6 comments/ 31012 views/ 10 favorites Deep Secrets By: BlossomedAngel Hey people I was so tired of reading stuff that wasn't mine. Can't wait to hear if you guys think I have what it takes to continue this story. I don't know where it's going I just started writing and every minute of it felt great. Really great. "HELL YES!!" I thought. It was my typical Saturday night/early Sunday morning again. I was a little tipsy and tired as hell from a night of partying and dancing with friends in what I called my "dancing shoes". A term I use loosely for all my shoes because I dance whenever and wherever I can. But tonight they were my 12,5cm high, black Christian Louboutin pumps and a simple yet elegant white cocktail dress with a diamante broach in the centre of the built-in black waist belt which connected one haltered cup to the other. It was one of my favourite self-designed dresses. I'd designed and worn it to one of my high school valentine's ball.. I figured "hey its ladies night and I rarely ever dress up this much", especially not for my regular chill spots. The evening had started out as usual. Pre-drinks at my flat. Enough for some Dutch before we were off. So the list of people in the cab consisted of Jenna, Pearl, and Raya and of course me. Perhaps it's time I introduce myself. My names Aurora but most people know me as Rory. I am 22 years young with a height of 1.64 by no means skinny but I used to be a little on the chubbier side until a few months ago. I now fit into a size 34/12 jeans which is normal considering my plump derriere and the twins are now sitting at a comfy 36C. I have a tiny waist which I always try to show off with tight tops. My skin is the colour of a rich chocolate,you know, almost a golden brown.. We walked ourselves into the club as 4 gorgeous women and while Jenna and Pearl flirted their way to VIP lounge couches, Raya and I chased straight to the bar for quick shots of tequila and Stroh rum. I looked around admiring the smoky atmosphere with the feeling of the beat bouncing all through my chest, you know, just revelling in the vibe that all the other clubbers had set up already when I felt a slap on my ass and looked towards the bar behind me, "Raya you bitch!" "Ha-ha. What?" "You bloody well spanked me" I said as I smacked her back on the arm."Don't touch this tush if you can't follow through and finish the job!" "I'll follow through and let you finish first." some nosy guy whispered into my ear from behind me. Slowly tilting my head back a little I replied "Yea sure. Everyone says that until..." God he's HOT! Those smooth pink lips fit so well into that olive skinned square jaw. But those eyes...Is that crystal or sky blue? Wait a minute I thought I hated blondes. But this isn't blonde it's more of a shining light brown... "Until...?" he asked with a slight grin. "Uhh..." "Until they see what a firecracker she is on the dance floor. You know how guys are around girls that can handle themselves."Raya said sounding so cool while coming to my rescue. "Oh really?" he asked never looking away from me. I can't believe this. All I'm doing is fucking staring at this guy while... "Oh My God! Rory its our song!!" Raya screamed as she pushed a drink in my hand and pulled me towards the dance floor. I couldn't just leave things like that so I did all that could do in a crowded loud-as-hell club; I smiled and gave a soft toodaloo wave with my fingers. Soon as we got to the edge of the dance floor I made sure to pull her in deeper so I wouldn't have to live up to the hype she set around my dancing. That's not to say that I couldn't dance I just really didn't want to feel like I was being scrutinised by Hot bar guy. BUT man once the beat from Jeremiah's 'Put it down' struck my hips started gyrating to no end. My head was swaying from side to side letting my medium length braids fall in any and all directions while I bent my knees and let my swinging hips carry my ass slowly lower and lower to the floor before quickly bringing myself up again. "Yea you really are a fire cracker aren't you, ha-ha?" Raya teased. "Oh shut it, Rai."I said looking over my shoulder at the bar. "He's not there anymore." I heard Pearl say when she and Jenna stopped behind me. "He went to the other end of the club when you just walked away from him after you're little trip to flirt-Ville." "That's not what happened." I said rolling my eyes at her. "Yea guys you got it all wrong" said Raya "HE flirted. She on the other hand just stared at him like he'd grown a third head let alone a second one." "He wasn't even flirting with me. It was more like...friendly conversation. I always butt into peoples conversations at bars. It's the norm at a club." "What friendly conversation DOESN'T include is a guy staring at you like you're the last piece of chicken in the bucket."Pearl chimed in while Jenny mumbled "Oh there was chicken. But not in the oven." "And what the hell does that mean, Jen?"I asked. "It means that you" she poked at me "miss Chicken-shit" poke "always have an excuse for not hooking up with any guy that shows even a hint of interest.All you ever want to be is the good friend. Take a bloody chance already." "Ha-ha ah sweet Jenny..." I bated her. "What's so funny?" she asked me. "Not all of us freely give our goodies out and call it charity." "You know what actually...fuck this. I'm going to go and get myself a drink and then do what I do best." She stated with pouted lips while she jutted round and flicked her hair before she left the group. "Rory you know she was just looking out for you right?" "Yea I know but....." "And you know that what you said was a low blow right?"Raya continued. "But ...but its kind of...." "What? True? It doesn't matter."Pearl finally joined in "Friends don't say things like that to each other." "ALRIGHT damn it. I'm going, I'm going!" I shouted back at them. "No Rory. Nobody wants you to leave. We can...." "Good thing I'm not leaving then. I'm just going to go and apologise. I saw her heading back to the VIP lounge I'll meet you guys in a bit." I was pissed off so I did the only thing I could do to make this a successful and fun evening for everyone. I decided to go straight to the bar first. I find drinking calms me quite a bit,provided its not whiskey. And after that bitch fit I'd just handed to Jenna I figured I had to award myself with a re-fill. This time I had two Vodka shots before strutting my stuff into the lounge where I saw Jenna taking shots with a group of guys..."Ok, Rory" I thought "lets make this short and sweet so you can get your ass back to drinking and partying on the dance floor." "Hey guys sorry to disturb but could I have a quick word with Jen?" "Oh hey, Rory." Oh God she's trashed "Meet the guys. This is Keagan" she said pointing drunkenly to a cute-faced red head to her right who had his hand resting in the middle of her thigh. He'd barely looked up at me but just peeked and gave a slight nod before offering me a shot of tequila. I made a mental note to keep an eye on him during the course of the night after cautiously declining. "These are two non-identity twins." "Actually 'twins' already tells you that there are two of them but who cares right? After beer goggles, numbers don't matter anymore anyway" one of the twins laughed before getting up and turning to me and introducing himself as David "and this is my non IDENTICAL twin, Darren." They each pressed kisses on both of my cheeks before they offered me a seat smack bang in between them. They were both fairly good looking Darren had caramel light skin that made him look borderline a light black guy while David was as white as they came. So I just had to ask... "Um so are you guys really brothers or are you just bros?" "Haha" Darren laughed "We actually share a mom and a dad." "Oh okay, I get it." I said "Do you? Are you sure? Because it's ok if you don't."Asked David looking mock-menacingly at me. "Yea we'll be sure to educate you as best we can if you want us to." Whispered Darren as he moved closer towards me. "No no no boys let me educate you. Four words; Dominant and recessive genes."I said giggling at their expressions . "Ah dam it, Dave! She knows our secret now we cant pick her up by charming her with our brilliance and big words." Belted Darren as he feigned disappointment. "Speak for yourself, man. I always got a Plan B." Replied David pulling another heartfelt laugh from me. I had just turned to whisper words of comfort into Darren's ears when I heard that voice again. "So, I see you've met the the fire cracker?" "Oooh so this is the gyrating beauty you were salivating over earlier?"Asked David. "Yip she's the one. Left me at the bar all on my ace." What was up with this man? He never broke eye contact. "Damn near broke" oh God I could feel his stare on every inch of my body as it slowly moved from my neck to where my thighs crossed before he finished off with "my heart. Especially when she started dancing."He said licking his lower lip like he could taste me on them already. I felt light-headed; like I wasn't getting enough oxygen. Then I realised id been holding my breath since I heard his voice. "Oh shit I've got to get out of here."I thought "Um Jen babe I'm sorry bout earlier..." Jen ended what I'd only just realised was a heavy make out session with Keagan to tell me that all was a-okay