by Wilde, B. L.
“You wait here,” he whispered, pushing me against the large table before undoing the tie to my robe and exposing my red underwear. “I’m going to enjoy this gift,” he said with a wink, licking his lips.
I backed myself up onto the table, letting my legs dangle over the edge. Oliver came back a few moments later with his hands full.
“Why do I feel like this gift is for me more than for you?”
“You know that isn’t true. I’m about to eat the best meal I could ever wish for on this table.” Instantly, I was aroused. “But first, I need you naked.” He never liked to mess around. After quickly unhooking my bra, he slid it down my arms and off my body. I went to reach for his sweats, but he pulled away, shaking his head. “I’m not getting naked yet. If you free my cock, I’ll want to slam into you right away.”
“And that’s a bad thing?” I giggled, playing with his waistband.
“With what I have planned, yes,” he smoldered, capturing his lips with mine. I groaned into his mouth as I wrapped my legs around his waist, drawing him toward me. “I need you to lay back, Beautiful,” he whispered against my lips, pulling on my bottom one with his teeth. I did as he asked, gasping as my back hit the cold table. “You won’t be needing these either.” The smirk in his voice was obvious as he gently pulled my panties down my legs. His hands caressed my feet first, then moved up to my calves. I was an overheated mess, and he hadn’t even really touched me yet. Gazing up at the chandelier, I tried not to think about how hot this was. When I felt Oliver spread something over my nipples, I looked down to see that it was chocolate.
“Mmm, chocolate covered nipples—my favorite,” he teased, pulling me down the table so he could latch his mouth onto one of my yearning peaks. I had no idea how long he continued his torture, but my breasts were licked clean by the time he was done. “How about a little sweetness next?” he asked, squirting some syrup into his hand. I thought he was going to put it over my chest again, but when his hands slipped between my already slick folds, gently massaging the syrup against my clit, I couldn’t control my moans. I knew what was coming next, and my legs opened wider at just the thought.
“This is what I call dessert,” he murmured, taking a seat right in front of me. He threw my legs over his shoulders and began to lick my slick folds greedily. “Shit, Jade, you taste so good like this. And those heels…damn, I need to make you keep your shoes on more often,” he mumbled into my sex, sucking my clit into his mouth. I gripped his hair, rocking against the pleasure he was causing within me before giving up and letting his tongue take me over. I was a slave to his touch.
“What’s with the goofy grin?” I giggled the next morning. Oliver and I were still in bed, and were running late for work.
“Yesterday was the best birthday I’ve ever had. Thank you.”
“It’s a shame you were working, though. I really wanted to take you away.”
“You can do that next year,” he beamed, pecking my lips. I fought to keep the smile on my face, knowing that I wouldn’t be with him on his next birthday. “Come on, you can’t be late. I heard the boss can be a real asshole on his employees’ last day if they’re late.”
“Actually, I don’t think the boss could ever be an asshole. He might be an ass man, though,” I teased, getting out of bed and wiggling my butt in his direction.
“If we’re talking about your ass, then yes, I think he is.” He stretched out, smacking my butt. “Now go and have your shower. I’ll join you in a minute and wash your back.” Playful Oliver. I loved him.
I was solemn for most of the day, knowing that Alicia would be back on Monday and doing her best to make my life a living hell. Oliver wasn’t much better. He was agitated, barking orders at some of his staff. It wasn’t like him.
“Here’s that report you asked for,” I sighed toward the end of the afternoon. “Is there anything else you needed before I start to clear my desk?”
“You’re clearing your desk,” he pouted.
“I need to. It will be Alicia’s again on Monday.”
“All these years, I never thought I’d want to work with my partner. When you walked into my life, you changed all that.”
“It might be healthier for us. Time apart isn’t a bad thing. It’s only a few hours a day.”
“It’s not a few hours, Jade. It’s half the damn day. Sometimes longer.”
“I distract you.”
“Yes, but in a good way,” he smirked.
