Sorry this took so long. 5 Stages has been at the dominating my fiction writing brain. Anyway, here's chapter 3. Enjoy.


Olivia sat at the table next to Charles and they worked through the book, breaking it down a sentence at a time. They omitted some words, added some, changed others, took out full sentences. It needed to be perfect. He heard his phone go off. "You should get that." She smirked and kissed his lips softly. "It might be Kelsey."

Charles kissed her again and broke away gently, picking up the phone. "Text from Kelsey wanting an update." He responded quickly that they'd made incredible progress, and that once they finished for the day he was going to go home and spend time with his daughters. He put his phone down and pulled her closer. "Nothing to worry about," he whispered, their lips meeting again.

She heard keys in the door and she broke the kiss and blushed, her eyes meeting his momentarily, moving away from him, seeing Noah come running in. "Hello, sweet boy!" She walked over and hugged him. "Come say hi to Mommy's friend. This is Charles, he publishes books for a living, and he's helping me publish mine."

Noah looked at the man sitting at the dining room table. "Hi, Charles. I'm Noah."

Charles smiled at the boy and put his hand out, Noah shook it and he smiled. "Hi Noah. It's so good to meet you. I've heard a lot about you."

Olivia smiled. "Sweet boy, Charles has two little girls around your age. He's invited us over for dinner and a sleep over. You'd get your own bedroom even."

Noah looked at his mother then at Charles. "Do they dance?"

Charles smiled and nodded. "Bianca a bit more than Nicole, but yes, they do. And I hear so do you."

Noah smiled proudly. "I do. I take ballet and jazz."

Olivia smiled. "How about you go pack a bag with pajamas and some clothes for tomorrow. And don't forget your toothbrush."

Noah looked up at her. "Okay, mommy!" He ran off to his room to pack his bag.

Olivia looked at Charles and smiled, kissing him softly. "Now I just hope your girls will like me."

Charles kissed her cheek. "They'll love you," he whispered. He caressed her face. "God, I want you."

She bit her bottom lip. "I want you, too, Charles." She rested her forehead on his. "Not yet, we should go to your place. And I should put a bag together. With clothes for tomorrow if nothing else." She kissed his lips softly and stood up. "That jacuzzi tub is calling our name, and you will be calling my name, too. Tonight." She winked and walked into her bedroom to put an outfit for tomorrow, as well as her toothbrush and makeup wipes and some lingerie in her overnight bag. She walked out and smiled at Charles interacting with her son. She slowly walked over and lifted Noah onto her lap as she sat down. "What are we talking about?"

Charles smiled. "I was just talking with Noah about books, and about how we publish them."

Noah looked at her. "It's so interesting, mom!"

Olivia smiled. "It is, isn't sweet boy?"

Charles smiled. "How about we head over to my place. The girls will be home soon. Maybe you guys could make up a dance and put on a show for us."

Noah's face lit up. "That would be so cool!"

Olivia smiled. "You and the girls can make up a dance and Charles and I will put our heads together and we'll figure out something for dinner."

Charles looked at Olivia and he couldn't help but stare. He loved her smile, it lit up the room. He saw Noah run back to his room and he kissed Olivia passionately, it wasn't long, but it was deep and left her wanting more. "I had to," he whispered. "You're so beautiful, but when you smile… my God."

She blushed and ran her fingers over his lips. "I want to keep doing that. We should head back to your place." She closed her eyes and they pulled apart when they heard Noah come out of his room. "Ready, sweet boy?"

Noah smiled. "Let's go!"

Charles smiled and stood up and gathered up the paperwork and stood up. "Hey, Noah, not only do you get your own room, you also get your own bathroom, how's that sound?"

Noah's eyes went wide. "Woah," he whispered. "Really?"

Olivia smiled and gently ran her hand over Charles's back. "Charles has a big house, what do you say Noah?"

Noah smiled. "Thank you Charles!"

