Silence.
Nobody says a thing.
I push him back, I’m so angry that I can’t even see straight. So I turn and walk out of the bar.
Fuck them.
Fuck them all.
It’s just on six when the elevator doors open into my apartment.
Instantly I can feel it…. Something’s different.
I walk out into the living room, the lights are all off, and candles are lit everywhere. So many that their glow dances against the wall.
“Anna?”
Music is playing, a tantric sexy beat, and I glance at the smart screen to see the song.
Hidden Between Heartbeats
I put my briefcase down and walk out to the kitchen and there I see it.
My breath hitches.
Anna is sitting on a dining chair with her legs up on the table, crossed at the ankles.
Wearing nothing but a black lace bra and panties, fishnet stockings and a suspender belt, she is utter perfection.
My cock throbs in appreciation.
My eyes roam down her muscular legs to the sky-high stilettos with the red soles.
I open my mouth to say something…but there are no words for how fucking hot this woman is.
Then I notice she has something in her mouth, a lollypop.
I frown, confused.
“Hi.” She smiles around it, she takes it out of her mouth and licks it before placing it down onto the table, my eyebrows flick up in surprise…. Or in awe…or utter fucking shock.
A silver butt plug, a large silver butt plug…was in her mouth, as if warming it up. Does that mean?
Fuck.
I swallow the lump in my throat.
“Hi.” She smiles darkly.
“Hi,” I whisper, I clench my hands at my sides as I grapple for control.
After the day I’ve had…with her looking like that, I don’t know how much restraint I have left in me.
“I’ve got you a present.” She picks up the butt plug from the table and licks it again and I feel it all the way to the tip of my cock.
My cock clenches in appreciation.
She curls her finger and I walk to her in a trance.