“You don’t need distractions right now. You’ve got a lot of decisions to make, and I can meet you for lunch whenever you want. It will be fine.” He sighed deeply but nodded. I slid onto his lap, taking him by surprise. “We’ve had the most amazing time. I’ve loved working with you, but you knew this wasn’t going to be permanent.”
“I know,” he sighed, wrapping his arms around me. “I love you, Jade. I have this deep longing inside me to keep you close. That’s all.”
“I am close. I’m not going anywhere,” I lied, closing my eyes as I leaned down to peck his lips.
“How about we go home? I’m done for the day, anyway. You’re right—I’m being silly. Alicia coming back doesn’t change anything for you and me.” My heart lurched at his words. No, Oliver, you’re wrong. Alicia coming back changes everything.
“Admit it, I’ve done a better job than you ever did,” I glared at Alicia while I debriefed her on everything.
“Sonia suggested I get close to Dr. Reynolds. She wants me to make sure Mr. Kirkham isn’t hiding anything from you, and that Dr. Reynolds isn’t hiding anything himself. This mission is too big to just take your word for it.” She’d been back for a week and was already pissing me off with her attitude. She actually thought she was running this case because she’d been called back in.
“Oliver isn’t hiding anything from me. I can guarantee that,” I spat, crossing my arms.
“Sonia still doesn’t want us to arrange the steal until I’ve verified all the information. I think she’s worried you have a little soft spot for Mr. Kirkham.” I counted to ten, trying to calm myself down. When did Alicia suddenly start calling Sonia by her real name, anyway?
“That’s ridiculous,” I laughed, playing it off. I had more than a soft spot for him.
“Is he a good fuck?” My eyes widened at her question. How was that any of her business?
“Why the hell would you need to know that?”
“I’m just trying to be friendly.”
“We’ve never been friends. Whatever you’re trying to do, it won’t work. This is my mission! You’re only here as backup.”
“That’s what you think,” she sneered, tossing her dark hair behind her shoulders. “Are we done now? Or did you want another cup of coffee?”
“Oh, we’re done,” I replied, standing up. “When it comes to lunch dates, I’d much rather have them with Oliver.” With that, I left the coffee shop.
On my way back to the apartment my phone rang. I smiled, seeing Georgie's name flash across my Caller ID.
“What have I done now?” I teased when I answered.
“Where are you right now?”
“Um…New York,” I giggled, confused.
“I know that. I mean where in New York? Are you at Mr. Rich’s apartment?”
“I’m heading there now. I’ve just been at a coffee shop debriefing Alicia.”
“Can Drew and I come a see you? We’re on a small mission in New York right now.”
“You’re here? You never said anything.”
“It was last minute. Do you think your rich boyfriend will let us stay at his apartment?” Boyfriend? What the hell was Georgie sniffing?
“Ummm, well, he thinks you and Drew are married. You’d have to play your cover.”
“We can do that. We’ll get some wedding rings now.”
“Let me call Oliver first and make sure it’s okay.” I was excited about seeing my friends. Oliver would be more than happy to let them stay and I knew it, but I was a little worried about
Georgie seeing me with him.
Quickly, I dialed Oliver’s number. He answered after the second ring.
“What’s Alicia done?” he teased. “I told you not to take her for coffee.”
“Nothing. I just finished going over the new filing system with her. I’m trying to mend bridges, remember?”
“I’m glad to hear it. Are you coming back to my office with her? We could have a late lunch.”
“I was going to, but I got a call. I need to ask a favor.”
“You can ask me anything, you know that.” I could tell he was shaking his head at me.
“Georgie and Drew have turned up in New York unexpectedly. I forgot to tell them that I’ve moved into your apartment. They were hoping to stay…”
“Jade, the apartment is your home, too. If you want your friends to stay there, you don’t have to ask me.”
“Why are you so wonderful?” I sighed.
“We could take them out for dinner tonight, too. Do you want me to make a reservation somewhere?”
“No, I can do that. You’re working.”