and that she'd catch me later. And that was my cue. I turned to the twins and said some very quick goodbyes to them too before running straight to Raya and Pearl who I could still see on the dance floor, partying away. Maybe I should do one more drink before joining the girls back on the dancefloor again. Not that I wasn't already tipsy as hell I just needed maintain the vibe that I had going on. That damn guy had really gotten my blood pumping and in a very good way. He just seemed like too much man for me. I abruptly turned away from the dance floor and I was just about to signal the bartender when I felt an arm wrap around my waist and effortlessly lift me off the ground to carry me towards the cloak room. It all happened so fast. The next thing I heard was the door clicking shut and the lock turning before he put me down slowly. I was shaking with my hands fisted and up towards my chest. I was nervous and running all kinds scenarios through my mind but still couldn't bring myself to turn around. Then he finally spoke "So Rooory." Oh God it was him. The hotty. I let out a heavy exhale and turned around with such force that he had to know how mad I was. "What the fuck, Asshole? Do you have any idea what the hell you just did to me? In fact who does that?" at this point I started slamming away at his chest which was right in front of my face. "Who the hell just literally picks up someone they don't know and carries...?" I didn't even finish that sentence before he grabbed both of my wrists tightly and twisted me so that my back was up against the wall with either wrist held tightly to the wall too, parallel to my shoulders. His face on the other hand was no longer above mine but right in front of it. I could actually feel his breath against my cheek every time he opened then clenched his jaw. He looked like he was struggling with something. Even his eyes had changed. They were a much deeper darker blue now,toatally captivating yet too intense to keep looking into. So I looked down and to the side I realised how close his lower body was placed and the reason for his face being so close to mine too. His left knee had somehow gotten between my thighs and he'd leaned his entire body weight into it while his other leg was stretched back. He was so close... Maybe too close. I had to get him to relax his hold on me. I looked up again to see him licking those gorgeous lips again. This man was too hot for his own good. He even smelled all male. He looked like he hadn't shaved in a day or two,but it was somehow..hot. He was big. Not obscenely big just,you know, Hugh Jackman big. He sHe looked like he'djust rolled off the set of Spartacus. "What's your name?" I asked. Dead silence. I didn't want to see what his face was saying. "Look at me" he said in that deep honey filled voice. My shaking had begun again, but I wasn't so sure if it was from fear anymore so I looked "James. James Wilkz." "OK James. Can you...can you please let go of my wrists? We probably aren't even al- allowed in here and I –I –I promise that if ..." "No. I like you just like this...Up against the wall...at my mercy. In fact, I'm thinking" he moved his lips to my ear "that you might just like it as much as I do." I swear I was about to deny everything he'd just said and tell him he was insane but then he did what I think I wanted him to do all night. He brushed his thigh up against my sizzling wet crotch and all I could do was hiss as I quickly took in one hell of a deep breath and let it out slowly as he nibbled on my ear before kissing and sucking the skin just below it. "Oh shit, mmm." I felt so pathetic. He'd barely touched me and I felt like he'd set my entire body on fire. I knew he could tell he was having an effect on me because that smirk was back on that bloody gorgeous face. I couldn't see it but I could damn well hear it when he said "Shall we try that again?" He did it anyway, before I could even reply but this time he kept his hot hard thigh in contact with my pussy grinding harder and harder into it. My breathing was quick and laboured and I couldn't stop myself from arching my back and pushing my hips down harder into him before sliding them up against his leg and repeating the motion and "Oh!"...Did I just make that shrill sound? Oh shit, this man is going to make me cream my underwear. I hadn't even removed one item of clothing yet. "Rory, do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" He'd pushed his body back a bit but there was still some intense heat at the apex of my thighs and although my arms were still up against the wall he wasn't holding them there. "You have such amazing skin. So soft and smooth." He was running his hard calloused hands gently down and across my arms and there was nowhere else for those hands to go but lower. His hands, perfectly timed, slid across my shoulders and met tip to tip at the back of my neck before sliding palm up around my breasts and cupping them in both hands and squeezing. "Ah. These are so soft and heavy" he said before sticking his tongue in my cleavage and tasting them. "And taste as sweet as you're perfume. I wonder what else you have that tastes sweet... "With that he put his hand under my chin and lifted my face towards his so that our lips were an inch apart before saying "watch me." Oh God his other hand was moving again. I could feel the heat across my stomach coming through my dress. He stopped at the end of the dress and started bunching it up in a fist. Of course I couldn't see this because my eyes were still glued to his but I felt the cool air. My breathing quickened at the anticipation of what was to come. But my fuck! Why was he moving so slowly? I couldn't help myself I groaned and right after that I gave off a quick squeal. He'd just ripped my favourite boy shorts and was now cupping my sex. I was so shocked and so fucking turned on at the same time. Especially when he put them to his face and then put them to his pocket. I lurched forward all I wanted to do was put my lips all over his and to feel our tongues dancing with each other but he pushed me back up against the wall and slid his fingers over my slit. I was so confused and heavily embarrassed. Was this all he wanted; a fucking tryst in a club closet? Because as far as I know the only people that weren't kissed on the lips were prostitutes. Is that what he thought I was? Ha-ha, it was almost funny. So I laughed. I threw my head back and hosed myself with laughter. He was the one who looked confused now. So I used it to my advantage. I pushed him away from me and I guess I didn't realise how mad I was because he fell flat on his ass, taking one of the coat racks with him. I turned around and unlocked the door before swinging it wide open. I had to have one last look at the man who'd turned out to be a total waste of gorgeous and my time. "Keep the underwear asshole, because it's just you and your hand tonight." It had been a week since I'd hooked up with McHotty at the club and I was heavily on edge. To achieve such an anti-climax at the end of a hot escapade was brutal. So when an old friend from Johannesburg called me up and told me he was going to be in town I was ecstatic to say the least. It had been over a year since id last seen him in the flesh and id missed him like crazy. He was one of those I-don't-give-2-shits-about-the-world-types. You know the typical white guy with hoards of peak caps and skinny jeans. He would make me cringe all the time when he'd loudly curse the worst of words and have casual chats about sex positions in public;the only person who could really make me hose myself though. We'd met at a new club in Greenside. We'd both gotten bored of this supposed great clubs superficial atmosphere. He'd opted to go outside to light up his cigarette. I'd been sitting on the corner of the clubs old wooden steps doing the same enjoying the sound of the beats coming from the large speakers inside. I watced him as he used two lean fingers to place his cig between his pink lips and then pat himself down. I assumed he was looking for his light so I started pulling mine out of my hand bag hoping he'd eventually figure out that someone else was smoking right along side him. And then he finally did. He looked right at me with those deep brown eyes that matched his chocolate locks and his tanned skin. He was dark and handsome and had this crazy cool roguish look about him. He was sex walking under a cap to put it plainly. He had this medium sized build that had just enough chisel to make him look like a model; so effortlessly. I stuck my hand out towards him so he could use the lighter. "Thanks." he lit the cigarette. "But what took you so long to hand me the lighter?" he said raising a brow jokingly. "I was just waiting to see how creative you were. Totally disappointed me the by the way."I said smiling "How's that?" he asked "Because there lie two perfectly good rocks you could have rubbed together for a quaint fire." I giggled before taking another drag of my cigarette. He laughed along with me before we introduced ourselves. He told me hios name was Hunter. We probably sat outside together for a good 45 minutes just talking about anything and everything before we realised that maybe-just maybe- the people who we'd both arrived here with may have been worried about us. So with that