sex for a shot at the inevitable publicity our relationship would lavish on them.
Give me a real woman. A wholesome woman to cherish with all my heart – to take care of and protect. I wanted a woman who loved me unconditionally for who I was, not only for what I could give them.
“Of course I’ll do it , Uncle Nick. Not as a favor, but because I really want to. I haven’t, as in ever, seen you this eager to be with a woman. So it's really my pleasure to take Olivia out after dinner so the two of you can, ahem, be alone,” she cooed.
She’s a perceptive one, my niece.
“Thanks, Sarah. I’ll send the driver around to pick you up at six. Then we’ll take it from there.” I heaved a sigh of relief. I knew Sarah would come through for me, but it was awkward asking all the same.
I quickly end ed the call so I could make dinner reservations.
Yeah, I really like d Natalie. At my age, I knew what I wanted – especially in a woman. And when I saw what I wanted, I would do everything in my power to get it. Time was inconsequential, it didn’t matter that I just met her. Either I’m in to her or I’m not, and it took me no longer than five minutes to figure that out.
But I could see a deep sadness in her eyes. Someone had really hurt her badly. That meant I had to go slowly at first, winning her trust and friendship. Really getting to know one another, so she could open up to me. I wanted Natalie to be happy. I wanted to make love to her without seeing that sadness linger in her eyes. That would take time.
I had to give her that – time.
Meanwhile, I would have to control myself. And the best way I knew to do that was to refrain from touching her. Because every time I did, a fire roared through me, demanding to be quenched. I couldn’t frighten her away with my want and passion. All in good time. But fuck, it would be hard.
She was worth it.
All I wanted was a real woman in my life and in my bed.
A woman like Natalie.
I was going out guns blazing till she was mine.
I always get what I want. Always.
Chapter Eleven
Natalie
During the day Olivia and I amused ourselves, doing touristy things. Yet my thoughts kept drifting to Nick. I couldn’t get him out of my mind. If only I had a valid reason to pop into MoMA just to see him. Waiting all day till dinnertime felt excruciatingly long.
“Nick said he was tak ing us for a special dinner tonight. And I just got a text from Sarah – we are going out afterwards so you guys can be alone. Subtle, very subtle,” she joked.
“Is that so?” I retorted, unable to keep the excitement from my voice. I had been aching for his touch yet had to settle for a chaste kiss on the cheek in front of the young ladies each evening. Being alone with Nick was all I wanted for Christmas.
“Just as well we’ve been shopping up a storm. Now you’ve got something pretty to wear tonight,” Olivia reminded me. I grimaced at how I had melted my credit card these last few days. She had talked me into buying more clothing in two days than I usually purchased over a full season. “Just in case,” she had said and sucker that I was, I hoped I would get to wear them all for Nick.
“Go with red tonight. It's daring and sexy – and Christmassy,” she threw in when she saw my eyebrows rise.
The dress I would wear tonight was a deep red silky jersey knit with a crossover at the waist, clinging to my body in the right places, just enough to make the absolute most of my assets, yet still be classy and elegant.
Out of necessity, I’d l earned how to dress for the cold weather in New York. Layers. That was the answer. Something light underneath a heavy coat, scarf and gloves that were instantly discarded once inside the cozy warmth of a building.
After my shower , I pulled on some of the new sexy lingerie we purchased that morning from Victoria’s Secret. I’d never thought I would be shopping there for myself when Olivia went into the store before. So much can change so
Give me a real woman. A wholesome woman to cherish with all my heart – to take care of and protect. I wanted a woman who loved me unconditionally for who I was, not only for what I could give them.
“Of course I’ll do it , Uncle Nick. Not as a favor, but because I really want to. I haven’t, as in ever, seen you this eager to be with a woman. So it's really my pleasure to take Olivia out after dinner so the two of you can, ahem, be alone,” she cooed.
She’s a perceptive one, my niece.
“Thanks, Sarah. I’ll send the driver around to pick you up at six. Then we’ll take it from there.” I heaved a sigh of relief. I knew Sarah would come through for me, but it was awkward asking all the same.
I quickly end ed the call so I could make dinner reservations.
Yeah, I really like d Natalie. At my age, I knew what I wanted – especially in a woman. And when I saw what I wanted, I would do everything in my power to get it. Time was inconsequential, it didn’t matter that I just met her. Either I’m in to her or I’m not, and it took me no longer than five minutes to figure that out.
But I could see a deep sadness in her eyes. Someone had really hurt her badly. That meant I had to go slowly at first, winning her trust and friendship. Really getting to know one another, so she could open up to me. I wanted Natalie to be happy. I wanted to make love to her without seeing that sadness linger in her eyes. That would take time.
I had to give her that – time.
Meanwhile, I would have to control myself. And the best way I knew to do that was to refrain from touching her. Because every time I did, a fire roared through me, demanding to be quenched. I couldn’t frighten her away with my want and passion. All in good time. But fuck, it would be hard.
She was worth it.
All I wanted was a real woman in my life and in my bed.
A woman like Natalie.
I was going out guns blazing till she was mine.
I always get what I want. Always.
Chapter Eleven
Natalie
During the day Olivia and I amused ourselves, doing touristy things. Yet my thoughts kept drifting to Nick. I couldn’t get him out of my mind. If only I had a valid reason to pop into MoMA just to see him. Waiting all day till dinnertime felt excruciatingly long.
“Nick said he was tak ing us for a special dinner tonight. And I just got a text from Sarah – we are going out afterwards so you guys can be alone. Subtle, very subtle,” she joked.
“Is that so?” I retorted, unable to keep the excitement from my voice. I had been aching for his touch yet had to settle for a chaste kiss on the cheek in front of the young ladies each evening. Being alone with Nick was all I wanted for Christmas.
“Just as well we’ve been shopping up a storm. Now you’ve got something pretty to wear tonight,” Olivia reminded me. I grimaced at how I had melted my credit card these last few days. She had talked me into buying more clothing in two days than I usually purchased over a full season. “Just in case,” she had said and sucker that I was, I hoped I would get to wear them all for Nick.
“Go with red tonight. It's daring and sexy – and Christmassy,” she threw in when she saw my eyebrows rise.
The dress I would wear tonight was a deep red silky jersey knit with a crossover at the waist, clinging to my body in the right places, just enough to make the absolute most of my assets, yet still be classy and elegant.
Out of necessity, I’d l earned how to dress for the cold weather in New York. Layers. That was the answer. Something light underneath a heavy coat, scarf and gloves that were instantly discarded once inside the cozy warmth of a building.
After my shower , I pulled on some of the new sexy lingerie we purchased that morning from Victoria’s Secret. I’d never thought I would be shopping there for myself when Olivia went into the store before. So much can change so
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