growing. He didn’t want to scrape up Natasha’s delicate skin so he needed to keep himself clean s haven.
When he was finished and left the bathroom, she was still lying in bed, but she’d covered herself with the sheet. As he got closer he noticed her eyes were closed and she had a small smile on her face, in fact it was kind of the cat and the cream type smile and he wondered what she was thinking about. “What do you look so smug about?” He asked and she jumped at the sound of his voice.
He bent over her just as she opened her eyes and he got the full effect of the stunning aqua colour of them as she looked up at him. She didn’t say anything, just reached up and ran her fingers over his cheek making him glad he’d taken the time to shave. She kept going until she got to the lock of his hair that always fell forward, pushing it back but of course it just immediately fell forward again over hi s eye.
Unable to control the urge to touch her, Eric grabbed her hand and held it to his lips, kissing her palm. His heart skipped a beat when he felt her shiver, awareness of him showing in her eyes. God, she was feeling it too. That overwhelming, powerful attra ction.
He watched as her eyes moved down the length of him to the towel he’d knotted at his waist and he willed his cock not to get too excited. He couldn’t keep jumping her every time the thing stood to attention, but dammit, just her looking at him had the power to instantly turn h im on.
“Come have a shower with me.” His voice was husky.
“I need the bathroom first Eric.” She told him and he watched as she climbed gracefully out of bed and although he could tell she was a little shy about standing before him naked, she still held her head up and walked past him to head for the bathroom. He couldn’t help himself and when she walked past, he reached out and slapped her lightly on that gorgeous ass of hers.
He grinned when she squealed, jumping forward a step before hurrying off to the bathroom, closing the door behin d her.
While Natasha was in the bathroom Eric decided to find out what had happened to their dinner from last night, grinning when he found the covered dishes on a tray outside their suite. If someone had tried to get their attention, obviously it hadn’t w orked.
He carried the tray inside although it was obviously too late for them to eat dinner now. No way was he going to risk spending the rest of his week with Natasha sick from food poisoning, but they had to eat so he called room service to order something for breakfast. He had no idea what she would want so he picked nearly everything on the breakfast menu hoping that Natasha would find something she liked.
While he was on the phone she walked into the room, dressed in one of the hotel’s robes. She’d obviously brushed her hair because it hung in sleek waves down her back. She looked stunning, even in the robe and bare foot and he felt his cock stirring again despite them having just made love not that lon g ago.
She looked at the tray and then him raising an eyebrow and he pointed to the door of the suite vaguely. Still, she must have figured out what his gestures meant because she grinned and wandered over to the floor to ceiling windows of the living room to stare out at the view.
While he ordered their breakfast he studied her profile, feeling his heart clench in his chest. She was so beautiful. Ok he’d dated beautiful women before, mostly models, but their beauty was somehow superficial and in some cases man made beauty with a lot of help from skilled plastic surgeons whereas Natasha’s looks were natural. She wore next to no make up and yet she still looked stunning. There was nothing on her body that came from surgery either as far as he could tell.
As soon as he got off the phone he walked over to her watching the tiny shiver go through her body just before he reached out to wrap his arms around her from behind. It made him feel better to know that she was
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