect of running into my dad, but if Bo could deal with her overbearing parent, I could deal with mine.

Bo flexed her hand in mine. She knew what was on my mind. She always did. "You want me to go with you?" Her eyes drifted from the road to me.

"You can if you want to, but I may be a while. After I set up the deal we'll probably end up having," I raised my free hand and made air quotes, "a little chat."

Bo laughed at my eye roll, returning her focus to the highway. "I get it. Our parents are just..." She took a deep breath and let it out with exasperated force. "Wow," she said through an easy chuckle.

"Yup. That's a good description."

"I guess I'll just drop you home then. I hate that the weekend is over already. Well, not the family part, but the us part."

"Me too." I pulled our joined hands onto my lap as she drove. Her warmth brought me comfort. "Thank you for everything. I enjoyed getting a peek into your life."

Bo glanced over from the out the corner of her eye. The edge of a broad smile was evident even though she was facing forward. The dimple never lied. "And I'm glad you didn't run for dear life."

My light-hearted laughter echoed through the car. "Never."

Bo held her smile, checking the road before returning to me. "I'm gonna hold you to that."

"Oh-ho, okay." I let out another hardy laugh.

Her eyes gleamed with more happiness than I'd ever seen and it sent a warmth through my chest that I was the cause. "Seriously though, sooner or later I'll have to see your parents again, Lauren, and preferably not when my hands are in your pants."

"Oh god, don't remind me." The memory of my mom and dad frozen in place looking like they were about to have a stroke still haunted me. "I know. We will. Maybe we can do dinner soon. I'm sure it'll come up when we chat." That was a definitely a bridge we needed to cross soon. Our relationship was moving fast and I couldn't keep avoiding them. Not when Bo was tearing down any wall I'd ever put up, making a mockery of every old excuse I used to have for ignoring love. In fact, I'd been mostly powerless against her. Early on it was frustrating and scary, but now I found I didn't even care to put up a fight. What idiot would fight that kind of happy?

"Well I do look forward to formally meeting them, ya know, face the firing squad like you did this weekend. It's only fair." She winked.

A soft chuckle fell from my lips. If it weren't for the awkward first meeting, there would probably be very little friction between Bo and my parents at all. Well, now we had the gossip from the gala that was sure to be a topic of discussion. "But of course."

"I doubt I'll handle it with as much grace as you though. You were amazing. You always are. You can be charming as hell one minute and stone cold business the next." She wore a proud grin that turned seductive in the flash of a second. "And have I mentioned how unbelievably sexy that is?"

"Hmm... maybe once or twice." I returned a flirtatious wink. "But really Bo, you're the queen of charm. It flows from you naturally. Unless you decide to use the super bitch of a public persona you've worked so hard to build."

"Yeah, I'm hoping to keep her under wraps for the most part. I was thinking of trying to just be me for a change. Except at work."

"Of course not at work. I always thought of it like being an actor. You go to work, play a part all day and then go home to the real you."

"I like that. It makes sense. It's fun to play Bo Dennis billionaire, but I prefer the me that I am when I'm with you." Her smile shone from deep in her soul, taking my breath away.

"And who would that be?"

"Lauren Lewis's lovah!" She cracked with a sly grin. Her genuine laugh doing things to me I'd never be able to comprehend.

"Oh lordy." I shook my head smiling like crazy at her. She could be so adorable. "Bo, I hope you know that you are so much more than that to me."

"Oh yeah? How much more?"

"You're everything." My voice shook as I said the words. I didn't know why. I'd already said I loved her and we were having an easy conversation, but the weight of this admission left me vulnerable. Love was love, but giving every bit of yourself... it was brave, crazy, heartwarming, frightening as all hell.

Her hand gripped mine tighter. She was silent, but the smile remained as we pulled into my driveway. Bo slipped the car into park and looked straight ahead like she was in deep thought.

My heart sunk. I'd enjoyed spending every minute with her and was sad that real life would be back in our way.

She took a deep breath then her eyes met mine. "You're everything to me too, Lauren. I want us to have a long, amazing life together."

"Me too, Bo."

"One step at a time, right?"

"Right."

