Chapter 7-Dark Desires-Lively Livin' with Livy

'Derek Hale has split up from Emilia Carson after over a year-long engagement.'

'Emilia Carson has moved on to bigger things, Christian Ruxin in the picture now?'

'Derek Hale taking a break from football?'

I stared at OK Magazine, my fists clenched. Were they serious?

I opened to page 7, where apparently the "Scoop of the Year" was.

New York has to offer. Will they be the next power couple? Model and Editor of Rein Industries best work Emilia Carson has had an on and off relationship with Pro -athlete and football player Derek Hale for over a year now. When they meet at Rein Industries New Years Eve party in 2013, sparks flew and Derek was under Emilia's spell immediately. After numerous dates at New York's hot-spots Derek told us that they were in a relationship, it was obvious that Emilia had the now reformed player under her spell.

Trouble hit in June 2013, when after a intimate photo-shoot with Emilia's ex, Chase Dillon, they were seen entering a private nightclub "Lush" at the grand opening....without Derek! We managed to take a breath of relief when they were seen leaving separately not even two hours later, but the next day were spotted on the rooftop of "Cara 'del Ela'' in a private lunch session.

When questioned at the premiere of his latest film, "Inside the Mind of A Married Man" Chase Dillon claimed that he had hoped to re-kindle his relationship with Emilia which ended in 2009 when she was eighteen and he was twenty-four, as fresh out of high school she claimed that, "We are in different places in our lives, I have to focus on my career and getting through collage, I have no time for a serious relationship." Dillon and Carson were spotted in an intimate embrace not even a week after that.

After the world-wind of a romance, Emilia and Derek re-kindled their relationship for over five months. She was a loyal girlfriend as she was seen flying out multiple times to Seattle to support her beau.

After an official break-up just over two weeks ago Emilia was spotted with bachelor and billionaire Christian Ruxin who recently purchased Rein Industries. He made the move from his previous location in Seattle to a permanent residency in New York. We wondered why such a prominent business figure like Christian Ruxin would make such a drastic move when the majority of his companies were based in Seattle until he was spotted with Emilia at a private Broadway showcase of Emilias art house. He was seen unable to keep his hands of her and the night was full of stolen kisses and unleashed passion between the two.

Playboy Christian Ruxin is one of the richest men alive at the age of 30, straight out of high school he was taken under Donald Trump wing and voted the sexiest man alive in 2013. Although he is famous for his 'love em' and leave em' lifestyle', changing girlfriends every month and never showing any PDA, he was smitten with Emilia Carson and didn't hesitate to show her off as she showed him the sights and what New York is truly made of.

Once I had read the article at least twice, I put down the magazine and let out a silence scream of absolute frustration. I had absolutely no privacy. When Christian and I went out and I hadn't spotted anyone except for the googly-eyed girls who looked like they wanted to drop at Christian's feet and praise him...or suck him off, I thought we were safe.

From the intimate pictures of us kissing and his arms around me on page eight, that was clearly not the case.

After letting out another huff of annoyance, my phone rang.

"Hello?" I questioned into the receiver.

"Christian Ruxin, huh?" I knew that voice.

"Olivia, I haven't heard from you in forever! Lindon keeping you busy?" I asked, wondering what my trophy-wife of a best friend was up to.

"Nope, haven't seen him in months." She drawled, I could imagine he twirling her hair around.

"Ahhh," Uh, oh. "What can I do for you babe?''

"Well I'm bored out of my mind, and.." She paused. "Why didn't you tell me you were banging Christian Ruxin!?"

I chuckled. "We're not banging as you so crudely put it." Unfortunately. "We've just been getting to know each other, you know getting acquainted, and I've been showing him the sights.''

Livy snorted. "Sure you haven't been getting acquainted with his dick?"

"Crude as ever Livy. We are not banging, sadly.''

I could hear sigh in frustration. "Do you want to do lunch? I feel like remising on the good old days." She sniffed dramatically.

I looked at the clock on the wall above the PC in my office. It was 12:45.

"I can do lunch, what time?"

