I wrote this one in less than 24 hours. This story line was in my head and I couldn't not write it. Enjoy!
Olivia got back from dropping off Noah at school and adding Charles to the list of who can pick him up and drop him off, since she was so cautious about both, and stopping at her apartment to pick up some more things for her and Noah, and entered Charles's brownstone using the code for the door.
She changed into one of Charles's button down shirts opening it up a little, showing a little bit of her bra and her cleavage. She had ordered Thai food for them on her way over and was ready for Charles when he came home, standing in front of the mirror in nothing but the button down and her undergarments she grinned. "Perfect."
She heard the doorbell and smiled, running down the stairs, grabbing her wallet and running to the door, holding the shirt closed as she opened the door, revealing Kelsey. "Hi," she said gently, a knot now in her stomach.
Kelsey put her hands on her hips. "Captain. May I ask if Charles is home?"
Olivia took a deep breath. "Kelsey, you work with him, if he was still at the office when you left he's obviously not here," she shook her head. "I'm sorry, that was rude. No, he's not here."
Kelsey nodded. "Then, why, I wonder, are you? In Charles's shirt, undone enough that you feel the need to hold it shut?"
Olivia swallowed hard. "That isn't your business Kelsey, that's between Charles and I."
Kelsey nodded. "If he's sleeping with his author that is my business,"
Olivia shook her head. "If we're getting everything done on time, even before deadlines, why does it matter?"
Kelsey took a step forward. "Because it's always possible you get the book done, pull it, and bring it to a new publishing house."
Olivia shook her head. "I'm not like that, Kelsey. I signed a contract. I keep my word."
Kelsey nodded. "Well, can I at least come in so we can talk about the book."
Olivia took a deep breath. "It's not my house to welcome someone into, Kelsey. I'm a guest in this home."
Just then Charles pulled up and he got out of the car and looked at his doorstep. "Kelsey, what are you doing here?"
Kelsey looked at him. "Right now I want to see where we are on Captain Benson's book, and tomorrow I expect you in my office at 9AM."
Charles looked at Olivia and mouthed the words 'I'm sorry'. "Let's go inside."
Olivia went in and buttoned a few buttons on the shirt so she didn't have to clutch it shut. "I'm going to go throw on some pants," she said softly and ran upstairs.
Charles turned to Kelsey. "The truth, why come over when you knew I wasn't here?"
Kelsey stared him down. "I had a hunch. What the hell are you doing?"
Charles shook his head. "Kelsey, you can't help who you fall in love with."
"So you're in love with her now? Like you were in love with Liza?"
Olivia stayed on the stairs, listening. She heard Charles speak. "I loved Liza, yes, but at the end of the day she loved Josh. With Olivia… it feels different. It feels real and honest."
Olivia walked down the steps and walked over to Charles. "Am I interrupting?"
Charles kissed her forehead and smiled. "Not at all," he whispered. "Kelsey we're just about done with our edits and we're working on a finalized title and cover image today. Now please, let us work."
Kelsey looked between the two of them and then at Charles. "My office, 9AM." With that she turned and left.
Charles looked at Olivia. "You okay, sweetheart?"
Olivia smiled. "I've been found in more compromising situations, and I'm glad that for once my job isn't the issue," she shrugged. "A little embarrassing but it happens, I can shrug it off."
Charles wrapped his arms around her. "Tell me about this compromising position, hm?"
Olivia looked up at him with a glint in her eye. "Six years ago now, I was dating this guy who ordered Thai for dinner. We were fooling around waiting for the food, so when there was a knock on the door he threw on pants and went to answer it, with the money in his mouth where I put it." She giggled and stepped out of the pants and unbuttoned the shirt to where she had it before. "He took a few minutes so I called out to him, he said he had it covered and after another minute or so I threw on his button down, buttoned it a little more than this one is, but you could still see a bit of my bra and I walked out and asked if he needed change. Little did I know it wasn't the Thai food, it was two members of my squad, so I'm standing there in a button down, my bra showing, and a pair of lacy underwear in front of one of my oldest friends and my partner at the time. I was… mortified."
Charles ran his hands over her body. "I'm sorry my love. But if it counts for anything I think you look sexy in my shirt."
Olivia but her bottom lip. "Little do you know, in wearing less than I was then," she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Because I have no panties on."
Charles felt his mouth go dry. "Shit." He picked her up and set her on the counter. "You're so sexy." There was a knock on the door and Charles looked at her.
Olivia giggled. "Funnily enough I ordered Thai food for lunch," she grinned and took her wallet out and took the money for lunch and kissed him, sliding it into his back pocket, moaning softly. "Now, love, go get our food," she winked.
Charles smiled and walked over to the door, answering it, paying for lunch and bringing it into the kitchen. "Now, should we eat lunch while we edit or should we continue fooling around a little bit."
