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“I can’t wait either.”
We kissed again and in truth, I could have bent over the bed and been taken then and there, but we couldn’t risk it.
It would have to wait until tonight — if Drake could stay awake that long…
* * *
The afternoon went fast.After we had a nice lunch on the patio, we spent the afternoon walking along the beach, with Drake filling me in on everything that happened while he was gone.
“Porter is a great guy, at least in my books. Young, gay, very ambitious. Open minded. And most of all, he wants me to head up the paediatric robotic surgery unit. Reproduce in NYP what I did in at Southampton.”
I squeezed his hand as we walked along, Sophie running ahead of us in the surf. She kept bending down to collect shells, stuffing them in the pockets of her sweater.
“And your old office? It will be almost like old times.”
“Except better,” Drake said. “None of the old people there to remind me of what happened.”
“A fresh start but in a familiar place.”
“Exactly.”
* * *
When we arrived home,we had a family supper, and after putting Sophie to bed, we spent some time with my father and Elaine watching the sun set and the stars come out.
Finally, we said goodnight and went up to our bedroom. I was tired but had a twitch in my belly at the thought of finally being alone with Drake.
We stood side by side at the bathroom sink, brushing our teeth, watching each other in the mirror. When Drake was finished, he waited for me to rinse and then turned me to face him, taking my hands in his.
He led me to the side of the bed and sat on it, with me standing in front of him. “Katherine, I want you. I need you, but I’m jet lagged. Seduce me. You’re in charge.”
I smiled, a thrill in my core at the sound of need in his voice and the command. “Sir wants to be seduced?” I slipped my arms around his neck, pressing my breasts against his chest. “This one is yours any way you want her.”
I kissed him long and hard, and while I did, his hands slipped up to cup my breast, squeezing it through the fabric of my dress. We hadn’t had sex for more than a week — almost two, and I was ready…
I turned my back to him. "Can Sir unzip me?"
He did and I let the dress puddle on the floor, removing my bra, and then panties while my back was still towards him, bending over to remove them, knowing that he would get a good look at me in the process.
"Why, Miss Katherine," he said, his voice deep, throaty. "I do believe there is quite a bit of a tease in you. Very good."
I turned and knelt in front of him.
"Tell this one what Sir wants her to do.”
"Why don't you decide? You take control.”
I did, leaning forward, on my knees. I unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off his broad shoulders. Then, I unbuckled his belt, slid it through the belt loops, and threw the belt on the floor. My next target was his jeans, which were bulging out from the very large erection suppressed beneath the fabric. Drake wasn't smiling any longer, his expression intense. There was a look of blatant lust on his face, in his eyes, that did something to me.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and lay on top of him, pushing him back onto the bed. We just laid there, my lips almost touching his and waited, wanting to see what he would do. He in turn appeared content to wait for me to make a move. Neither of us did anything for a moment and so I just enjoyed the feeling of lust that was building inside of my body.
I pulled back and looked at his face – his color was higher now, a flush over his skin. His deep blue eyes were hooded, waiting. I had to admit to myself that I enjoyed this – more than I thought I would.
I leaned closer and ran my tongue over his lips, starting at the outside corner and then back. He closed his eyes as if content to just let me do what I wanted. Then I kissed him, my mouth on his, lips parting, my tongue seeking out his.
What did I want to do to him? I wanted to watch his response to what I did, finding it to be very erotic. While I kissed him, I slipped one arm away from around his neck, my hand trailing down his chest between our bodies, running over a nipple, over his stomach, his navel, and he made a little sound in his throat of pleasure. I let my hand slide lower, touching the thatch of hair, then around to his inner thigh, taking care not to touch his erection – not yet.
He wanted to be teased? I’d do my best to tease him.
