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He walked me through his condo, and if I had more blood in the head on top of my shoulders instead of the head straining behind my zipper, I would have noticed more details. In his bedroom I was forced to reconcile my dream Sterling’s bedroom with the reality of the room I was standing in. There was no ornate poster bed. The room was sleek and modern with built-in end tables and a padded, deep-blue fabric headboard. Multiple shades of blue worked with charcoal-gray furniture and accents in cream and silver.
“Have a seat and give me a second to change.”
Sterling went through a door, and I fell back on his bed. I wanted this. I’d checked in with myself a few times, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t freaking out a little. Mostly, I wanted to indulge in whatever he had in store for me, but the awkwardness that I was sure would come, about two minutes after I did, wasn’t far from my thoughts either.
When he returned, black lounge pants hung low on his muscular hips and his broad chest was bare. He had a tattoo of his fraternity shield and symbols on his chest. None of the pictures of him on boats, in tuxedos, or in casual clothes did him justice. Getting the chance to see Mitchell Layton Sterling, Jr. bare-chested was my birthday and Christmas wrapped in one.
“Hayes, I really want to take care of you tonight. Will you let me?” he asked.
I was making a real attempt at getting my brain back online, and didn’t know or care much if this was for one night, or more. I needed to tell him yes. Hell, I really wanted to tell him yes. It was a yest to wanting him and wanting whatever he was willing to provide me with.
“Yes, Sterling, it would be amazing to have you take care of me tonight.”
“Okay, well, I only have two rules.”
“Rules? What kind of rules?” My tone was bristly.
His look was chastising even though his tone was as kind as it had been all day.
“I’ll fill you in if you let me finish. My two rules are one, for you to talk to me. Hayes, I want to make you feel good and to take your mind off things for a while, but I can’t do that if you don’t let me know when something isn’t working for you. You must be honest with me. Can you promise me that?”
“Yes, Sterling.”
“My second rule is for you to be fully present. I want you to give me your phone and put everything out of your mind except what is happening between us.”
“That might be a problem. I borrowed my mother’s car. At some point if I don’t bring it back or reach out to her—”
“You’re right. I don’t think we want her to show up here looking for you. Go ahead and give her a call, then meet me in the bathroom. I’ll go and get things ready.”
Get things ready. What exactly did that mean? I didn’t have time for two calls. No absolutely not. I could text Mama and maybe get Annie’s thoughts via text, too. I kept things with Mother brief and told her Annie and I were hanging out late tonight, seeing a movie and having dinner. Then I fired a message off to Annie. I wanted to call my friend, but she was loud as hell and there would be no way we wouldn’t be heard. So, text it was.
@sterlings things crzy
chat ltr & told ma was w/u
sfsg dnt worry
The three oh face emojis she sent in response made me laugh, but then I turned the phone off and went through the door that he’d used earlier. I was never so happy to be with a mature man who really had his shit together. The first door was a massive walk-in closet, which was immaculate, and that went across to another door that led into a bathroom that was clearly designed based on a spa.
“Well, don’t linger in the door. Did you let Ms. Annabelle know you were okay?”
“She knows I’ll be out, and she won’t be looking for me. I would love it if that’s the last time either of us mention my mother. Deal?”
“Deal,” he repeated.
That put a smile on his face. He came over and brought me into his arms again. My hands on his back were our first skin-to-skin contact, and I nuzzled his neck. I was wearing too many clothes and my sigh let him know how grateful I was when he pushed me back a bit and reached beneath the hem of my sweater to undo my belt and open my pants. I appreciated his efficient manner. It gave me no time to obsess, and I was sinking into the bath water he’d prepared with his help a few seconds later.
“You’re quiet. What are thinking?”
“I’m thinking no one has ever done anything like this for me before. I can’t even remember the last time I gave myself a luxurious bath. I’ve showered together with a partner, but nothing like this.”
“Do you hate it?” he asked.
“No. It’s different, but not bad different.”
We didn’t talk about it anymore. I relaxed enough that I was dozing when the sound of the water draining woke me up. Sterling gave me a towel and told me dry off and lay face down on his bed. I’d been that way for a few minutes when I felt the bed dip and his lips kissed down my spine. When he got to the spot that dented in above my ass, he stopped kissing started licking and sucking. It was the deep massage of my ass cheeks that finally drew the audible gasp from me.
“Too much?” he asked in the low rumbly tone.
