words so { slick } ----- * / regan

[ashton mitchell brindle]

it was at that moment that both of ashton's rational and irrational sides came out to play, and that was never a good thing for anyone, especially in a moment like this. it was also obvious that both sides wanted completely different things. one wanted to rip off his last few articles of his and her clothing and take things to the bedroom, and the other wanted the first time they had sex with each other to be something they were both emotionally prepared for.

but by the looks of it, ashton was the only one that needed the mental preparation, and coming to a conclusion would be a long and hard process because right now his mind was at war with itself. he supposed that if they had sex right now, here in this living room, or if he even gave her the smallest little kiss, things would change, and he might lose this friendship that they already had -- if you could even call it a friendship. whatever it was, it was rare for him to have such things with a girl like this and it was no surprise that he started wanting more than just the title 'a good friend'.

but he had an advantage to regan: he knew how girls like her worked. how they liked to play hard to get, to play mean and be the ones to take control. he was never honestly a fan of that, but there was something about a feisty girl that made him extremely interested in her. it was the nice ones -- the ones that would make suitable girlfriends -- that would always end up being friend-zoned and there was nothing that he could really do about it. it was just the way he was, and there was no one to blame for it but kat.

and oh, how she resembled kat so well; she had fiery red hair, those big eyes and that innocent way to her face. and when she wanted to be, she could be just like kat, too. but at the same time she wasn't anything compared to kat, and no matter how much ashton longed to be with that part of his history again, he had to remain stronger than that and see the goods other girls had to offer.

if he couldn't have kat, regan was the closest thing to her, and that was good enough for him. it was horrible to think that way, to compare someone so clean to someone who might as well have been the devil's whore as that would be better than what she was now. ash felt ashamed about the thought, but he quickly wiped it away when he realized he had probably been gazing at god-knows-what for a long time while he was lost in thought.

his green eyes traveled from his hand, which had grabbed her wrist (thank god that was what he had been staring at, anything else would have been flat out embarrassing). first he looked at the flat expanse of her tummy, took a long detour at her chest, and then soon found his way back to her face, which was plagued by a puzzled look. he realized after he rejected sex with her and wanted to cuddle instead the other night, she probably thought he was gay, and now all of this was happening...

what if she thought that he was just doing this because he wanted to prove his sexuality? hell, ashton had no problem in that department; he was friends with at least three gay guys, and that didn't change a damn thing. to put it simply: it took a man very confident in his masculinity to do that. or maybe it took a complete idiot, which ashton would agree he was being a big one right now.


well there's a lot you could do, actually,

[/i] he said smartly, acting like he had been thinking about that the entire time when that was really far from the truth. he had no idea what he wanted to do with her that night, but he sure as hell wasn't going to ruin what friendship they had just because she reminded him of kat. but sometimes....sometimes it was good to be reminded of things that hurt you, right?

the boy leaned closer to her and placed a single kiss over her heart, trailing his lips up her collarbone, all the way up to her jawline. he pulled away for a few seconds, his face hovering in front of hers, his green eyes fixed on her lips. they tingled to be pressed up against her own soft, glossy lips, but at the same time, he felt nervous about this all, as if it was something he shouldn't have been doing. i could name a few things off the top of my head, but...[/i]

he then pulled away from her, his head falling back into the cushions of the sofa. both of his hands grabbed her little waist, mostly because he had no better place to put them than there. the look that glazed over his eyes was a pained one, showing clearly that he didn't want to do what he just did. ash was still unsure if that was the whole kissing thing or the fact that he didn't kiss her on the lips. like it'd make much of a difference, because this game of uno would definitely change things remarkably.


as ashton was gripping onto her waist as gently as possible, his fingers tracing small patterns on her back. his gaze then fell from her face and traveled across her body, but it was nothing like staring at her face and watching her features twist around as she clearly both enjoyed this and was confused by this all at once. it wasn't like she didn't have a nice body because she clearly did. in fact, it was just like kat's, only better because she was shorter than him, and something about a girl's height (or lack thereof) made him enjoy their body all the more. it was strange, because most guys thought taller girls were sexy because of their long legs, but maybe it was because ashton wasn't looking at them that way. not in a sexual way, anyway, not at first. he just thought a midgitized babe was incredibly adorable.

