Free The Sweet Edge by Risa Peris

surprised herself by smiling back. He certainly is cuter casual , she thought. “Can I come in or should I kick back here in the hallway?”
    “You can come in. But don’t judge me on cleanliness. I wasn’t expecting company.”
“Thanks and I won’t judge.” He stepped across the threshold and stared at her.
    “I need to put on clothes.”
    “Why?”
    Stella looked at him and rolled her eyes. “I'm in pajamas.”
    “You look cute.”
    “I’m putting clothes on.” Stella went to her dresser and pulled out khakis and a maroon t-shirt. She turned to go to the restroom but stopped. The image of Ben pounding Gwen floated in her mind. She turned to look at Campbell. He was watching her quietly with a grin on his face. Stella dropped her clothes and proceeded to take off her pajamas, slipping the pajama bottoms off and then the top. She retrieved a bra and panties and slowly put them on. Campbell wasn’t smiling any more. He looked flush. Stella reached her arms overhead to put on her t-shirt, but her hair got stuck.
    “Let me help you with that.” Campbell unhooked her hair and slid her t-shirt down over her breasts, but not before grazing her hardened nipples with his hands.
    “Thanks.”
    “You’re very welcome.” He hooked a strand of hair behind her ear.
    “So are you going to answer my questions?”
    “I forgot the questions.”
    “Why are you here?”
    “I wanted to see you. I missed you.”
    Stella felt a flood of desire. “Shouldn’t you be at work?”
    “I quit.”
    “What?”
    “I quit. I’m starting a new chapter.”
    “What will you do?”
    Campbell laughed. “Probably the same thing. I’ll start my own company.”
    Stella touched his arm. “I got fired.”
    “From the restaurant?”
    “No, the law firm.” She proceeded to tell him about what she witnessed, but was careful to leave out any mention of her huge infatuation with Ben.
    “I always figured Gwen for that kind of behavior. She was very...insecure. Hell, she was a Class A bitch.”
    Stella dropped her hand from his arm. “You knew Gwen?”
    “From Razor Edge. When I worked at Razor Edge. She promised to hire you for a more lucrative position.”
    Stella laughed and walked towards her couch and collapsed. She had been convinced that Ben had recommended her for the position and that in doing so he was expressing a secret longing for her. I was so wrong , thought Stella. Ben had been a fantasy. That was all. The fantasy was now over and a handsome man was in her apartment that missed her.
    “Is something wrong?” Campbell looked concerned.
    “No. I didn’t know that was you that recommended me.”
    Campbell looked sheepish. “Yeah, well. I had no connections with publishing houses. I would have gladly got you a job at a publishing house if I could.”
    “Wait, how did you know I worked at the law firm?”
    Campbell hung his head. “I asked around.”
    Stella thought for a moment. “Lola’s. You grilled my manager.”
    “I’m sorry. I had my assistant do it. I didn’t want them to think you had a stalker.”
    Stella leaned back on the couch and laughed again. Clarity was making her light headed. “Thank you. Thank you for thinking of me.”
    Stella felt warm. She stared at Campbell and decided he was a very attractive man. She closed her eyes briefly and thought of him kneeling before her; licking her to completion. She pulled off her t-shirt. Her nipples were erect and she licked her finger and circled the right one with her fingertip.
    “What are you doing?” Campbell’s voice was thick and urgent.
    “Come here.” Stella felt brave and sexual. Desire was giving her courage.
    Campbell approached and she grabbed him by his pants and pulled him closer. She unbuttoned his jeans and slid his zipper down. His penis jutted out.
    “What are you doing?” Campbell’s voice cracked.
    “Shhhh.” Stella took him into her mouth and hesighed deeply. His hand threaded through her hair as she inhaled