"Rachel, I really can't. I've dropped my rate by $500 for you already! I have to make some money in there somewhere. It's going to take a village to make this happen." Leah argues into the phone. "$4,000. That is my lowest, babe. Take it or leave it." She says.

The next thing I see her do tells me that Rachel took it.

"Great. I'll start making arrangements. Send me the venue address so I get out out there and have a look tomorrow." She says, victoriously.

"You're doing the wedding?" I ask Leah and walk over behind her, putting my arms over her shoulders.

"I am."

"$4,000 for wedding pictures?" I ask.

"It's crazy, but it's not a normal wedding. This girl and her fiancé have so much money they don't know what to do with it and they're asking for albums of photos. I'll be the only photographer/team in there... which takes a lot." She says and starts working on her computer.

I smile to myself and kiss her neck softly. "I find it extremely sexy when you talk about numbers and your work..." I whisper.

She laughs and kisses my lips. "I find you sexy all the time." She says. I grin and straddle her chair and she kisses me a few times, then it gets a little dirty. "Mm- fuck." She mumbles.

I grin at her and drag my tongue from her collar bone to her jawline and she laughs and grabs my waist. "You know I would love to do this, but I really need to get this done today. Tonight, I promise." She says.

I roll my eyes and she bites her lip and watches me as I climb off of her, "shit, you're hot." She shakes her head and looks me up and down.

"You know what else I am? Wet. So I'm gonna go shower and handle that... you keep working." I grin and her jaw drops.

"Jennifer!! That's not fair... come on. Wait one hour."

"I can't, I need it now. Bye!" I tell and close the bathroom door behind me. I love teasing her, it's so entertaining.

It's been a few days since she told me about the job in London, we haven't said much about it since. I'm not sure what's gonna happen honestly. I just hope she makes the right choice. I've been working during the day and coming home to Leah at night. It's good... my sister probably feels like Leah's moved in with us, but I don't care. I'm gonna spend every second I can with her.

* * *

Work is boring most of the time... like really boring. I've played through hundreds of levels of every game available on my phone and my boss doesn't seem to care. He pays me to sit here and answer the phone every few hours and check his emails sometimes.

"Jennifer, hey." My boss says and steps into my office.

"Hey, how are you today?" I ask happily.

"I'm great, but I have a conference call that I'm late to, so if you could go grab me some lunch that would be fantastic. I'll even let you drive my car." He says.

I laugh and nod my head, "no problem. I'll be back in forty-five minutes. Just text me your order." I say. He hands me his keys and I panic. This is a NICE car.

While I'm driving Leah calls me. "I was just thinking about you." I say as I answer the phone.

"Were you? That's good to hear. Thinking about me enough to go get lunch?" She asks me.

"Ooh, I would love to. I have to go pick up my boss's lunch though. If you meet me there I could see you for a few minutes." I say and she happily agrees.

"See you in fifteen minutes."

I have my boss's food sitting in the passenger seat of his car. I spot Leah pulling in and I get out so she sees me. She pulls up beside me and her jaw drops. "Who does this car belong to?!" She asks.

"My boss." I laugh and get into the passenger seat of her Lexus. "Your boss can afford a Maserati? Maybe you should get him to be your sugar daddy." She jokes.

I roll  eyes and remind her, "it's just a car..."

"A nice one." She drools, staring at it through the window. 

I sigh and lean forward, blocking her view, "how is your day?"

"Good, I'm on my way to look at that wedding venue right now. I just met with another free lance photographer that is going to be on my team for the wedding." She explains.

"That's good, do you have plans tonight?" I ask her.

"Actually, I do. I'm having dinner with my parents and grandparents." She says.

"Oh, will Danny be there?" I ask bluntly.

"Unfortunately." She says.

I stay quiet and she touches my thigh. "Don't worry about him."

"I won't. But I do have to ask you a serious question..." I say and she just stares at me. "Can you please get into this backseat with me and put your head between my legs?" I ask and follow it with an innocent smile.

She laughs and sighs, "go." She says and unbuckles.

We both climb into the backseat and she does what I asked her, making me extremely happy. I orgasm twice and she licks and kisses me a few more times before sitting up and looking at me. When she does I grin and pull her face closer to kiss her.

"Thank you, baby." I whisper and practically suck her lips off.

She laughs and puts her hand on my thigh. "You want more?" She asks and kisses my neck.

"Mm, what time is it? I have to hurry back."

"Come on, you're driving a Maserati... I have plenty of time to make you cum again and for you to get back to work on time." She says.

"Mm, fine." I laugh. She kisses me again and her hand goes between my legs and two of her fingers begin pleasuring me.

"F-f-f- God. One more." I beg and she stops and looks at me like I'm insane.

"You're tight.. that isn't gonna work." She laughs.

I grab her face hard and grit through my teeth, "do it."

She does exactly what I say and I'm nearly in tears. She makes me climax again and then makes out with me for a few seconds before I shove her off.

"Okay, I need to get going." I tell her and sit up. She nods and climbs back into her seat and I'm left scrambling around in the backseat searching for my underwear. "Where are they?!" I ask and Leah shrugs her shoulders. "Shit. I'll go without them. Bye, be careful." I tell her.

"Umm, excuse me?" She asks and locks the door so I can't get out.

"Leah, please. I need to go." I pout.

"Kiss me." She says.

I grin and kiss her softly, "have fun." I tell her.

She smiles and unlocks the door and I head back to my office, still not wearing anything underneath my dress.