“I don’t want to be on the payroll or anything. If you need my help or input, I will do my best to assist you. I could use a break from work. I’ll just say I’m on vacation.”
“What about the rights to any music you compose?”
I shrugged. “I doubt I’ll be making any more music. As for the rights to the song I came up with before, you can have them.”
“I get more and more confused every time I see you.”
“And that’s not all.” I didn’t want to make this into a thing, but it needed to be said. “Don’t ask me about my past. It’s not something I talk about, and if you try to force me, I’ll walk out.”
“Anything else?” He stared at me like he was trying to read between the lines.
“No, what about you? Any rules for you?”
He nodded. “Whenever possible, I want you here, preferably naked. I also want you to come to the office. There, clothing is still optional. I think I’ve found a muse in you.”
I grabbed his belt, undid it, and kissed up his chin. “I’d rather have you in me.”
Reaching into his pocket, I pulled out a condom and held it between my fingers. It didn’t stay there long. Kissing my neck, he gripped my thighs tightly. Spreading them, I held the couch with one hand and his shoulder with the other as he thrust hard into me. My back lifted off the couch, and my legs wrapped around his waist, holding on to him for dear life.
He bit my bottom lip and I grinned, matching his pace. I forced him to look at me, our lips hovering over each other, allowing us to breathe each other in.
Looking into his eyes, I said, “Faster.”
His nostrils flared, and he grabbed my wrists and held them over my head as he rammed himself deeper…harder…faster, over and over again.
“Yes! Like that!” I cried as my whole body shook, as he filled me. I curled my toes on his ass.
God, I could go on like this forever.
Fortunately for me, this was only the start.
Theo
Stepping out of the bathroom with a towel around my waist, I dried my hair. I’d expected to see her in my bed, but she was gone. Her clothes were still on the dresser, though. Stepping out into the living room, I saw her from a distance, sitting outside next to my pool, dressed in nothing but my black shirt. Without realizing it, I was walking downstairs and outside toward her. There was something about her I just gravitated to. Everything about her was beautiful, from her long, honey-brown hair to the curve of her hips and breasts, which filled my hands perfectly. But I had met hundreds of women, all of them beautiful, whether it was natural or manmade. I was still stunned by her.
My cell rang. Pulled out of a trance, I grabbed it off the coffee table and sat on the same couch we’d just fucked on. The sheet she’d worn when she first came out was still on the floor. I had a perfect view of the city from this couch, yet I watched her instead.
“Theo. Theo?”
“What?” I snapped.
“What happened? We were supposed to go over set design for the gala with everyone,” Walter said on the phone. I heard a quick “hi” in the background from Tori before he went on. “This is it. We’ve gone through four designs already. If you don’t like this one, I swear—”
I took the phone off my ear and scrolled through my email to see it. “It’s fine, Walt.”
He coughed. “What?”
“I said it’s fine. Did you need anything else?”
“Yeah, can I talk to my brother, please? Whoever this easygoing guy is, he’s an alien to me.”
“I’m hanging up.”
“Wait!” he yelled, and I flinched.
“What?”
“The chick you were with—”
“She’s a woman, not a baby chicken.”
“Yep, you’re back,” he muttered. “Fine, the woman you were with today? Who is she? Seriously. She was… she was amazing.”
“In more ways than one,” I said, more to myself than him, as I watched her lie on the ground and kick one leg over the other.
It really was the best view in the city.
“You don’t mean…. Bullshit, you aren’t dating her.”
“I doubt the verb for what we are doing is dating.” Fucking, screwing, losing ourselves in each other, yes. But dating, no. I didn’t date.
“As long as you’ve gotten over—”
“Walter.” I cut him off before he could go there. “If there isn’t anything else—”
“Just wanted to remind you Mom is hosting a dinner at the end of the week. She wants all of us there. I think she found out what Arty did.”
Just thinking about him pissed me off.