we decided to go back inside to find our respective parties but not before we exchanged numbers . Its weird but from that day on we knew we'd be friends forever. Sure at a point in time I'd hoped it'd be more but once I realised how alike we were in terms of relationships, I just knew we'd NEVER get anywhere and somehow I was perfectly ok with that. So anyway he'd arrived the night before and I told him "I'll never speak to you again if we don't go for lunch tomorrow!"Needless to say my charm won him over quick-quick. " I said I was sorry."I said rushing towards the table at the back of the restaurant "If there is ONE person who is never on time, its gotta be you!" "What can I say,Hunny, Im one one of those fashionably late ladies." I said teasing him "Ive missed you, you skank. And stop calling me that,damn it!" He said squeezing the life out of me. He'd always hated the nickname I'd given to him, but it was his fault for allowing his parents to name him Hunter. "I cant believe I crossed an ocean to get to this lunch an you're late. Seriously? Worst af all people are looking at me funny." Deep Secrets Ch. 02 Ha-ha SOOOOO sorry its Jayden OFFICIALLY... Really sorry guys with work and school it's been HECTIC to say the least. Please keep the comments and ideas flowing, you flatter me so...there are, after all no better critics :-D. "Come on, Rory, don't sweat it. Jayden knows that you're only looking out for him. Besides this is probably just one of his new found interests. You know how he just loves to dive right in to relationships." "Yea I know but this feels different though. It's like he's finally leaving the birds nest. I worry about him you know: He tends to fall head over heels in love and then I have to pick up the pieces. I just hope she doesn't hurt him." "What? Just because you've been hurt doesn't mean every one of your friends will be hurt! You know that right?"She asked. "Yea but that doesn't mean SHE won't hurt him!" I said "I have to look out for the people I love BUT I DO know what you're saying Jess" I knew she was just looking out for me but I it just seemed hard.; After all the world of hurt I'd been through, it only made sense to me that EVERYONE in the universe was looking to confuse and hurt my friends. My previous boyfriend had insisted on breaking up with me by singing 'confessions' by usher to me and the whole situation just broke my heart. I was wary of love! Clearly it didn't happen for all of us, and I was proof of that. Just the guy at the club was proof of that. "Ok, I'll meet her first then decide." I said. "After all if he like her she really can't be that bad." "I agree. Just trust that for once a friend knows what they are feeling is real. Does this have something to do with the hot guy that you hooked up with this weekend?" "How did you know about that?" "Please honey, I KNOW EVERYTHING."She said as if she really did."What happened there anyway?" I told her the whole story from the bar to the closet. "I mean he didn't even want to kiss me...What the hell is that? I keep telling myself that if he really wanted me he would have told me how he felt instead of trying to get a quick hook up in a closet, you know?"' "I get what you're saying, friend. Did you at least get his number though?" "No I did not. I just got out of there as fast as I could. I couldn't handle the fact that he mistook my interest for a potential tryst. It's weird. I just thought that after all the screw ups I've had in terms of relationships that this would finally be the guy who tickled my fancy but clearly that wasn't the case. I'm just sick of all the bullshit. I want a real man: a real relationship, you know?" "Yea but boys will be boys. You know this better than anyone. You know what?" "What?" I asked sounding disinterested. "If there is one thing I know, nothing happens in our lives without there being a good reason for it happening. Mr. Hotty was there to teach you a life lesson. That's how you need to see it." Jess said with great wisdom "He may not be the one but he taught you something that you can apply to the next man." It was so easy for her to say that. She had no emotions invested in the situation but she was a great objective party. I knew that that is how I should have looked at the whole situation but it was hard. He was such a nice guy. I really thought he had great potential but the crap thing was that he just didn't feel the same. Why couldn't there be more genuine guys in the world. Especially in MY world. "I guess you're right friend. He was just another stepping stone. Anyway let me get to my beauty sleep I have a huge day ahead of me at work tomorrow. If I don't go, I can't take you out for drinks this weekend!!"I joked. "So true she quibbled back. Get that sleep girlie. Don't stress too much about not finding Mr. Right-Now. He's coming. Just give it time." "All righty. Thanks, Jen. You always make me feel THAT much better and I love you for it."I confessed "I couldn't have figured that out all by myself." We said our goodnights and put our phones down. I slept thinking about that conversation. It was really quite simple. One day I would get the guy I DESERVED to be with and NEVER would I settle for less. ************************************************************************************ "'Morning Aurora. How was the weekend?"Kate, my boss asked. We'd graduated from high school together yet some how she had become my boss at our accounting firm. She reminded me everyday of how much she enjoyed her superiority over me. "Hello Ms Jacobs, it was quiet, thank you. Yours?"I asked politely, knowing very well that I couldn't have cared less. "It was grand. I had that charity ball, remember? I sat right next to the ambassador of Italy. He's not half as boring as I thought he would be, you know?" "I'm sure." I said with a sarcasm laced voice as I reached into my bag to pull out the laptop. I absolutely hated this woman. The only reason she had a better and higher paying job than mine was because shed slept with Mickey; the VP of our investment company. He was a total scoundrel who always made sure to make himself known amongst the new interns, it was almost laughable. Mickey was in his late 20's. A total George Clooney look-a-like and TOTALLY not my type. He'd never tried though. I guess he just wasn't into black girls. That was GREAT for me as it just made my life that much easier. "So I'm letting you give the opening arguments for selection."She said sweetly. Maybe too sweet. "We really need this client so I hope you'll be ready." "H-How am I supposed to be ready? I don't know the client or the-" "The client is Lussonavé, a European shipping company. They're looking for a fresh outlook on their finances. I mean they already turn over billions per annum but apparently that's still not enough. I sent the details of their current finances through to your e-mail last night. You should look through it before the meeting." I officially hated this bitch. "I know that the senior partners want no mistake so you'd best be prepared. I saw a partner get fired for stuttering during a presentation last year. It was so sad. " She said with a smile. "Anyway the clients will be in later today. They just want to get a feel on things. It will be an executive meeting but if you have no problem with your inferior status, you're welcome to join. 'Breathe, Rory. Just breathe.' I thought trying to calm myself. I turned on the laptop I had pulled out of my bag. "Thanks for this opportunity. I promise to do my best." We both sat there for a moment longer, smiling at each other. My smile fake and hers mocking. She knew how much of a bind I was in and she knew that it was all her doing. Why was she trying to ruin me? "Well I guess I best get to those e-mails." I said nodding and graciously urging her to leave. "Good luck, Rory." She said strutting happily away. BITCH. Once my internet was up and running I checked for new emails. The file Kate had sent me was massive. Once it was finally downloaded and opened in PDF I realised that there was no way for me to achieve what I needed to. With over 400 pages of detailed information to go through in the 4 days before the meeting, I decided that id do my reading in the evenings at home after work. With that thought I dove right into my now very busy blue Monday's work load. It was just after lunch that I found myself sitting next to Kate in our firm's boardroom awaiting the arrival of our clients. In typical 'I'm rich' fashion, the clients were late. A great way to show anybody that you're in business with EXACTLY who was boss. I could just picture this Anthony Hopkins-looking old fart with a Cuban cigar in hand walking through that door at any moment. I was beginning to think that maybe id made a mistake by joining in on this meeting. I mean I still had so much work to do before the actual presentation in a few days so there was really nothing that I could contribute to this meet and greet. I was just about to tell my boss as much when the 2.5metre high sand-blasted glass doors opened with a quiet hum of the hinges. I looked up to find two men walking into the room. Their dark form-fitted suits just seemed to fit in with the room's Mahogany furniture and navy blue carpeting. The first man who had walked in had reached his hand out and introduced himself to us as Calvin Wilkz. 