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[regan lilly costello]

If there was one thing about Ashton that Regan had noticed it was that he confused the hell out of her. Maybe it was the mystery about him that caused her to continue to hang around him. She couldn't be sure. She wanted to sleep with him, of course, anyone who looked at him probably wanted to sleep with him. It was more than that, as much as she hated to admit it, she liked just being around him. He was the person she found herself breaking all of her rules for and part of her couldn't stand it. She couldn't stand the way that just his attitude made her want to spent more time with him. She couldn't stand the way that she felt comfortable around him.

Regan had told herself when she left her home and her husband that sure, she was going to sleep with people, but she wouldn't let herself get comfortable. She wouldn't let herself get into a relationship with someone. That was like cheating in a way that her just having sex wasn't. She pushed all thoughts of her husband out of her mind. She didn't want to linger on the memories of the man that she would eventually go back to. All Regan wanted to do was live a life unlike she'd ever experienced, all she wanted to do was have things that weren't complicated like girls her age were allowed to have. Ashton was complicating everything though.

If she were any sort of smart she would've left Ashton and everything that he inspired on her behind and she would go back to what she'd been doing before him. But since meeting him, she hadn't slept with anyone else. He was on her mind more than she cared to think on. This man was going to be the end of her, she just knew it. And the way that his eyes roamed over her body, she felt her stomach start to do flops. Those greens of his were so beautiful, they looked so...she didn't even have words for what it felt like to have herself so bare in front of him. Those same nerves that had taken her over when she'd first been naked in front of her husband were taking her over.

All the other men she'd slept with didn't seem to take the care or the time to actually look at her like Ashton did. Her own blues were gazing at his face, watching him as he looked at her and she sunk her teeth into her bottom lip. The game was becoming well and forgotten in her mind, the words that he was saying becoming far more sexual than maybe they weren't meant to be. "Oh is that so?" she spoke in a tone that was a little louder than a whisper, but just as breathy.

Then his lips found her skin and it was like electricity. Every kiss that he placed to her skin was wonderful, so wonderful that there was no holding back the soft moan that escaped plump lips. One of her hands moved to rest on his chest, the fingers pressing into the muscle softly loving the feel of the hardness of his body. He was so gorgeous. So fit. So defined in his body. She never could've imagined that he'd be just so...breath taking. And her breath was indeed taken away, especially with his lips so close to hers.

He was speaking and she barely heard his words, the only thing that was taking her over was the want to feel his lips against her own. She thought that she was about to experience that satisfaction and then he was pulling away and resting back on the couch. Those blues of hers grew wide for a moment and she looked at him with a pout on her lips. She would've gotten up and left if it weren't for the hands on her waist. Regan couldn't tell if he was playing hard to get or if he was just not sure if he wanted her or not.

The red head wasn't going to stand for this, she was not going to let him tease her like that. "Well, I can think of a few things as well," she stated simply before moving so that she was straddling his hips. Lithe arms wrapped around his neck and her eyes locked on his as she brought her face close to his. She lost all care for who made the first move any longer, he had already placed his lips on hers and that gave her free game to place her own where ever she wanted to.

"Ashton, you are quite possibly, the most confusing man that I've ever met in my life," she whispered before closing the gap between their lips. Oh and how it felt so wonderful to feel the press of pout against pout. And no matter how much she wanted to have more than just a kiss, the one that she gave to him was something almost innocent. It was sweet. It wasn't the rough kisses that she had gotten used to given, but something more gentle. Something so out of character for the woman that she'd been for the past few months. Her head felt light, and she was getting lost in everything that he was. Regan pressed her body against his, the feel of flesh against flesh causing her body to tremble for a moment. She didn't pull away from the kiss though, his lips were just far too nice.

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[ashton mitchell brindle]

you know how when you have a first anything, you get those butterflies in your stomach and they just won't leave no matter what? well, that's what ashton was experiencing. it had been so long since ashton felt his stomach do somersaults. maybe it was way back then with kat -- which was...strange. it was unpleasant and strange and he didn't like it, not one bit. but that was a lie, because he loved it. he loved the feeling of being in love again, because it made him feel alright and sane.

in love? maybe that's what you could call it even though it was too soon to be using the "l" word with regan. he was pretty sure that he felt this way towards her -- so lusty, so...attached -- because of the resemblance to kat. that was the only way that any of this could even by slightly acceptable. even then, though, it wasn't acceptable. then wouldn't he be using her just because she was like kat? ashton clearly wasn't a fan of using anyone and she was obviously not an exception.