"I mean, I'm so in love with you, Lauren. Its scary because all I want to do is whisk you away, buy a house together and jump into domestic bliss with you." She swallowed hard. Her nervousness was every bit as obvious as mine. "But I also don't want to run faster than we already are. I don't want us to go so fast that we trip and fall, because I don't think I could stand it if we didn't work out."

I nodded. Her sentiment echoed the thoughts bouncing around my brain. "I know exactly what you mean, Bo." Good to know she was in the same place I was. Excited, scared and stuck between wanting so much more and afraid to lose it all. But we could do this. "So we just keep going. No pushing, no jumping. Let it all fall into place, because I know I couldn't stand to lose you."

She pulled my hand to her lips, smiling as she pressed a kiss to the back of my hand.

I flipped my hand around, cupping her jaw. Her eyes fluttered shut on contact. "I guess I should get going. You gonna stay tonight?"

"No." Bo let out a disappointed sigh. "I'd really like to, but I haven't been back to my place in nearly a week. There's some contracts I need to look over and I could use some different clothes."

"Okay, well..." My breath left me, leaving me heavy and hating that it was time to part. "Thank you again. I had a wonderful weekend with you. We should do that again soon."

"We'll plan that vacation soon." Her words, just like her eyes were full of hope.

"I'd like that."

We leaned across the center console, our lips meeting slow and soft. We were both careful not to get carried away, which was so easy to do anytime we touched. Bo was intoxicating and her kiss, her caress, they were like a drug coursing through my veins, making me high on contact. If I didn't leave now, I might drag her into the house for the night. My eyes squeezed shut as I pulled away. My tongue swept across my bottom lip in an attempt to savor her for just a moment longer. "Goodnight Bo."

"I'll help you get your bags." She unbuckled her belt.

I held up my hand, stopping her mid-motion. "It's okay, I got them." If she followed me to the door right now, she wouldn't be leaving for the night and she knew it. "I'll see you tomorrow?"

"I couldn't want anything more. Good night, Lauren."

I smiled and pushed the car door open. I grabbed my bag from the back then walked to my door, smiling at Bo one more time as she backed out of the drive. She refused to leave until I was inside, shooing me with a wave of her hand. I shut the door behind me and fell back against it. The sturdy wood the only thing holding me up as my breath left me like a blow from a heavyweight boxer.

This love thing was hard. Was it possible to fall any deeper in love with her? I mean, any worse and I'd be glued to her hip like a puppy. We'd just spent three days together and I was struggling to be away from her for a night. If that wasn't a sign that I was in it deep, I didn't know what was. I think what made it worse was that I knew how our work weeks went. Sometimes we didn't see one another for several days and that was a hard reality to face after this weekend of closeness.

All I could do was take care of business and hope that tomorrow brought us at least a little bit of time together. Right now though, business included a trip to see my father for Evelyn's Jeep. That would be one way to take my mind off missing Bo.

I left my bags at the door, grabbed my keys and headed back out. "Let's get this over with."

XXX

A little after eight I made my way through the dealership and stopped outside my dad's office. He was in his usual spot scouring over numbers late into the evening instead of home with mom like most owners would be. I can't remember when the last time I saw him at work was, but it had been a while. His face was more worn than I remembered. His hair nearly all white now. I almost didn't recognize him and it made me sad. This was what I had to look forward to if I hadn't met Bo.

I knocked on the door frame receiving only an angry grunt in return.

"Hey dad."

He dropped his pen and spun his chair to me. His expression of annoyance faded into an easy smile. "Lauren, come on in. So nice to see you."

"You too." I smiled just the same as I made my way deeper into his sanctuary.

"What brings you by? You never visit us anymore."

I settled myself on the edge of his giant deep cherry wood desk and folded my arms. "I know and I should since I'm still part owner." My words fell out with a hint of humor.

"You always will be dear, even if you have your own dealership."

"I know and I've been meaning to stop in, but its been busy."

"Yes, business is good."

"Very." An awkward silence fell between us. Might as well get to business since that was all we ever talked about. "I came by because I need a loaded Cherokee Trailhawk."

"Oh? You tired of all those fancy cars you've been driving."

"Never." I grinned. He knew how much I enjoyed the high dollar cars even with my deep appreciation for classics and our family's bread and butter, domestics. "It's for the Torchlight Foundation as a fundraiser."

"Very well. I need their non profit number and well, you know all that stuff."