'Now why does that sound familiar?' I thought to myself. "Hello I'm Kate Jacobs and this is my assistant Rory Oakken." Kate said introducing us. He was GREAT looking. Especially in this deep blue suit he was wearing; it just made his blue eyes pop all the more. He had this cute little John Travolta chin on him but somehow he still looked young. I would probably place him close to around 27 or 28 years old; nigh to his prime and judging by the smile he was flashing he knew it too. He actually reminded me of... I didn't even notice that the second guy had paused by the door until id finished my introductions with Calvin. But once I looked up at him I knew exactly why he had stopped in his tracks, it was him. It had been an entire week since I had last seen him but I recognised him immediately. Granted he had a 5 o'clock shadow over that strong sexy jaw of his. His eyes were a darker blue than the last time id seen him but club lighting and broad daylight would play part in that change. But even if that weren't the case I knew that I would always remember James Wilkz. **************************************************************************************** 'I'm glad that she is just as thrown off as I initially was.' James thought. He had been thinking about her all day and everyday this week. He just didn't understand what had happened between them that night. One minute she was into him and the next she was pushing him away. Hell he had been so shocked by her sudden change in mood that she had easily knocked him off his stance when she had pushed him away. But damn if he couldn't stop thinking about what could have happened between them that night. He loved the way she reacted to his touch. All he wanted to do right now was kiss away the frown forming at the top of her nose. But more; what he wanted was to wrap his hands around her perfect tits while he fucked her senseless from behind. He had even gone as far as begging Keagan to give him Jen- Aurora's friend that he'd hooked up with's-number just so that he could get a hold of Rory. But Keagan hadn't even bothered to remember Jens name let alone get her number. In that moment of her still stunned state, James began walking straight towards the table. His wide purposeful gait urging her to succumb to his domineering presence. "Ah ladies please allow me to introduce you to my cousin. This is James Wilkz." Calvin stated. "He is the brains behind our company and I-well I am just the face." He joked. "Hello there." The woman known as Kate said reaching for James's hand. He could tell that she was interested in him. Not many women could be put off by medium-length curly dirty blonde hair. His deep tanned olive skin was a great canvas for his solid square jaw and bright eyes that shone even brighter when his full pink lips stretched across is face and into an award-winning smile. James took Kate's outstretched hand and turned it palm down before lifting it to his lips. "Yea but I am much smoother."He said dropping his voice to a gruff and too-sexy tone before darting his eyes across to Aurora's face. His intention had been to taunt her with his contact with Kate. He wanted her to crave what his touch had now inspired in Kate. He wanted her to feel just as deprived as he'd felt when she'd just left him high and dry and VERY blue balled at the club that night. "It's good to meet you, Kate." He said releasing her hand. "Hello Aurora." "Hello Mr. Wilkz." She said. Back rigid and chin up and out. She was proud, this one. "You two know each other?"Kate incredulously chimed in. "I was about to ask the same thing." Calvin stated shifting glances from James to Aurora. "That's very formal considering our" he paused "history, don't you think?" James said narrowing his eyes at her. The look he gave her left no doubt as to what he wanted her to be thinking about. "I wouldn't even call it that. I just happened to catch your name while out on the town and now it seems our paths cross once again." She let her voice drip honey when she said it but judging by how stiff her shoulders were; she'd reserved quite a bit of venom just for him. He liked that. He smiled. "Almost as if it were fate, wouldn't you say?" She clenched her cheeks in, as if fighting the urge to say something that was on the tip of her tongue. His words had cited a reaction out of her. This was going to be fun. Bored of the exchange Calvin asked "Shall we sit and get to it then?" "Yes we shall. There is nothing like talking investments to build up an appetite for lunch at The Matador." Kate said while everyone grabbed seats. Everyone except Rory, who just stood there reaching into her pocket to pull out her phone. "Hello? Yea just hang on- Sorry gentlemen I have to take this. Please feel free to go on without me; this may take a while."And with that she was out the door. "I know. Thank the pope you got out of there, you wuss?" Raya countered. It was her turn to listen to the new developments of the closet hotty. "You liked him before the closet incident so I'm not getting why you're trying to avoid him so much now." "I'm not avoiding him; I just had a phone call-." "Nooo. You MADE a call; to ME. Therefore I think that it's my loyal duty as a true friend to be honest with you. You like him. Granted he disappointed you, by not wanting to kiss you but I'm sure he would have gotten to those lips eventually." She said flippantly. "You don't understand. I have always told myself that if a guy truly liked me that he would take his time, you know. A little conversation, a peck here, a kiss there and then some. But that guy cave manned me all the way to a closet thinking that I would actually be one of THOSE girls and I'm not." I'm actually sick of this shit. Why can't I find a genuine guy? Fine, alright, he's hot but he's an asshole. And seeing him today and finally finding out what kind of guy he is when he ISN'T in a club just makes me understand exactly why he thinks he can behave the way he does."Rory could barely catch her breath after that little soliloquy. "Over-think much?" Raya said "I'm not over-thinking anything I'm just telling you what I feel." "Ok well let's be honest with ourselves for a moment. Had you NOT liked this guy you would have just taken seeing him again with a pinch of salt. So to help keep your sanity, here's what I suggest.Just treat is some random hook up. Nothing more." "Yea, a hook up with my client sounds easy." Rory rolled of sarcastically. "Oh my God I swear if you don't stop with that attitude-." "Ok ok fine I'm listening." Pearl could imagine Rory with the frown and pout she'd put on when ever someone called her on her attitude. "You guys got hot and heavy in a closet.Tough cookie that it didn't work out. Just go on as normal. You running away from him just goes to prove that you WERE actually disappointed by his actions. The best thing to do is show that you really couldn't care less about how you initially met.Tap into the role of the 'Its whatever' type of girl." Raya finished. "You are so right. I don't even know why I have my brain in over-drive about this one. What would I do without friends like you, huh?"She asked sweetly and finally calmed down. "Clearly you'd be lying in corners with your tail between your legs, and what a NICE tail it is so let's not let that happen, ok?" They chatted a little longer before Pearl told Rory that her boss was giving her the 'stink eye' and that she'd chat to her later before they both ended the call. While Raya worked away at the extra documents that her boss had put in her cubicles in-box as punishment, on top of the punishment of it being a blue Monday, she wondered why on earth she had to tell Rory, of all people, what to do. She was so smart; street and books. But when it came to guys she was totally clueless. She wondered if in the decade of knowing her girl, Rory had neglected to tell her something that might have happened between some guys that left her...uneasy when it came to men. I mean Rory wasn't a man-hater. Not by a long shot. She just doubted herself. She craved what any great single woman would crave: a romantic life with the ultimate guy. Rory had never even been in a relationship that lasted longer than 3 whole months. She always maintained that that was how long she needed in order to determine whether there would be a future with said guy. There was nothing ever wrong with the guys but then again each to her own. Hopfully one day she'd meet someone that would inspire her enough to want to stay longer than the allocated 3 months and pop that cherry of hers. God if there's one thing Rory hadn't tried as a stress reliever it was a good sexcapade. That girl needed to get laid harder than a brick. She giggled out loud at the thought, earning herself another glare from the boss. She smiled before putting a finger to her lips in apology before diving right back into her work. She was not about to get extra work over her thoughts of Rory's sex-life. "No way." *********************************************************** Still avoiding the boardroom Rory had decided that she'd call Jayden. After the mess up of the previous date she figured she'd make it up to him by inviting him to lunch. "Hey." He answered plainly. "Hi" she replied, cheerfully enough for the both of them. "Truce? I'm sorry about my reaction to the