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“I’ll be quick,” she calls over her shoulder as she enters what I believe is her room. She hasn’t been out of my sight for more than a second before I hear her curse.
“You okay?” I call, ready to spring up at a moment’s notice.
Sighing, she tells me yes. “I didn’t realize I’d gotten bleach on my jeans. Drat. These are almost new too.”
So that was the stain on her clothes. Bleach. Interesting. I’ll have to get used to things like that now that I was dating—and hopefully spending my life with—a stylist. I was intrigued to know more about her work. The shower turns on, prompting me to snap out of my thoughts. Reaching for my phone in my back pocket, I quickly shoot off a text to my driver, letting him know about the change of plans. With that done, I stand to take off my suit jacket and tie. Laying the garments over one of her kitchen chairs, I take in the small but homey space. Kim has put her unique touches on this place. There’s not much more than an open-concept living area and kitchen, but it’s bright with colorful knickknacks tastefully placed. I could imagine what improvements Kim would make to my cold and empty condo.
Half an hour later, Kim walks out of the bathroom, a trail of steam following her. I pause in my task of arranging her coffee table with our food and drink at the sight of her. She’s wrapped in a towel with droplets of water cascading down her shoulders and legs, and I’m stunned by her beauty. Even wet, her hair is thick and luxurious, calling for my fingers to get lost in their strands.
She looks just as stunned as I do, seeing the table. The gourmet pizzas that I instructed my diver pick up, along with a bottle of wine and dessert, are laid out on the table.
“How did you…” She trails off, her confusion turning to laughter.
Shrugging, I tell her the truth. “I know people.”
She rolls her eyes. “Of course you do. I was expecting a greasy fast food pizza.”
“Expect the unexpected with me,” I simply say. My fingers are tingling with the need to touch her. “Now, go get dressed before I lose all my self-control.”
Kim skips away, but not before throwing me a saucy look over her shoulder. Her bedroom door closes and I have to take a deep breath to gain control. When she dances back into the room wearing tight yoga pants and a crop top that shows off far too much skin for my sanity, I growl. Her eyes flare with delight at the animalistic sound.
“This looks delicious. Thank you.” We start to fill our plates, both suddenly quiet. It’s…comforting. Being with her like this, relaxing after a long day. I could get used to it.
“So, tell me, why was today so hectic? Or is the salon usually like that on the weekends?”
Nodding, she chews her slice of pizza. “It’s usually busy on weekends but I had a bridal party trail run today that didn’t go exactly as planned. The bride changed her mindagain, this is the fourth time, about what she wanted.”
“Are they allowed to do that?”
“Well, yes. But the wedding is coming up quickly and I’ve only practiced the look she wants once on her and her bridesmaids. I swear, if she changes her mind the day of, I’m taking advantage of the open bar. No one is going to stop me.”
“That sounds fair to me.”
“That’s why I was so late getting back here. She kept stopping me and making suggestions and undoing things. If Shelly wasn’t there by my side, I think I would have slapped her hands away.”
As she talks, I notice that she’s rotating the ankle of one of her feet, like it’s aching.
“Are your feet okay?”
“Just tired. Standing for so long and bending in awkward ways causes my feet to ache.”
“Here, let me.” I put down my plate and pat my leg, motioning for her to lift her leg.
“No. Eat. Eat! Forget I said anything.”
“Impossible. Give me your foot.” She tries to fight me, attempting to cross her legs under her body but I catch her at the last second. Her squeals of laugher have chuckles rumbling from me too. When I have her dainty socked foot on my lap, I begin slowly pressing circles to the arch. Her moan of delight has me going rock hard. Pizza and wine forgotten, her eyelids grow heavy. Kim’s body sinks deeper into the couch as I continue to give her the best foot rub I can. I’ve never done this before so I’m winging it. If her moans and hums are anything to go on, I’m going an okay job of it.
“Oh! Right there!”
My hands are in motion but I can’t tear my eyes from her. As if feeling my gaze, Kim opens her heavy-lidded eyes. Seconds later, she flings herself over my lap. I grunt when her full weight presses down on me, my hard cock weeping at the erotic position. Her damp hair spills over her shoulders, captivating me.
“This is crazy,” she says between kisses. “But I want you so bad.”
“I want you too, sunshine. More than anything.”
I wait for her to make the first move, dictating the pace. Instead of pushing away, she begins to grind down on me. I ache for her in a way I’ve never experienced.
Our lips part for a moment, her shirt flying over her head, leaving her in a tiny sports bra. The need to touch her, taste her is driving me forward. I need to make her mine. Claim her as she’s claimed me. My mouth captures her nipple through the material. Biting and licking, teasing her over and over. I trail my hands up her sides, exploring every valley and dip of her body. “More,” she cries when I move on to her other breast, flicking her nipple with my tongue. Gathering the material of her bra, I help her peel it up and off her body.