"1:30?" She questioned.

"That's good. What are you in the mood for?"

"I feel like either Italian or Mediterranean, so what about Gryos 'Zorbra? It's a new Mediterranean place on Madison?"

"Sounds good, see you there babe?" I said, already ready to go and see Christian.

"Love you." She hung up.

I was more than ready for my lunch hour, but first I had to go and see Christian. I wasn't sure if he had seen OK! Magazine hadn't established a relationship and technically what they were saying was true, so I closed up my office and went to go and see him. After getting through the glares of Diana and the other women in the office who looked like they would love to see me buried six feet under as I made my way up the elevator to Christians office. I would be lying if I said that his office arrangement didn't make me happy because it did, no-one would be able to get into Christians office without him giving them the password, which basically meant I didn't have to constantly be worrying about which woman would be trying to seduce him on a daily basis

I opened the door to his main office and my breath caught. He was leaning back in his chair with his feet propped up on the expensive mahogany of his desk, his phone pressed to his ear.

When he spotted me he sat up, one hand holding the phone while his other beckoned me forward and he tapped his lap.

This was going to be fun.

I walked over to him, and as soon as I was in touching distance he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me onto his lap so that I was facing him, kissing me chastely on the lips.

"Listen man, get those scripts to me. ASAP." He hangs up without so much as a goodbye.

"I missed you." He says as he leans down to peck my collarbone.

With that simple touch the fire between us inflates and before I know it I'm crashing his lip to mine, moving in a rushed kiss to taste as much of him as I possibly can. His arms wrap around my waist, pulling me to him so that I feel the insistent pressure of his arousal against my abdomen.

With the self-control I wasn't aware I even possessed I managed to pull my lips away from his. With a last kiss we pulled away from each other, both breathing heavily.

"Hey." I sighed, snuggling against him, my head tucked under his chin. His chair was so big; it managed to fit his muscular build as well as my smaller one on top of his without so much as a squeak of complaint.

I should really get one of these...

"I read an article online today..." Christian said casually, his fingers trailing down my arm, leaving goose bumps in their wake.

"Mhmm." I said, nuzzling his collarbone and not really paying attention.

"What was the extent of your relationship with Derek Hale?" He said, his previously playful voice somber.

"Well..." I couldn't tell him about the sexual side but, "we were together for a while, we took a break and then we got back together but now we are over. For good." That was the truth, edited but not lies.

"What about Chase Dillon?" He said, his grip around me tightening as if he let me go I would disappear.

"We dated when was eighteen, freshly turned eighteen. He was at a different point in his life than I was, we saw each other a couple of times and keep in touch after we broke up, but I'm not interested in starting back up with him." I said, beginning to feel uncomfortable about where this was all heading.

"What do you mean saw him after your breakup?" He said, pulling my chin up so I could look up into his blue-grey eyes, which were currently giving nothing away.

"I mean ,Christian, after we broke up saw him. We slept together again a few months after that, and that's that." I glared at him. He flinched underneath me and his eyes tuned to ice.

"Did you cheat on Derek?" He said, not looking away from me.

When he went into the line of questioning he was in, I was confused as to why he would be asking me these questions, and it seemed I found my answers.

"Christian, I'm not a cheater." I said morosely, my mood damping considerably.

We were quiet after that. His gaze was unnerving; it was like he could see right through me. It made me feel naked, like I wasn't in control at that moment. I hated that feeling.

Finally, he spoke breaking the awkward silence, "I'm sorry baby," He murmured, leaning down into kiss me and just like that my anger and annoyance disappeared.

"What brought this on?" I asked quietly.

"After I saw the article about Derek and Chase, I googled you," He chuckled, arms tightening, "It seems that you have a...past."

If only he know the extent of it....

"You have to remember that I've been in the spotlight since I was eighteen, all my relationships have been caught on camera, I'm sorry if it makes you uncomfortable." I kissed his jaw.

"I know you have a past, everyone does, I would just not like to see pictures of you and other men shoved in my face." He said, his voice gruff.

"Oh?" I sad, wanting to brighten the mood. ''And what would I see if I googled you?"

