My heart is pounding in panic, I’m fucking things up here, again - I know Lucia and if I push her too hard she’ll back into a corner and we’ll be back to square one and right now all I want to do is bury myself inside her sweet pussy again. “No, we have no choice in the matter. But you will give me the week you took from me. We therefore have three weeks before we decide what to do.”
‘No other rules in addition to this?”
“No.”
She nods in acceptance of my terms. Thank fuck for that. The thought of another week, like the one I’d just spent, without her was unthinkable.
“Lu?”
“Yes?” She turns to grab her jacket as I make my way over to her, naked, cock hard and searching and I see her eyes cloud with desire.
“You can’t leave until we’ve sealed the deal beautiful.” I bite gently on the soft flesh at her shoulder, inhaling her Lulu scent and hear her moan. It makes my balls tighten and I reach around to grab both her breasts as she leans back into me, teasing each nipple until they’re as hard as granite.
“Seb? I can’t…”
“Ssh.”
“Seriously, I can’t, I have to go.”
I push my cock into her behind so she can feel what she does to me. “This is what you do? I’m a walking hard-on - like a fifteen year old boy. I just can’t get enough of you and the thought of you leaving without me getting you off one last time is sacrilege but ok, if you need to get back to work I’ll understand. I won’t lick a trail up your inner thigh, then delve inside you and up and over your clit, whilst you suck my cock and we milk each other dry.”
I feel her legs tremble but rather than continue, I plant a kiss across her cheek and walk away, grabbing my boxers en route. I’m sitting on the edge of the bed with my back to her, when I hear her husky voice speak for the first time in minutes. “Wait! Leave them.”
Turning around, my breath leaves my body as I find her gloriously naked, vulnerable and waiting and once again open for me - her hand tapping her neat little pussy.
“Come, Mr Silver, if you’d just like to put your signature, right here.”
As I head into work, my phone vibrates in my bag and finally locating it in the ashtray that it was, I see Abby’s face lighting up my screen.
“Morning you, bit early for FaceTiming isn’t it?” We hardly ever FaceTime each other?
“Oh - I pressed it by accident.”
Hmmpph – yeah right, she was checking up on my appearance since seeing Sebastian, for sure.
“No red swollen eyes. Glow is back. You look good, I take it everything went Ok yesterday?”
“I take it you knew all about Nathan and Sebastian setting me up yesterday?” I put my best schoolteacher voice on; in complete disapproval of the way they went about it.
“I’m sorry, Lu, but you wouldn’t see reason. You needed to let him explain. He’d spoken to Na & I, and once I heard his side of things, I knew you needed to give him a chance. It’s only cos I love ya!”
I smirk at the last line. “I know but I was seriously pissed at the time. But you’re right - it pushed us to sort through things though, I suppose.”
“It’s me, babe, I can see for myself that he gave you a good sorting.”
Her words put doubts into my mind. Maybe I relented too quickly? Crap! I won’t be keeping it to myself for as long as I’d like then. She could read me like a kindle. “I don’t know what you mean.”
“Hmmm. OK - have it your way but a glass of wine or three tonight will get it out of you. I take you have made up though, properly?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” Hey? I thought she’d be fuming that I’d caved so quickly.
“Yes it’s about time. Seb fucked up there’s no doubt about it, but anyone can see that you and he are meant to be together.”
“Look, Abs, everything Ok your end? I’ve just landed at work, so need to ring off and unlock and oh shit! I can see Leo making his way over.”
My heart sinks. “Ooh lucky you – fine I’ll let you go – all good my end but I want plenty of details about last night; fancy a night in with Pizza and a movie?”
“Sounds great, Abs. You are a good egg aren’t you?”
“What?”
“Looking out for me.”
“I’m doing nothing of the sort. Its purely for selfish reasons as I want to ask your advice about a few things.”
“Oh?” I can sense something in her usually cheer tone.
“We’ll talk later. I have news.
“Alright, Little Miss Meddler. Better go - see you at mine, say 7pm?”