Aiden Nell's excited cheer greets me as I step into my office on Monday. The balloons burst with a loud pop, sailing into the air, and my eyes twitch in reaction to the sudden sound. "Welcome back, VP Mendes!" I grin at his warm welcome and cross the remaining distance to my desk, where he is standing. I hang my suit jacket and settle behind my desk. "Thanks for the lovely welcome, Secretary Nell." "It's my pleasure," he says, delivering a gallant bow. "How have you been managing while I was away?" I ask. "You're the source of our extra workload," he replies, his eyes flashing as he processes his words. "Oops! That came out wrong." My shoulders shake with mirth. "That doesn't make it any less true." Nell makes a contrite expression. "Since the day you stood up to him, the President's demands for our services have decreased exponentially." I nod, relieved that Nell hasn't been overwhelmed with unnecessary tasks during my absence. I wouldn't put it past Lachlan to retaliate aga
Hermione Mauritius was an unforgettable experience that left an indelible mark on my memory. We stayed at the Constance Le Prince Maurice, a tropical paradise on the east coast, featuring overwater villas and suites, stunning pools, and exceptional spas. The adventure was exhilarating, from exploring the crystal-clear waters, snorkeling, and scuba diving to hiking and enjoying a romantic catamaran trip with champagne, taking in the breathtaking views that Mauritius has in abundance. Reflecting on it, I feel like my mind was blown. As we drive to our residence, I scroll through the pictures on my phone, reminiscing about our time there. It's amusing how quickly time passed. Our two-week honeymoon flew by just as I was starting to fully immerse myself in the experience. Not that I didn't have fun from the beginning, but my body felt like it was just beginning to unwind and enjoy the adventure. Every day with Aiden was a thrill, filled with intimacy, adrenaline rushes, and exciteme
Hermione I wake up the following morning with a languid stretch. Last night has been wonderful, and my body still resonates from the thrill of it. I feel sore, having lost count of how many times I climaxed. Aiden drove me over the edge of passion, and heat rises to my face in both embarrassment and desire as I recall the numerous ways he marked my body. The moment we entered our private suite, he lunged at me, kissing me with a mix of urgency, passion, and frustration. When our bodies finally merged, it was an exquisite release. I was on cloud nine, my senses heightened. My belly quivers, a ripple shooting straight to my core as I remember the intensity of that moment. My screams of ecstasy echoed through the room, and I mentally appreciate the soundproofed walls; otherwise, we would have attracted an audience. I place one hand on my belly and roll onto my back, torn between embarrassment and desire as I reflect on last night's memories. I haven't opened my eyes yet, unsure how
Aiden Hermione's breathing remains ragged as we stand still, our foreheads touching, our breaths mingling, after she reaches a climax on my hand. I had anticipated she would be vocal, and a thrill runs through me at confirming my suspicion. The taste of her lingers on my tongue, and her scent fills my senses. I've relieved her of her pent-up tension, but I have my own issues to contend with. It may take some time before we can join our parents, as one glance at me would reveal what we've been up to. I'm not keen on broadcasting our activities, aware that Hermione would be mortified. As someone who's been known for his numerous conquests, public scrutiny of my sex life doesn't faze me. "How do you feel?" I murmur. She pants, her chest rising and falling slowly. "I feel better." I smile, my lips curling upward. "That's only the beginning. You have a lot more to experience tomorrow." "Sure... I can barely wait," she retorts sarcastically, pushing me away. "Why do I feel like I've
Hermione I wake up to Aiden's erection pressed against my back. Our legs are tangled, with one powerful arm wrapped across my chest, keeping me plastered to the heat of his chiseled chest. My senses are heightened in this position, and my stomach clenches. An electric sensation courses through my body as Aiden shifts, pulling me flush against his hard body and erection. My mouth runs dry, and I'm unable to think for a moment. He kisses the cusp of my neck, enhancing the flight of goosebumps on my skin with the touch of his lips. His deep, husky timbre reverberates through my body as he kisses me good morning. Glad that he's awake, I try to shift out of his hold, but he doesn't let go. "You should get used to it," Aiden says with a mischievous lilt to his tone, aware of my discomfort with his erection. "You'll be dealing with this every morning you wake up in my arms." My stomach quivers with a mix of excitement and anxiety at Aiden's implication. I inhale feverishly. "I have to g
Aiden "Spend the night with me," I murmur against Hermione's mouth, intoxicated by her taste. Her neck is exposed in this position, and my mouth captures hers as I grasp it, feeling her throat bob against my palm. She murmurs incoherently.As our lips continue to meld, I interpret her lack of resistance as consent and sweep her into my arms. Our mouths remain locked as I navigate toward the bedroom, my senses heightened by the intensity of the moment. I lower us onto the bed, savoring the taste of her moans and sighs as we kiss. Her lips are addictive, clouding my thoughts with pleasure. The weight of our bodies causes the bed to dip, our movements synchronized as our mouths continue to explore each other. This sensual harmony elicits a frustrated groan from me when I'm forced to break away.Hermione appears flushed and momentarily disoriented, her eyes blinking in confusion as she sits up and gazes at me. Her dark hair is tousled across her shoulders, and her lips are swollen from