His Assistant

Chapter Thirteen - "Want some company?"

Olivia’s P.O.V

“No, I have had enough.” I laughed as Lucas tried getting me to take another glass of wine.

“One more won’t hurt you.” He smirked.

“No,” I said sternly, giggling at the same time.

He rolled his eyes, chuckling and took the bottle away from me. I have already had three large glasses of wine that was more than enough for me. We were on our second movie, but we have not been watching, to be honest, too busy laughing, flirting and talking.

“I don’t think there is any point in watching this movie.” He suggested.

“Probably not, we aren’t doing much watching,” I said.

“Come on. I am sure I can find something else to do. We can put some music on or something; maybe you can dance for me?” He said, winking at me.

“Dream on sunshine.” I laughed, getting to my feet, walking away from him.

I am not going to lie when I did walk away; I was smirking to myself. I hate to say it, hate myself for thinking it, but I was beginning to enjoy his attention. I think part of that is cause I am not used to it, especially someone as handsome, confident and experienced as Lucas is. It was also a little intimidating in a way because I know what he is like. I stopped in the hallway, having no clue where I was going. The house was big; it was easy to get lost in. I soon feel his arms wrap around my waist from behind. I never even heard him coming behind me.

“You a little lost there, sweetness?” He chuckled in my ear.

I looked over my shoulder, nodding my head at him and feeling myself blush. Lucas pulled away from me, grabbing my hand in his and leading me through the house to where we were going which was a sitting room with a surround sound music system, a bar, a large T.V., two red sofas and game consoles. I am guessing this is what you would call his entertainment room; there was also a pool table in the room.

“Can I get you another drink?” He asked, “Something less strong than the wine you were drinking?” He added.

I had a look at the drinks he had, deciding I did fancy another drink.

“Why not, vodka will do, not too strong though OK?” I said.

Lucas nodded, heading over to the bar making us both a drink, me a vodka and himself a Scotch before he came over, the two of sitting down on one of the red sofas…the very comfortable red sofa.

“Any suggestions on music?” He asked.

“I don’t mine; I like a mixture of music, whatever is fine.” I smiled.

He put music on, I had no clue what it was, but it sounded not too bad. It made me wanna get up and dance, something which I was not going to do. I would need to be drunker than this to get up and start dancing especially in front of him. I still can’t work out how he managed to convince me to spend this entire day/night with him and stay at his place. I think I am not as immune to him as I first thought.

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I was laying in Lucas’s spare bedroom on the Queen Size bed. We had called it a night just after midnight since we both had work in the morning. Nothing else had happened between us, neither of drinking anymore after the first one when we entered the entertainment room. As comfy as the bed was, I couldn’t get to sleep for some reason. I had been laying here for an hour. I was restless, tossing and turning.

“Want some company?” I hear Lucas’s voice say from the room door.

I switched the bedside lamp on, looking up. Lucas was standing there in only his boxers, his hair a little messy and his eyes looked tired. I must have woke him up; it must be fragile walls. I sat up on the bed, taking in the image in front of for a moment, whimpering loudly and licking my lips. My eyes finally met his, and he looked back at me. I nodded my head, permitting him to come closer. He made his way over, standing at the edge of the bed, looking at me. I licked my lips once again and he done the same, Lucas made his way up the bed to me, kneeling between my legs.

I think we both wanted the same thing that being a kiss. I never wanted to make the first move. He pushed me down on the bed, my back falling flat against the mattress, his body towering over the top of mine. Lucas reached down, his lips falling against mine. I moaned into his lips, wrapping my fingers in his hair and kissing him back the same way. Lucas moved off me, only for a moment to remove the covers that were between him and I. I was eager to have him close to me again, my body was aching for his touch against me, but I knew I had to watch myself cause if I went too far, I don’t think I could stop. I grabbed his boxers, pulling him down on top of me again.

“Eager much?” He said his usual cocky self.

“If you keep being this cocky, then you can go away.” I giggled.

“Don’t lie. You don’t want me to go.” He said.

He was right, I never. I decided I would shut him up, bringing his lips down close to mine and Lucas closed the small space, pressing his lips hard against mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth and I happily gave him complete access. I wanted to feel his skin against mine badly, but that would be a wrong move. Lucas ran his hand down my body, grabbing my thigh, hooking it around his waist, grinding himself against me. His hard-on brushing between my legs through the shorts that I had borrowed to sleep in, even with the material, the pleasure soared through me, an unfamiliar feeling rising. I ran my hands down his back, pressing them against his ass, pushing him harder against me, needing friction without having to remove the items of clothing I had on, I was not ready for that.

The kiss heated and frantic, the want easy to feel between us both. Between my legs were tingling and begging for more, stupid hormones, but I had to fight against them, needed to keep some sense and control. Lucas’s lips left mine, falling on my jawline, kissing his way down until his lips reached my neck. He took a tour of my neck and throat with his lips and tongue, pleasure erupting in me more with every passing second we were this close.

“s**t!” I whimpered out, my head falling back as he started sucking on my sensitive skin, my fingers tugging at his hair. I knew there would be a mark, but right now, I was not caring.

I feel his warm breath fan against my ear, he was panting, the heat from his body coming through the clothes, and I could feel it against my own body.

“Do you want me to stop, if you don’t wanna go any further you need to tell me now.” He whispered in my ear, his panting voice sending a shiver through my body.

“I…I…don’t know.” I breathed out.

I did not know what I wanted. I know I never wanted to have s*x but other things? I couldn’t decide. My body was telling me one thing; my head was telling me another.

“If you don’t know I think we should stop cause we keep going like this the both of us are going to lose control and I have a feeling you aren’t ready for all of that…just yet.” He said kneeling between my legs.

“Yes, I think that is best,” I said, looking up at him.

“For now.” He said, winking at me.

He sighed, running his fingers through hair, his muscles flexing as he did…oh my he is very sexy, his excitement clear to see, his excitement that he has for me was not making matters easier for me right now. I could tell he was frustrated…annoyed even cause I am sure when he gets into positions like this one he always gets to the end and further along than what him and I did.

“I will be back in a bit. Maybe then we can both get some sleep.” He chuckled, pulling himself away from me, getting to his feet.

“Maybe,” I said, pushing my hair behind my ear, feeling nervous suddenly.

Lucas smirked at me before walking out of the room. I groaned to myself, feeling frustrated and turned on myself. I would need to find a way to get rid of that feeling before he comes back, and I do something stupid again. I don’t know how much longer I can be around him without losing all control. I need to remember I work for him…for his father. I need to stay professional if I want to keep my job, and well, I have not exactly been that these last few days. Lucas came back through to join me, looking flushed and smirking, think we all know what he was doing. He came over, climbing back into bed with me.

“Now we should try to get some sleep. We are up in five hours for work. Please try and behave yourself, Miss Olivia.” He said smugly switching the light off.

We said a quick goodnight to each other, turning away from each, settling down to sleep. It felt strange sharing a bed with him, another thing I can’t make a habit of.