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ROMANTICALPHA42:Think you could do me a favor and stop by?
I sat there waiting for a response for five minutes before I threw my phone down on the couch and blew out a breath. I threw my head back and slouched down on the couch, squeezing the bridge of my nose. I picked up my phone and looked at our texts. Still nothing. I was about to get up and drown my sorrows in a glass of scotch when I heard a knock on the door.
I jumped up, and walked over to the door, pulling it open. I was shocked to see Ainsley standing there, shivering, her arms crossed over her chest trying to keep herself warm.
"Sorry, had to wait for Dad to leave."
I glanced out at the dark road and pulled her inside. I watched as she slipped her shoes off and turned to look at me. "What help did you need?" she asked.
"Come with me," I said, allowing her to go first. "I'm working in the living room."
She walked in and stopped at the end of the coffee table and waited until I sat down, then she moved over beside me, close enough that her thigh touched mine.
I pointed to the screen, to the different colored names on the spreadsheet. Then she chuckled.
"I told you about this today. Red is a no, green is yes, orange and yellow are maybe and maybe with guest."
"Oh, that's right," I said, trying to play it up, but Ainsley wasn't having it.
"Spencer, I know you don't forget that easily. I also know that this was the same system your old assistant used because I was the one who found her notes. So what am I doing here."
I blew out a breath and looked down at the floor. Aside from the fact that I had barely heard a word she had said this afternoon because I couldn't stop imagining her under me, I really only had one more shot at trying to win her back.
"Ainsley, I'm done with everyone else making my decisions for me. I'm done with letting Brittany run my life for fear of her taking Nikki from me. I'm done with your father putting his foot down when he knows next to nothing about how I feel about you. I'm in love with you. No one needs to know or believe that but you, and it kills me when, every time I try to express that to you, you push me away, when I know from your body’s responses that you feel the same way."
I turned and looked at her. Her eyes said everything, and I leaned forward and slowly brought my lips to hers. I braced myself for her to shove me away, but instead she surprised me by placing her hands on my neck and kissing me back.
As the kiss deepened, she hoisted herself up and straddled my lap, kissing me hard. Instantly, my cock hardened, and she ground herself down on me, a soft moan escaping her lips as I ran my hands down the side of her body, my thumbs running over her already hardened nipples.
"I want you," I murmured between kisses. "So bad."
"Then take me," she whispered back. "Please take me."
I secured my arm under her and stood up, carrying her down to my bedroom. I kicked the door shut and placed her gently down on the bed. She pulled her shirt off over her head, while I opened the button on her jeans. I was surprised to find she was wearing my favorite pair of black-and-pink panties, ones I'd gotten her for her birthday, and I leaned down and kissed her just above the waistband. Gripping the waist of her jeans, I inched them down her body, kissing her as I went.
By the time I'd made my way back up her body, she was panting, her eyes heady with want. I knelt before her and pulled my shirt off over my head then flicked the button open on my own jeans. She couldn't wait, and before I could object, she'd already pulled my cock from my pants and had started to stroke me.
I gripped her one ankle, biting gently into the calf of her leg before I ran my thumb over the crotch of her panties. They were already soaked, and I pressed just hard enough that she would feel me touching her through the silky fabric. She dropped back on the bed, letting go of my cock. I grabbed her other leg and slid her panties off, spreading her legs.
I could feel my own orgasm building as I ran my cock through her slick heat and pressed at her opening, sliding in slowly. She let out a soft moan, and I started to move inside of her as I held her close. She gripped my back, and wrapped her legs tightly around my waste. As bad as I wanted to reach this first release, I slowed our love making down and allowed myself to get lost in her, something I'd almost forgotten how to do.
When I felt her fingers dig into my back and her start to tighten around me I knew she was close. I wrapped my arms around her even tighter as she started to moan.
When she yelled out my name one final time, I felt myself let go and I poured myself into her.
Ainsley
As the days passed and Christmas crept closer, I started to regret handing in my transfer form. I'd regretted making that deal with Spencer. Things between us were back to normal. Over the last two weeks, I had come home late every night. Spencer and I had been busy making up for lost time while I continued lying to my father telling him that it was either work keeping me at the office late at night or I was busy with Carly.
I lay in bed looking up at the grey sky and snow-covered trees. It was a week before Christmas and the day of the party and I glanced at the clock. It was only nine. I didn't have to be at the hotel until at least three to go over and make sure everything was ready.
"Ainsley, are you getting up for breakfast?" Dad called from the hall.
"Be out in a few minutes," I called as my stomach turned at the thought of food.
"Good, because your eggs are getting cold."
I swallowed hard, trying to stop myself from being sick, but it did little good, and I bolted from the bed and into the bathroom just in time to be sick. I took a cloth and ran cool water over it, soaking it and then placing it on the back of my neck, when I heard a knock on the door.