"Yes I do, but you won't need it, I'm paying for it. Just tell me the cost it would go to the charity for."

His brows shot up and his arms folded, matching mine. He leaned back in his chair assuming a defensive, but not aggressive nature. "Why would you write the check?"

And the grilling began. I took a deep breath and fell into the same state of emotionless negotiator that I would at work. This was how it went when we were together. "Because I want all the money to go to the cause. They help victims of domestic abuse get on their feet. It's my donation, or it could be our dealership's donation, if you'd like the press."

"Where's this Torchlight from?"

"Seattle."

"Seattle?" He shook his head. "I can't see why we'd do that. That's nowhere near our market."

"The event scores national news. The Dennis family puts on an event every year that has all the high profile people in attendance."

"It just doesn't make sense to me."

He never did have the same ideas about marketing as I did, but then again, our dealerships were completely different markets. I didn't come here to get him to pay half anyway. I just needed a jeep. "That's fine, I'll do it myself. And I'll be in attendance to hand off the keys to the winner."

"Is this because you're dating their daughter? Are you trying to impress them? Because you shouldn't have to prove yourself to anyone, Lauren."

"Except you?" He wasn't pleased with that remark. I didn't come here to argue. I sighed and moved past my unnecessary quip. "No, I'm not trying to impress anyone. I stand on my own merits as a successful business woman. And No, its not because I'm dating their daughter, although yes, I wouldn't have known about the foundation otherwise. I feel its an amazing cause and they have shelters all across Washington and Oregon. They help a lot of people, mostly women. It's time I start doing more."

"I've never heard you speak so passionately about something that wasn't car related before."

I heard his words, but his face gave nothing away, leaving me unsure if he was proud or disappointed. But Bo brought passion out of me in many different ways. In many ways I feel like I'd been in a deep sleep my entire life and she was the only one that could wake me up. I didn't give a shit what his opinion was. "I want one in black."

"Very well. When do you need it?"

"I'd like to have it shipped out in the next day or so, but I want to send a picture of it tomorrow for approval."

"Done. And I will split the cost with you, since it's for such a worthy cause."

"That's very kind of you." And quite surprising.

He gave me a nod of approval.

"You're welcome to join me at the banquet to present."

He dismissed the notion with a wave of his hand. "I'll let you do the honors, just be sure to mention all of our dealerships. So, now that we have that settled, let's have a little chat."

Great, here we go. "Sure dad. What would you like to talk about?"

"Just wondering how you've been doing. Your mom and I are worried about you."

"Worried? Why?"

"We caught wind of some gossip about you and the woman you've been seeing, Ms. Dennis."

"Bo?"

"Seems she has quite the reputation and she lived up to it the other night." His brow creased as a slight frown formed on his lips. "Very embarrassing. You really shouldn't be associated with that kind of behavior."

I had to temper my anger which flared far quicker than I'd ever experienced. I clenched my jaw and tried to remain calm in my tone as I spoke. "You know nothing about her or us, so I suggest you watch what you say."

"Of course. I just mean that those kinds of outbursts can be bad for business. It may not be important to her, but for you-"

"I'm going to stop you right there." I held my hand up and pushed off his desk. "I'm a grown up dad and I can handle myself. Just an unfortunate incident. Bo and I have discussed it and we've moved past it."

"All right fine. He threw his hands up in surrender, the frown staying in place. "Not another word." We both stood silent, not meeting one another's eyes. "When will we get a chance to formally meet her?"

You mean when we weren't bout to have sex on my kitchen counter? I wandered to the book case looking at the pictures he had when I was young. I always loved the one of us with grandpa in that 100. I ran my finger across the old framed photo. He would've loved Bo. "Umm, I've been thinking about that. How about next weekend? We can all have dinner at my house as long as you agree to be civil." I turned around with a determined glare aimed solely at him.

"Laur-"

"I'm serious dad. No mention of this or her reputation. You come in with an open mind as if you knew nothing about her or don't come at all. I love her. She's a wonderful person. Her family were gracious hosts to me, so if you're going to act like a member of the media grilling her, then I'll pass. She has enough of that to deal with already."

"Fine. I promise we'll be on our best behavior. If you say she's not what she seems, then I trust you. You're judgement has always been top notch."