how was he the most confusing man she had ever encountered? that couldn't be right; ashton never tried to be the confusing type of guy. he didn't like it when girls did that to him, so why would he turn hypocritical and do the same thing to them? in his eyes that just seemed....well, to be frank, wrong. in fact, the statement kind of made him slightly pissed off. of course that wasn't a big deal since he was so easily angered, but he wasn't necessarily that good at hiding his temper, either. his grip tightened on her waist slightly, but not to a point to where it would hurt her.

when she kissed him, he froze completely. he didn't know how to react, and the only part of him that moved in that instant was his eyes as they fluttered shut. it definitely took him off guard and at first he felt slightly uncomfortable, but as soon as the initial shock wore off, he had to admit that it felt amazing, and it almost made him anticipate actually having sex with her.

he couldn't think like that, though; she was more than just a body and what they could possibly have relationship-wise could be so much more than just emotionless sex if they took things slower or at least talked about it. but ashton had found out the hard way that most girls didn't like talking about things like that. in fact, he had only met one girl; she was a nice one, catholic and believed in abstinence. he never knew why they didn't work out except for the simple fact that she was too nice for him.

regan, on the other hand, was perfect. she had the right kind of mean and the right kind of nice, and it was all mixed quite nicely as far as he could tell. you may be asking, if he felt this strongly for her, why was it such a big deal to have sex with her? because it just wasn't that simple. ashton didn't just have sex. as corny as it sounds, he liked to make love to a girl and not just be some sort of dick that took advantage of her. he didn't know how many times he'd have to repeat it until someone finally understood, but he didn't plan on stopping until at least one person knew what he was talking about.

pulling himself away from his thoughts, he opened his eyes slightly and bit her lower lips as he parted his lips from hers. he grinned cheekily, his eyes slowly roaming back up to her eyes. he grabbed her back with one hand and scooted up so that her legs weren't dangling off of the couch and he could rest assured that she was hopefully more comfortable. instead of speaking or waiting for her to speak, his lips moved instantly to the small expanse of her chest. she had seemed to enjoy the last time he kissed her on her neck, and he only wanted to do something she'd enjoy.

he opened his mouth and placed a breathy, sloppy kiss on her collarbone. he dragged his lower lip across her skin until his lips were right beneath her ear. he kissed that spot gently before travelling back down, this time to the middle of her chest. before she could kiss back, though, ashton pressed her head against his chest and tucked her shoulders beneath his arms. he set his chin on her head and sighed softly, closing his eyes as he drifted off into thought, of course about the usual stuff: how he wasn't going to use her, how they weren't going to have sex, but then how badly he wanted to have sex with her.

really, if anyone was confusing anyone else in this room, she was confusing him. he was pretty sure that she wasn't doing it on purpose because kat did it all the time, but then again she could have been one hell of an actress. okay, well let's put it this way - he put good faith into her and assumed she wouldn't play around with his feelings. there was always one way to find out, though.

here, i'll cut you a deal, regan.

[/i] ashton stroked her shoulder, still bent on keeping her in his embrace as he spoke. let me take you on a date one day. a real one - where we get to hold hands and laugh and get to enjoy a good time together.[/i] as he talked about holding hands, one of his hands snuck away from her sides and found one of her lithe hands. he intertwined his fingers between hers and grabbed gently, pressing his palm against hers. and if you say yes, then we can do whatever you want tonight,[/i] he added, ending the sentence with a soft kiss on the top of her head.
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[regan lilly costello]

This man, he was going to be the absolute end of her, that was all that there was to it. Regan was breaking all of the rules that she'd made when she left home for him. She wasn't supposed to spend extended periods of time with a guy that she was both attracted to physically and emotionally. She wasn't supposed to let her emotions get involved in these hook ups. She wasn't supposed to start caring. But for as much of a cold hearted bitch as Regan liked to think herself to be, she really wasn't. And when this girl was starting to find that whatever it was she was feeling for Ash was so much more than just wanting to fuck him, well, it was scary, but she couldn't pull away if she wanted to.

Ash was one of those men that didn't come along very often. She'd met all of two of the men like Ash in her life, Ash himself, then her husband. The last thing that she'd been looking for when she'd ran away from home was a boyfriend. She didn't want a boyfriend, she didn't need a boyfriend, she didn't have the freedom to get her emotions all tangled up in some other man because, well, it was her intention to go back to her husband. To her marriage. To her life. She'd been fine so far in what she was doing and then she had to meet Ashton. And he was just throwing a big ol' wrench in everything that she had planned.

