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He sighed and shook his head. “I confess, I didn’t think I’d be this tired.” He fingered the steering wheel. “I’m not touching you, because if I do, that will be it, there will be no stopping us. So thank you. I’m going to head home.”
“I’ll hug a pillow instead.” I smiled, a half-hearted curl of my lips. I’d rather have had him spooning my body with his warmth, but he was right, we’d end up satiated and exhausted by sex.
“I have to teach tomorrow evening. Catch up on lessons I’ve canceled,” he explained. “Friday evening?”
“Sure,” I replied. Discussing my moving-in plans was on hold. I couldn’t do it in the car with him struggling to keep his eyes open. I’d have to wait till the weekend. Sunday! Shit! “Oh, God. My mother has invited you for Sunday lunch.” I grimaced. “Sorry.”
He laughed. “It’s not a problem. I’d like to meet your mum. Don’t fret.”
I sighed, puffing out my lips. “Goodnight, then.” I leaned toward him and pecked his cheek, nothing else. H
e tightened his grip on the wheel. “Until Friday.”
I trotted up the front path. It had started to rain. Two nights of tossing and turning, letting my overactive mind debate my decision to move out, perhaps change my mind.
* * * *
I assumed I would be staying over for the weekend, so I packed a few things. He made no comment on it as he put the bag in the boot of the car. The tired features were gone from his face. Instead he looked buoyed and quite delectable. I wondered how long it would take before he whisked my clothes off.
Contrary to my concerns, for two nights, I’d slept soundly, no niggling doubts to keep me awake. In my reinvigorated state, I bubbled over enthusiastically and blurted out my plan. “Talia is moving out to live with George. So, I told her my exciting news about moving in with you. She has replacements lined up from the hospital, so no loss of deposit.”
“Wow.” He slammed his palm on the wheel. “Fantastic. Thank you, Callie. I will make you very welcome. When do you move out?”
His keenness came as no surprise. “Next Friday. Is that too soon?” I held my breath.
“Soon? Mausi, no such thing.”
I exhaled and glowed in my seat. What had I expected him to say?
My dress had risen, showing my bare thighs. Unlike Wednesday, when he daren’t touch me, he placed his hand on my leg and squeezed. A pulse of electricity shot through me with that touch.
“Are you wearing knickers?” he asked.
I gripped the edge of my seat with my hands. “Yes,” I whispered.
“Tsk. Those don’t make it into the house. Take them off.” He removed his hand and changed gears.
I looked about the car. We were still on the outskirts of Cambridge. He pulled up at a junction alongside another vehicle. Stefan’s car was low to the ground and halting next to us—a huge SUV with a man driving.
I peered up at our neighbor. “Now?” I cowered in my seat.
“Go on,” he insisted.
I wriggled. “I can’t. Someone might see.”
“Mausi, do you want a punishment fuck?”
Yes! Nevertheless, did I want to disobey him? “I’ll do it when we’re out of the city.” I offered a compromise.
He shook his head. “Last chance.” He revved the engine.
I held firm, not budging. The SUV charged forward the moment the lights changed and Stefan followed, throwing me back in the seat. A few hundred meters down the road, the cars thinned and I hitched up my skirt.
“Too late.” He shot a glance at my legs, unable to resist watching me peel down my knickers. “Mmm,” he growled. He’d caught sight of his prize. “You’ve shaved.”
I yanked my skirt back down, my panties crushed in my hand. Why did his observation embarrass me? I’d done it for him, the previous evening in my pokey bathroom. It hadn’t been an easy feat in the confined space, holding a hand mirror. “Are you still going to…punish me?” I asked.
“What do you think?”