Olivia bit her bottom lip. "Go put your shoes on." She watched Noah run off. She turned to Charles and stood on her tiptoes and whispered in his ear. "Thank you, Mr. Brooks." She grinned, feeling him shiver.

Charles turned to face her. "You don't play fair," he whispered. "I want to worship your body all night," his voice was soft.

Olivia's eyes darkened. "We better get going then, hm? So we can let the kids choreograph their dance and we can… tease, touch, kiss."

Charles nodded. "I want to set you on the kitchen counter and—"

Olivia put her finger over his lips. "Don't tell me. Show me when we get there, okay?"

Charles smiled. "Come on, let's head out."

They all walked out of the apartment, Olivia and Noah with their bags, and took a cab to Charles's brownstone and he led them inside, showing Noah his room and leading Olivia to the master suite. "Oh, Charles," she whispered, feeling his lips on her neck. "Can we put the kids to bed early so you can bring me in here and make me come over and over and over?" She giggled and turned in his arms and kissed him passionately.

Charles smirked. "Ah, something tells me 4:00 is a little too early, he whispered.

Olivia pouted. "But I want you to fuck me," she whispered and ran her hands over his lapel.

Charles grinned. "Patience, sweetheart. Patience. I'll fuck you good once the kids are in bed."

She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Well, at least kiss me one more time? I can't get enough of you."

He nuzzled her nose and kissed her with a deep passion that took her breath away. The kiss was slow and deliberate, his tongue teasing hers. He broke the kiss softly and saw her eyes still closed. "You alright?"

Olivia panted and let her eyes flutter open. "No one's ever kissed me like that before. It was… wow."

Charles smiled. "No one should kiss you any other way. Now, let's head down to the kitchen to hang out with Noah and wait for the girls, we can figure out something for dinner."

She blushed. "Let's go," she took his hand and followed him downstairs and saw Noah reading a book, George Orwell's 1984. "Hey, sweet boy, Whatcha reading?"

Noah looked at his mother. "Oh, the book was on the table. It looked interesting. I only read a few pages, I saved your spot."

Charles smiled. "Oh, don't worry, I've read that book thousands of times. One of my favorites." He sat next to Noah and smiled. "But it may be a little too grown up for you just yet. But, I do have a few books you can borrow if you'd like."

Noah looked up at him. "Really?"

Charles nodded. "I love books, I have so many of them. Hang here, let me pull them down for you."

Noah looked at his mother, then at Charles. "Thank you Charles."

Olivia was in awe of Charles. She watched him stretch to reach a few books and she took a deep breath, controlling herself. "Charles is really nice, hm?"

Noah nodded. "He has so many books."

Olivia giggled. "A reader's paradise," she stroked Noah's hair and kissed his head.

Charles walked over with three books. "Here we go. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Charlotte's Web, and Oliver Twist." He grinned. "Read them. I fell in love with these books around your age."

Olivia looked over at him with adoration in her eyes. She kissed the top of Noah's head again. "My smart boy," she whispered.

Noah looked up at Charles. "Thank you, I'll give them back when I'm done." As far as Noah was concerned Charles just gave him the most precious gift in the world.

Charles smiled and heard his daughters come in with their nanny. "B, Nic, come in the study!" He saw his daughters come in. "I want to introduce you to two very special people. This is Noah," he said, resting his hand on the boy's shoulder. "And this is Olivia. I'm editing her book. They are going to have dinner with us tonight, and Olivia and I will be working on her book once everyone goes to bed, so Noah and Olivia are going to sleep in the guest rooms."

Olivia smiled. "Bianca, Nicole, it's so wonderful to meet you. Your dad tells me a lot about you. Like, I hear you girls dance." She saw them nod.

Noah smiled. "I dance too! How about we go make up our own dance?"

Bianca and Nicole were shy and though they didn't talk much their faces lit up and they smiled, bringing Noah upstairs, leaving Olivia and Charles alone.

Olivia looked at Charles and smiled. "So, what should we make for dinner?"

