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It's finally Maya's birthday, and Helen has prepared her favorite meal: Italian Chicken Parmesan. I wanted to help, but Joshua and her thought I should rest more. My appointments have been going well, my blood pressure is in normal ranges. I've also had my second session with Dr. Mason, who will be here in the next couple of months. Maya hired him to be an on-staff counselor with everything that has happened. Dr. Mason and I talked more about my art, and I finally told him what I told the others. I understand he said I'll never forget, but I will learn to handle it.
I'm standing in my closet looking at the outfit Maya picked out for me. It's something she ordered and said was my old style. I look carefully at myself in the strapless halter maternity top. It has clear straps so I won't feel like I'm going to lose it, and the eggplant color enhances my complexion and gives me a little color to my cheeks. I have my hair partially up, so my neck is still covered, but my shoulders are bare. The maternity jeans are snug on my legs but have the material for my expanding belly. I look at myself again and try to turn off the inner voice telling me too much skin or not appropriate.
“You look beautiful, Ana.” I turn to see Joshua standing by the bed looking at me. I'm instantly turned on by the gruffness of his voice. His eyes skate down my body, heating my skin as if he's touching me physically.
“Are you sure it's not too much exposure?” I can't help myself, I need his approval.
“Angel, you’re exquisite, and no that's not too much. Come with me downstairs before I say screw this party and shag you for the rest of the day.” He stalks toward me, and I want the second part. “Don't look at me like that. Maya and Duncan are already downstairs,” he growls, his eyes ogling me.
“Joshua,” I pant. “They've made us wait before.” I smile as he contemplates my offer.
“True, but everyone else is waiting, too.” He smiles back, then leans down and kisses me. “There, now you have some color to your lips,” he says when he pulls away and takes my hand.
Dinner is good, I'm eating a little better, and now the Tiramisu cake I made is ready to be served. I stand and walk out to get my gift for her before cake. When I walk back in, I'm holding the wrapped gift, and my heart drops as everyone turns to me. I take a deep breath and walk over to her.
“Happy birthday… I know you will find the same beauty in this that I see. Dr. Mason suggested I start sharing.” I hand her the large package and watch as she unwraps it. The charcoal drawing of one of the swans from the loch is in a simple frame with a white matte. I'm wringing my hands waiting for the criticism when Joshua wraps his arms around me. I lean back and take his strength.
“I don't know what to say… Ana, it's beautiful, and I love it. Thank you. I know how much you have struggled with allowing us to see your new artwork. You're an accomplished artist.” She hands the drawing to Duncan, then stands and walks to me. I step from Joshua's arms as she takes me into her arms. I hug her with all I am. The walls start to crumble. I step back and take a deep breath, I can do this.
“You’re welcome. If you don't like this one, I have a couple others in the studio you can see.”
“No, I love this one, and you’re right, I see the beauty you see in it.”
Joshua
I hear the music coming from her studio and realize she listens to a lot of different types of music. I can't help myself, ever since that first time I found her in there I like to watch her. I walk up to the door and about fall to my knees. She is dancing erotically to the song playing, I think it’s called “Crazy in Love.” Her hips and arse are shaking as she dances around her studio. Her arms rise above her head, holding the chalk as she wiggles her body. She usually keeps the door closed so no one can see what she's working on, but lately she’s been leaving the door open, allowing others to see her talent. She's currently drawing an image of her mum for Duncan.
I look at the drawings and as usual my eyes land on the image of the man that was following her. I know I've seen those eyes. My eyes move to an image of Dr. Parker, I can tell Ana has taken some liberties with the drawing. Dr. Parker is wearing a black outfit instead of her normal white lab coat, her hair is down and appears wet. I'm staring at her, and again my focus is drawn to the man…the same eyes. I'm distracted from my observation when I hear her sing along, and turn to watch her again. She swings around in her dancing and sees me leaning against the door.
“Oh hello, honey. Did my music bother you?”
“No, Angel. What do call what you’re doing?” She looks at me, her eyes opening wide like I’m crazy.
“Dancing, silly.” When she smiles now her eyes light up, and I see my angel coming back to life.
“Do you dance like that in public?” I point at her as she wiggles her hips again.
“Well yes, most people do. But I don't dance like this in public right now, because I don't leave here.”
“Not unless I'm around can you dance like that.” I walk to her and see her breathing increase. She has her smock on over another little dress and leggings outfit. I want her, and I know where I want her.
“Joshua, are you jealous that someone might watch me shake my arse?”
“Bloody right. Only I watch your arse shake like that. Take off your smock and wash up.”
“You're so bossy right now. What's the matter?”
“After watching that show, I want to bury myself so deep in you,” I whisper in her ear, and watch her pulse increase. “You want me too.”
“Yes, Joshua,” she says on a sigh.
In the three weeks we've lived together, I've learned I can never get enough of her. She walks back up to me all clean and minus the smock. I reach down and slide my hands to her arse, and kiss her lips with everything I can. I lift her into my arms and carry her from the room as she straddles me. When we enter my office, I watch the confusion on her face and smile.
“Why are we in here? I thought we were going to make love.”
“We are, Angel, right here, so when I work and get distracted with images of you, it will be the image of you on my desk spread out.” I turn and lock the door so Ms. Helen or the team don't get a show. I walk over to the desk and sit her arse down on it. I bend to kiss her deeply again, swiping my tongue along her lips. She opens and I sweep into her mouth. She moans in pleasure and squirms on the desk. I pull away and kiss her gently, then kiss down her throat. When I reach the top of her dress, I reach down and unbuckle the belt resting on her bump and lift the material with belt over her head. She is panting with want for me. She reaches out and untucks my shirt, then goes to my belt and starts to undo it. I brush away her hands. If she touches me, this will go faster than I want.
“Let me get you out of these pants first, Angel.” I lift her up with one arm while my other pulls her pants over her baby bump and down her thighs, along with her thong. I sit her back down and pull the pants completely off her. She is sitting on my desk in nothing but her bra, and I'm entranced by her beauty. I've imagined this since the first time I saw this desk. I reach around her and unfasten her bra and fling it over my shoulder. I then push her back so she is laying on the desk for me to see, spread out just as I imagined. She squirms around, and presses her thighs together to relieve the ache. I sit down in my chair and spread her thighs open and look at the prettiest pussy I've ever seen.
