Author Note: Mature Audiences recommended R18+ only  Sexual Content guaranteed.

Arden insisted on picking me up from the studio every day since that night he knocked Casey out. Sam had been incredibly attentive during our training sessions too. I'm not quite sure what they were both worried about, judging by the size of Casey's nose, or the coloring of his face the day after, there is no way he could be stupid enough to try anything again.

It took I had in me not to giggle every time I looked his way. He looked ridiculous, and seriously pissed off which added to my pleasure. I mean, I am not a violent woman, but seeing Arden take out Casey in one swing in my honor was fucking hot! I'd spent our dinner out that night feeling so wet, thinking all the most inappropriate dirty things I could do to him to thank him. It had almost become unbearable, and I'd even considered taking him in the restaurant toilets, to have my way with him, but as usual, Arden was in control, and made me wait until we got to his place.

I felt invigorated, a new lease on life was flowing in my veins, my confidence growing by the minute. Arden had released me from Casey's hold, clearing my lungs of the water that's been suffocating me for two years. I look over at Casey from time to time and can't think of a single reason I'd have ever been with him, not when the perfect gentleman still exists.

Tonight, Arden is picking me up again, we are heading back to his place to have drinks with Ashling a few friends before she heads home. I am going to miss her so much, but she has promised me she will be returning. After an extended stay, I believe she's going home to make arrangements to move to Toronto.

I'd chosen to shower and change back at Arden's to avoid being at the studio too long, I'd already rehearsed until six thirty and everyone was going to be arriving at eight. Thankfully Arden had agreed to not showering together, there was no way I could be ready on time if that'd happened. It was 7.45 pm and though I had showered, styled my hair in a cute up do, and my makeup was flawless, I still hadn't completed the presentation.

I'd opted to wear a matching strapless lace bra and lace French cut briefs, equipped with garter belt and stockings all in black, just to give Arden something to look forward too. Now to finish the look..... the Black Jumpsuit with high cut leg slits.... or the strapless royal blue pencil cut knee length dress with very risqué, high slit at the back. I loved the jumpsuit and it looked 'fun' but something tells me the blue dress will be more 'fun' to wear.

Stepping into the dress, and zipping up the side fastening I look over the finished product, suitably happy that this style accentuates all my curves. I do a little twirl so I can check out the back, oh yes Arden is going to love this I smirk to myself.

"You ready Love" Arden stands at the doorway, now taking a deep breath as he looks me from head to toe, "dam love, you clean up pretty good"

"Good?" I question, I did not put in all this effort to look 'Good'

"You look sensational love, good enough to eat" he murmured, making his way through the room, he wraps his arms around me from behind and gazing into my eyes in the mirror reflection, "which you know I will most definitely be doing later tonight" he added, whispering into my ear. I swear my panties are wet again already making me question why I even bothered wearing them.

"Come on hun, everyone will be here soon" I make sure to sway my hips as I walk away from him, making sure to draw attention to split running up the back. I hear him draw a sharp quick breath, all the confirmation I need. I head out of his luxury master bedroom, down to the large open plan entertaining space. Arden lives in an apartment not far from Clover, and it is absolutely stunning.

It's a typical bachelor pad, styled in vastly contrasting blacks and whites, leather furniture and a very well stocked bar. I've tried to add life where I can, in the time we have been together, bringing in fresh flowers (usually gifted to me by Arden) and other various furnishings. Just to soften up those harsh lines and clean walls.

It doesn't take long for the home to be buzzing with friends, our Ashling being the center of attention of course. She's smiling and laughing, but I can see she's not herself the poor girl.

"I'd like to make a toast please everyone" Arden calls out, signalling to Malachi to turn the music down. "This week my baby sister will be flying back to Ireland, and I have to admit that I will miss her. It has been so great having you here Ash, and thank you so much for accepting Emerson as part of my life, she means the world to me!"

"Thank you to Emerson for keeping you in check, brother" she retorted, the room laughing along with her.

"I second that though Ashling, thank you, it was so great to meet you, I will miss you too" I add, before we all holding up our glasses.

"To Ashling"

I pull her into a hug, to remind her we'll be here when she returns.

"I'm so glad you're going to be my sister" she smiled at me, an arm still wrapped around each other.

"I'm not there yet hun" I chuckled, but truly felt hope that it could be a possibility in the future.

"Oh hush, he's bewitched Emerson. He'll tangle himself around your finger one day, that or a shiny ring!" we giggled together, it's already evident Ashling will play a vital role in our wedding planning if it comes to the point!

As the night progressed, drinks were consumed, laughs were had, even a few tears. After feeling a little tipsy, I headed for the kitchen, pouring myself a tall ice-cold glass of water. Leaning on the bar, I enjoy the icy freshness and somewhat clarity the water was providing me. It was then I felt an all too familiar hand making its way up my inner leg between the split in my dress.

"This was a very cheeky dress choice, love" he nibbled at my ear.

"I wore it for you. Do you like it?" I sighed out.

"Nay, lass. I fucking love it" he breathed across my neck, his hand inching closer to my nether region, "I'm just not sure how I feel about these others seeing you in it. What if they saw you here?"

His hand wrapped around my crotch, the wetness soaking through the thin lace, a telling sign of what his touch does to my body.

"Stay still, don't make a sound, can you do that love?"

Ever so erotically, he slips his fingers inside the panties, running them the full length of my slit before slipping two inside, delving deep hard and fast, his free arm draping around my waist to hold me still against him. To anyone looking over, we were having an intimate cuddle, when really, he was finger fucking me whilst whispering sweet nothings in my ear. Why does this work for me? Why I am so turned on right now?

