Business with Pleasure

Chapter Four

Beautiful. Gorgeous. Perfect.

    Those are all the words I thought of when I first laid eyes on her, June Belle. Then I found out that she loved music as much as I did and was looking for a producer.

Amazing. Magnificent. Hypnotizing.

    Those are all the words I can think of at this exact moment as I listen to June's singing voice for the first time. I asked her to sing the first song that popped into her head instead of singing one of her own, just to get an idea of what kind of production would go well with her voice.

    She sings the last line of "The Next Best American Record" by Lana Del Rey, removes the headphones I gave her and exits the recording room.

    "That was..." I trail off, removing my own headphones. "Fucking hypnotizing." I stand up.

    "Really?" She asks now looking up at me with a special gleam in her beautiful hazel eyes.

    "Really." I look down to her lips then back up to her eyes and back down to her lips. My breathing quickens and my own lips tingle with the urge to connect our lips together.

    No, Hayden. She's your client, she should be the last person you would want to kiss.

    Right.

    But she's so fucking gorgeous and her lips look so kissable.

    Kissable? Really, Hayden?

    God damnit.

    I shut my eyes, take a step back and open my eyes again but I refuse to meet June's gaze.

    "Now that that's out of the way, how 'bout we start working on that song you showed me?" I suggest.

    "Okay," She says, "I'm excited but a little nervous at the same time, though."

    "You're not the only one, princess."

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"Kiss me again, Hayden." She breathes against my lips as I hover over her on the couch in my studio room.

    "Anything for you, princess." I kiss her again and immediately slip my tongue past her lips to toy with her own tongue.

She moans in response and runs her hands up my back, my shirt going with her. She digs her nails into my back signaling that she wants the piece of clothing off.

I grin against her lips and then trail my lips down her neck, kissing and sucking on her smooth skin. I know I found her sweet spot when she lets out a gasp mixed with a moan.

"You're gonna have to tell me what you want, princess." I trail kisses back up her neck and kiss her once again. "'Cause if you don't then you won't get what you want."

"Please, Hayden. I wanna feel you." I let out a groan when I feel her nails raking down my back. "Please."

I quickly rip off my t-shirt and wrap my arms around her to have her on top of me, straddling me.

She then takes off her own shirt before she leans in and starts kissing my neck. Her hands run down my chest, abs, all the way to my belt.

I grab her wrist before she starts to undo my buckle and look deep into her eyes.

"Princess, are you sure you wanna do this?" I ask her without breaking eye contact with her hazel colored orbs.

"Hayden, I am positive that I want you." She states with positivity in her eyes and I let go of her wrists. "I want you right here, right now." She pauses before tilting her head to the side. "Don't you?"

"Oh, fuck yeah I do." I say with a groan and then slam my lips onto hers as she unbuckles my belt.

I jolt up in my bed sweating and my heart pounding against my ribs.

Fuck.

Did I really just have a dream about her?

I run a hand through my tousled hair and drag it down my face.

I've barely known her for a couple days and I'm already having the urge to kiss her and I'm having the wildest dreams about her. What the fuck is this woman doing to me and how do I make it stop?

Well... do I even want to make it stop?

I haven't been with a woman, let alone dated one, in a long time. But when I laid eyes on June for the first time, I knew that I wanted to try dating again, especially if it was with her.

I'm so glad I purposely bumped into her that day.