Reuniting with the CEO

Aghast

A/N

WE.ARE. BACK!

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**Aria's POV**

After the Xavier fiasco last night I passed out in Mason's arms, my head was pounding so the moment my head hit the pillow, it was sweet dreams for me. Sadly, I woke the following morning to a note from him stating that he had to leave early for Vegas and will be gone for at least a week ending with a loving goodbye at the bottom. The upside is that I will have plenty of time to work on my book and to figure out how to handle the next few months with both the wedding as well as Xavier. I can't seem to get any of my thoughts into words -- every time I try to write I can only see piercing blue eyes, Xavier's.

I sit down at my desk with a cup of warm tea and play a little classical piano to help me focus. The chamomile and piano don't help me write but instead I fell asleep with my head on the cool glass of my desk.

The candles are dimly lit, leaving a seductive glow throughout the apartment. The only sound that can be heard is the heavy rain hitting the windows. I sit on the couch in navy blue, silk shorts, and a matching tank top with a glass of wine resting on my fingertips. My laptop sits on my thighs as I attempt to write a sex scene for my book.

I have no source of inspiration for the hot, steamy, passionate sex that I want to write. I place my laptop and wine on the coffee table then ease my body down onto the cushions. Closing my eyes, my fingers slowly begin feeling my skin. They caress my stomach, thighs, breasts, and neck in a heat of lust and aching for the touch of a man.

My left-hand grasps my left breast, squeezing and caressing while my right-hand makes its way past my stomach. Before I can reach the place I ache to be touched, a knock on the door cuts into the silence. I quickly sit up then fix my clothes before making my way to the door. As I open the door, my breath catches in my throat as I see who is standing on my doorstep.

Xavier stands before me in black dress pants, a white dress shirt with the top two buttons undone, black dress shoes, and a Rolex on his wrist. The sigh alone makes me tingle with excitement and sends chills down my spine as I think about what those hands could do to me. Before I can say a word, he's making his way in and closing the door behind him.

"What-What are you doing here?" The words come out breathlessly.

"I'm here for you, Aria." He pins me to the closest wall, his hand against my throat and his body close to mine.

"For me?"

"I have to have you Aria. I need to be so deep inside you. I need to feel you clench around me. Claw at my back as I bring you to the edge. I want to hear you scream and beg for me to fuck until you can't take it anymore." His lips are brushing against my ear as he seductively whispers.

"Then have me." I moan out. I need him. I ache for him and his body.

With a lustful growl, he lifts me by my thighs then presses me harder against the wall. Our lips meet together passionately, tongues intertwining like snakes in a fight. His hand makes its way between my legs, delicately brushing against my heated skin leaving goosebumps across the surface. His fingers inch closer and closer to the source of my lust, the sensation is sending my mind into a frenzy.