great news the other day. How about I take you and the new Fiancé out to lunch. I would love to meet the woman who tamed the beast. Pwetty pwease?." She said in a 5 year old's voice. He laughed at that. "Sure, why not? Let me call Karen. She's got some family in town and they're out shopping. Shall we say 13:30 at our usual chinese place?" "Actually my stomach's thinking that a little Indian curry is on order. How about that place near my work?" "Ah, so that's the reason why you're in the mood for some curry. Too lazy to drive, huh?" She could hear that he had that cocky grin of his plastered on his face. "No that's not...all of it. I only have an hour before I havr to be back here so I want to make it last, unless you've told your fiancé what a tool I am and she comes just to torture me." She said semi-jokingly. "I did tell her and that just made her want to meet you more. You have nothing to worry about there. She's sweet, Rory. You'll see. You'll like her." Jayden said reassuringly. "Alright. So lunch then? I'll meet you little love birds there.Its going to be great." Rory said smiling then diconnecting the call. Rory looked at her watch. She had a little over 2 hours to kill before she would have to leave for her lunch date with the happy couple. If she could finish the bulk of her days work before her lunch break, maybe she could ask Kate to take the rest of the day off to prep for more important things like dealings with the Wilkz case. When she checked her desk clock again, she ralised that she had 5 minutes before her break started. Just as she closed her laptop she saw a chiselled thigh clad in a dark suit pants leaning casually against her desk. She immediately knew who that thigh belonged to. "Yes Mr. Wilkz, how can I help you?" She asked running her eyes up his long lean body to his face. A beautiful face. "We missed you in that meeting." He said smiling. 'Why was he smiling?' Rory thought. "Must have been a very important phone call." He continued. "Actually, it was." She said clearing her throat. "I had to assist a potential client who's unhappy with the services of one of our rivals." Deep Secrets Ch. 02 "I see. So I take it that you're going to make them happy?" "I-Yes we are. We make sure that all our clients are satisfied." Rory said confidently. "Well, how about you satisfy me" he paused "and join me for lunch." James said smoothly. But that 'satisfy' had nothing to do with the lunch. She was about to make up an excuse when one happened to walk right up to her and hug her. It was Jayden. "Hey, you! Figured I'd pick you up for lunch rather than meet you. You ready?" Jayden finished as he pulled her out of her chair and into a hug. Shed always told him how rude he could be but based on the look on James's face, she wouldn't have Jay any other way. "Yes!" Was that a squeal? She tried again. "Yes, I am." She turned to James this time. "I'm sorry Mr. Wilkz but I have a prior engagement. Please feel free to e-mail or call me if you need anything." She smiled sweetly and then grabbed Jay's arm and guided him out of the building after she excused the both of them. "Who was THAT hot slice of ham?" Jayden asked in a 'girlfrienddd/homo' tone as they walked away from James. She giggled at that. "That is just a new client. Aint no thang." She replied with a twang. "So where is the fiancé?" "Ah, well she's actually already there. She's got a table waiting for us and everything. I'm so glad you're finally going to meet her." He had so much excitement in his voice. "Yea buddy? Me too." Rory replied as they walked to the restaurant to meet Karen. The conversation with Karen was easy. She was truly a nice chick and a complete contrast to Jayden. He was in faded skinny jeans and print t-shirt and she was in a suit. A very bland suit at that. She looked almost mousy. She was tall and thin compared to Rory but somehow looked so cute though.But she was gorgeous and even her dreary suit couldn't hide that. She was all control where Jay was the 'talk now, think later type but it wasn't a bad thing. It was actually really refreshing. They were truly ying and yang and complimented each other perfectly. "So how did you two meet, exactly?" Rory asked the couple. "Well it's not a fancy story or anything." She said. "I'm his interior decorator. I did his house." "Yea and I couldn't keep my eyes or my hands off of her tush. She actually slapped me the first time I did that. I had to beg her NOT to quit." He said smiling that devilish smile of his. And for that he got another slap from his fiancé; this time on his arm. "Ouch! What was that for?" he said rubbing at his arm "Why would you tell her that, you gnarn?" She asked blushing brightly. "Oh babe, come on. Rory has heard a WHOLE lot worse from me, right?" He asked looking to her. "Yep and I'm still in therapy for it too." She joked."So what are the plans for the wedding?" "Well, I've got filming in Thaiwan in 2 weeks so...we've decided to get married next weekend." Jay said sheepishly as he squeezed Karen's hand before bringing it up to his lips. "Wow that's...fast. That's also a lot of pressure for 2 weeks, how are you going to do it?" Rory asked. This time she had her facial expressions guarded. She didn't want a repeat of their last meal together. "Well my sister is going to help me with everything so it's not going to be too much of a problem." Karen spoke "We just want to have something quaint and just for family and close friends." "That's sounds great you guys. Please let me know if I can help with anything." "Actually there is. You could be my best woMAN." Jay said smiling at her. "Huh but I,-who, what does that mean? What am I supposed to do?" Rory asked him confused. "There's only ONE thing you need to do. Just be there , at the wedding as his number one man. Support him, like he's told me, you always have." Karen said sincerely to Rory. "Oh my god, am I going to have to wear a suit?" Rory asked. Karen and Jayden both laughed at that. "I told you she'd be more worried about her outfit, babe." Jay said still smiling. "No all you need to be wearing is a black dress. The guys have the bachelor party sorted. You can join us for that by the way. You know" he paused slyly "You could even bring the guy from work." "Ooh, what guy?" Karen asked. "No guy, that's what." Rory replied. "I swear he's just someone I have to work with and a complete asshole." "Yea and assholes are the best. Isn't that what girls like? A good bad boy?"Jayden asked. "Wait, wait, wait. So tell me about this guy. What does he look like?" Karen asked "You should see him, babe. He's one of those pretty-." "Um, I think she asked me, Jay. Thanks." Rory said rolling her eyes. "Men." Karen said to Rory in understanding. "I see what's happening here. All-girl tag team." Jayden said feigning hurt. "You'll get over it. Anyway he's a good looking guy. Total Adonis if I have to be honest. But with those looks come his ego so, I'm NOT interested. I'm just looking but I sure as hell am not touching." Rory concluded "Of course not. You never touch, do you Rory?" Jay teased. "Screw you!" Rory smiled timidly as a blush crept into her high brown cheeks. "Yea. It's too late to ask now, Rory. I'm getting married." "What's going on here?" Karen asked pickin up on the fact that there was an underlying issue being addressed. "You want to tell her or should I?" "Your finacee finds it hilarious to advertise the fact that I'm still a virgin." Rory said comfortably. She was waiting for it; that look of total shock that always crossed people faces when she told them she was a virgin. It wasn't a judgemental look. It was just surprising to them that in this day and age Rory hadn't seized her opportunity to join the orgasmic club of intercourse. "May I ask, why?" Karen asked. Her expression was just neutral and hadn't changed after Rory had mentioned her virginity. "I always get asked that question and the truth is I don't know. It's just never felt...right." Rory answered. "I get that and that's good. I hated my first time. I thought to myself 'I'll never have sex again!' But then I took a chance on this man right here and I'm forever grateful I did. You'll know when its time and I hope it's fan-fucking-tastic!" Karen finished. "Wow, you're passionate, babe." "I learn from the best." Karen replied with a knowing smile before they shared a deep kiss. Rory couldn't watch these two at it. Too depressing, AND creepy. "Alrighty. And with that I'm out. I've got to get to work anyway. Thanks for the lunch guys." Rory said standing up to hug the both of them."Karen. Thanks for plastering a smile on my friends face and congrats to both of you." "No, the pleasure is all mine. I know he considers you as his 'sister from another mister'-yea he actually says that- and I'm so glad that I've had the chance to meet u." Karen said to Rory while squeezing her tight. "I'll call you soon, Jay." Rory finished up the goodbyes as she waved at him on her way out. "Well that went pretty well. I like her. She's a little tightly wound but she's sweet." Karen said to her fiancé as they both watched Rory leave. "Yea, hopefully she'll find a good enough guy who'll help her unwind." Jayden said before turning back to Karen and asking her if she was ready to go home. "Sure babe, let's." She smiled. ****************************************************************************************** "Ms