His lips, though, and the way that they felt dancing against hers. The way that he bit her bottom lip when he pulled away from the kiss then didn't let his lips stop at just that. He knew where and how to kiss her body, and it was almost amazing to her just how....gentle he was. Except gentle wasn't even the right word, it was something different. It was like, he actually cared about every touch that he placed on her body. He actually wanted her to feel these touches and for them to be more than just touches. A small moan escaped her lips as he let his lips work their wonder on her flesh and that breath of hers was becoming heavy.

Regan was ready to all out attack him. She was ready to let her own lips touch his body and taste him. To feel those muscles of his more intimately under her longing fingertips. She was ready to just about all out attack him, but then his arms were around her just holding her. Regan almost let out a whimper of disappointment. She didn't want to be held right then. She didn't want to be just cuddled for the whole night. The thought of that ending up being what their night would include, well, it had her all kinds of pouty. Not that, all of her would dislike it, but he'd gotten her well and worked up at this point that she would agree to just about anything just to keep this ball rolling.

Then those words came from his lips and eyes grew wide for a moment even though she was sure that he probably couldn't see them. Which, was probably for the best. It was a deal, one that should've been an easy enough one to make, because, really, who didn't want to go on a date with this an. He was everything that a woman could ask for. Everything that any woman was convinced didn't exist in the world of men any longer and here he was wanting to have her as more than just a fuck. More than just a friend that he could have sex with. He wanted to date her. The last thing that she needed in her life, was to go on a date.

But his arms, the way that she tucked into them so naturally, and the way that his fingers laced with hers causing small butterflies to take over her stomach. This was stupid, this was wrong, this was something that she really shouldn't be doing. But there was no stopping her. There was no stopping her as she ran her thumb over his slowly on the hand that was holding his. There was no stopping her as she kissed his neck up to that sweet spot below his ear. And there was no stopping her when the words finally did leave her lips. "Alright, you can take me on a date," she purred into his ear and then kissed back down his neck then to the broad span of his shoulder. She had no idea what she was getting herself into, but really, at that point, there was nothing that was going to stop her. Not even the possibility of breaking her biggest rule, no boyfriends.

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[ashton mitchell brindle]

well, that actually turned out better than expected. ashton was preparing himself for another rant about how they could just be fuck buddies, simple as that, but she agreed to dating him. at first ashton felt guilty because of the current conditions that stirred up the question in the first place, but after a while all doubt was removed from his mind and replaced with a plethora of emotions: happiness, shock, and giddiness. he felt ridiculous and he tried swallowing down all of these feelings, but that was a pretty hard task of course, you could only imagine.

luckily, ashton could hide the shock and excitement that rushed through him. even though he had managed well so far, he could feel his heart hammering against his chest. he hoped to god that she couldn't feel it, but he doubted it, since at that moment everything in him was pulsing: his head, his chest, even the very tips of his fingers.

his green eyes looked down at her as she kissed him in the similar fashion that he had done to her. he had to admit it felt great, but ashton wasn't really one to get pleasure from kissing unless it was in certain spots that could make any man melt. but right now his focus wasn't on making himself feel good, he wanted to make her feel good. of course, he was largely depending on the fact that they were now on the same page and wanted the same thing. she may have figured they both wanted sex from the start, but the fact that he considered them to be technically dating helped matters a lot.

ashton slid her off of his lap and onto the couch, and in the same movement placed both arms on either side of her head so that he was successfully hovering over her, if just by a few inches. he grinned slyly as his eyes traveled down her face, visually drinking in every inch of her face. he was taken aback, but before any thought of kat could creep into his mind he busied himself because he didn't want to go into this thinking about that wretch. she wasn't working his time anymore, like his mother had said, and he planned on keeping it that way because here regan was, someone completely better than his ex.

ashton pressed his lips lightly to hers, but before she could react to that, he quickly let his lips fall down her body, going as far down as to her bellybutton and then back up again. when he was back to her lips, his phone vibrated on his coffee table, and judging by the ringtone that played afterwards, it was obvious that his boss was the one that was calling.