"Well, there are pictures of me with different women," He admitted, "But no kissing and shows of intimacy or PDA."

He grinned down at me," I'm a very private person."

"I like that very much. I've never thought about it much, but I guess I didn't really care about being private in my affairs, I have an image and that's that I'm a playgirl. PDA was expected of me, I guess."

It was true; I wasn't bothered to much by the fact that I had no privacy. When I got pregnant I was seventeen, I was just starting my modeling career and I put it on hold until I gave birth and when I had to resume to modeling due the contract that I signed.

To avoid a blowup Bryan had Mason under his care and the only place that proved Mason was my son was on his birth certificate. It also avoided a lot of legal of troubles, because I was a minor at the time.

"I know, and then there's your modeling..." He frowned.

"Don't worry; I keep it PG when I'm in a relationship."

''Is that what we are? In a relationship?" He asked the question that was bugging me since the first time we kissed.

"If you want to be." I really did...

"I want to. I want to be exclusive." He said, looking at me. I reached up at brought his head down to meet mine. He kissed me deeply, his mouth warm, dominating mine. His hand cupped my ass, he moaned low in his throat and the sound went right to my lower regions, making me burn for him.

He pulled away and I moved my lips down to his throat, sucking his warm skin. His erection was prominent against me.

His hands were drawing lazy circles on my hip bones, right over my tattoo.

"So," His voice was husky, "Why did you come up here? I doubt I was to answer to my irrational jealousy."

"I think you're sexy when you're jealous, but you are right, I came to tell you I'm going to met up with a friend for lunch, so I couldn't come and see you then." And I'm already five minutes late...

He pouted sexily, "You're ditching me?"

I chuckled, "Remember the blonde from the charity event? She's my best friend, Olivia."

He nodded. "I remember.''

Who is Bryan Luke to you?" He asked suddenly, it took everything to force my body no to stiffen in his arms.

"My dads best friend, why?" I asked as lightly as I could, but it sounded strained even to my ears.

"I was just wondering, he seemed to have his eye on you, looking out for you I guess?" He said, studying my reaction.

If Christian even at that time had noticed Bryan's extra attention, I had to talk to him about it. To Christian, Bryan, Derek and my previous lifestyle was going to stay in the dark.

"It's actually good that you're going out for lunch, I have a business meeting until five." Christian grumbled.

"That sounds boring, but I'm late babe." I said, getting off his lap.

As soon as I moved off him, I noticed the large bulge in his pants. Seeing him so aroused caused me to have a similar reaction, as I could feel my panties getting wet as I craved the friction of him hard and against me.

Before Christian could say anything else I was back on his lap, kissing him with a fervor that really was not a good idea bring as we were at work, but he was the boss and did definitely not seem to have a problem with it.

We were both feverish, Christians hands were tearing at my top while mine were working at his at his shirt, not caring if I was ripping the buttons open.

Once I had gotten his shirt off, I kissed my way down his chest, the golden tanned skin moving over hard muscles turning me on even more.

When both our top half's were naked, Christian stared at my tattoo.

"What is it?" He questioned.

"A date." I said quietly, "Two dates actually. Very important actually."

"Oh?'' When it was obvious I wasn't going to give him anymore information he said, "Will you tell me one day?"

I really hope I didn't have to. "Maybe."

"I want to make you come before you leave." Christian said seductively in my ear. His warm breath moved down my jaw as his lips, frantic with arousal met mine again.

"Hmm." Was all I managed to get out. My stomach clenched with his delicious words and I mewed in delight when his long, thick fingers moved up under my skirt and touched the inside of my thigh, leaving goose bumps in their wake.

"Christian, touch me." I panted against his neck. For the last seventy-two seconds, yes I was in fact counting, his fingers rubbed slow torturous circles along the inside of my thigh and over my folds lightly, but never inside me.. At this point I was so turned on I was considering just getting myself off but when I tried to move he tightened his hold on me.

"No, patience." He said soothingly. he was enjoying this, I could hear the smile in his voice. The ass.