He begins to rub my sensitive nub with his thumb, adding to the sensations building in my core. His erection pressing hard into my backside, causing me to bite my lip harder as the desire to feel him inside me increases.

I glance across the room, sensing eyes on me, Sam giving me a knowing smile before turning back to a smile. You have got to be kidding me, that man misses nothing. Arden is scattering light kisses all over my neck and shoulders, the pressure he's adding to my clit increases and as I feel the incline to my release, I turn my head and reach back lifting his lips to mine, claiming his mouth to subdue the scream I know is building. His grip on my waist tightens as I climax, my vaginal walls clenching around his fingers as waves of pleasure roll through me. I groan into his mouth, glad to have his tongue to distract me. My hand still resting on his face, holding him to me. My god I could never bore of this man.

He slowly removes his hand and replaces my panties, then turning me to face him, he slips his fingers into his mouth and sucks them clean. It was so dam attractive to see him enjoying the taste of my satisfaction. We need to wrap up this party, because I need more...SO MUCH MORE.

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"Emerson, I want you working directly with Casey today please" Madam Sophie calls across the room. Seriously?!

"Can't I just work on my own Madam Sophie; I really have put in the hours lately"

"No Emerson, and not another word about it. He's waiting in Studio Three for you" she means business today, I guess I've avoided him as long as she's prepared to allow.

"Good morning ba....ah Em's. Ready to get started" Casey sounds cocky, but hey, at least he finally got the message on the 'babe' terms, "Shall we start with stretches"

"Give it a rest Casey. I don't require your help, and I don't fucking want it, so why don't you go sit in a corner and act invisible cause that will be what I'm telling myself you are." I feel proud and thrilled that there's no hesitation or question at all showing in my voice.

"Emerson, babe, please hear me out. Maybe we can finally talk, clear the deck and get a fresh start" he steps in closer as he speaks, following up each step I take backward. I see 'babe' has made a comeback too.

"Back it up Casey, I don't need nor want a fresh start with you. I have Arden, I am happy and I don't need you around dragging up the past all the time" I was practically spitting at him, throwing as much venom in my voice as I could muster. Why can't he just let me go?

"Grrr, Arden is it? That the fucker who hit me?" he growled, but at least remaining where he stood this time.

"The gentleman who protected me, yes his name is Arden, we are together so you see there is no room for you and me, and there never will be. I could never forgive you. Leave me be to live my life" I sighed, feeling a headache coming on, I drop my head into my hands, rubbing my temples.

"Together. Right, for how long huh. How long do you think he'll deal with your crazy ass before he gets tired of drama? How long till you decide it's time to come crawling back to me? Huh, Emerson. You know we are right for each other. It's only a matter of time till your back home" his voice is getting louder and angrier, more insistent. I back away again needing the space between us.

"Casey, I need you to back off. I need to work on my routine. I have three weeks till the performance. I need to do this" I'm feeling cornered and impatient so I am trying to play any card I can to get some space.

Right then my phone rung, my very own personal saviour on the line.

"I've got to take this" I walk away to the corner of the room, dropping my gear bag down so I can chat and stretch at the same time, "Hey honey, how are you?" I answer.

"Cailín álainn, I am better for hearing your sweet voice" he chuckled down the line.

"Smooth Arden, so smooth" I giggle back, feeling some of the tension release.

"Love, I needed to call and see if you could get a ride home with Sam tonight, it looks like I'll be working late tonight and I don't like to keep you waiting"

"Of course, it's no trouble hun, Sam will probably just take me back to mine, we are in need of a good catch up anyway"

"I have to get back to work love, but I'll be thinking of you" His voice, even threw the phone, has the power to turn my world upside down.

"Okay, by sweetie, call me tonight"

"Always love, bye"

Dropping my phone down on my bag, I looked across the room to find Casey still watching my every move. I can't even with this guy right now, I just literally can't even deal right now.

"Hey, um I am going to go use the bathroom, then we will start" I call out as I rush out the door.

In the bathroom I hang my head over the basin, splashing my face with water, trying to rid myself of all the fucked-up feelings swarming my mind. My mind is rocking back and forth from positive and negative emotions, I feel like I'm a dam boat in the midst a treacherous storm, Arden washing me with happiness and affection, Casey drenching me in anger and frustration. The sea sickness is coming through strong, and I just want to lie down. God, I wish I could go home and curl up, bask in my happy Arden bubble for the day.

Slowing making my way back into the studio, I find Casey standing at my bag, holding my phone.

"What the fuck are you doing Casey?" I scream out, storming across the room at him.

"Oh hey, you are back"

"I asked you a question Casey, what the fuck are you doing with my phone" I'm shaking at this point, anger is boiling through my veils, my bones aching all over.

"I thought it was ringing so I grabbed it for you, but I wasn't fast enough" he handed it back to me, happy that this would satisfy my request.

I stare at my phone, almost like it's an alien life form, trying to process my thoughts. Flicking the lock screen off, I hold it up to show no missed call alerts.

"There's nothing there Casey"

"Oh, my bad babe, I could have sworn it was ringing"

"Oh fuck, quit the shit Casey. I'm over it. Leave my shit alone. Leave me alone, and while you are at it, go to hell where you belong"

Scooping up my bag, I strut out the studio, heading for the exit, signalling to Sam that he's needed, and texting Abigail that there'll be an emergency Tequila meeting at my place, alcohol the only form of therapy I can think of that will help since Arden is busy with work.