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During the next five days, we worked like normal and when we were out of the office, we'd grab dinner and end up in bed.
We were careful to not get caught. Aaron thinks that Rossi probably knows but he won't say anything. He is also the only one besides us that knows that I'm replacing Aaron in less than a couple of weeks. That's because he was the first one on the list to take the place but refused because he can't stand the paperwork.
Today, we were at Quantico. I just returned from the hospital when I hear a knock on my door. I look at the time as I open the door.
"You're early" I say and I kiss him
"Is that a problem?" he asks
"Not at all" I answer and I let him in.
"Everything ok at the hospital?" he asks, wrapping his arms around my waist
"Yes. They took the stitches out but said I shouldn't wet it for another two days. I have to wash my hair" I pretend to cry. I haven't washed them in 5 days and I can't spray more dry shampoo.
"Want me to help?" Aaron offers
"How?" I ask
"Take your shirt off" he says as he takes his jacket and tie off himself, and lifts his sleeves to his elbows
I take a towel from the closet and I follow him to the bathroom. "Shampoo..." he tries to point at the right one out of the six on the shelf
"Shampoo, shampoo, conditioner. We can skip the hair mask for now" I explain as I take the right products out
"Two different shampoos?" he asks
"One is for oily hair and the other is color treatment. Yes, I need both" I insist
"Ok, ok. Get on your knees and lean back".
I sit on the floor and I lean my back on the bathtub. He sits on his knees too next to me and turns the water on.
He waits for the water to get into thw right temperature and then wets my hair being careful to not get my eyes. I open them just to confirm that he is grabbing the right shampoo first.
I moan as he massages my scalp. "Mmm... These fingers..." I moan
"What about them?" he asks in a lower voice
"You really know how to use them" I answer. He chuckles and kisses me.
"Is it normal for the water to turn slightly orange as it leaves your hair?" he asks
"Yes. It's the color. It's pretty but hard to maintain"
"Well, it looks great on you" he says and kisses me again.
He rinses and uses the second shampoo
"You know if you ignore the back and neck pain this position gives me, it can be very relaxing. You are good at this. Have you ever thought about being a hairdresser?" I suggest
"I can't say that I have" he answers
"Maybe you should, after your 6 months in Pakistan"
"Oh, so you can keep my position?"
"I mean..." I say and he splashes a few drops of water in my face. "Hey!" I yell and he starts laughing.
"Nevermind. You're too rude for a hairdresser" I take it back.
After conditioner and a last rinse, I wrap my hair in a towel and I head to my bedroom. Aaron follows me and sits on the bed to keep me company while I blowdry my hair.
When I'm done, we move to the couch
"Can we have that talk now?" I ask as I put my hand on his chest
"Sure" he answers and places his hand on mine. "Do you want to make this official? Because I would very much like to" he suggests
"I would like that too" I answer and he smiles. He kisses my lips and then I rest my head on his shoulder.
"But you're leaving..." I remember
"But if I wasn't leaving, we wouldn't be here now"
"Maybe. You would never ask me out if I didn't take that transfer, would you?" I ask
"Would you have said yes?"
"You're kidding? Of course I would. But when we met two years ago, you were married and I was kind of... involved still" I admit
"Involved?"
"Engaged but also in the verge of breaking up"
"I'm sorry"
"No, it's ok. We kind of saw it coming, that last year was complicated. We are still friends though".
I let out a breath and I lift my head to look at him. "Please, don't become overprotective on the job"
"I won't. Work remains work".
I kiss him and I climb on his lap. He places his hands on my thighs and rubs them. I kiss his neck and I start to undo the buttons of his shirt.
I hear the door of my apartment open and I freeze.
"Oh, oh...". Of course...
"Ev? What did we say about you coming over?" I ask without moving from Aaron's lap
"I was about to text you. I'm leaving" she says and I hear the door close again.
"I'm sorry about that" I say and I continue
"Friend?" he asks
"Sister. It's fine, she won't tell anyone. I've caught her in worse positions" I explain and he chuckles.
I pick up where I left off, unbuttoning his shirt. I kiss him and I grind my body against his. He takes in a sharp breath
"Tell me what to do. Tell me what you need, sir" I whisper in his ear between kissing his neck
"I liked it when you were on your knees earlier" he admits.
I smile against his skin and I kiss my way down his body as I take his shirt off. I step off the couch and I get on my knees.
I undo his pants and I pull them down enough to free his cock. I lick my hand wet and I wrap my fingers around his base.
I stroke him gently and at the same time, I lick his tip. I focus there for a bit, and more specifically on the under side of the head.
He moans and gets a good grip of the couch. I finally take him in my mouth and he drops his head back in pleasure. I moan against his cock as I take him as deep as I can.
I pump my head a few times, looking up at him. He finally looks back at me and clenches his jaw.
"Lexie..." he moans.
I take his hand and I put it on my head. So he grabs my hair and pushes me further. I start choking but he doesn't stop. He picks up his rhythm and even puts his hips to work.
Breathe. Moan. Breathe. Moan. Don't choke. Breathe. Breathe.
He lets go of me and I pull away to catch my breath while I continue to stroke him with my hand.
I take him in my mouth again. He groans. He pushes my head as far as possible and holds me as he finishes in my throat.
I choke. "Take it, like the good girl you are" he says.
Breathe. Swallow. Breathe. Swallow.
He releases me and I shoot back. I breathe quickly and as I make my way back on Aaron's lap.
He kisses my head and his fingers sneak inside my pants. He goes directly for my clit and I gasp. He massages and circles.
"Oh God... These fingers..." I moan
He pushes two fingers inside my pussy and crawls them up. He keeps touching my clit with his thumb as he thrusts his fingers in and out of me slowly.
Until, he pushes a third finger inside of me.
"Ah... Fuck..." I groan as he stretches my cunt.
But my walls get tighter as he brings me close to my climax
"Do you want to cum Lexie?" he asks
"Yes..." I moan
"You can cum whenever you want".
A few thrusts later, my pussy starts throbbing around his finger and I finish. He takes his fingers out of me and licks them. With his clean hand, he grabs my hair and brings my face to him for a kiss.
"What am I going to do 6 months without you?" he asks
"Be very lonely..." I answer and he chuckles before kissing me again.