Finally, his fingers dipped inside of me, and I almost cried out at the immediate relief that took over my body as I tightened around his fingers.

"What is the this?" Christians hand froze as his thumb stopped on my clitoris, halting my impending climax.

"Clit piercing." I mumbled, eager for him to continue his thrusting.

"Damn." He moaned, his fingers thankfully picking up his rhythm again. "You are so warm and fucking tight, I can't wait to be in here." With those seductive words, my body tensed and I bit down onto his collarbone as I came hard around his fingers, the familiar tingling of an orgasm taking over my body.

I slumped against him, breathing heavily as his fingers sadly pulled out of me and into his mouth, the moan he released after tasting me almost make me come again.

I swear I had never been finger fucked that amazingly in my life.

"You taste sweet." He commented as he dropped a kiss onto my forehead. "I want you to come over for dinner tonight."

How the hell was he so calm and relaxed, while I was a panting mess of mush on his lap, unable to even get any words out of my mouth?

"OK." I said when I was able to get my breathing under control.

**

I was really late. After the best orgasm I had received and will probably receive by way of finger-fucking, I had made my escape out of Christians office. It sacred me how much control he had over me, over my body.

My shirt was ripped, so I had to use the extra in my office but it was completely worth it. Of course the death-glares I had received when I came down from Christian's office in his shirt, those not so much.

When I entered the restaurant I immediately spotted Livy who was on her phone with a scowl on her face. The reason for it? probably that I was over an hour late.

"m sorry." I said as soon as she'd looked up and met my eyes.

"Why are you late?" She demanded as soon as I'd sat down.

"OH..." I rolled my eyes dramatically, " I just received the best orgasm, of you know, my life.''

Her interest was immediately piped, anger forgotten. "Was it a courtesy of Christian?" She squealed excitedly.

"Duh. Best finger fucking of my life."

Before she could reply, a younger waiter came over.

"Ill have the shrimp pasta salad with avocado and a crystallized squash flower, with pink lemonade." I said to the waiter after his eyes had moved away from my chest.

"Uh sure." He stuttered. "Would you like king or queen shrimp ma'am?"

I smiled at him, noticing the bulge in his pants. How adorable. "Surprise me."

He wasn't particularly attractive or anything, but he was simply adorable with his pink-cheeked face and bulging muscles, two complete contradictions that made him hold a certain kind of appeal.

When Olivia ordered though, she made sure to pull her shirt down so that he could see her bra, batting her eyelashes and moving a hand over his arm.

Of course when he realized who she was, or who she was married to, he scurried away as if his ass was on fire. I chuckled.

"It's so unfair." She pouted her full pink lips, "As soon as people see the ring, it's like they don't even see me anymore."

"Well that the point Livy, the ring is there for a reason." I said dryly.

"Well I have needs, Linc's home like once a week and you aren't there to fuck me anymore." She sighed.

"Babe, we can't do that anymore, Christian and I are exclusive." I said, not even in the least attracted to her as I usually would be.

She raised a brow, ''Could you share?"

As soon as she asked me that, a fierce wave of possessiveness came over me. It wasn't like I had never shared a man with a woman before, but the thought of having to witness Christian inside someone else was like a painful blow to the stomach.

"Absolutely not. Not Christian." I hissed, watching as her face turned into a shocked expression.

"Oh come on! We shared Lindon, what's different about Christian?" That was a good question, what was different about Christian? When I first met Lindon, he made it blatantly obvious of how attracted he was to me. Olivia had apparently told him that we had some pretty heavy girl-on-girl action before he came into the picture, and after drinking and partying we ended up in some weird threesome kind-off thing where he fucked me while Olivia got off on watching her husband come inside of her best friend.

Thinking back to it now, considering it happened just over a year ago, I felt slightly nauseous. How she was able to handle that was beyond me. Odds are that Christian and Linc probably knew each other, would I need to tell him? I wasn't going to worry about it right now.

"I don't know." I answered honestly. "Christian is just, different. What Ifeel for him is allot stronger than what I've ever felt for anyone else.''