with a subtle groan and without removing himself from on top of her, ashton reached for his phone and quickly answered it. he pressed his forehead to her own in the process, listening intently as his boss bitched him out about things that ashton -- who, mind you, was only just now an intern -- had nothing to do with. he still made a noise every once in a while to signal that he was still listening to his boss even though mr. flannigan might not have realized ashton had a half naked girl beneath him.

of course, it wasn't like he was about to flaunt it around and be all cocky about it. after all, mr. flannigan did the same and was actually pretty perverted around lady co workers, so he would probably respect ashton more if he knew that he was about to bang a girl as hot as regan. ashton almost felt sickened by the thought, though. besides, 'banging' seemed like too brash of a word to use in the same sentence as her name.

finally, mr. flannigan began talking about things that ashton could totally and easily respond to. someone at the office had fucked up in one of those insane ways that made you question their mentality and smarts, and he wanted him in work asap to fix the problem. he couldn't just leave her, though, but he couldn't reject his work, either, otherwise he might not be on good terms with the business world if he skipped a job with his mentor.

mr. f,

[/i] he started as he shifted his phone between his ear and his shoulder so that he could just be touching regan again so that she wasn't feeling entirely too left out. ...well, yeah, i agree, that's ridiculous, but it's saturday night,[/i] he countered as his finger slowly traced the edge of the fabric on her bra. he stopped mid-stroke as his eyebrows furrowed and uttered a look on his face that made it obvious that he was confused as fuck.

what?[/i] he sighed into the receiver as his hand continued to travel down her stomach, then back up, and then back down again. a cheeky grin graced those plump lips of his as he tugged on her leggings slightly, causing them to budge and slide against her legs, but no sooner did he do that of course did they go back into the position they were originally in. it honestly wasn't an attempt to completely undress her or remove the last thing hiding her panties, it was more of a way of him to reassure that this call would be over soon (hopefully) and then they could continue what he was doing, only without a very important man on the other line of his phone.

well, yes, i realize this mr. flannigan, but --[/i] before he could finish his statement, though, the grumpy voice of mr. flannigan rang through the other end, ranting about the stupidity of everyone around him. ashton simply rolled his beautiful green eyes and shook his head. well, yes, i know --[/i] he tried interjecting again, but was obviously interrupted before he could make his point.

it was pretty obvious that he wanted this conversation to end with his boss for more than just the reason that regan was under him. he was a complete jerk after all, but he had to respect the position, not the person. the sooner he got good at doing that the better it would be for him and his career before it even lifted off.





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[regan lilly costello]

So, now Regan was dating someone and this was not the position that she had wanted to get herself into. She wasn't going to be living here forever, she wasn't going to be sticking around just because she was dating someone either. And really, she wasn't planning on dating anyone because she knew that she was still very much so married. And she knew that she was still very much so going to go back to her husband as soon as she got this wild streak out of her system. Thus, why she hadn't dated anyone before this moment. And even if the idea of dating Ashton really wasn't the most terrible thing in the world, it was not what she had been expecting, it was not what she needed, but she couldn't say no. And not just because she was going to get sex out of agreeing to his date.

She genuinely liked this guy, and she knew that it was wrong, but she couldn't help herself. He made her smile. He made her laugh. He was so much more than a pretty face, and he could make her feel like she'd only thought her husband could make her feel. Which really brought into this whole thing a lot more confusion than had first been there regarding Ashton. If it were just his looks, if she was just agreeing to the date because she wanted to sleep with him, if that's all that it was, she wouldn't be so concerned. But it wasn't. She liked him. She really liked him. Part of that scared her more than she even realized. Scared her, confused her, made understanding love and emotion all the more complicated because, well, she'd never thought that she could feel this comfortable with another man.

When he moved her onto the couch there was a wide dimpled grin on her lips, a smile that said all too well how much she was looking forward to what was going to happen that night. And she returned the kiss to her lips as quickly as she could before his lips were moving over her body. Causing that small frame of hers to tremble under him and her back arch into his lips while a small moan came from her. His lips, god, they were just so perfect. They felt so amazing on her body that she didn't feel like she would know how to describe it to another person. The way that he touched her, it was so much more than lust. Lust she knew, lust she had dealt with, but this, well, she didn't know what the something more about it was all that she knew was that it was indeed something more. Something great. Something that only made the anticipation for when clothes were well and forgotten grow.

