THALIA

As I gained consciousness, I stretched out on the large bed I was in and yawned deeply. I opened my eyes and nearly fell out of bed in shock. This isn't my room, I thought and then the thoughts of yesterday came flooding back. I blushed deeply as I remembered last night and as I got up, I noticed that I felt so stress free and relieved. I understood that response because before last night, I hadn't had any sex for the past 10 months. I was going through a dry spell and what better way to break it than to sleep with your boss?

I got up and grabbed a shirt from the floor, not bothering to check who it belonged to. Once I had thrown it on, I padded out into the living room to look for Nico. What if he's ditched you? a little voice in my head said. I hesitated, would he do that? I mean, it would make a very awkward working environment.

I momentarily pushed aside my fears and made my way out to the sitting room and I noticed the television was on but there was no sound. The place, however smelt like something delicious was cooking so I walked into the kitchen where I saw that Nico's naked back was to me as he fried something on the cooker.

"Have a good night's sleep?" he asked,

I was startled for a second, "how did you know I was here? Are you some kind of CIA agent or something?"

He chuckled lightly, "You'll never know, information like that is classified."

I rolled my eyes and walked to the island table to grab an apple and leaned against it munching my apple as I watched him cook.

His back muscles were as defined as the rest of him and every slight movement caused them to ripple. I watched him intently and as my thoughts drifted back to last night, I began to grow warm with lust.

He turned around and stopped dead in his tracks as his gaze fell on me. His eyes roamed my body slowly making me blush and fiddle with the bottom of the shirt.

He raised an eyebrow and cocked his head to one side as he moved closer to me, "I think that shirt looks really good on you"

He kept walking till he was right in front of me and then he slowly unbuttoned the entire shirt ,leaving me exposed, and started to trace his kisses up and down my jaw. I moaned brokenly and that seemed to drive him off the edge.

He tore the shirt off my shoulders and I reached for his sweatpants and slid them to the ground leaving us both naked in the kitchen.

He lifted me into his arms as he carried us to the sitting room, my mouth never left his neck.

I doubted we were going to make it to the bed and I was right when I felt him fall onto the couch with me on top of him.

There was no need for foreplay this time. My body was already dripping with need which made it easy for me to slip onto his rigid length. We both let out content sighs and I began to ride him smoothly. I rolled my hips and he moaned. Soon he was meeting my strokes and the pressure in my stomach was building up at an alarming pace. I kept rolling and gyrating my hips as I rode him which seemed to drive him crazy because he moaned my name. I knew I wasn't going to last longer because the pressure had built up so fast and it was ready to pop. My breathing became more erratic and I began to speak but Nico understood and decided to make me lose the ability to speak coherently because then he latched his mouth onto my nipples and used another hand to press on my clit. So what I said came out as something like this, "nghhhhaaaahhh"

Nico raised his hips sharply and drove himself into me. The sensation was unbelievable, my body was on cloud nine and suddenly the release came and I screamed out his name as I flung my head backwards and felt the inside of my walls contract more intensely that it ever had before. Nico helped me ride out my orgasm and soon enough he groaned as he shot his load into me.

My naked body collapsed into his. We were both dripping with sweat but damn, it was worth it.

After a few minutes of panting and trying to settle our breathing, I raised my head to look at him.

His dark eyes met mine and he smirked at me and then he kissed me. I kissed him back and before he could get us fired up again I slipped off him and stretched my limbs.

I made my way over to the kitchen to get some breakfast and possibly put on some clothes. Once I stepped into the kitchen, I spied his shirt on the floor where it had fallen. I picked it up and replaced it on my shoulders and then I walked over to the cooker where he had been frying something and peered into the frying pan. He had fried some scrambled eggs and over by the side of the table, I noticed there was a packet of salmon, and a loaf of bread.

I began to salvage some food but he wrapped his arm around my waist and lifted me off the floor and me onto the island table then motioned for me to stay. He began to place portions of food onto two plates and he expertly arranged the food so it looked like I was at a real restaurant.

As he moved round, I began to get turned on again. What on earth was wrong with me? We had hot sex barely ten minutes ago and I already wanted more. I honestly hoped I wasn't turning into some nymphomaniac.

I crossed my leg to help control the dull throbbing between my legs and I averted my eyes from him as much as possible. I was concentrating so hard on not looking at him that when he lifted me into his arms and deposited me at the table. I nearly jumped out of my skin which of course caused him to burst out in laughter and I scowled deeply but that all went away when I saw the delicious looking meal that sat before me. He sat on the opposite side of me and we both dug into our meal. I moaned when I tasted the food which caused him to choke slightly. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow and noticed that his eyes were dark with lust.

I flushed and averted my gaze form his so we could continue with our meal in silence.

NICO,

That moan was what did it for me. Once we were done with this meal I needed her. I didn't know how she could so easily drive me into frenzy. She was the raw definition of sexy and I doubt any other woman could turn me on so much, by just wearing my shirt.

I continued to watch her as she ate and I noticed she hadn't fully done up the buttons of my shirt so I could still see the swell of her breast. I could feel the erection forming and I sighed quietly.

Once we were both done with breakfast I took both plates to the kitchen and came out to find her stretching.

My shirt was short enough that I could see part of her bum as she stretched upwards. Honestly, this woman was going to drive me out of my mind. I was completely hard now and I wanted to fuck her, again.

I walked up to her from behind and wrapped my arms around her waist. I pressed myself against her back and kissed her neck tenderly. She noticed my boner but she just tilted her head backwards to give me more access. I smiled and as I massaged her neck with my mouth, I placed my hand into her shirt and onto breast and I slowly caressed her, playfully teasing her nipple.

She tilted her head back and moaned. I smiled, "Do you want to take a shower?"

"Of course," she answered breathlessly.

After another session of intense sex in the shower, we finally stopped jumping each other's bones long enough for us to sit down and watch TV and actually talk. She told me all about her family and I told her stories of me growing up in Italy with just my father.

She was lying on my sofa, her head in my lap about to fall asleep but then her phone rang. I lifted her head gently off my lap to get her phone before she could attempt to and I handed it to her. After a few seconds with the receiver in her ear, she bolted up and sat up straight as her hand flew to her mouth.

"Yes, I-I'll be right there!" she stuttered as she flew of the chair and ran into my room to get her discarded clothes.

"Thalia, what's going on?" I asked as I followed her to my room where she ran around in a frenzied state.

"Nothing just leave me alone. You've gotten in my pants now so you can stop behaving like I'm anything more than your fucking secretary!" she screamed at me.

I was surprised but even more confused. What on earth was making her so defensive and paranoid, I continued watching her and I noticed there were tears in her eyes. That could only mean one thing, "What's happened to Jason?" I asked calmly.

She froze for a second, "There's been an accident and he's being rushed to the hospital. Piper just called me to tell me which one." her voice was thick and it was obvious she was panicking

This alarmed me, I hadn't known Jason for very long but he was a good kid who cared a lot about his sister. "Come on Thalia, you can get your stuff later just grab your jeans and a shirt and let's go. I urged her on while I too tried to retrieve a shirt to put on.

In a matter of seconds, we were out of my house speeding to where Thalia's brother was; possibly dead, but hopefully alive.