"Thank you." That was too easy. Was he beginning to learn that I was my own person or should I be suspicious?

"But it doesn't mean we won't be looking out for you. Surely you can understand our concern. Getting involved with high profile people can have dire circumstances."

Ah, so he'll play nice, but didn't mean this wouldn't come up again. I'll take it for now. "I know. And just like me she has her own business separate from her parents. She acts a certain way when she's at work or with her family, but I assure you, when you meet her, she's just so warm and down to earth."

"I never thought I'd see the day my daughter loved something besides cars."

"Thought or hoped?"

He rolled his eyes. Not hard to see where I got that from. "A father wants their daughter to be happy. You've always been like me, happy with cars, but if you manage to find something else then..."

"I will always love cars dad, but there is room for more than just this business. It's okay to allow more into your life and I want more with Bo."

He just stared at me.

I rolled my eyes. He would never get it. Maybe he wanted me to be happy, but he had no idea what it really meant. He only knew business. I don't even understand his relationship with mom anymore. Were either of them happy? It took me finding Bo to realize how fucked up my parent's arrangement really was. I don't want that. I want to be truly happy. I thought I was until I met her. Bo is what makes the rest of life complete. Al the success and the money, that wasn't it. Only Bo makes it all worthwhile. "I'll talk to mom about what we're having and when." I let out a hard breath. Our chats were always exhausting for me, even if this one as less intense than usual. "I need to get home. It's been a long day."

"Of course. It was nice to catch up and I look forward to dinner."

"Me too." He approached and wrapped me into our customary hug. I always found it unsettling. He loved me, yet he could never truly express that love with warmth of touch or expression. He was all about his business and making me an owner was his way of showing me how much he cared. Some days, I'd have preferred a real hug though.

I patted him on the back like some estranged member of the family I was obligated to hug. For the first time in my life it really made me sad. "Goodnight dad. Say hi to mom for me" I peeled myself away and walked out.

I didn't look back, didn't say a word. The quicker I got to my car and out of here the better. My mind was a mess and over the course of the weekend I'd turned into an emotional mess. I wasn't equipped to deal with all this. Hell, I was still struggling with the intense amount of feeling that Bo brought out of me. Adding family to the mix was something I wasn't prepared for at the moment. Jumping into the driver seat of the Challenger, I turned the radio up then I sped out of the dealership and toward my empty house. I was already missing Bo.

I pressed the green button on the steering wheel. The automated voice chimed in prompting my command. "Text Bo. Thank you for an amazing weekend. I miss you and can't wait to see you again. Have a great day at work. I love you." With a quick review by the hands free system the message was sent. Not more than a minute passed before as response came. I smiled as I hit the button. My smile growing wider as the little voice read her message to me.

"Hey sexy car lady." The phrase sounded so weird coming from the computerized voice, but it didn't dampen the thump in my chest one bit. "I had an amazing weekend with you too and I'm counting the seconds until you're back in my arms. Sleep well and have a great day at work. I love you too. I'll never get tired of saying that."

"Me neither," I whispered into the empty cab of the car. My voice drowned out by the volume of the Sirius sixties station playing The Four Season's "Can't Take My Eyes Off You." How aptly appropriate. I caught a glance of myself in the rear view mirror and I was beaming. That's what Bo did to me and I wouldn't have it any other way.

XXX

Another long day was done and I was happy to be headed home, despite the empty feeling of the place when Bo wasn't around. I'd barely seen her since we came back Monday night. Our work schedules had been hectic and as much as I still liked a bit of my own space, I found I was really missing her a lot more since our trip. Maybe she'd be able to get free for a late dinner or something.

When I opened my front door the bedroom hall light was on. Did I leave it on this morning? I rarely ever used it, so that wasn't likely. My heart sped up. Panic gripped me. My eyes searched for any disturbance or signs of visitors. There were none. Weird. Maybe I accidentally hit it this morning. My mind was in a daze when I left anyway. Being away from her so long was distracting.

Deep down I'd hoped the light meant Bo was here, but there was still no sign of anyone else in the house. A slight ache settled in my chest at the realization I was alone yet again. The panic slipped away and my shoulders slumped. I pulled my phone out and dialed Bo as I walked to my room. Her cell went right to voice mail and my mood plummeted, creating a strange sensation that I'd never experienced before. Loneliness. I missed her more than was probably healthy.