“I’m looking forward to meeting them. I’ll try and get away from work on time tonight, but if anything comes up, I’ll call you.”
“Okay.”
“I love you. I’ll see you and your friends later.”
“I love you, too,” I muttered before we both hung up.
“Jeez, could this Mr. Rich buy a place any bigger? How could you fall for all this shit?” Georgie gasped as I let her and Drew into Oliver’s apartment an hour later.
“If you’re going to keep that crap up, you can leave right now,” I cautioned, turning to Drew. “Hey, Drew.”
“Hi, Jelly Bean,” he grinned, pulling me in for a tight hug. “You look good—really good.”
“Thanks,” I grinned.
The three of us spent the next new few hours catching up and going over their cover story so Oliver wouldn’t get suspicious. With the mission being so close to completion, I couldn’t afford any silly mistakes like that.
They were here to steal a valuable antique from a local museum for their client, and were only staying one night. All the preliminary details for the assignment had already been taken care of.
“Drew, why don’t you go and buy some of Jade’s and my favorite wine?” Georgie was up to something. She had that look in her eyes.
“If you need to talk to Jade alone, you can just ask, Darling. We are married, after all,” he teased, kissing her forehead.
“Watch what you do with those lips,” she threatened, grinning up at him. “Now, go get our wine.”
“I have wine here, Georgie,” I pointed out.
“Do you have our wine?” I shook my head. “Off you go then, Drew,” she giggled, turning to him. He sighed but nodded, checking that he had his wallet before leaving.
“What was all that about?” I asked once we were alone.
“Jade, your mission isn’t going to end how you think it is.” What was she talking about? How would she know? “Molly overheard Evan talking to Jason. I didn’t think anything of it until a fake kidnapping was mentioned. They had to be talking about your mission. Oliver will find out who you are, Jade. You’re too valuable for The Seductors to lose. They want you to stay even when your contract is up.” The world began to crumble around me. I knew it was all too good to be true. When did headquarters ever let a Seductor and a target be together after a mission? I wasn’t going to get the chance to spend my life with the man I loved, but I would make sure my client didn’t get their hands on his power core. I owed him that.
“Are you sure Molly heard it right?”
“She spent the night with Evan. Jason didn’t even know she was in his bed. Evan made her swear not to say a word when he realized she heard everything. He said it was a matter of life and death. It has to be your mission. It all fits.” I was numb. “Jade, do you understand what I’m telling you?”
“I need to find the strength from somewhere to let him go,” I whispered. My voice was unrecognizable. It sounded so broken.
“Come here, baby girl,” Georgie cooed, hugging me tightly.
I knew everything could fall down around you in the matter of a few minutes—I’d been there before—but this was different. To give up on the only love I’d ever known? How was I supposed to do that?
I had to find a way, though. Oliver’s life would depend on it.
I don’t know why I was so nervous about Oliver meeting my friends. I kept pacing the apartment, waiting for him to get back while Georgie and Drew got ready for dinner in one of the spare bedrooms on the ground floor.
Georgie had ripped my world apart with her words. I didn’t even know how to deal with it. Never having a life with Oliver… How did I do that now? I didn’t realize how much faith I’d put into The Seductors to keep to their word. How was I going to walk away?
The door opening interrupted my thoughts. Oliver greeted me with a big smile, and I forced one back, hugging him tightly as he pulled me into his arms. “Sorry I’m a little late. You look beautiful.”
I’d opted for a dark blue dress tonight with a low cut back, curling my hair in soft ringlets. I’d been pretty distracted while I got ready, and hadn’t gone to as much effort as I usually would have. “I’ll have a quick shower and then we can go. Which restaurant did you book?” Oliver let me go, pulling on his tie to loosen it.
“That’s okay, Drew and Georgie are still getting ready anyway. I booked us a table a The Vineyard.”
“Good choice,” he smirked, pecking my lips. “I’ll be ten minutes. Why don’t you pour us all a glass of wine? Use the really good stuff near the bottom of the rack.” He was clearly trying to impress tonight. I nodded, watching him rush up the stairs.