Charles walked over to her and gripped her ass. "I want an appetizer first," he picked her up and set her on the kitchen counter. "But you need to be quiet, or the kids will hear you."

She kissed him and bit his bottom lip. "I want more than an appetizer, but I suppose it'll scratch the itch for now."

He pulled her pants and panties down and spread her legs, seeing her lean back on her elbows. "Ready?"

Olivia looked down at him. "Suck my clit," she smiled and felt him do just that. "Oh!" She bit her bottom lip. "Mm, right there, baby." She let her head fall back, enjoying every last sensation he was giving her. "Just like that," she gasped. "Oh, don't stop. Don't stop!"

Charles looked up at her. "Yeah, you like that? You gonna come for me? Let me taste it? God, Liv you taste so good."

She bit her hand when she let out a moan. "Oh, Charles. Charles!" Her back arched and her hips thrust up into his face. "God, I'm coming! I'm— I—" she gasped and her body went rigid, shaking, gripping his head as he kept up his movements. "Yes! Oooh!" She looked down at him and let her mouth fall open as her orgasm wracked her body.

He grinned and slowly brought her down before he kissed up to her lips. "You taste amazing," he whispered.

Olivia smiled wide, kissing him softly, her breath heavy. "You're good at that. God, that was… the best…" she felt her breathing even out. "I uh… I'm not usually one to enjoy oral sex. I couldn't reciprocate for a long time and I felt guilty getting off if my partner wasn't getting off. But that… Charles, no one has ever made me come that. That hard, that…" she closed her eyes. "Mm."

Charles kissed her gently. "Let me help you get your pants back on?"

She giggled and hopped off the counter, her knees still weak from orgasm, he caught her. "My hero," she kissed him as he pulled her pants and panties back up. She fixed her clothes and smiled. "We may want to sanitize the counter before we cook. Especially because we're cooking for the kids, too."

He gripped her ass and smiled. "Probably a good idea." He kissed her neck. "What should we make for dinner?"

Olivia smiled. "Can't go wrong with burgers." She shrugged and wrapped her arms around him. "You amaze me, Charles Brooks. Your house is… it's a dream. All these books. It's like your own personal library."

Charles smiled. "I've got something special to show you, but it'll have to be another day. If you like the books, I think you'll like this," he whispered. "How about we PostMates Shake Shack? We'll still sanitize the counter, but then we don't have to cook."

She smiled. "I think that's a good idea. It's hot enough in this kitchen without adding the head from the stove," she ran her hands over his chest. "Where's the bathroom? I want to clean up a little before we call the kids down to get dinner orders."

He showed her and watched her walk in and she winked. He smiled. "Wow," he whispered to himself. He didn't understand how it was possible that she was single.

Olivia looked in the mirror and made sure her makeup wasn't smeared and cleaned herself up, washing her hands and walking out, seeing Charles, lost in thought. "Charles?"

Charles looked at her. "I— Olivia…" he took a deep breath and all but saw her stomach drop. "Don't go there, I'm not. This isn't bad," he caressed her face, seeing her melt into him, relieved. "I know so much about you, the events in your life. But what I still want to know more. Your favorites, what you hate, your nighttime routine, how you take your coffee. I want to learn it all. Because Olivia, I like you a lot, and I want you, all of you, not just the amazing sex and your body. I want it all, Olivia."

She smiled. "I'll tell you anything you want to know, all you have to do is ask. And, of course, kiss me."

He lifted her chin gingerly and kissed her slowly and deeply, his hand tangling in her hair. When suddenly they heard Noah. "'Mom!?"

Bianca and Nicole were next. "Dad?" They said in unison.

Olivia broke the kiss and looked at the kids. "Hey, kids," she felt her face redden and tears well up in her eyes.


A/N: Okay, There will be another update to something soon, stay tuned! Not sure which is getting updated next, the next chapter of Pretty Woman is started about half way to three quarters done, so maybe that. Anyway, leave a review.