Page 47 of Champagne Nights

“He was until he had a heart attack a few years ago and decided to retire. He said the job's stress and demands weren’t worth it anymore.”

“You must get your technology smarts from him.” She smiled.

“I guess so.” I smiled back.

“How did you get to owning your own company at such a young age?”

“I’d always been a tech geek, so to speak. I always looked at technology and thought if I could make whatever it was I was interested in better, I would. I started web designing when Iwas fifteen, coding when I was sixteen, and creating and selling two video games to Nintendo and an app worth a lot of money to Apple by the time I was twenty. After scoring his first few million, I did what any twenty-year-old would do and traveled for a while. When I was twenty-one, I started Klein Technology. I rented a space, hired some staff, and here I am nine years later.”

“You should be very proud of yourself.”

“Thanks, Aubrey.” I glanced over at her. “Did you have a good time today?”

“I did. Your family is wonderful. I think it’s great that your sister is an editorial assistant over at Elle magazine. Since she works in the city, do you see her a lot?”

“Not really. Occasionally, I’ll run into her at a restaurant. Sometimes, if she’s over by my office, she’ll drop in and say hi.”

Finally, we arrived back at my townhouse. After parking the car, I climbed out and opened the door for Aubrey, took her hand, and helped her out. Stepping into the house, I placed my hand on the small of Aubrey’s back.

“Would you like a glass of wine?” I asked.

“Maybe just a half of glass.”

I told her to stay put while I went into the living room and walked over to the bar, where I grabbed a bottle of wine and two wine glasses and brought them to the kitchen. I had sex on my mind all day long, and thoughts of her underneath me aroused me on more than one occasion. I found myself needing and wanting her more than I should have. After pouring a half glass, I walked up behind her, took her hand, and placed the wine in it.

“Here you go,” I whispered in her ear as I moved her hair to one side.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” My lips lightly pressed into her neck.

She slightly tilted her head to the side to allow me full access. That was her way of telling me not to stop. I took the glass outof her hand and set it down on the counter. My cock was getting harder by the second as my fingers took hold of her straps and pushed them off her shoulders, letting her dress fall to the floor. Unhooking her bra, I tossed it to the side and wrapped my arm around her breasts, feeling her hardened nipples pressed against my skin while my tongue traced circles around her soft neck. She gasped as I placed my other hand firmly against her stomach, and my fingers traveled down the front of her panties, not stopping until they reached her wet opening and dipped inside her. I felt her body tremble as I firmly held her against me, pressing my hard and throbbing cock against her. Several moans escaped her lips while my fingers explored her, and my tongue devoured every inch of her neck.

“Do you want to come?” I whispered in her ear.

“Yes. God, yes.”

I tightened my grip around her as my fingers moved in circles, hitting the right spot that sent her body into an explosion. Her cries of ecstasy heightened as her body stiffened in my arms, and she orgasmed. I smiled as I turned her around and explored her breasts with my mouth, making my way down her torso before getting on my knees and tasting the sweetness that emerged from her.

“I need you right now,” I softly spoke. “I need to be inside you.” I lifted her up and placed her on the granite countertop.

Wrapping her legs around my waist, I thrust inside her, hard and deep, until my cock was enshrouded by her warmth. Placing my hands on each side of her face, I tilted her head slightly up so our eyes met. I wished she could see how unraveled I became when I was fucking her. To see the pleasure she gave me each time I thrust in and out of her. The pressure was building, and I was getting ready to explode. She placed her hands on the counter and leaned back as I grabbed her hips and held her steady, pounding into her at a rapid pace. Both of us moaned inexcitement as our bodies synced together, and we came at the same time. I halted and strained to pour every last drop inside her.

I picked her up, her legs still tight around my waist. She wrapped her arms around my neck and laid her head on my shoulder in exhaustion while I carried her to the elevator and took her up to her room. Laying her down on the bed, I pulled out of her and stroked her hair as I rolled on my side.

“I have a confession to make,” she spoke as she turned her head towards me.

“What’s that?”

“You are the only man that I’ve slept with who has given me orgasms during sex.”

Hearing her say that made me smile, but also, an unbearable rage of jealousy crept inside me, knowing that she’d slept with other men. I knew I had no right to feel that way, but I did, and it bothered me.

“That’s a good thing, right?”

“Of course it is.” She laughed as she brought her hand to my cheek. “You’re an amazing man.”

“Not that amazing, Aubrey.”

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