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“Stop,” she said, walking passed me and slapping me on my ass. “Now, we just sound corny.”
“I thought it was fantastic foreplay.”
“For what? Your dick and ego? No. I’m not going to your office because you need a piece of ass. To me, that’s trashy.”
“You’re adorable.”
“You’re too much,” she said. “I’m heading out to have breakfast with a client. Perhaps I’ll think of some creative way to fuck the VP of Mitchell and Associates later.”
“Creative way? My office is—”
“An office. I prefer you to meet me on the company yacht, or the helicopter perhaps. You know, go a little crazy breaking the rules. The climax is much more intense when a thrill is involved.”
“Good to know,” I said. “I’ll keep my phone on, in that case.”
She chuckled in her cute Natalia way, and God, it was so wonderful to have all of her back, no matter how silly the banter was.
“Keep the phone on, but on vibrate and close to your dick,” she arched her eyebrow at me. “That way, if I back out on your handsome ass, you’ll get some excitement when I notify you. Can’t leave you wanting, of course.”
“Get your cute ass out of here before I bend you over that bathroom sink, gorgeous.”
“Keep it on vibrate, lover,” she taunted as her voice trailed behind her heading down the stairs to the bottom floor.
* * *
Every day felt new to me now, and it humored me to delight in the little things I learned about her as each day passed. Each new thing about her felt like a tiny revelation, like how she preferred her eggs to be scrambled in a way I considered grossly overcooked because she was overly worried about contracting salmonella poisoning. And when I roasted chickens on the barbecue rotisserie, I discovered she had an aversion to eating meat off a bone. Watching her eat so delicately struck me as hilarious, especially when I compared it to how wild she was in every other way. The way she ate me up every night would never have clued me in to her dainty habits.
On the few nights that she didn’t spend with me, it gave me a weird rush to wake up and see the stuff she’d left at my house; her underwear in the drawer and the excessive amount of face creams and strange concoctions she left on my bathroom counter, which she faithfully slathered onto her face every night like clockwork.
The first night I saw her do it, I watched from the doorway and couldn’t help chuckling as she doled out little dollops of cream and oil here and there, taking the process very seriously.
So strange how one’s life can change completely when they fall in love. It was thrilling to know that I appreciated things I’d always taken for granted in one way or the other. Hell, I felt lighter in my step half the damn time now too.
How could locking down into a relationship with one woman feel so liberating and freeing? One of life’s many mysteries, I assume.
* * *
The next few weeks seemed to pass with ease as Nat and I found our stride within the relationship. Instead of growing concerned when she got quiet or kept to herself, I learned that this was just part of who she was. Things would pop up now and then, and she would have moments where she froze. But instead of getting ass-hurt about it, I gave her space and time to work through whatever was on her mind.
She hadn’t made any progress with Shane, who continued to hold her at arm’s length, despite all her calls and texts. He’d give one-word responses here and there, but it was seldom more than that, and I knew it was driving her up the wall.
I sat on my sofa, perfectly content after the delicious lamb dinner I’d prepared when I got home from work. I was full and utterly satiated as I reviewed some numbers on the latest acquisition Jim was looking into. Fuck, this was bliss. I’d never appreciated the majestic view from this home until I learned to appreciate the finer things in life. Falling in love apparently helped you love everything, and I wasn’t mad about it.
A text from Nat popped up on my computer screen, and like a schoolboy in love, I smiled when I opened it.
Nat: You coming?
I stared at the selfie she’d sent me. She lounged in the large rectangular bath upstairs, which was situated between three glass walls to take in the entire ocean view. Her golden blonde hair was pulled over one shoulder, and bubbles formed just over her breasts, teasing my cock as I imagined their perfect fullness soaking in the bath. Her smile was warm and seductive, my dick growing as I imagined her full lips wrapped around it while her brilliant blue eyes were lit by the last of the sun before it slid behind the horizon.
Spencer: I’m practically coming now…
Nat: It took you long enough to respond. Jerking off to my picture?
I grinned, stood, and readjusted myself before heading toward the kitchen to grab a bottle of wine and two glasses. Far be it for me to turn down an invite to a sexy sunset bath.
Could shit get any better on a Thursday night? No.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
