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When I’m satisfied with my handiwork on the floor, I fetch a change of clothes from my car.
Marr is already in the living room dressed in a deep green shirt and tight jeans. Damn, this woman has a killer body. Like all her other shirts, today’s is collared with full sleeves, but it’s not as billowy as usual. I get an eyeful of her delicious curves, still fresh in my memory from last night.
I place my clothes on the coffee table, and this time, I announce myself before getting close to her. “Hey, beautiful.” I hold her from behind, kissing her soft, nice-smelling hair. Now that I know she likes me and my touch, I’m having a hard time keeping my hands off her.
“Hi.” She turns around in my arms.
“Is it okay if I use your bathroom?” I nod toward my change ofclothes.
“In a moment.” She goes somewhere in the house and seconds later returns with a new toothbrush and a towel. “Here.” She hands them to me.
I take the toothbrush but return the towel. “Don’t need this. I’ll use yours.”
Her face beams at my crazy statement, the beautiful pink back on her cheeks.
Getting in the shower, I notice her exquisite shower gel collection. Jesus, this girl.
She is so paradoxical. I smell each of the seven bottles labeled with feminine words like sun, honey, cherry, wishes, and more, before deciding to go for the purple bottle labeled moonstone something.
After the quick shower, I get dressed and take a look in the mirror. My hand grazes my five o’clock shadow, which has grown a bit wild. Maybe I should add a spare razor along with the clothes in my sleepover bag. I’m eagerly looking forward to many more nights in Marr’s bed.
Entering the living room, I find her in those damn killer boots and a sling purse on her shoulders. A whistle shoots through my lips. “Did I tell you that you look fucking hot in these sexy boots?” I whisper in her ear before biting her earlobe. My hands grab her waist.
She shivers and murmurs back, “On several occasions.”
When she turns around, I kiss her with every intention of keeping it soft and sweet. But the way she falls into me tells me she’s looking for anything but soft.
My control snaps at her reaction, and I give her my all, which she returns with equal fervor. I suck her lower lip, and she mimics my action. When I push my tongue inside her mouth, she rolls hers over it. I can’t fucking believe she’s responding this way.
I open my eyes and find hers shut tight, lost in the kiss. My hands move over her body. I memorize the shape of her curvy waist and her heavenly breasts as I caress her through the fabric of the blouse. I’m itching to take it off, but I know with one touch of her skin, I won’t be able to stop myself. I want our first time tonight to be special. I am damn adamant on making this another happy memory for her.
I feel her nipples hardening under my thumb through the fabric. And when she rubs herself over my cock, I lose it. I jerk with a loud groan.
“Fuck, Marr. No.” I pull her gently away, creating a sliver of distance between us. Gradually, I get some blood flowing to my brain instead of it all going to my cock.
“S-sorry.” Her face turns beet red, a heavenly mixture of embarrassment and lust.
“No, baby. You don’t know what you do to me, or maybe you do,” I say, pointing to the big bulge I’m now sporting in the front of my jeans. “You responding this way is like fuel to the already scorching fire inside me. But as much as I want to do this right now, I want our first time to be special. I promised you last night that we’d have many more memorable moments.”
She lowers her head in embarrassment.
“Marr. I am yours, baby. You can do anything with me. Just give me today and then we can make love anywhere, anytime. Fuck, I have wild dreams of you in my office… doing what you offered last night.”
Her eyes widen in shock at my brazen words before she swallows hard.
I grin, looking at her as she smiles sheepishly.
I know she’s thinking about what I just said.
“You’re spending today and tonight with me. Tomorrow is a corporate holiday, so I’ll bring you back home tomorrow evening. No need to pack; just inform Kristy. Where is she anyway?”
“She messaged me last night that she was spending the night with Oscar’s PA, Beth.”
Sure. If we’re calling her date Beth.
“What are we doing today?” Marr asks, bringing my attention back from Kristy’s dating life.
“I know what we’ll be doing post dinner.” I waggle my eyebrows suggestively. “You can decide for the day.”