In my relationships up until now, even with Bo, I liked being with other people, but craved my own escape. I didn't want to feel trapped or to be expected to spend every free moment with whomever I was dating. After last weekend though, something had changed. Bo and I were connected on a level that was completely new to me. I wouldn't say it was bad, just different. Now I only craved her. Needy? Maybe. Clingy? Perhaps. But I was so in love with that woman it was ridiculous.

I shook my head and shoved my bedroom door open, then set my bag down. When I looked up, my jaw dropped. Bo was leaning against the light blue wall of my bedroom in her navy blue pin stripe blazer buttoned at the waist. Her shapely legs were crossed, bare skin peeking out from under the garter belts. A pair of dark six inch heels punctuated her attire with an exclamation point. Talk about short skirt and a long jacket, she was absolutely heart stopping.

"You wanna go out or stay in tonight?" Her voice was low and silky smooth. With the flick of a finger she unbuttoned the blazer revealing a matching navy pinstripe bra and panties that were edged with baby blue lace.

The octave of her voice resonated within me. As if being struck dumb at the sight of her wasn't enough, I was choking on my words now too. I moistened my lips and swallowed hard, finally finding a strong voice. What was the question? No matter, there was only one thing I could say as I stared at her in awe. "You. Are. Exquisite."

"Thank you, but you didn't answer my question." She pushed off the wall and sauntered closer giving me a better look. Her makeup was different, smokier around the eyes and deep red lipstick. The flash of desire in her gaze sent shivers down my spine. The good kind. Really good. I could feel it in places that had been aching for her for days.

There was a new found confidence having her look at me that way. I stood a little straighter and willed my brain to function again. "Let me think about it." Taking my bottom lip between her teeth, I dropped my jacket on the floor and stalked closer to Bo.

I soaked in every inch of her body as my eyes traveled the length of her form slow and with purpose. Bo stopped in the middle of the room. I circled her, dragging one finger along the top of her shoulders until stopping behind her. My nose brushed against the crook of her neck and I husked into her ear, "I'm going to need to have all the information before I can make a decision." Light kisses were placed on her neck as my hands slid down the front of Bo's shoulders. With one finger on each side looping under the edge of her lapels, I pulled the blazer back, letting it fall to the floor.

Bo stood still, letting me do as I pleased.

I stepped back and took her all in. The air caught in my lungs. There was a very real struggle to contain myself. "Somebody went shopping."

She spun on a heel. A seductive grin formed when her eyes met mine. "I got something for you and something for me."

"This is for me?"

"Mhm. You like?"

"Mmm, very much so. What did you get yourself?"

She turned to face me. "A gift for a later date. Today is all about you."

"I don't know what to say."

"You can answer my question. In or out?" Bo bit her lip and put her hands on her hips.

"Hmm..." I circled her again putting on my most predatory smile. "Out."

"What? Really?" Bo was flabbergasted. "You'd rather go out than enjoy this?" With a hurt and perplexed expression on her face, she swept her hands down the length of her body.

"You didn't let me finish.," I said as I closed the distance between us. "I want you out of that."

The confusion eased, replaced by that genuine smile that was reserved just for me. "I see. But don't you want to take a little time to appreciate it first?"

"Oh, I'm appreciating it." My eyes took another trip from head to toe before settling on the valley between her supple breasts. I licked my lips and snaked my hands around her waist, pulling her closer and getting a good look down between the swell of her breasts. "I'm appreciating it very much." The words tumbled out in a voice much lower than usual. I trailed light kisses down her neck, smiling when her chest vibrated with a content purr. With a mind of its own, my mouth blazed a trail to her breasts, only stopping when the offending fabric kept me from my destination. I narrowed my eyes, irritated that her delicious skin was obscured. "You are so damn sexy Bo," I growled. My voice hardly recognizable. What did she do to me? The pinstripe power suit lingerie was an absolute turn on. Her in that blazer that stopped at the top of her thighs showing off toned legs and a garter belt. Mmmm god, I was so fucking lucky she was mine.

I nipped at her hardened nipples through the fabric. Each contact making her gasp and jump. "This needs to go. Now."

Bo moaned and arched into me. "Yes, Ms. Lewis." Her words were growing heavy, each one accompanied by a panting sound.

