Scarlett's POV

There was some tension with Seth, even though we continued showering. I could sense it even through the haze of painkillers and the dull headache. I was unsure where it sprouted from but I finished my shower, wrapped a towel around me, kissing Seth's shoulder I left the bathroom in search of some clothes.

I walked out to find Owen lying in bed, on the phone.

"And there she is the ever beautiful Scarlett" he joked, looking up.

"And wrapped like a Christmas present all ready for me to open" he continued, his smirk making me smile. He stood and walked across the room to me.

He gently combed his fingers through my wet hair, and slightly bent over to kiss my collarbone, my shoulder and my neck before finally settling on my lips.

It started softly, a gentle peck. Before he tilted his head, deepening the kiss. His tongue shot out licking my bottom lip, asking for entrance....I complied.

Without breaking the kiss he picked me up, I automatically wrapped my legs around him and he carried me over to the bed.

"Wait....I'm too wet for the bed" I stated breaking the kiss,

"All good I'll have Valentina change the sheets" he replied, going in for another kiss.

"Why bother her...how about you just pound me against the wall" I suggested, my tone of voice becoming sultry.

He grinned, "I like that idea, but let me enjoy you on the bed first"

He placed me on the bed, slowly unwrapping the towel. He admired my body for a few seconds, before he kneeled on the foot of the bed and kissed his way down my body.

Each kiss lingering and feeling like an eternity. I mumbled something incoherent, and my hands zipped to his belt, I attempted to unbuckle.

"So impatient, just wait I want to enjoy you first" he replied, his voice dripping with huskiness. My heart quickened, and my core quivered in response.

He continued kissing between my cleavage, and sucked gently on each nipple; before moving on to my belly, he kissed and sucked and licked down...down...down.

Suddenly he gripped my legs and opened them wider, providing him easier access to the dripping heat at the juncture of my thighs.

Gently he licked at my clit, sucking and nibbling, my breathing became heavy. He replaced his tongue with his finger, as he moved down. Simultaneously, he flicked his tongue in and out of me, while flicking my clit. Pleasure erupted, and I groaned, gripping his hair, while my other hand caressed my breast.

He moved his tongue back to my clit, and slipped in two fingers....pumping them back and forth, while stimulating my clit. I moaned as I reached my peak of pleasure, and responded to him with a trembling, orgasm. My whole body shook, and quivered involuntarily at his touch, my legs tightening around him.

I looked at him, he had rested his head on my belly enjoying the view. Seeing him between my legs like that made my heart quicken, he grinned liking the affect he had on me. He moved back, placing his two fingers in his mouth and sucked, knowing my taste was on his mouth, done things to my body I didn't even know were possible.

I reached for him and gave him a needy kiss. I needed him in me.

He backed away and slowly began to undress, I groaned impatiently. He simply laughed and carried on. Once undressed he picked me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist, and as promised carried me to a wall.

He lined his hard cock and in one smooth motion rammed into my already wet pussy. I tilted my head back in pleasure, my fingers raking across his back, pulling him closer to me. He thrusted in and out of me, my legs tightened around him in response.

He stopped momentarily, taking my left leg and gently draping it over his elbow so that one leg was around his waist and the other draped across his arm. I didn't have to wonder for long what this would do, as he tilted his body slightly, and thrusted into me. The position I realised had allowed him to thrust into me deeper.....balls deep.

My breath has quickened and yet it felt like I was breathless. My moans becoming short and breathy. He continued to thrust, each one deeper and faster. I gripped his neck, needing him to come closer....though it was physically impossible. He groaned, "ah fuck."

"Faster" I asked, he complied. Faster, faster until he thrusted one last time and his warm, semen filled me. We moaned and reached that peak of pleasure together. He placed me gently on my feet, he turned to leave to clean himself, but I stopped him, kneeling in front of him, I placed his cock into my mouth.

Sucking up and down, pausing only to lick the tip, his cock twitched in response. My mouth moved up and down his length, milking his cock for anything it had left. I got what I wanted as drops of cum sprayed into my mouth. He groaned, I looked up at him sweetly and made a show of swallowing. It seemed he almost unravelled at the sight.

He gestured for me to stand, and kissed me heatedly. "Your a vixen" he said, his voice husky and deep. I simply grabbed his hand and led him to the bed and almost fell on it, exhausted. He followed suit and hugged me to him, spooning me. I fell asleep content.

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Seth's POV,

I had listened to her groans from the shower. I turned off the water and peeked into the room, Owen had her legs open before him looking at her like she was a thanksgiving feast.

I was torn between joining and keeping my distance. I had said I love you to many people, my parents, my housekeeper even, but I had never questioned my love for a girl. The word was thrown around too much for it to have real meaning, and it seemed that's what had happened with Scarlett. She was under painkillers and what I imagined to be a killer headache anyway.

I simply dried off, dressed and walked out silently, leaving them to carry on.

Out the bedroom and down the stairs to the kitchen. Valentina was there preparing food.

I coughed in greeting, and she turned smiling.

"I missed you boys you know, the house feels so empty without you" she said, coming in for a hug. Valentina was like a second mother to me, she was our nanny when Owen and I were young boys and we couldn't bear to part with her, so she became our live in housekeeper. Which worked for her since her husband had passed and she'd had no children of her own.

She was a sweet lady, short and her olive skin glowed with a sort of Mediterranean pride. She was Greek, with her black hair and brown eyes that were now shining with tears.

"Come I made you your favourite" she said pulling me over to the stove, "you can help me cook" she continued.

We cooked and joked together, if anyone had seen they would've thought we were a mother and her son.

I knew something was on Valentina's mind from the moment I came into the kitchen. And she finally asked, when she felt the mood was right. She just didn't know she was an open book from the start, one of the many things I loved about Valentina.

"Seth....you brought this girl in.....are things getting serious?" She asked, pausing to re-evaluate her words.

"I mean I guess so, we haven't reached any massive commitment milestones, especially because I don't

know if Owen and I will ever be ready to get her to

meet our parents"

There was a silence, she thought about my words.

"Well I think she's lovely, I can't wait to meet her" her words clear, yet she had an exotic lilt to them.

I smiled at her words,

"I think you'll like her very much" I replied.

"I know, you boys have an excellent judge of character.....now help me set the table" she finished, jokingly hitting me with a tea towel.

Winston came in at that moment, and paused smiling at me. "I thought I heard your voices, how are you Seth?" He asked politely, he was almost always too polite. It took him several weeks for him to finally stop calling us 'sir' like we had asked when he first started working here.

"I'm well, just setting the table, you hungry?" I asked,

"Always famished for Valentina's food" he replied, helping me set the table.

"Your too kind Winston" she said, a slight blush forming. It seemed all these years working together had developed into something more. I smiled, Owen and I had made a bet on when this would happen. It seemed his guess was better than mine, now I owed him money.

I chuckled at that, and wondered whether I should disturb Scarlett and Owen. But it's better I left them.

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Authors note:

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