Jacobs. I've finished with all the files I needed to audit today. I was wondering if I could go home early. You know, do some homework for the Lussonave Portfolio." Rory had been back for all of an hour already. She'd been sitting at her desk sending emails and looking through James's company's file. She wanted to make sure that she got a good idea of how they functined as a company so that she could best serv e them. "Actually that'd be just fine Rory. Provided that you make up the time this weekend." Kate watched Rory. "This weekend? But we don't work on the weekends." Rory reminded her. "No. We never USED to, but the Wilkz's have recommended we include them every step of the way. So this weekend you WILL make sure that you are available.Call anyone necessary. We wouldn't want any 'important' phone calls keeping you from your JOB." "Oh yea. Um sorry about that. It won't happen again I just-." "Spare me." Kate cut off Rory's impeding fib. "Just be here and ready 10:30 on Saturday. We have a meeting at one their offices. Bring all the documents and details I've given you with you. Make sure you familiarise yourself with the necessary finance people as well as which accounts they deal with. Our biggest mission on Saturday is to see where we can assist the Wilkz's financial accounting staff and in turn the portfolio." "Ok. I'll be there. How long will you need me for on Saturday exactly?" Rory asked. "Well, its only one office so 3-5 hours should be just enought to get what we need." She paused then and looked at Rory before slowly putting the pen she was writing with down. "Rory, I need you to tell me now if I need to get someone else to assist me with this. If this is too big for you, I will under-." "NO!" Rory let out a little too loudly." I want this Kate. I'm your woman. I'm in it to win it." "Ok. Now, your history with James Wilkz-." "Is non existent. It was just a chance meeting a while back. That's it. Not a distraction or anything of the sort. You won't regret asking me to join you, I swear." Rory confirmed. "Alright. You can go then. I'll see you tomorrow." Kate said with a cool dismissal. "Thank you.I really appreciate this." And with that Rory left the building. ****************************************************** It was Friday and Rory had been a very happy chappy all week. She'd been leaving the office early since Monday and she had had loads of time to herself to finally catch a bit of relaxing 'me-time'. But today was extra special. She was going to 'Te Jour'. It was a spa that she drove past every single day that was situated 2 blocks from her place. She had always envied how people looked when they walked out of there. Like they'd just had a painless surgery to remove the weight called life from their shoulders. There wouldn't be enough time over the next week to do this. With Jayden and Karen's wedding only 8 days away and her working this weekend it was all bound to age her exponentially and all in one week. She walked into the greek-style spa and signed up at the reception for a full body massage. Just as she thought that would be enough, she looked at her colour-chipped nails and decided that a mani/pedi was definitely in order to. The middle aged woman behind the counter ushered her into a 3 by 3 metre room. It was painted beige and furnished with dark wood right around to complete the earthy feeling. It made you automatically relax. There was a decorated door in the far corner of the room labelled 'change room'. When she opened the door she found a soft whit gown hanging on a hook and next to it was a hanger; presumably for the clothes that she'd come in with.'How thoughtful.' She thought. "So Ms. Oakken. This will be your personal room. Here is your key." She said handing Rory a key that was attached to pretty beads. "We prefer that you do your nails in your gown so as to maintain the the aura of relaxation around the house; we find that certain outfits, especially work clothes, hinder that aim. Someone will come shortly to escort you the boutique room for your nails. When you are done with your nails just come straight back here and make yourself comfortable. Your messeouse will be in anytime after that." She finished. "Alright. Thank you." "Would you care for anything to drink? We have everything from wines to coffee available." She politely offered. "Actually all I'd like is some water, thank you." Rory replied. "Bottle of water, coming right up. It will be waiting for you in the boutique room." The lady nodded and walked out of the room. Rory couldn't help but smile. She had no idea that this is how amazing this place was. It was so on point and efficient. This was most definitely going to be a first visit of many many more. After Rory had changed into her soft cotton robe she heard a knock at her door indicating that someone was ready to take her to the boutique room. The boutique room was just as warm and quiet as the rest of the house but had this plush white leather chairs with medium-height arm rests and foot stools. Two women, approximately in their early twenties immediately came to her attention. Asking her about designs and colours for her hands and feet. Rory was quite specific. She didn't like anything too bold so the furthest she was willing to go was french tips for both. The girls spoke to each other but not a lot. But Rory. Well Rory was just there to relax. She spoke only when she thought it necessary and all three of the women were ok with that. Once they were done she thanked them and went right to her room. She lay down on the massage table face down putting her face through the ring so that she could still breathe. This is what she had been really looking forward to. Her body was so tense of late and it was nothing that a good old rub down couldn't fix. She heard the slight squeak of the knob turning, letting her know that she was no longer alone. She looked up only to find that a man had walked into the room. "Hi there. Ms Oakken?" He asked "My name is Brogan and I'm your mousseuse. Are you ready?" "Yea, sure." she said confidently.Even though she felt anything but that at that very moment. Brogan was a cutey. Too cute for her anyway. He looked like he had just stepped off an island somewher with that deep tan and he was about to explore her entire body with his hands. Those giant hands of his. He was about 2 metres tall and looked like a rugby player; huge and strong and ready to take on a good tackle. He definitely worked out and apparently that was something he did regularly based on the muscles flexing in his arms while he washed his hands and prepared oils.He had a broad chest and a lean waist and the way his shirt clung to his upper body left no doubt as to whether he had a 6 pack or not.His face was square cut and complimented by cool deep brown eyes which were joined by a cute sharp nose. But what really had her hooked on his face were those LL cool J lips. She felt so tiny in comparison to him and he hadn't even come near the table she was lying on. She lay perfectly still with her face down to the floor again thinking about how his hands would feel running all over her body. She was so lost in her thought that she hadn't realised that the water had stopped running and that he'd moved to stand right beside her until she felt a towel being placed over her calves. "Ok I'm about to push this up for cover, so please just lift your waist for me." He said this while sliding his hand beneath my stomach showing me exactly how he wanted me. When I was finally up with ass in air, I felt him tug on the robes ties before he gently pushed me to lie down flat again.His one hand was still on my stomach though. He used that hand to release the sides of the now open robe. I then felt him slide the towel up and over my legs to my ass and I prayed there would be enough material to cover it. When he was satidfied with the placemnt of that towel for cover, Brogan helped pull my arm out of the sleeve closest to him before bunching the robe up and leaning over my back to do the same on the other side. Oh my god the heat radiating off his body was intense. But not as intense as that that was building between my thighs. He pulled the hairband off of my hair and brushed his hands through it softly telling me to relax and that he was going to take good care of me.Then he started his assault around my neck and shoulders first. I must not have realised how stressed out and tired I was because I woke to Brogan's voice telling me that I needed to turn over and that he was done with the back side of my body. I turned over, completely forgetting that I was naked. I sat there in shock of what I'd just done for a moment but Brogan just didn't even flinch. I don't think he even took a second to look. He just grabbed a towel off the wrack to cover my nether regions before he cooly went to get another one to cover my breasts.'Very professional.' I thought as he started. His ministration on my legs this time. This time I was WIDE awake and very aware. Watching him touch me was blowing my mind. I actually hadn't realised how soft his hands were compared to the general look of him. And the look on his face was one of complete focus. He would lick those gorgeous lips when ever he felt something like a knot in a muscle and dig right