SILAS
“No,Silas. We’re already late as it is,” Emberlynne moans, her inner walls clinching my fingers.
“Are you sure you want me to stop, baby?” I ask, slowly circling her clit with my thumb as her head falls back against the shower wall.
“So, close. Feels so good. Please, don’t stop,” she begs, grinding against my fingers. I could stare at her like this forever. Her nails dig into my skin as she comes, body trembling, clinging to me tightly. As much as I want to let her savor the moment, I need to be inside her. Gripping her thighs, I lift her, wrapping her legs around my waist, and thrust into her. Her lips crash onto mine as I move inside her. I will never get enough of Emberlynne. She is everything I didn’t know I needed.
“Fuck, baby. You feel so good.”
“Silas, fuck, don’t stop. Yes, just like that.”
“That’s it, baby. Come for me again,” I command as I feel her tighten around my cock. I don’t care about us being late, besides, she’s going into the office alone today. As the Founder and CEO of Barrister Holdings, I make the rules. Emberlynne, my COO, insists we maintain professionalism for the sake of ouremployees. She says we need to set an example by being on time since it’s what we expect of them. It’s one of the many reasons I love her so much. She brings out a side of me that very few people have seen. Although I value our employees, I don’t give a shit about them right now. I am exactly where I want to be, and if it were up to me, we would be taking the day off.
“If you don’t come for me, we’re not going anywhere until you do,” I say, not ready to let her go.
“Why are you doing this to me, Silas,” she murmurs against my mouth, playfully nipping at my lips.
“Because I’m the boss and I do as I please.”
“Promise you’ll let me go, if I give you one more?”
My body stills, her words, though playful, strike a chord within me. As Ember looks at me with confusion, I know I must respond to keep the moment from being ruined.
“I don’t make promises I can’t keep and I will never let you go,” I whisper, punching my hips forward.
“But, we’re going to be …” Her sentence trails off as the orgasm hits, causing her to bite my lip with such force that I taste blood. The intensity of her release sends me over the edge, our mouths crashing together as we both moan in ecstasy. I can’t remember a time where sex with my wife isn’t explosive, but as I think of the love I have for her, guilt gnaws at me for keeping my other life a secret. Gently setting Ember down on the shower floor, I reach for the shampoo and begin to wash her hair, planting kisses on her as I massage her scalp. She closes her eyes and hums in contentment, her hands tracing over my body.
Soon, both of us are showered and getting dressed in our respective closets. Ember is preparing to go to the office to handle a new acquisition, while I am getting ready for a weekend "business trip." Guilt weighs heavily on my heart for deceiving her for so long. For five years, I have been lying to her constantly, going against the promise I made to always be honestwith her. Emberlynne is unaware that I’m the president of the Royal Bastards Atlanta Chapter, my road name is Maverick, and our relationship started with a lie.
If I’m being honest, I’m tired of keeping the truth from her. She would fit seamlessly into the MC lifestyle, with her fiery spirit and the fact that she grew up within an MC. I’m not sure which is worse. Her hate for motorcycle clubs or keeping my double life a secret. I live and breathe for my Royal Bastards. It runs through my veins like life-giving blood, forging unbreakable connections and alliances that are the bedrock of our organization. We’re a force to be reckoned with and no one has the balls to challenge us. Many have tried but they all fail.
“Baby, can you zip me up?” Ember asks, breaking me from my thoughts.
“I’d prefer to help you out of that dress, my love,” I say, gently pushing her thick hair aside as I zip it up. Glancing at her reflection in the full-length mirror, I can’t help but think about how we arrived at this moment. Despite being nine years younger, Emberlynne is my perfect match in so many ways. When her father, Elijah, brought her to Atlanta to attend college, it was only when she began interning for me that I started to see her as more than just the teenager I was watching over. Looking back, a heavy sense of guilt overwhelms me. The past three years have been a complex dance of managing my double life, close calls with Ember almost discovering my involvement with RBMC, and constantly deceiving the woman I love.
Each time I gaze into her eyes and lie about another business trip or golfing trip with my "buddies," the emotional strain manifests as a physical ache. She deserves better, but I believe it's necessary for her safety. To stay close without arousing her suspicion, I thought of the perfect solution. Stationing my men outside her apartment at night and ensuring she got to schoolsafely wasn't enough, so I created an internship program at my company that I knew would captivate her interest.
Career Day Four Years Ago – Scheller College of Business
“Hello, I'm Emberlynne Kennedy, a sophomore studying Business Administration. It's nice to meet you,” she greeted, extending her hand for a shake. This was the first time I had really looked into her eyes, and there was something about her that made me grin like a schoolboy with a crush.
“Hi, Emberlynne, I’m Silas Bouvier, CEO of Barrister Holdings,” I responded, holding onto her hand a bit longer than necessary.. “How has your college experience been so far?”
“It’s been wonderful!” She replied, smiling. I was curious as to how she was a sophomore considering she just enrolled this past fall. “I particularly enjoy my marketing and management classes,” she continued.
“What are your plans when you graduate in three years?” I asked, wanting to know more about her ambitions. Unlike her fellow students, Emberlynne stood out from her peers; dressed in a business suit with her hair pulled back and bright, determined eyes behind her glasses.
“Actually, I’ll be graduating in two years,” she corrected. “I started taking college courses during my junior year of high school and transferred them to Scheller.”
“That’s incredibly impressive, Miss Kennedy. Your father must be proud,” I remarked, noticing her tight smile and curt nod.
“Yes, he’s said as much. To answer your question, my ultimate goal is to run my own marketing company, but I want to gain some experience first,” she shared. There was absolutely nothing sexual about our conversation, yet I felt my blood suddenly rush through my veins, heading straight for my dick. I needed to cut this short and refocus on my purpose.
“Do you have a resume with you? I have a few paid internships available at my company this summer,” I offered.
“Thank you, Mr. Bouvier. A paid internship would be amazing!” Emberlynne exclaimed, opening a folder and handing me her resume.
“You're welcome, Miss Kennedy. It's been a pleasure talking with you. I wish you the best of luck in your studies and future career. If you ever need any advice or have more questions, feel free to reach out.” I concluded, handing her my business card. Thanking me once more, she moved onto the next recruiter and I couldn’t help but stare after her.
