𝐔𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 [18+]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐕

AARON

I spent all night in my office going through endless papers and emails, just like every night so I'm not tired. I woke up around 6am and worked out before taking a shower and going to work. Madison wasn't awake yet but I figured she was tired from the plane, even though she slept all through it.

I caught glimpse of her every once in a while sleeping sound asleep, her pink full lips parted slightly as she breathed in and out. I'll say that her question at the take off calmed my nerves a bit. I'm not a huge fan of planes, ever since I watched a movie with my dad that had a fatal plane crash. And I remember my Mum and sister watching Grey's Anatomy and how almost everybody died in that plane crash.

"Hey Ryan, you ok? Seem a bit off" I avert my eyes to the door of my office and find my best friend, Sebastian, standing in the door. He works with me, for me actually. But we're still friends.

"Yeah, yeah. Just tired." I look down at my computer and look at all the emails I haven't answered yet.

"I heard you got a chick living at your house." He says taking a seat at one of the chairs facing my desk. Seb is the same age as me, divorced, no kids and with a case of blue ball most of the time. He has light brown hair and brown eyes, medium height as well as weight. Just your average guy.

"How do you even know?" This guy just seems to get every piece of information from my life even before one person knows it.

He keeps shut, urging me to answer so I do. "Yeah, she's the one I told you will work here staring Monday. My dad thought it was a great idea that she lives with me before getting the money to buy an apartment of her own." I grumble remembering that I have a 22 year old living at my house right now.

"Is she hot?" Seb asks quirking an eyebrow.

"A wet dream." I mumble rubbing my eyes with the back of my hand as I remember her curvaceous yet slim body and those freaking dimples every time she smiled.

"Then why the fuck are you complaining man?" Seb throws his hands up in the air.

"She's too young, Seb."

"Is she underage?"

"Why the fuck would I have an underage girl living at my house?" I say with furrowed brows. This guy is just fucking crazy.

"Then you have a hot, young, but legal, chick living at you house. I really don't know what's your problem Ryan, I would've fuck her the second I got her in my house."

"I'm not gonna fuck her, Seb. She'll be working for me and I don't want to turn things complicated." I say shaking my head.

"That doesn't stop you from ogling." He says tilting his head to the side like he's got a point.

Which he doesn't. I'm not ogling her, and I'm not fucking her.

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I arrive home earlier than my common hour, I just couldn't concentrate with everything in my head today. I drop the keys in the accent table at the entrance and hang my coat in the rack next to it. I'm freaking sweating. It's almost July and the temperatures are getting unbearable. I contemplate going for a quick refreshing swim and walk towards the pool area outside.

I drop my white shirt to the floor and start taking my belt off when I see movement at my peripheral. I turn my gaze to the right and my back stiffens as I watch Madison lying on her front on the white lounge chair, wearing a very...small bikini.

Her face is turned the other way from me so I take a good look at her while she doesn't notice I'm here. Her strands tying at her neck and back are untied, lying at the edge of the chair, and I can see the side of her breast against the chair.

"Oh, I didn't hear you coming. I wasn't sure if it was ok if I used the pool, sorry." I find her nervous eyes going down from my face to my chest and I remember I had taken my shirt off.

"Don't worry, it's ok. I was just going to get in, forgot you were here I guess." I say gesturing to myself and how it seemed I was about to get naked and get in the pool. "Maybe tomorrow." I mutter as uncomfortable as her. I start to turn around but stop while Madison stands up and ties the strand of her bathing suit. "We'll have a special dinner today, just so you know. Be down at 8." I say before turning around and leaving.

Fuck. I really wanted to take a swim.

I walk up to my room and when I close the door I see the hard-on creating a tent in my pants. Shit. I look like a fucking teenager getting hard over looking at some girl for less than thirty seconds. I turn to the bathroom and start undressing before I turn the water cold, very cold.