Then his phone was ringing and she swore if she had been able to get a hold of it before he did she would've thrown the damn thing across the room. Really? He was going to answer a phone call right now? When they were in the middle of this? Though, the moment that she heard the faint sounds of the voice on the other end she could only guess that it was his work. Which she knew was important. Sure, she had just picked up a job at the bar so that she could afford her small apartment and the things that she wanted. And hell, the ability to just have a job and know what it was like to earn her money, but that didn't change the fact that she understood the importance of answering the phone for your boss. Even when you were in the middle of something as Ashton was.

Regan was half expecting him to move off of her while he dealt with the phone call, and she would've understood, but the way that he continued to be focused on her, at least as much as he could, it was...well...it was nice. Nice in a way that she hadn't experienced before. When her husband got calls from work it didn't matter what they were doing, he would stop it completely to focus on the call. But, Ashton was still touching her, he was still letting her know that he was very much there with her. And all that Regan could do was smile because of it and try to keep herself quiet and her breath got a bit heavy. The man did know how to touch she could give him that much.

There was a pout that formed on her lips though when he got that confused look on his features. A look that said more than anything that he would probably end up leaving her that night. She knew that look all too well, had experienced that look all too well. But god did she wish for once that work wouldn't be important. One of her legs moved to wrap around his hip as her hand moved down his chest slowly. She let her nails drag against the muscle before reaching his pant line and looking up at him with a playful grin as fingertips slipped under his pant line. Maybe he wouldn't end up leaving, which, she would be more than alright with, but if he did she was going to be damn sure that he was just as worked up as she was.

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[ashton mitchell brindle]

this wasn't fair, not one single bit. it seemed that ashton was stuck between a hard and a rock place. on the other end of the line was his boss, who was obviously growing irritated because of the imbocels he worked with, and then there was good old regan, who was doing enough just being in the same room with him. but of course, now she was bringing her fingers across his body and sliding her fingers just under hiss pants.

he tried his best to keep a straight face as well as an attentive mind as he nodded his head somewhat apologetically. well, i'm sorry, but i don't think i can do that,

[/i] he began, but his words slowly faded away when two things happened: an idea sprouted in his mind, and his boss began speaking again, talking about all of the files he had to get filed that day or else the business would explode. and then he thought of a little game; a giant tease, if you will. if she wanted to play that well, then ashton was willing to bring on his game face ten fold.

mhm,[/i] he said slowly while trailing a finger up to her shoulder. he quickly brought the strap away from her shoulder and just as he was about to lean into her neck, he took his phone away from his ear and put it on speakerphone. carefully setting the device back on the coffee table, he winked at regan before kissing the top of her forehead. hey, you're on speakerphone; i'm making some dinner.[/i] this late? was his only response to the matter before he began talking about everything to be done at work.

in all honesty, though, ashton wasn't paying attention to what he was saying. instead, he had grabbed regan's wrist and brought both her hands up and over his neck. he then began trailing kisses down her stomach before he completely tore off her leggings from her legs and tossing them onto the ground. but his attention was soon gripped back to his boss as he traveled back up to her mouth in the same fashion that he had gone down. well, i don't think that's very necessary,[/i] he said with a slight pout in his tone as he grabbed his phone and quickly took it off of speakerphone so that regan couldn't hear his boss degrade him like that.


okay, i'll be there in a few hours. ten-ish?[/i] after that, he hung up and gently set his phone on the floor beside the couch. his gaze finally fell on regan, and it seemed that he would be hers for at least two hours before he would have to go and get ready for work. he figured that she could deduce that their night would have to be sooner or later cut short, but if she didn't he wouldn't want to tell her and ruin all of the fun she seemed to be having. he wants me to come in for a little while,[/i] he stated after a few moments of just staring into her eyes and stroking the side of her face. apparently the system's been down all day and it's just now getting u and a lot of customers aren't happy,[/i] he added thoughtfully.


crunching numbers was like, a hobby for ashton. he enjoyed math and was obviously very good at it, which was the only reason his boss was the one depending on him. it meant a lot of course because he was an important man and a rich one at that, not to mention the firm was fairly important as well.

he quickly brushed away all thoughts of work before he changed his mind and decided to go into work now. of course the "work" he had here was obviously more fun to do, ashton had a tendency sometimes to do the not-so-fun things first so that he could take a longer time to enjoy the better things in life. in fact, he would have left her just then, but he hadn't realized how much they so eagerly wanted each other. he hadn't ever recognized the sexual tension between them until now, of course at that moment it was so thick you'd probably need a chainsaw to cut through it.

