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For a moment he didn’t move, didn’t flinch. Then he put the breakfast tray on the bedside table and sat heavily on the edge of the bed. "Thank fuck for that!"
Naomi laughed, His reaction was so unexpected. "Oh Lucas, you were worried."
"More worried than you, I bet. I knew he'd want to represent you, I just didn't know if he'd have space on his list. He's very busy."
"He's invited me to dinner this evening, to meet the head of the agency, a Mr. Lucas Eaglestone."
Lucas grinned. "I can't wait to meet you."
He laid down on the bed beside her, pulling her close.
The warmth of his body and his proximity made her current blissful state even more upbeat. "So how am I supposed to handle it?"
“We act as if we're just meeting, but it'll be with the silent knowledge of each other, this precious bond we have.” He reached out and meshed his fingers with hers.
For a few silent moments he stared into her eyes, and she suddenly knew, deep down inside how much he wanted her – he made her feel it. It was as if she saw all of their relationship in his eyes, past, present and future. Could it be true? Or was she dreaming it? "Our bond?"
He shifted again, rolled onto his back, but this time he took her with him, moving her so she was laying on top of him, looking down at him. “Yes, our bond. And at the risk of sounding businesslike,” he said, “let’s talk about the future, our bond going forward. Let's agree an agenda. If not now, soon.”
Naomi laughed. It was so him. And her pleasure was multiplied because her position made her feel safe, yet cosseted. He looked like a roman emperor, lying as he was on the pillows.
"Not now, but soon." She ducked her head and kissed his chest, loving the intimacy of the moment. He moved his hands around her hips then cupped her bottom. She shivered, his deliberately possessive touch making her yearn for more. The moment was so precious. She rained kisses on his strong neck, his jaw.
With one warm palm he stroked her back, following the line of her spine up until that hand cupped the back of her head. “You’re making me hard.”
“I know.”
“I?
?m not done talking yet though.” His eyes simmered with heat, with control.
The way he looked stole her breath.
She waited for him to speak, to move on, but his expression held her in check. Even though she was physically on top, he was still the one in charge.
“I want you to know I’m picturing a relationship with you, not just crazy sex.”
The spectre of his ex-wife still hovered close by, but his words sent a dizzying rush through her. It was too much though, too soon. She wasn’t ready to trade it all, not yet. She tried to be nonchalant, tossed her hair back and smiled at him. “But crazy sex will always be on the agenda, right?”
“You push a hard bargain, lady.” His laughter rumbled in his chest and she felt it, her body rippling. “Okay, you got it. “ He winked.
She touched his mouth, loving how his smile made her feel. She reached one hand around his neck and opened her mouth to take his kiss. When their mouths met, they locked together.
His cock hardened under her. Instantly, she was wet, the pulse in her groin speeding. She didn’t want to say more, couldn’t say more. Nothing was going to stop this now, not doubts or wishes or words. Her core had turned to molten liquid and she was slick with juices. She pulled away. “I do have one major issue I need to discuss.”
“Yes?”
“I want to know about this rock hard erection I’m lying on.”
He rolled her over onto her back. “Open your legs and I’ll tell you all about it.”
* * * *
Georgio Melandros lifted a champagne flute, and encouraged Naomi to do the same. "Here's to your future, my darling. I'm delighted to be part of it. We're going to take the retail trade by storm with your inspired creations."
Naomi chuckled as she clicked her glass against his. Georgio had an infectious personality and made her feel the journey ahead would be as much fun as it would be a business adventure. The Pall Mall restaurant he'd taken her to was top end, with pristine white tablecloths and old fashioned silver service attention.
"Ah, here's Lucas," Georgio said, and put his glass down. "Now don’t be intimated. He looks like a stalking lion, but he can be made to purr."