Drew and Georgie came out of their room moments later, looking like magazine cover models.
“Wow, look at you two,” I giggled. “You scrub up well. Oliver is taking a quick shower. How about some wine?”
“Let the games begin,” Drew winked, nudging me.
“No games tonight, please,” I pleaded. “I’m too close to the end of this.” Drew turned to look at Georgie, who gave him a knowing look.
“Okay, I’ll be good,” he sulked, crossing his arms.
I walked toward the kitchen to pour us all a drink. The two of them followed me, taking a seat on the stools there.
“I can’t wait to meet this Oliver,” Georgie mused, watching me pour the wine. “I need to see what all the fuss is about.”
“He’ll be down soon, so maybe you two should start looking lovey-dovey. You’re married, after all,” I pointed out, glaring between them.
“Okay, honey bunny.” Drew took Georgie’s hand in his, staring deep into her eyes. “You know how much I love you, right?”
“Yes I do,” she giggled, rubbing her nose against his. Damn, they were good. I stood there gawking at them as Oliver entered, showered and looking smoking hot.
“Sorry I’m a little late. My office never sleeps,” Oliver greeted them, shaking Drew’s hand first. “Great to see you again, Drew.”
“Likewise, Oliver. You have a great place here.”
“Thank you.” Oliver moved his attention toward Georgie, whose mouth was slightly open. Christ, I hope she remembers that she’s married. “You must be Georgie. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“Oh, no, the pleasure is all mine,” she giggled, standing up and hugging him. “You’re the first man to capture Jade’s heart. I’ve been dying to meet you. I can see what the fuss is about now, too. You’re gorgeous.”
“Georgie!” I snapped, annoyed. What was she playing at?
“What? It’s the truth!” She smiled over Oliver’s shoulder, still hugging him.
“You’ll have to excuse my wife. She can be a little over-friendly at times.” Drew pulled Georgie toward him as the realization hit her face. Yes, Georgie, you’re married, remember?
“Sorry, Oliver. I got a little overcome with emotion right then. It’s ju
st so nice to see Jade happy.”
“I can understand that,” he grinned, pulling me into his arms. “I love seeing Jade happy, too.”
We made our way to the restaurant. Georgie and Drew played their cover well, but I was distracted. Every time I looked at Oliver, I was reminded that we only had so much time left together.
“Well, now that you’ve finally met a few of Jade’s friends, do you want to hear some of her embarrassing stories?” Drew had a gleam in his eye while the plates from our main course were being taken away.
“Oh, good idea!” Georgie giggled, clapping her hands.
“No, let’s not!” I protested, looking over at Oliver who had a smirk playing on his face. He loved learning new things about me. I knew this.
“Have you gotten sick of clearing away all her half empty water glasses yet?” Georgie snorted. “Oh, and do you have to wake her up three times before she actually gets up?”
“I seem to be rather good at waking Jade up in the morning.” Oliver turned to wink at me. He was right; morning sex was the best way to get me out of bed. “But I do understand what you mean about the glasses of water. She told me about that not long after we got together.”
“I can’t help it. It’s habit,” I snorted.
“What about her never ending rock playlist that she has on all the time?” Drew was joining in now. “And has she told you about her secret crush on Alex Harbour from Steel Roses that she has had since she was ten?”
“DREW! Shut up!” I cautioned, watching Oliver choke a little on his sip of wine. This was too embarrassing.
“Alex Harbour? Really?” he chuckled. “The guy is a complete idiot.”
“How do you know?” Why was I defending a rock star that I’d had a crush on years ago?
“I’ve met him a few times at charity events. He is a complete asshole—completely self centered.” Why wasn’t I surprised? Oliver met world leaders all the time. A has-been rock star was nothing compared to that.
“It was long time ago. I was young and easily influenced.” He was still grinning at me, obviously enjoying this!
“That’s why you still have his old concert T-shirts?” Georgie was not helping.