having sex. She
thought it over for a moment.
“You’re certain you can give such short notice?”
“Positive. Of course once you’ve spent an entire week with
me, you might become addicted. I can be quite alluring.”
He wiggled his eyebrows and she laughed breathlessly under
his weight.
“So long as you don’t get sick of me.”
She tried to make it sound like a joke but feared she
couldn’t hide the doubt from her eyes. They might not be a couple, but she
really wanted to spend time with him. Maybe then he would decide to stick
around for more than just great sex. She mentally shook her head at the
thought.
It’s still too soon for another relationship.
She didn’t want this to be a rebound thing between them.
That would ensure failure even if it didn’t happen right away. Sol deserved
better than that. Everything he’d shown her so far told her he was a good man.
“I promise no one will care if I take vacation next week and
there’s no way in hell I could get sick of you. It took ten months to get you
right where I want you.”
She laughed and shook her head, then sighed contentedly as
the amusement in his eyes turned to something deeper and more intimate. He
pushed his lower body against hers and his hardness rubbed enticingly. His
kisses gentled her while he rubbed his fingers along the sides of her face.
“I can go in late tomorrow. Do you mind if I stay the night
again?” he asked against her lips.
“Please do.”
Sol groaned as he fought to go slow in his latest seduction.
He expected her to be sore after the past forty-eight hours. He certainly was,
but even being at death’s door wouldn’t keep him from pleasing her as often as
she allowed. His heart felt full to bursting knowing he would be spending the
next week with her. He had the perfect trip in mind and already planned on
spending his lunch break finalizing it.
I don’t think one week will be enough to get my fill.
He stood long enough to peel the covers back and then lay
down beside her. He took his time and savored the taste of her skin as he
worshipped her body. He pressed small kisses into the path traversed by his
massaging fingers. She moaned beneath him, wiggling as he tickled her belly
with his heated breath. He nipped at her skin until she tugged on his hair,
pulling him back to her mouth.
“You taste so good. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough.”
She stilled and he cursed himself silently for saying that.
Keep it light and temporary, dumbass. You don’t get to
keep her.
Rather than saying anything else to make her cringe, he
showed her with his body exactly how much he wanted her. When they were both
sated and exhausted, he curled around her warm body and rubbed his hand over
her belly until she fell asleep. He couldn’t quiet his mind enough to follow
her, as he tried to think of a way out of this mess. How could he show her how
much he wanted to keep her?
I have so little to offer, should I even try?
* * * * *
The week passed in a blur as Darina kept busy as far away
from Marc as possible. Every evening she worked late enough to follow Sol home.
He would make a delicious dinner then pleasure her long into the night. It was
easy enough for her to rise early and stop home for a quick shower before
making her way in to work. Sol protested the first night, wanting to sleep at
her place, but she’d insisted.
Thursday evening finally arrived and she rode the elevator
to the lobby alone, having decided to get some work done as she waited for Sol.
She smiled to herself as she remembered Monday morning. He lay in her bed,
watching her dress for work and giving his opinion on every article of clothing
she donned from her panties to her shoes. It was the most intimate moment they
had shared yet, even after having tasted and touched every inch of each other’s
skin.
I’m becoming addicted to him.
The memory made her blush and she pressed her hands to her
heated cheeks as the doors opened to allow
thought it over for a moment.
“You’re certain you can give such short notice?”
“Positive. Of course once you’ve spent an entire week with
me, you might become addicted. I can be quite alluring.”
He wiggled his eyebrows and she laughed breathlessly under
his weight.
“So long as you don’t get sick of me.”
She tried to make it sound like a joke but feared she
couldn’t hide the doubt from her eyes. They might not be a couple, but she
really wanted to spend time with him. Maybe then he would decide to stick
around for more than just great sex. She mentally shook her head at the
thought.
It’s still too soon for another relationship.
She didn’t want this to be a rebound thing between them.
That would ensure failure even if it didn’t happen right away. Sol deserved
better than that. Everything he’d shown her so far told her he was a good man.
“I promise no one will care if I take vacation next week and
there’s no way in hell I could get sick of you. It took ten months to get you
right where I want you.”
She laughed and shook her head, then sighed contentedly as
the amusement in his eyes turned to something deeper and more intimate. He
pushed his lower body against hers and his hardness rubbed enticingly. His
kisses gentled her while he rubbed his fingers along the sides of her face.
“I can go in late tomorrow. Do you mind if I stay the night
again?” he asked against her lips.
“Please do.”
Sol groaned as he fought to go slow in his latest seduction.
He expected her to be sore after the past forty-eight hours. He certainly was,
but even being at death’s door wouldn’t keep him from pleasing her as often as
she allowed. His heart felt full to bursting knowing he would be spending the
next week with her. He had the perfect trip in mind and already planned on
spending his lunch break finalizing it.
I don’t think one week will be enough to get my fill.
He stood long enough to peel the covers back and then lay
down beside her. He took his time and savored the taste of her skin as he
worshipped her body. He pressed small kisses into the path traversed by his
massaging fingers. She moaned beneath him, wiggling as he tickled her belly
with his heated breath. He nipped at her skin until she tugged on his hair,
pulling him back to her mouth.
“You taste so good. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough.”
She stilled and he cursed himself silently for saying that.
Keep it light and temporary, dumbass. You don’t get to
keep her.
Rather than saying anything else to make her cringe, he
showed her with his body exactly how much he wanted her. When they were both
sated and exhausted, he curled around her warm body and rubbed his hand over
her belly until she fell asleep. He couldn’t quiet his mind enough to follow
her, as he tried to think of a way out of this mess. How could he show her how
much he wanted to keep her?
I have so little to offer, should I even try?
* * * * *
The week passed in a blur as Darina kept busy as far away
from Marc as possible. Every evening she worked late enough to follow Sol home.
He would make a delicious dinner then pleasure her long into the night. It was
easy enough for her to rise early and stop home for a quick shower before
making her way in to work. Sol protested the first night, wanting to sleep at
her place, but she’d insisted.
Thursday evening finally arrived and she rode the elevator
to the lobby alone, having decided to get some work done as she waited for Sol.
She smiled to herself as she remembered Monday morning. He lay in her bed,
watching her dress for work and giving his opinion on every article of clothing
she donned from her panties to her shoes. It was the most intimate moment they
had shared yet, even after having tasted and touched every inch of each other’s
skin.
I’m becoming addicted to him.
The memory made her blush and she pressed her hands to her
heated cheeks as the doors opened to allow
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