She could have handled all of this with a phone call and didn’t need to put out the effort to not only track down my home address but come all the way over here tonight. I appreciate that she did – I’m glad to see her. And it shows me that perhaps she’s willing to put in some effort to help build this thing between us rather than let me do all the chasing. I like that thought and want to believe it.
“Who’s watching your dad?” I ask.
“My cousin Nadia is with him.”
I stand up and walk around the coffee table, reaching down to take her hand. Berlin gives me a flirtatious smile as I pull her to her feet. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her to me, reveling in the feeling of her soft, firm body pressed tightly to mine.
“What are you doing?” she asks.
“I’m thinking that you didn’t actually come all the way over here just to deal with some trivialities that could have been handled in a phone call or an email.”
She hooks her fingers through my belt loops and looks up at me, that flirty smile playing across her lips.
“You seem pretty sure of yourself,” she counters. “Couldn’t it be that I came over because I believed it should be done face to face?”
I shrug. “I suppose it’s possible,” I tell her. “But, I like my thought better.”
“Mmm-hmmmm,” she smiles. “Of course you do.”
I lean down and press my mouth to hers, our kiss soft and sweet as our tongues mingle slowly. She pulls back, her eyes closed, and a dreamy look on her face.
“If you want to know the truth, I really did think this conversation was better done face to face,” she tells me.
“Is that so?”
“Mhm,” she nods. “But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like the thought of the fringe benefits of a face to face meeting.”
I smile. “And hey, at least we’re not in the supply closet.”
“I don’t know what you’ve done to me,” she says. “I went my whole life without sex, but now I can’t seem to go two minutes without thinking about it. What have you done to me?”
I shrug. “I suppose I cast a magic spell on you.”
“Apparently.”
She laughs and then squeals when I pick her up. I cradle her in my arms and carry her into the bedroom, gently laying her down on the bed. She wiggles around for a minute, a wide, indulgent smile on her face.
“This bed is amazing,” she marvels. “I may just go right to sleep.”
I laugh as I quickly pull her to her feet again. “Don’t even think about it.”
“Then convince me to stay awake.”
A wolfish smile spreads across my lips. “Gladly.”
Chapter Twenty-Five Berlin
Lost in the passion of the moment is my courage and conviction – not that I had a whole lot of either when I walked through the door. He’s right, of course. I could have handled what I needed to handle with him in an email. My real reason for coming over here tonight was to tell him that I’m pregnant, but the words vanished the first time he looked into my eyes.
And now, as his tongue gently caresses mine, all thoughts other than what he’s making me feel in the moment flee from my head. He grinds his hips against me, and I feel that deliciously long, thick cock pressing against my stomach. The memory of having him inside of me sends a pleasant shudder rolling through me, along with a wave of anticipation.
I pull back and look up at him, his dark brown eyes boring straight through me, laying me bare. His gaze is so intense; it ignites the fire inside of me. I feel myself growing hot.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he whispers.
My face flushes, I press my lips to his, and when he slides his tongue into my mouth, it nearly takes my breath away. His hands are on my shirt in an instant. I gasp as he gently circles my stiff nipples through my shirt. Teasing me. Enticing me.
He quickly and deftly unbuttons my shirt, and before I even know what’s happening, I’m watching it sail across the room. A moment after that, I feel my bra snap open and fall, my full breasts spilling into his waiting hands.
I moan softly as his mouth finds my breasts, his tongue flicking the tender, sensitive nipples. I’m so consumed by the sensations coursing through me that I let out a surprised squeal when my skirt falls to the floor, pooling around my feet.
“You really are a magician,” I grin.
“Just wait until you see my magic wand.”
I laugh out loud and slap his chest. “Careful with it. Don’t want to make me disappear.”
He gives me a playful shrug. “I was thinking more of sawing you in half.”
Our mouths find each other, and I part my lips, reveling in the feeling of his tongue doing a slow, seductive dance with mine. He pushes my panties down. As they slip down my legs, I step out of them. Sawyer lifts me like I weigh nothing and lays me down on the bed, stepping back to look at me fully naked for the first time.
Despite the low, soft lighting in the room, I feel entirely exposed in ways I never have before. I’ve never been completely naked in front of somebody before, and my skin feels like it’s on fire with embarrassment. I move my arms to cover myself, but he shakes his head and steps forward, removing them.
“Don’t. I want to look at you.” His voice rumbles and caresses me as warmly as his hands do.
As if acting of their own accord, my arms move to cover myself again, but I fight the urge. Sawyer stands there, drinking me in from head to toe, a look of almost euphoria on his face. He
