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“It’s almost 6. Do you know where your roommate is?” I referred to Bethany.
“She will come back when she gets hungry and not before. This is the best time to get pictures when there are all different kinds of colors in the background. She’s quite proficient with a camera and knows what angles to bring her subject to life. It might surprise you to learn that I dabble in sculptures. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have somebody model for me in the buff,” she hinted with a silly little smirk at the corners of her mouth.
It was something to think about.
This home was going to become her citadel where she was safe from harm, sheltered and protected from the elements.
I would have my hand in bringing this place into the next century with modern amenities, including radiant heat, throughout the house. The wooden floors were original to the house. Removing them and putting them back was going to be painstaking work but worth every single backbreaking moment.
“I’ve been looking at the fireplace. Don’t get me wrong, it’s perfect the way it is but it could use a reclaimed wood focal point. We want to take advantage of the old architecture as much as possible. I don’t know what you envision, but I see beach house colors coming to life in the space,” I said with my hands still holding onto the beer.
“It’s interesting that you mention that. I was thinking along the same lines. No offense, but that’s usually a woman’s perspective. You do have an eye for detail. I was also thinking about replacing the mantle with the same reclaimed wood. What do you think about making some sliding barn doors? I would say five would suffice,” she proposed with the bottle pressed against her chest making it hard to concentrate with the swell of her breasts causing me to become a little lightheaded.
I almost lost my head and did something that would probably get me fired on the spot. It wasn’t my place to make any bold moves. She probably didn’t know how that one subtle movement was making me growl like an animal underneath my breath.
“That should be easy and cost far less than if you were to order them. It will take some ingenuity to make them fit properly, but it’s not like I haven’t done it before. A nice, clean white paint with a black fireplace cover would bring all of these images together,” I said with the plain brick exposed, looking a little shabby.
“It’s nice that we can bounce ideas off of one another. I admit to being a little lonely these last couple of months. That’s no excuse for what I did last night. I apologize for coming on too strong. It’s never going to happen again,” she said with a shake of her head.
Those words made my heart sink. I should have said something, but I didn’t feel it was necessary under the circumstances. She was horrified by her actions. I didn’t share that sentiment, but I had no idea what was going on in her head. It was better to tread carefully on the thin ice I had created by letting my libido get the best of me.
“You have nothing to apologize for. I could’ve easily said no and pushed you away, but I didn’t want to. It was wrong to make any assumptions. These things sometimes take on a life of their own. I would never say it wasn’t fun. I think it’s important for me to tell you how much I enjoyed last night. It might never happen again and I can live with that, but I would gladly jump at the opportunity if it presents itself,” I added to make sure that she understood where I stood.
“That is really good to know,” she said with her hand squeezing my bicep.
She was a little tipsy after three beers but she certainly knew what she was doing with the lowering of her inhibitions. Turning on the radio made Latin music blare through the speakers at a high volume. It was highly infectious, and she was soon dancing with a beer in her hands clasped between two fingers.
Placing my hand on her hips had us grinding together in this dirty and unexpected way. There was no stopping the rhythm of our bodies in motion. I was following her and moving with her body until we were synchronized.
Both hands were soon on her hips. It was fun to let loose after a hard day of sweating in the sun. Her willingness to let me into her personal space gave me hope there was still room to negotiate when it came to throwing caution to the wind.
“I do like to dance, and sometimes the mood comes over me at the most unusual times. Don’t be surprised if you wake up in the middle of the night to the sound of my voice out of pitch with the music playing in the background. I have no filter when it comes to enjoying the variety of music that is offered by several different CDs in my collection,” she said with her body lowering until her face was level with my crotch.
She was holding onto my hips for leverage.
There was no hiding my excitement. It had a mind of its own when it was accosted by a beautiful woman with the kind of body I could get to know for hours and never get bored.
She smiled seductively and turned her back toward me. It was easy to lose all control when the little head between my legs was doing most of the talking for me. She wiggled in place and dropped to the floor and back up with her body arched in a way that made me come in direct contact with those buns of steel.
“I know this doesn’t mean anything but there’s no reason why we can’t enjoy the music together. I’m not sure I can promise to be a good boy but I’m not sure you want me to be. You would look good in nothing but a T-shirt. There’s a fever in this room burning between the two of us. Can you feel it in the air?” I asked with a flex of desire to make her feel me.
The electricity was there, and I could feel those tingles of persuasion. I didn’t want to rush her but I did want to touch her until she was screaming my name. It was a different kind of feeling and it was hitting us hard until we were ready to succumb to those animalistic urges.
“I can feel something but it’s not in the air. It’s in your pants. I would ask if you’re happy to see me but I think the answer is pretty damn obvious,” she muttered with her hands taking mine until they were on the button to her jeans.
Testing the waters meant releasing the button to see how she was going to react. I was dreaming, and I had no interest in waking up anytime soon. This had to be my overactive imagination.
Slipping my thumbs into the opening created had me coming in contact with her dainty panties.
They were a tempting sight over her shoulder where I started to bite her neck gently followed by a swirl of my tongue. The zipper came down, and I was able to feel her warm mound against my fingertips. The heat was emanating through the material. Touching the crotch had her moaning in a low register with her eyes closed still moving to the music.
“I always find myself reaching for the stars. I don’t want to behave. There’s nothing under control when I’m around you. I look into your eyes and I know I own a piece of you. It’s easy to break into song when nobody is around. I want you to take it from here and don’t let me stop you this time. I think it’s only fair that you return the favor from last night,” she suggested with those pants coming down a little more.
I had no idea what was going to happen next, but I wanted to be a part of it.