Once nimble fingers fumbled in their quest to free Bo's body as quickly as they'd like. My frustration roared in a hurry. Stupid fingers. Stupid snaps. She should be half way to screaming my name by now. "Dammit."

"Easy there," she laughed, reaching back and undoing the snap. "Let's not rip it to shreds just yet."

"Then it should stop cock blocking me and let me have my way with you already."

"I've never seen you like this."

"Have you seen you in this," I huffed, my impatience shining through.

"Yes." Her wicked grin was all knowing. "And this is exactly the reaction I was hoping for."

My lips latched onto her nipple the moment t was freed from its confines. My hands gripped the curve of her ass in her barely there panties.

"I missed you so much, Lauren, she whispered through heavy breaths. "That feels so good, oh god, I uh-think I may be addicted to you."

"Mmm." I smiled as I moved my attention to the other breast giving dedicated attention for several minutes. The sounds coming out of her only spurred me on. I worked my way back up her throat and chin until I reached her bottom lip. Taking it between my teeth, I gave it a sharp tug. "Did you think of me each night before you fell asleep, touching yourself and wishing it was me?"

"Yes," she gasped.

I plunged my tongue past her wanting lips, taking all she had to offer before pulling back, leaving her dazed and breathless. "Did you dream of your body against mine and the way I make you feel things no one else can?"

"Yes," she uttered. Her face was flushed. She gulped for air. Her pulse pounded in that vein in her throat, a spot I loved to mark so often.

That meant she was done talking and ready for me to take her. But not yet. One hand slid along the inside of her thigh. I let a finger ghost across her soaked panties causing her hips to buck. She wanted more. "Do you wake up soaking wet with an ache only I can soothe, then count the minutes until you're at the mercy of my touch again?"

Bo's mouth dropped open. "God yes. Please Lauren." Bo sighed, dropping her head back against the bedroom wall. My words hit her deep. She ground her hips into mine. Her hands pulled at the edges of my blouse and fumbled blindly for my pant buttons. "Did you miss me?"

"Nope. Not at all," I smirked when she frowned playfully. I kissed her hard, pushing her into the wall with my leg firmly between hers. I encouraged her to ease the building pressure.

She complied, grinding against my thigh. Even through my pants her need was evident. "You're so bad." She attacked my neck. "And I love it."

'Mhm," I mumbled through soft nips and kisses as I worked my way down, headed for her toned belly. Stopping when I'd fell to my knees, my mouth ever so close to where I'd been dreaming last few nights. I looked up into dark burning eyes. "I love you." My hands slid her panties down at an agonizingly slow pace.

Bo squirmed and bit her lip.

She wanted me so bad right now. I'd never tire of that inferno that burned in her eyes. The one directed solely at me. Who could ever get tired of a gorgeous woman like her looking at them with such intense desire and love? "And I'd love to have you on your desk in this lingerie too, Ms. Dennis."

"That can be arranged. Now, are you going to keep teasing me?" Her body quivered with desperate anticipation. "Because I think I'm going to explode if you're not inside me in the next five-"

I silenced her words with one simple action that left us both speechless. There were no words, though I managed an awe filled groan at how ready she was for me. Every time was just as special as the first. Knowing that I was the one that could undo her like that, could touch her like that, made me feel powerful, humbled, honored.

Bo gasped as I eased into her, moving in and out at a slow and steady pace. Her eyes rolled back and her hips thrust in rhythm. "Fuuu-, yes. God yes, Lauren."

For several long minutes I took joy in drawing out her orgasm. Every curse, every attempt at begging for release brought smile to my face and a nip to her heated flesh. Her hips bucked, trying to increase the tempo, but she was a slave to my touch. She was so wet, so wanting, it was a struggle to harness my own desires to take her hard and fast. There was no greater drug that the sight and sound of her tumbling into ecstasy with my fingers buried deep inside of her. Yes, this was very much an exercise in control for me. As agonizing as it was to deny myself gratification, the sheer look of pleasure on her face made it all worthwhile.

Bo's words spoke of release, but her body never wanted this to end. Her legs trembled in an effort to keep her upright. I kept her right on the edge, teasing just the right spots to where she could hardly breathe, but had air enough to let out moan after delicious moan that was music to my ears. Her body was strung so tight it looked as if it might rip in two and when one of her arms fell from my neck, when all her fight was gone and she relinquished herself to my every whim, I gave her what she wanted.

