Completely Taken

When sparks fly

Hey this is a new area of writing for me, it has some scenes of a sexual nature.

I hope you all enjoy and please vote and comment to let me know what you think :)

Carrie.

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"Honey are you sure you want to do this? there is no need-" my mother started in her weak Yorkshire accent, but my expression stopped her before she could continue and ruin my day.

"This is for me mum, so please just let me have something for myself" I said as she put the last grip in my hair pinning my french pleat into place, I took a look at myself in the mirror not recognizing who was looking back at me.

My blonde this hair that usually fell to my waist was pinned up out of the way, with only one small piece framing my face. I wore a slim fitting, black, short sleeved dress cut to just above the knee. Its squared neckline showing just enough cleavage to look sexy without giving the wrong impression, teamed with plum louboutins and a matching plum fitted jacket. The outfit brought out my blue eyes, and went great with my tan.

"I don't feel comfortable dressed like this," I complained pulling my jacked down, trying to hide my body.

"You look amazing! That dress is stunning.. as is that fine ass " Robbie gasped as he entered my bedroom, he was my best friend and roommate. He was gorgeous, people often got the wrong impression because he was straight.

"Robbie sometimes I'm sure you're gay, and then you remind me just how straight you are!" I smiled at him through the mirror and he winked in return, taking a seat on my bed.

"I just pretend you are, so your crude remarks about the likes of my daughters shapely figure don't sound so cringe worthy" my mum replied in mock disgust. I chuckled.

"Ahh Mrs T you don't need to be jealous, she gets that ass from you!" Robbie teased.

"Okay that's enough. Stop flirting with my mother and help me with my nerves..I'm so scared!" I said walked out of my room and into the living room, they both followed and stood either side of me, Robbie put a hand on my shoulder for reassurance.

"Baby girl, you'll be fine. You're the best for the job and you know it. Cameron Taylor is lucky to have such an amazing girl working for him." I sighed laying my head on his chest.

Today was my first day at Taylor&Taylor where I'd be starting as a PA for Richard Parsons, a lovely man who worked as the head editor for T&T magazine, a magazine which was mostly for businesses that were looking for new products, foods and drink to invest in. It was the many things that came out of Taylor&Taylor, they owned hotels, cars, many businesses, you name it.

My mother disapproved of this job as my family were very wealthy and to be honest I didn't need the money, I worked as a model until the age of twenty before the lifestyle took me over the edge and I ended up in rehab in the states, where I met Robbie. A gorgeous Latino, his muscly tanned arms, tall build and dark eyes swept me off my feet. We spent six incredible weeks together and couldn't keep our hands off each other, it never went any further after we both left rehab. We decided it was no good two recovering addicts starting a relationship, so we became best friends and helped each other through the rough times, two years on and here we are.

"Right, off you go, George is at the lobby waiting with the car to drive you to T&T" my mum said kissing my forehead and pushing me towards the door.

"Break a leg, hot stuff" Robbie grinned.

I waved before getting into the lift, before I knew it I was getting out of the car and saying goodbye to George.