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“Why am I here, why the wine?”
“In the cab you asked about our relationship. I didn’t want to talk about it there so I went around the question.”
Payton took a gulp of her wine; she was pretty sure where this was going and instantaneously became nervous.
Taking the wine from her hands he set it down. “Payton, I want to be more than friends with you. I came by because I do miss you, and I want to share this with you because it is a place that is important to me. When anything happens in my life—good or bad—you are the first person I think of to share it with.”
“Dixon, I think you know where I stand here.”
“Payton, I need to hear that you feel this connection. Since you have entered my life you have changed something in me. You make my heart skip a beat, something I didn’t think was possible.” He stared intently into her eyes, waiting for her to respond.
“I have never felt this type of emotional charge. I would be lying if I said it didn’t scare the hell out of me. But you have to be honest with me and tell me exactly what you are offering right now. Are you wanting a serious relationship with me?” Payton was so ready to jump headfirst in with him, but she needed to be sure he wanted the same thing. She had been with guys who had significant others before. But this time was different, she didn’t want to share him with anyone.
“I am saying that I like you, that I am in to you. You make me smile and you have set something off inside of me.” Dixon turned her head slightly with his hand and leaned in for a tender kiss. Payton responded with pure pleasure, meeting his lips, she slowly opened her mouth, allowing for their tongues to meet.
At first their tongues danced slowly, enjoying each other’s maneuvers, and then moved more hungrily, needing more of each other. He softly brushed her arm, moving to the small of her back, gently rubbing. As their kiss became more passionate and needy, he gripped her hip, pulling her toward him. His hands rubbed the exposed skin at the bottom of her blouse, playing with it as he began to explore upward on her bare skin, needing to feel her as close to him as if they were one. Their lips parted, sticking together as they were both left needing air. Still inches apart, his eyes stared at her, obviously wanting more. Payton had no control over the smile that spread across her face, she matched his longing stare. As they were still trying to catch their breath he rested his forehead against hers, needing to feel her, any part of her. A feeling he hoped would never go away. His lips found hers again, devouring her soft moan. This time the kiss was more intense, it was driven with a purpose.
Feeling an incredible electric charge of emotions, Payton followed his lead and perfectly shifted her body on top of his, straddling him while their tongues tangoed in lust. It was impossible to miss his hard cock pressed against her sex. Hands were everywhere; hers felt the strength of his chest and the pounding of his heart; his held her waist against him tightly while his other hand began to explore the front of her. He gently caressed her body, starting at the soft skin around her bellybutton and eventually moving up to her breast. Again they found themselves breathless, enjoying each other.
Dixon, not wanting to end what had begun, took her hand, lacing their fingers together. While holding her gaze he said, “I want to show you the rest of the house.”
Payton could not believe this was happening. It had started off being a challenge, knowing she couldn’t have him because he was taken. But then she began to know him and that was when it all changed. Payton actually started to really, truly like the guy. She could barely even admit to herself that she loved him. But he never actually said that he loved her, did he? What about his girlfriend?
Standing back in the living room, she couldn’t help but notice that no matter where you stood you could see the entire layout of the house. The only room not seen was the bedroom and that was only because the door was shut. As they stepped into the bedroom she saw it was as big as the living room and kitchen combined, with a massive bathroom attached to it. Payton was shocked that his bachelor pad even had a grown-up, dark wood bedroom set.
“I love your place,” Payton said, while trying to think of how to bring up the subject of Devon. Dixon gently tilted her head as he bent down for their lips to touch. Being with him here felt wonderful, like a piece of the puzzle had fallen into place. But she had to be sure they both wanted the same thing. She would not be able to put herself out there if they wanted different things.
Payton put her hand on his chest and slowly pulled back. It was one of the hardest kisses to end because it started off so slowly but then turned into a deep, long, passionate kiss that felt like it was going to continue forever. It was making her unable to think clearly, the passion from it flowed through her body, causing her clit to tingle. The overwhelming urge to have him on her, giving it to her fast and hard as they made love began to take over.
“Wait,” Payton managed to say. “What about Devon?”
“No need to worry about her.” He kissed her again as he began to play with the bottom of her shirt with his hand. “We have both known this was coming; we are talking tonight.” Slowly, he began to move her shirt up.
Again, Payton forced herself to pull away from his kiss. Dixon wasn’t letting the moment end so easily, he moved from her lips to tenderly kiss her neck. The little voice in the back of her head yelled at her to shut up. She didn’t want to mess things up with him. She wanted nothing more than to live in the moment but it all meant nothing if Devon was still in the picture. “Tonight?”
Dixon continued to kiss her on her neck, moving back to her mouth while moving his hand up her back and rubbing her skin, each moment his touch becoming rougher as his need became undeniable. He wanted her now, not a second later, as they had waited long enough. It was like a tug of war with them—talking and kissing. As much as Dixon wanted a release from weeks of sexual tension between them, Payton wanted it more. It was an urge she never had to tame or deny before. It took all of her strength, in wanting a real relationship and something more for them, to begin to pull away. Dixon refused and pulled her in once again. She knew that in the end this would be better for them and would make their time together stronger and more sexually satisfying once they were free of commitments. She could feel her panties wet from lust and her limbs shaking with desire for him. This was the hardest thing she had ever done, as she knew how easy it would be for her to give in. Finally, with so much emotion surging through her, she pulled fully away, making her decision final.
“I want us to wait until you have actually had this talk with Devon. I don’t want us to start off on the wrong foot.” She looked at him with pleading eyes.
Kissing her one final time, he replied, “Okay. She knows we are done. But I am willing to do whatever you would like.” He began to massage her shoulders, allowing for her tension to escape, still keeping his body close to hers.
He leaned in, whispering in her ear, “Can I change your mind?”
She could feel his tender lips on her ear while he spoke, nibbling on her lobe as he waited for a change of heart. Still in the moment, he began to move his expert hands from her shoulders to her breast, gently tweaking her nipple as he continued, keeping his body pressed tightly against hers. She could still feel his erect cock and knew he was just waiting for her to concede. Payton closed her eyes in enjoyment; a soft moan escaped her lips, letting herself go only for only a second until she realized what she was doing. She would have loved for him to place his mouth on her perky breasts and take a nibble to tease her, causing her to want to climax at just his touch.
Standing pressed against him, as she was not strong enough to move her body, she whispered into his ear, “As much as I would love that, I can’t.”
Dixon, realizing how important this was to her, began to give their bodies space but not before he pulled her in for a hug and said, “Come over at eight o’clock tonight; I’ll cook you dinner.” He respected her decision and deep down knew she was right in waiting. It would only make the moment of them getting together that much more special.
“Okay.” She stepped toward the door to put her shoes on, and with one final kiss responded, “See you later,” as she headed back to the office, leaving Dixon with his thoughts in his apartment.
*
“Lilly O’Neal speaking.”Impatiently, she answered the line her receptionist sent through.
“Lilly, it’s Ryan.”
“Ryan, I am really busy here. Can this wait?” Lilly was staring at a file with Payton’s signature and held another document to look at the handwriting. She would have to get a handwriting expert to come in.
