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“Mhm.”
“How much?”
“Enough to be thinking of skipping dinner myself and take a bath instead.”
“Hmm.” I heard the rustle of leather. He must have leaned back in his chair. I knew was listening. I knew he was intrigued.
So I continued. “I’d lay in the water with my eyes closed. Sip on wine.”
“Chardonnay.”
“I’d light up a candle.”
“Vanilla?”
“Definitely vanilla.”
“Lucille?”
“Sam.”
“Are you touching yourself right now?”
His words compelled me to look down at my hands. Oh, geez. I didn’t realize I was fondling my breasts. My nipples were full-on taut already. Sam’s effect on me was just as powerful over the phone as when he was the one touching me. “Are you?”
“Lucille, if I touch myself right now, I’ll be sending another suit to the dry cleaners with a very different stain on my pants and you’re to blame again.”
With a satisfied smile on my lips at knowing I had the same effect on him too, I drank from my wine glass. “You should go back to work.”
“How am I supposed to concentrate when I know you’re waiting for me?”
“Then come to me and eat.”
“I’m more like craving to taste the chef now. What underwear are you wearing right now? Let me guess, your favourite pink thong?”
“No. Blue. All lace.”
“Hm. Blue. My favourite.”
“I know.”
“You wore them for me?”
“Only for you.”
“Wow. Dinneranddessert just for me. Now it would be rude of me if I cancel, right?”
“Very rude indeed.”
“I’ll be there in a ten.”
The second the line went dead, I shot up from the sofa and ran to peer from behind the window, eagerly anticipating Sam’s arrival. Oh, dear. Was this what lust made you do? There I was, acting like the neighbourhood watch or, more fittingly, like a desperate fool who couldn’t wait to get my hands in my boss’s pants.
Nine minutes later, the Mercedes was parked right across the street. The streetlight above the car allowed me to faintly recognize Sam’s movements as he loosened his tie and discarded it on the backseat where his jacket was hung. Then he exited the car and jogged to my apartment while his fingers flicked the top buttons of his shirt.
Look at him. As gorgeously sexy as he looked in his suit, I couldn’t wait to see his gloriously naked body. My mind would always picture this man naked. Even at his office at his desk, he’s naked. Or sitting beside me at meetings, naked. Or him passing by my office to fire up my day with his good morning, yep naked too.
When the buzzer announced his arrival, my hand was already on the doorknob. The door was barely halfway open when I was pushed back and pinned to the wall by Sam’s body as his lips planted on mine. He kissed me hard, yet tender and sweet. “Sorry I’m late.” He kissed me again. “Sorry I wasn’t coming.” Another kiss. “Sorry I kept you waiting.”
