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“What are you doing?”
“Oh Carrie just left to go home and I decided it was a good time to get washed up a bit. Especially now that I have all these gorgeous clothes. Thank you again for that.”
I strain my ears and hear more water sloshing. My cock gets hard in my pants instantly picturing what I think she’s doing. “Are you in the bath?”
“Mmhmm, I hope that’s okay. I even found some bath salts that looked like they’d never been opened.”
“Ahh, yeah … did you find everything else that you needed?” I ask.
“No, not everything.” She purrs softly into the phone.
“Hmm? What else did you need?” The tension crackles even through the phone. Everything about this woman just draws me in.
“Well, I could use a few orgasms. I’d rather not use my fingers. Not the same as your cock, but since I’m all alone I guess it’ll have to do.” She sighs and I hear the water slosh again.
“I’m coming. Give me ten minutes. I’ll be right there.” I’m already out of the chair and rushing from my office. There’s nothing for me to do here. My woman is waiting and ready for me back at home. That’s where I need to be right now.
“I don’t know if I can wait that long. I hope you get here in time. Bye babe.” She hangs up the phone, leaving me speechless. If I had a helicopter right now I’d be flying home, but since I only have my car I’m going to have to get there the old fashion way by cursing everyone out so they get off the road.
* * *
It’s already after four in the afternoon. Ella and I’d spent the time she should’ve been using getting dressed having sex. Not that I’m complaining. I’d rather be late than miss out on any of the loving she’s willing to give me.
“I’ll be out in five minutes. Promise!” Ella says through the bathroom door. She had pulled the blush-colored dress she chose to wear into the bathroom with her and that was the last I saw of her over an hour ago.
“Don’t worry about it. This is as much my fault as it is yours.” I say sitting on the bed with my laptop on my legs. I’m all dressed up in my tux, but I figured while I wait for her to be done I’d try to get a handle on some of that work I didn’t get done at the office.
“It’s your fault, all your fault.” She yells at me through the door. “My legs stopped working for a good twenty minutes.”
“You said you needed orgasms. I didn’t want to be the one who didn’t deliver.” I laugh and continue to scroll through some of the emails.
The door to the bathroom opens, but I’m right in the middle of writing out this email, “And deliver you did Mr. Snow.” I hear her say. I hit send and let my eyes go up to hers.
I jump up so fast my laptop goes crashing to the ground. “Holy shit,” I mutter and just stare at her.
“Holy shit.” She giggles and rubs her hands down her legs. “I’m not sure if that’s the reaction I was searching for.”
“Ella, you look so beautiful. I can’t … wow.” I feel like an idiot just standing here with my laptop at my feet while I stare at her, but it’s like the neurons in my brain aren’t firing correctly.
“Thank you, Percy, you look very handsome yourself.” Ella walks over to me and bends down to pick up the laptop. When she leans over to put it on the bed It takes everything in me not to just throw her onto the bed and rip that dress off.
“I think we should go.” I clear my throat and back away from her slightly.
“Sure. I think I have everything. Are you okay?” She asks, reaching out for me.
“If you touch me I promise you we won’t be leaving. I have to show up …” My eyes trail from her hair to her face to the small hint of cleavage she has and I just want to pull the top of her dress down so I can suck on her pert nipples. “Fuck, we have to go.” My hand drops down to my pants and when she sees my cock starting to tent my tux pants she laughs and walks by me.
What the hell am I going to do with her? Furthermore, what the hell am I going to do about my constant reaction to her?
I grab my wallet off the table and stick it into my side pocket before I follow the woman who could take me down on my knees with just one look.
24
ella
Percy drivesus to the charity event in his Rolls Royce. Every mile in the car I grow more tense. I’ve never been in a car that’s even half as expensive as this car and he is driving it around town like it’s the most normal thing to do. Every time he hits a pothole or stops at a light I am saying my prayers that nothing happened to the beautiful car.
Not me. I didn’t pray for myself. I prayed for nothing to happen to the car.