A more beautiful sound had never been heard by me as her orgasm ripped through her, leaving her jello in my arms as I steadied her against the wall. I couldn't imagine the look on my face when she gazed at me through a sex filled haze. If I was half as giddy on the outside as I was on the inside I probably looked like a crazy woman. I leaned in, tugging on her lower lip with my teeth before thrusting my tongue inside. Bo whimpered, kissing me back just as passionately as I lowered us to the floor. If there were any doubts before, there were none now. I didn't need words to know that every ounce of Bo's being belonged to me. And lord knows I belong to her.

XXX

"So, I've been thinking," Bo mumbled as she snuggled her naked into my side. Her head was on my shoulder and her arm draped across my waist with a possessive hold.

What could she be thinking about after all the sex we just had? I was exhausted and could barely form a thought. "About?"

"About the fact we both agreed it would be great to take a vacation, yet we've done nothing to plan one."

I liked her post sex-a-thon train of thought."Okay. Where do you want to go?"

"Anywhere. As long as you're there." She rolled up onto her elbow. Her finger began tracing lazy circles on my stomach as she watched me with a sleepy smile on her face. "Where do you want to go?"

"I'd give the same answer, but then we wouldn't be getting anywhere." I winked. Her finger traced across a sensitive spot spreading goose bumps up my neck.

Bo laughed. "One week, or longer for all I care. We can go where ever you want. Europe, Asia. An island. The beach. The mountains. You name it."

All of the above. I could leave it all here and travel the globe with her on the drop of a hat if she asked. "Boy, those all sound great, but I'd like to go somewhere we can get to quick and easy. I don't want to spend a lot of time traveling. I just want to relax with you."

"Okay..." She settled back onto my shoulder, but her fingers continued to traverse my skin, soothing me and sending me closer to sleep. "So, beach or mountains?"

"Mmm," I hummed, trying to stay awake. I was excited to plan this, but our escapades wore me out. "If it was winter I'd say mountains. Since its not, I choose beach."

"Perfect. I get to see you in your bikini all week." Her laugh reverberated through my body bringing a lightness to my soul. "If you want, we can stay at my place in Malibu. It has a private beach."

Sold. I was dying to know more about her. What better way than to stay at her place? "I'd love that. Plus, I'd get to learn a little more about you being in your own house." My free hand moved to her arm, beginning it's own teasing journey with light patterns drawn against her creamy skin.

"True. I guess the penthouse hotel isn't really personal."

"No, but I loved our trip to Seattle, getting a glimpse into your life."

A quick laugh of disbelief flowed through her lips."My crazy dysfunctional life?"

"We all have that," I answered with a lazy laugh. "But yes, it made me love you more, seeing where you came from and what you've built for yourself. You're amazing Bo." My hand slid down, capturing hers in mine and quieting her movements.

Bo kissed my cheek and whispered, "I think we've already settled that we're both hot, amazing, kick ass babes."

"I believe you're right." I turned my head to capture her lips one more time before I passed out. Her lips were my kryptonite, leaving me at her mercy. "So, when does this vacation happen?" I was starting to slur my words.

Her hand slipped out of mine. I was too slow to grab it back, but a split second later it was on my cheek. Like second nature, I pressed into her touch. My heart skipping a beat from the tenderness of her caress.

"You say the word. We can take the jet," she spoke soft and low. "I can fly us, leave Paul here. Or we can road trip. It's about 5 hrs by car."

My eyelids grew heavy, fluttering. "Mhm."

"But we can talk about it in the morning. Sleep well. I love you." She kissed me again, then resumed her place, her arm keeping a tight hold on me.

"K. Bo?"

"Yeah babe?"

With the little bit of coherency I had left, I mumbled, "Road trip. I want you to myself." A smile fought sleep to tug at my lips.

"I'm all yours, Lauren."

Those were the words dreams were made of.

XXX

There you have it. Another chapter down and who knows when it will end. It's by no means a work of art, but it's just for fun and will go on with meaningless BoLo fun till I run out of ideas. Unless you guys object to that idea? Let me know- R&R!