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He rose and went to the door to collect the takeout.
I fastened the robe and returned to the table where he set down the food.
“Is this what it’s like, Paul? People have sex or make each other come, and then what? They just sit down and eat?”
He chuckled. I didn’t want to feel stupid, but I was still riding a massive high, so to simply sit and eat felt odd. Then again, I suppose it would be different if we were madly in love. Though how much sex could we have together right now? We were still getting to know each other.
“Sometimes you fall asleep straight after sex. Sometimes you’re full of new energy,” he explained. “Sometimes you want to have sex again. And sometimes, you eat because you’re hungry.”
I giggled.
He took my hand. “Honestly, I want you to learn to be open and relaxed with your body. Learn what it feels like for me to make you come. And know that our arrangement is not all sex. We can have a meal and carry on.” He leaned over and kissed me.
“You must think I’m silly.”
“No, I like that you’re comfortable enough to ask questions. You can ask me anything.”
His words soothed me. And somehow, that made it easier to just…carry on.
We ate and talked about my classes and his flight tomorrow to Connecticut to listen to a new artist he was working with through the recording wing of his production company.
After we cleared away the food, he clasped my hands. “What’s your answer? I want you, Nadia. Please agree.”
I wanted Paul, too. However, I had no idea how I’d explain this arrangement to my parents or any of my friends.Or how I’d handle it when it ends.
I took a deep breath. “Can I start living here tomorrow? Isabelle is in the dorm.”
“She’s not anymore since you have a cold, but I’ll make sure you have her new number and location if you want to see her.”
“Then maybe I’ll go see Xander. I feel kind of weird alone. It’s so big by myself…I never like being left alone. My birth mom used to leave me for days. I slept on my parents’ floor for years when I was younger because I was scared they’d disappear.”
My admission caught me off guard. I never told anyone but my parents about my life before. Fear gripped my heart at what his reaction would be.
Paul came over and pulled me into a hug. “I’m sorry that happened to you, and that I didn’t ask you more about yourself. I wish I could stay longer tonight, but I’ve got to be in Connecticut in the morning. I don’t want you left alone until you’re comfortable. My mom and stepdad live at The Dakota, and that’s not far from here. However, she’s currently unhappy with my personal choices.” He was thinking aloud, and I didn’t know if I should answer. His mom’s disapproval caught me by surprise.
“How about I have a home aide come over? She’ll stay right outside the door or in one of the spare bedrooms?”
I lowered my head and hid my eyes. He could have let me go to his place.“Okay.”
Paul took out his phone and had an assistant order a home aide to stay overnight with me. I doubted I’d ever get used to his influence on others. So surreal. A few minutes later, a text sounded on Paul’s phone.
“She’ll be here in an hour. I’ll have you over at my home soon. It’s late now, and my flight is early. How about I put you to bed and stay here until she arrives? I’ll make sure I’m more considerate in the future.”
I nodded and smiled. “Thank you.”
He brought me his arrangement contract to sign electronically, and I did. Then he kissed my forehead and took my hand, and we went into the bedroom. There, he pushed off my robe and pulled back the covers.
I climbed in naked, and he moved me to lie on him. He started kissing me again, and soon enough, his mouth was back between my legs, licking and sucking on my clit.
“Ohh, Paul,” I moaned his name softly.
Closing my eyes, I stroked his head as he pleasured me. I was growing hotter, knowing he instinctively gave me what I wanted and was so giving even in bed. I clutched his head as I came, and he kissed my mound before placing me on his chest. With his steady breath and warmth, I rested.
When I woke up later, I could hear the sound of someone outside my door, but in bed, Paul had left me alone.
The bed was so incredibly comfortable and warm that I overslept.
I’d also dismissed the home aide the next day. I couldn’t help but think my abandonment issues were a gross misuse of her time. To be honest, I’d wanted Paul to stay, but he put up a boundary. We weren’t starting a real relationship.
