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Chils: One to ten minutes.
Before I can snarl at her over the text, the key turns in the door.
“You’re lucky it ended up being one minute. Why ten? Were you planning to crawl up the stairs?”
I help her out of her coat and kiss her, lingering over her lips and reveling in the heat and scent of her. I’m kind of addicted.
“Well, it always takes longer because Cesare’s stories are so riveting.” The two of them are practically friends now. “He wasn’t working tonight, so I’m here faster.”
“Thank God. I’m starving. Get changed quickly.”
She takes off her boots, her eyes lingering on me. “You’d like me to crawl to you, wouldn’t you?” She throws my comment back at me with a delicious darkness in her voice, and my cock welcomes the innuendo.
I seize her lips again. “We’re going to be late.”
“Massi will keep our table, or find us a new one.” She drags her nails down my back, her breath melting me into this change of plans. Almost.
“Go get ready, Chils,” I growl, and she laughs and saunters to the bedroom.
Ten minutes later, the shower stops running. I check my watch. Another ten minutes pass and she doesn’t come out, nor do I hear sounds coming from the bedroom.
I march in there, determined to drag her out even half-dressed. The woman really can’t—
I stop in the doorway, and all thoughts come to a screeching halt, my blood rushing south. Chils stands by the wall of windows, her back to me. She is wearing some sort of red and black, lace and silk lingerie and shiny red heels. Nothing else.
In the dim lights of the room and lit up by the city below, I admire her silhouette. The perfectly shaped skull, the long neck, her slender shoulders, slim waist, and that beautiful curvy ass. In the stilettos, her legs seem longer.
She is a vision as she slowly turns around. My cock strains against my zipper. I’m ready to pounce, and at the same time mesmerized by the sensual picture in front of me.
“That crawling comment got me sidetracked.” She sounds innocent, almost apologetic, knowing very well such a subdued demeanor would awaken the beast in me.
I loosen my tie and yank it off. “Maybe I need to punish you.” Her eyes flicker with excitement, but she looks down quickly to hide it. “Don’t move,” I growl.
I take my time unbuttoning my shirt, sliding it off my shoulders, while drinking in the beauty of my woman. I shed my pants and boxers next, my erection jutting out, almost painful.
Chils watches me. The only movement is her heaving chest.
“On your knees,” I order, and she drops. “Good girl. Now you can crawl to me.”
She licks her lips and swallows. I have to fist my cock, to ease the strain. Chils lowers her palms, touching the carpet with grace and delicacy.
When she moves, I almost stumble against the wall behind me. The swaying of her hips reverberates every fiber in my body, shaking me to the core. How did I get this lucky?
She reaches my feet and pushes up. Kneeling in front of me, she eyes my cock first and then she looks up, as if asking for permission. But I have other plans for her.
“Raise your arms above your head.”
A flash of defiance flares through her eyes, and I swear a blush covers her face. It’s the sexiest sight on Earth.
She lifts her arms up, and I use my tie to bind her wrists together. She is frowning at me now, a war behind her eyes.
I pull her up to standing roughly and she gasps, still holding her arms up, unsure. I cup her between the legs and I chuckle, feeling her juices in my palm even through the soft layer of her underwear. “Ready for me as always.”
I rip off her panties, shredding it to pieces, and Chils whimpers. I grab her ass, probably bruising her, but I can’t wait a moment longer.
This woman is everything. My partner at work. My girlfriend. My soulmate—one that discovered I had a soul left in me. My lover.
I hoist her up and pin her against the wall. She wraps her legs around my waist and loops her tied hands around my neck. I enter her smoothly and then we both still, staring at each other for a moment, relishing the connection.