the question now was what he wanted to do. of course he knew, and he knew what she wanted to do, too, but there were many choices for him to choose. he was always one to put the pleasures of others first, and honestly the longer he waited the more enthusiastic he would be once he finally got into the bedroom (or living room for that matter) with her.

deciding that maybe she should have a say in it, ashton slowly sat up and set her feet in his lap. his green eyes searched her inquisitively as he rubbed her leg. before or after work...?[/i] he stopped the motion of his hands and let her leg fall back down onto the couch as he propped himself against the arm of the chair, his legs folded indian style. he didn't have to say what exactly they were going to do before or after his spur of the moment work shift because..well, let's face it; she'd have to be pretty stupid to not realize what he was talking about, considering he had gotten her nearly undressed.

and then he felt slightly bad in face he had decided to go to work, because that meant she got all half-naked and worked up for practically no reason. but that fear soon melted, because he realized she had done the same to him, although he was way better at concealing it than what she was. that still didn't mean that he enjoyed this all too thoroughly, because he admittedly did. either way, you choose,[/i] he said, obviously willing to do whatever she had said she wanted to do. he'd really enjoy going to work first only because it would let him think this through before he made this steamy night and turned it into one giant mistake.
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[regan lilly costello]

Regan decided in that moment that she could've outright killed his boss. What kind of boss called someone at eight o'clock on a Saturday night like they didn't have a life? Apparently his boss, and she really wasn't sure how much she liked the idea that this could happen any time that they were together. If there was anything that she liked being it was the most important thing in someone's life. She didn't like things being put before her, even if it was work. Because she was Regan Costello. And she got what she wanted. And right then she did not want Ashton to be going into work at all that night. She wanted him all to herself, which meant not even sharing him with work.

Though when he put his boss on speaker phone and his lips and fingers started to tease her skin she couldn't help but smile at him, her breath getting heavy. She did her best to stay quiet though, even as a small giggle left her when he stripped off her leggings. Her teeth sunk into her bottom lip as she looked at him with that lusty expression on his features. At least he knew well enough to continue to pay attention to the half naked girl under him because Regan was not the kind of girl that wouldn't get up and walk away. Especially if he'd ended up putting all of his attention on the phone call.

Which wasn't the case. The case that was there was that he was being entirely too sexy, and just making her want him so badly, that the thought of him leaving was enough to drive her a little crazy. As he explained to her what she had already deduced all that Regan could do was pout. There was really no keeping the expression off of her full lips as she looked up at him. "Your boss, is an ass hole, and I'm not sure if I like him at all," she stated simply. As if it was just for the purpose of stating it even if he already knew and understood these little so called facts. This was not, how she wanted the night to go. Especially not when she was laying there in only her bra and underwear more than ready to get the man on top of her well and naked as well and see where things led them.

When Ashton sat up she propped herself up on her elbows and look at the man with an almost shocked expression. He was trying to kill her, she knew it. That was the only way that she could explain him even thinking about going into work and leaving her to her own devices after getting her so worked up. He was trying to perform a murderous act, and she just knew it. The pout was still well and set on her lips as she let out a huff of air and then rolled her eyes. This was all so very stupid.

His words came though and all that she could do was smile at him. "Oh, well, lets see," she started out before moving to straddle his hips and sit in his lap again, pressing her nearly naked body against his bare torso. "If we do it before work, then, you really wouldn't be punished for going into work now would you? And then you might not be inspired to hurry up and finish your work to get back to me. So really, I don't see much sense in before work. Except, then I have to wait too," she mused kissing down his neck and then biting his shoulder.

The woman then moved to slide her body down his slowly, her lips pressing kisses and placing little bites on his torso as she moved so that she was kneeling on the floor. Regan moved to rest her head on his upper thigh and she looked up at him. "So, after work," she spoke to him in lusty tones and then she nuzzled his inner thigh. "And if you find yourself losing momentum with getting you work done, just think of this image. Me, here, on my knees. With my mouth so very close to your, hnnnnn," she bit her lip as she looked up at him and then kissed right above the button to his jeans before standing.

"I'm going to go take a bath, you go to work. I'll be here when you get back," she spoke simply her hips moving side to side as she made her way towards the bathroom.

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