into it. When he found one in my thigh and he pressed I must have made a sound because he looked up at me with those eyes and whispered a "sorry" before smiling sweetly and going on. When he got to my stomach he would place both hands either at my sides or over my abs and gently and slowly rub me up and down from the slight curve of my breasts to my bikini line over and over again.Iclosed my eyes.I got goosebumps all over my body. I couldn't chance my eyes giving away my thoughts. I wanted to feel those hands on the only two places that were covered on my body. Luckily that didn't last long. He moved to my arms for a bit too and when that was done he just casually stood up to his full height and said he was finished and that someone would be in to do my facial shortly and with he was out the door. I stood up to put the robe back on and lay down on the table again.'What an experience.' I thought. ********************************************************************************* Rory had settled her bill for all of her treatments and was at her car, putting her handbag in the boot when she felt someone watching her. She looked around. But didn't see anyone.She chocked it up to paranoia so she unlocked her door and climbed into the right-hand driver seat.Just as she was about to close her door a hand stopped it. "So it seems that that massage did well for you." Brogan said casually leaning against her door. "Ye-Yea it was pretty relaxing. Thank you." "There's something that I want to ask you that I couldn't ask in there." He said pulling out a cigarette case and a Zippo. "Hmmm?" She said shifting her eyes to his. "Ask away." "See the thing is I've taken the liberty of taking your cellphone number from your client file." He lit the cigarette. He blew the smoke up and out before tilting his head towards her and continuing "Now all I need is permission from the lady to call her." "That sounds....okay, yea." Rory replied with a smile "It's nice to officially meet you, Rory." He said before he closed her door for her and walked away. ******************************************************* The next morning, Rory woke up early to catch a good gym session before heading to the office where she'd be meeting up with Kate before going to the first of the Lussonave offices to consult with their accountants. She felt good. Especially now that shed given her body a proper working out. Brogan had clearly worked miracles with her muscles. Brogan still hadn't called. 'Maybe he changed his mind.' She thought. She couldn't blame him. Afterall a man that gorgeous had to have a hord of women on his trail. When she arrived at work, she noticed that her car was the only one in the lot. It was already 10:15. She decided to pull her secret stash of smokes out of the cubby hole. She was down to 2 a day. BUT only when necessary. But right now it was just about the pure boredom of waiting on Kate to arrive. She heard a car approaching and knew that the boss had finally decided to make her grand entrance. She saw Kates face change when she noticed the cigarette in her hand. Deep Secrets Ch. 02 Kate didn't move from her car but slowly opened her window with a pout. "I don't know why you have to smoke. Now you're going to destroy my cars fresh leather smell with those fumes." Rory sucked the smoke into her lungs one last time before flicking the cigarette off her fingers and repkying. "Well we could take my car." "That thing?" Kate asked staring at car. There was nothing wrong with it. It was an early ford fiesta, 2005 model. Clearly not up to her Audi A6 standards. I personally didn't like Audi's! But hey who was I to judge? "No thanks, get in. I'll just have to crack the windows." "Ok." Rory said, walking around to climb into the passenger side. Once they got into the work it was fairly smooth sailing. A document missing here and a difficult emplyee there. The usual. They have set them up in the conferrence room. It was around lunch time that they walked into the firm's cafeteria. While Kate found something to satisfy her appetite, Rory hadn't. "Aren't you going to have anything?" Kate asked. "No this isn't my kind of food. I actually keen on a sandwich so I'm going to wait until we're done here. I'll see you back in the confereence room in a bit." Rory had been working away at the rest of her papers for a good 20 minutes when she heard giggling in the hallway. She looked up to find Kate flirting away with one one of the accountants who had been assigned to help them. His name was Craig if she remembered correctly. He was cute but so not Rory's type. And apparently EVERYONE was Kate's type. She's been watching Kate's bubbly banter with Craig for a good minute before she realised that maybe, just maybe, she may look a little stalkerish to any passer-bys. With that she smiled and returned to crunching some numbers. Just as she was about to pick up her high-lighter she heard a voice in the room with her. "So you're sweet on Craig, huh?" She looked from left to right, and then finally looked behind her before she noticed James sitting in a chair that he'd rolled away from the table. He was impeccably dressed as usual, but this time it was in casual grey slacks and a poder blue shirt which fit loosely about his waist but snug around his chest. And boy did that colour do wonders for his eyes. "Oh my- You just gave me the fright of my life!" She said trying to catch her breath. "I didn't even hear you come in." He didn't smile so much as twitch his lip at her reaction. "Of course you didn't. Your eyes were somewhere else clearly. How old are you Aurora?" "I-Um I don't understand what that has to do with anything-" "I ask because Craig is an intern here. And he is 21 so I'm going to save you the trouble and tell you that he's not the one for you." James finished confidently. "And how would YOU know that?" Aurora asked narrowing her eyes at him. "You're feisty and enjoy your control. But you're intelligent too. Which means that you know that in order for any of your relationships to survive you would need to give a little. Besides, Craig is just a boy. And what you need is a man." With that he moved over to a chair that was right beside hers and leaned back into it, crossing his fingers together to join his hands mid air above his lap while his elbows rested on the chair's arm rests. He seemed so regal doing so. It was as if the chair had to fit HIM and not the other way around. Rory couldn't help but feel like he was scrutinising her. So she subconsciously took his the same position in her chair as he did his. This also left her some extra breathing room. The smell of his aftershave was just as intoxicating as it had been that first time in the club. "I am Craig's age. Perhaps he's just what I need." "Hell, if you believe that, then I guess you're not the WOMAN I thought you were." He said baiting her. "So tell me, Mr. Wilkz, what kind of man does THIS woman need, hmm?" Rory asked, clearly not interested in what James had to say. "Oh wait let me guess. He should be rugged and older; so basically someone who WILL take control, right?" "Your lack of control over your temper is quite exciting but just a little annoying." He had been clenching his jaw through out her entire speech. Couldn't she see that he was trying to tell her something important? What was with Rory that she couldn't trust him? If James had known that hooking up with her at a club was a definite no-no for anything in future with her, he'd have just settled for conversation that night. But he just couldn't resist her wiles. He'd wanted her from the moment he'd seen her at that bar, and now fate had brought them together again. What were the chances that she'd not only be working for the company that he'd hired but that she'd actually be working with him as well? "What is it exactly that I have done to you? We just hooked up. That's it! In fact, I did nothing but make you feel good. I know this because you left a souvinir on the thigh of my pants from where you had been grinding against it." He'd leaned in a little closer to say that last part. Not once did he break eye contact not even when he'd noticed her clenching her thighs at his mentioning of the club experience. Rory's face had gone beet-red as soon as he'd made referrence to the tryst in the closet.She could feel the effect of his words on her coochie wetting her underwear. He was getting too close now. His hands were resting on either side of her, braced on her chairs arm rests. As soon as he had placed them there her's had moved in closer to her body as if protecting her from something. "I - could yo-could you please get out of my personal space, Ja-Mr Wilkz?" She stuttered looking everywhere but into those eyes. "I could." He replied seriously, moving a hand to her thigh "But you and I both know that that is the last thing that you would like for me to do." Rory couldn't focus. His hand was slowly moving further up her thigh to the now hottest part of her body. She'd wanted him to finish her off since the day she'd walked out on him at that club, but she just couldn't then. It was all on principal. But for today let principal be damned. Brogan had done a great job of warming her up yesterday and now it was James to to finish this relay. James licked at his lips watching her face the whole time. He could see her fighting