Olivia looked at him with a sparkle in her eye. "All work and no play makes Charles a dull boy," she whispered. "Play first, then work?" She wrapped her legs around him. "Because that sounds like a plan to me, baby," she whispered in his ear.
Charles pulled her closer to the edge of the counter and ran his hands over her legs. "You look so sexy in my shirt," he whispered and kissed her neck.
Olivia moaned and tilted her head, giving him more room as he explored her neck with his lips, teeth, and tongue. "Oh, that feels good," she closed her eyes and leaned back as he started kissing her chest.
Charles unbuttoned the shirt and pushed it off her shoulders and looked at her. "My God, Livia. You're perfect," he whispered and gently kissed the tops of her breasts. "You are a work of art."
Olivia's breath was heavy. "Have you looked at yourself lately? You're a masterpiece," she whispered. She sat up and pushed his suit jacket off his shoulders and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, kissing his chest as it came into view. "God you're the one who's perfect." She looked into his eyes as she started unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants, pushing them down. "So fucking perfect."
Charles groaned and pushed his boxers down, stepping out of them, leaning her back and biting her ear. "I want you," he growled in her ear.
Olivia gasped and dug her fingers into his shoulder. "So… take me." She moved his head to look into his eyes and smiled. "Take me, Charles. I'm yours." She bit her bottom lip. She squealed when he picked her up and pressed her against the wall. "That's it," she arched her back.
Charles smirked. "You ready for me?" He saw her nod and pushed slowly into her. She let her head fall back and moaned. He kissed her neck and started to thrust into her. "Oh, Livia, oh you feel so good."
Olivia moaned and moved her hips with his. "Don't stop!" She begged and pulled him into a kiss, moaning as he started thrusting faster and harder inside her. She broke the kiss and gasped. "Fuck!" She let her head fall back and thud against the wall.
Charles smirked. "Yeah, you like that, huh?"
Olivia sighed. "Uh-huh, oh God!" She arched her back. "I'm so close Charles. Come with me." She started to milk him and bit her bottom lip. "Jesus, fuck!"
Charles groaned. "Just like that baby. I'm so close. Come on baby. Come on."
Olivia's breath hitched in her throat. "I— I— OH!" She felt her release flood her body and felt his hot on her heels. "Mm," she felt him bring them both down and she sighed. "Don't let me go," she whispered to him before she kissed him.
Charles kissed her and kept holding her. "I'll never let go," he whispered and kissed the side of her head.
Olivia started to feel her legs again and she let the fall, finding her footing on the ground. "We should probably work on the book," she kissed him again and giggled.
Charles looked down at her once he broke the kiss and smiled. "Whatever you want, beautiful."
Olivia smiled. "Let's eat and go over the last of the edits and then we can mail down the title and you can tell me all about this author photoshoot I have to do for the back of the jacket. Or the inside, wherever it's going to go."
Charles caressed her face. "Back inside jacket flap. The back is going to be reviews of the book, we'll send it out to a few people before publication." He kissed her softly. "Come on, before we get all worked up again."
Olivia led him to the table and doled out the food. She buttoned the shirt up and slipped back into her pants and sat down and they went over the last of the edits as they ate. With the book in tip top shape they needed to nail down a title that was catchy but not cliche. "How about just In spite of it all? Or do we need a subtitle?"
Charles smiled. "We don't need one, but I was thinking The Lotus: Breaking Through in Spite of it All." He kissed her cheek. "Because you are beautiful, like the lotus, and look at how far you've come from where you were, you conquered it all. You bloomed out of the mud, you bloomed into this beautiful flower."
Olivia blushed. "Well when you put it like that…" she looked into his eyes and kissed him softly and slowly. "I love it. I love how your mind works, love."
Charles smiled and caressed her face. "Cover art," he whispered. "I was thinking an illustration of a lotus flower. White with pink tips. And then on the back it'll be maybe a baby blue for the sky with some clouds maybe, and then reviews from people like maybe Reese Witherspoon and Glennon Doyle who we'll send the book to to garner some reviews. Then on the inside of the dust jacket we'll have a blurb about the book in the front and then an author bio with your picture in the back."
Olivia smiled. "That sounds perfect. Now, tell me about this photoshoot. What do I wear, do I come ready to shoot or is someone going to glam me up? Do I come in work clothes or something else."
Charles wrapped her in his arms. "You'll get glammed at the photoshoot, and honestly, I like you in white, we might be able to pull wardrobe together so you can be in white because you look ethereal in white. You're a literal angel."
Olivia chuckled. "Far from it. Do you think an angel could bring you to climax like I do, over and over?" She batted her eyelashes at him. "Maybe a fallen angel," she kissed him gently and pulled away. "This book is happening. Isn't it? Like… really soon."
Charles caressed her face. "It's happening baby. It's all happening."
A/N: Hope you enjoyed! Leave a review! I'll be back soon with another chapter of... something? But we still aren't out of the woods in this one yet. Stay tuned!
