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The business trip I had planned for the next day was a never-ending nightmare. My fucking conscience was finally kicking in, warning me about the incoming disaster. I was way beyond just physical need and I had less than a day to find a way to dispose of the emotional part. Not that it was any longer possible. There was a time when I thought I could do it, when I could fool myself to believe her flawless body would be enough to satisfy any needs. But with each day my ambition to fight myself faded in front of the desire of knowing her close to me.
I kept thinking about the glass room and how that was only going to be only the first part of our evening. I had much more extended plans for us which would only end up with a long trip to my bedroom.
Shit, I was as excited as a high school boy going out to get his first lay. Even my body felt the same way, turning me into a tensed bundle of nerves. And the second I saw her entering the side chamber that led to the glass room, I realized the true reason why I was fussing about.
She was fucking gorgeous.
The emerald green dress she had on clung to each curve just like the outfits do to the movie stars coming down on the red carpet.
‘Hello, Brax.’ She was trying her best to be as seductive as it got. And she was fucking succeeding. I was falling straight into her game.
‘You’re early,’ I observed, looking at my watch. Five minutes early.
‘Maybe I was anxious to be here,’ she murmured.
I couldn’t tell if she was telling the truth, but my mind wanted to believe it as being so.
‘I didn’t realize you missed me that much.’ I raised from my armchair to pour us both drinks.
My eagerness to serve her didn’t pass unobserved. ‘You must’ve missed me even more. I don’t recall you ever being the one pouring me a drink.’
The instant she said it, I wanted to throw the fucking glass against the wall. Still, that wasn’t an option since it would only validate her observation.
I could no longer control myself around her and that was placing me in a short race towards the end.
‘I decided this is a special occasion.’ I gave her the glass, trying to heal things over when what really needed immediate fixing were the shits going through my mind.
‘You are probably right. It is a special occasion,’ her words had a certain intonation. The same one she used back of my office. An intonation of lust and indecent thoughts.
I sensed it as a calling of our bodies to complete a reunion that I’d been hearing for too long. With all capacities of self-restraint running down to zero, I sneaked an arm around her petite frame, drawing her so close to me that I was certain she had felt the unrestrained effect out chemistry had below my waist.
Fuck, how badly I missed her.
I couldn’t get the thought to abandon my mind as I was trying to make up for the lost time with every single gesture.
My lungs couldn’t get enough of her pheromone scent, while my lips were heading straight to roam the shape of her neck. Yet something stopped me. For a second I felt she was as nervous as I was, and that made me to momentarily return to my glass of whiskey.
Bea repeated my gesture. It seemed that my presence demanded her lately to stock up on the brownish liquor. I just couldn’t decide if that was a good or a bad thing. And the very next second, I didn’t care, like all instincts were melting away and nothing could stop me from fusing my lips with the path of her delicate neck.
I loved to watch her skin slowly crawl under my touch. It was like a secret recipe for my personal drug, and that exact drug was making my palms search for her voluptuous breasts.
‘Be patient,’ she meowled, asking me to do something that she could barely control herself.
‘I’ve been patient long enough.’ In, fact, much longer than I ever thought possible.
‘Aren’t we waiting for the show to start first?’ she was asking for the atmosphere, when I thought I was already creating it.
‘The show is about to start,’ I said just as the lights in the other room were lighting up.
‘What if we were to try something new?’ she breathed against my ear, incepting the idea into my conscience.
Newhad an astonishing ring to it. I was always open minded when it came to searching for pleasure. Little did I know hownewwas going to change my life.
‘What do you have in mind?’Just thinking about her proposal was arousing me to a dangerous limit.
‘I want to go on the other side,’ she whispered with an almost diabolical ring in her voice.
‘What do you mean?’ I had a very good idea of what she meant. I just couldn’t believe what she was asking.