her internal war with herself. He just wanted to make her feel good and he could tell she wanted it to. He rubbed slow and steady cirles against the elastics at the sides of her underwear. He could smell her arousal. It was a beautiful smell. Musky yet sweet. "Open your legs, Rory." He saw her look to the passage way leading into the conference room only to find that Kate was no longer there and neither was Craig. "Now." He said bringing her attention back to him. Aurora slowly opened her legs and was shocked when James fed both of his hands into the bottom of her skirt and began tugging at her underwear. "Lift." And with that James was pulling her underwear down. He lifted her feet out of it and slid it casually into his pocket before rubbing Rory's clit with his thumb and spreading her juices. He dipped his thumb into her core a few times before bringing his soaked finger to his lips and savouring the taste of her. "MMM. Just as I had imagined. Perfect!" James dropped to his knees in front of her then. Hooking his hands underneath her knees and sliding her ass closer to the edge of her seat and his face. Her snatch was gorgeous. It was a cute pink that was only accentuated by the glow of her juices. Even the trimmed bush left him excited for what he was about to do. "May I?" He asked then without waiting for an answer he placed her one knee over his shoulder and dove right in for his dessert. "Oh god." She let out on breathy whisper before she let loose a barely controlled whimper. Rory didn't know if it was because anyone who cared to look would be able to see what was going on but she'd never felt this good with someone between her legs. He slipped two fingers inside her while his skilled tongue worked on her very swollen nub. She was about to come and he'd only just started. She could feel her stomach clenching, trying to hold the nearing orgasm at bay just a little longer but she couldn't. She just couldn't. She came with a hard shudder of her entire body, pushing her thighs together trying to move his mouth away from her sensitive pussy. She felt him slow his movements and then remove his tongue. Only for a second. Because apparently he wasn't done. He pulled his fingers out of her with a smirk on his face and stuck only one in between her lips before moving the second towards her ass and pushing it slowly up in there. No one had ever done that to her and she never thought she'd ever like it but it was such an antense feeling. Having both of her holes filled felt amazing, especially when he started to pump his hand faster and faster in and out of her. It didn't take her long to come after that. But this time he didn't stop. He just attached his mouth to clit all over again. Sucking and licking harder than he had before. And no matter how many times she tried to move her over sensitive body away from him or begged him to stop he just kept going. Pulling her tighter in with the grip he had on her raised leg. It was only after her fourth climax that he let her go and pulled her skirt down. He could never get tired of the way her face looked when she came. It was the most beautiful look of bliss. Her eyes would glaze over while her lips parted just a little bit. Her eyes were now closed and she was trying to catch her breath. "Come to dinner with me tonight." He asked her. Rory opened her eyes to look down at him. He still hadn't gotten up from haunches and so she was looking down at his face. He was still licking at his lips, no doubt still tasting his most recent adventure to her core. Aurora couldn't believe she'd let this happen. She'd told Kate that there would be no more happenings between her and James and yet here they were. But she was madder at herself. She was attracted to him. And he to her. But he didn't seem interested in something more permanent.And THAT Aurora couldn't deal with. She was about to remind him that they had to keep things strictly professional between them when her phone saved her. For real this time. "Just a second." She said before reaching to answer it. "Hello?" "Hey, Aurora? This is Brogan." It was a man. James could hear it in the baritone of the voice that spoke while she shifted uncomfortably in her seat, shifting glances at him. "Oh hey, um how are you?" She casually asked. "I'm great, thanks is this a good time?" "Yea-yea sure. This is a good time." "Good because I was wondering if you'd like to have dinner with me this evening." 'Choose, girl! Choose! The man who just ate you out like it was his last meal or the one who asked for you out to dinner first?' She thought "That would be nice, thank you." "Great. No need to dress up, it'll be at my place. I promise I'm a great cook, the food poisoning will only last a day or two." he said jokingly. She giggled at that. Who was this guy and what was he saying that had made her laugh that way.James was annoyed. He was still waiting for an answer about whether she was going to join him for dinner or not and she and this guy were enjoying having a fat chat. "That'll be just fine. Just give me your address."She said looking for a pen and a clean piece of paper. What the -? James moved away from her now and stood to his full height while he watched her jot down an address. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and waited. "Ok" she said. "8pm it is."Silence... "Ok bye." "Who the fuck was that?" James asked clearly peeved. "No one that you -." "So if it's no one that I know, it's not the guy that you went to lunch with the other day? I take it you're NOT joining me for dinner this time either?" He said cocking his head to the side. "No. I don't think it's wise for us to blur the lines of our relationship; which in this case is strictly professional." She said meekly. "Oh I see. So when I was tongue-fuckin you into submission 5 minutes ago, where was the professionalism then? Huh?" He had a lot of venom in his voice. He wasn't even trying to hide how irritated he was at this point. "That's- that was before I came to my senses." She tried to explain. "You think it makes sense to go out with someone else tonight after what's just happened?" He smiled then. But it wasn't a genuine smile. "Oh now I really get it. You're one of those girls. Spreading like butter for anyone that cares to ask." "Excuse me?" She said getting to her feet, only to be pushed back down by James hand on her shoulder. "NO! EXCUSE ME!" He said raising his voice."I obviously want clear enough." "No you've made yourself perfectly clear."She said this time pushing his hand off of her shoulder so she could get up. "Your ego is bruised because for once there IS a woman who can resist the great Wilkz charm." He laughed. "Yea, based on your moans you resisted 4 times today." He didn't even see the slap coming. Neither did she for that matter. She just happened to see her hand come into her line of vision for a moment before it connected with his left cheek. "Oh shit." She said reaching to soothe his face "I'm so sorry abo-." He grabbed her arms mid-air. "Ha! DEFINITLEY not the woman I imagined you to be. Enjoy your weekend Ms. Oakken. Monday will be a very very hectic day for you." He threw her arms down and with that he walked out of the room. Deep Secrets "I warned you about that piercing,that's the only reason theyre staring at you funny. AND smart ass you and I BOTH know that you are not here just for me. Your ass is getting PAID to be here Mr. Movie man." " Oh please that was just a bonus!" " The lies that come out of your mouth boy. As much as I LOVE hearing them I want to hear more about you. Whats hip-hop-n-happening with you?" "Ah you know how it is friend. Doing red carpet events,partying my pants away-literally-making my first million, finally getting nominated for an art-house award and...."he paused smiling like a school boy. "And...?" I asked now curious as hell. " and getting engaged." I giggled. That's all I could do given the news. He must have realised that my eyes had gone super-wide. " I..wow...ok.um.." "Oh God you know you are the very last person I expected to have that kind of react-" "Ok ok im sorry but you threw that right into my lap without warning. I didn't even KNOW that you had a girlfriend and suddenly one of my best friends is getting married? I mean this is YOU we're talking about! So what exactly is it you want me to say?" "All I needed was for you to be was excited for me." "Well im sorry I wont feign excitement. I know fuck all about this chick or how she is with you. And I have to wonder about that because you're my friend." I said getting irritated. "Yea well I didn't think about that because I figured you'd fucking trust me and my judgement." "I do babe its just tha-" "Its just what?!" Jayden snapped "You know,you sure have a funny way of proving. Actually you know what"he picked up his wallet and phone from the table "Its getting late and I have to get back to the studio." "Hunter, come on don't-" "I'll call you when im free from work again."He couldn't even look up at me when he pecked me on the cheek and left. Shit. Id fucked up majorly this time. Why couldnt I just lie. Im a great liar usually but this,this was just way too much for me.I decided to pay the bill and high tail it back home so that I could have myself a glass of dry red before I called Raya to off-load the details of my lunch date on her.