“You feel so good,” I whisper in his ear, his thrusts getting quicker, harder, sending me into orbit.
“You’re gonna make me come,” I cry out, getting closer each second.
“Come for me, Katherine. I want you to.”
When he says my name, it’s too much, causing my body to convulse in orgasmic spasms. Alex follows seconds later, finding his release with each thrust into me.
Holding on to each other, our bodies still intertwined, Alex and I look deep into each other’s eyes, while catching our breath.
“That was incredible,” Alex says softly, gently kissing my bottom lip.
Later, we finally make our way to Alex’s bedroom. We lay atop the soft cotton bed sheets, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking. Like a contented cat, I curl up bedside him and drift off into a deep sleep.
Alex awakes in the middle of the night, unable to sleep. He looks down at Katherine, watches her sleep for a few moments. He gently brushes a strand of hair off her face, careful not to disturb her.
He pads to the kitchen, gets a glass of water, and sits down at his desk. The Cosmo Hotel is in the final stages of construction. Alex is anxious for the property to be completed. Normally, he doesn’t look forward to the end of a project – he is usually so immersed in the process of building a hotel, that he is a bit saddened once it’s finished. Not this time, though. Everything is di
fferent now. Once the Cosmo Hotel is ready for operation, he and Katherine will return to his country estate for an extended holiday, Alex decides. Well, that is, if Katherine agrees to go, he muses.
He takes another gulp of water and walks to the living room, looks out at the night sky. Alex knew why he couldn’t sleep. It was Katherine. He was……well, he didn’t even want to form the words in his mind. It scared him to know he could feel so deeply for someone. Scared him and excited him at the same time.
Alex knew Katherine was the right woman for him. Kind, intelligent, and gorgeous all wrapped up in a sexy Southern package. He was ready for a real relationship. The one night stands, the flings, the skirt chasing – it was all a thing of the past.
Katherine was the center of his world now. He thought about his past, about MI-5, Michelle, his years wandering and drifting around, and how lost he felt. Alex knew he needed to tell Katherine everything, and he would. They would finish the Cosmo, return to his countryside home, and he would bear his heart and soul to her.
Alex, feeling more settled now, returns to bed, quietly crawling in beside Katherine. She was still sound asleep, breathing deeply. Alex turns to his side, spooning Katherine. Soon Alex drifts off, his mind at ease, ready to let go of his past, dreaming of his future.
Chapter 28
Nick boarded the 7:00 am flight to Paris, France. It was a short flight, only an hour long. Nick sat in his seat, patiently waiting for take-off. A pretty brunette flight attendant walked by, smiling brightly, while assisting passengers. Nick stared when he saw the flight attendant – she had a striking resemblance to Nicole. Nick’s heart beat faster, his breathing shallow. Was she……..Nicole? Suddenly, he could feel the airplane getting smaller, crushing in on him.
No, Nick reassured himself. He had done his homework. She couldn’t possibly be Nicole. Nicole now lives in Paris, working at some fancy art gallery on the Rue de Seine.
The flight attendant walked down the aisle, passing Nick on her way. Abruptly, Nick reached out, grabbed her hand.
“Yes, sir? May I help you?” the flight attendant asked, attempting to pull away from Nick’s grasp.
“Uhh…..” Nick stuttered, unsure of what to say. He stared at the flight attendant, studying her features, trying to distinguish this woman from Nicole.
“Are you okay, sir?” The flight attendant bent down a little closer to Nick, a mixture of concern and caution on her face. The last thing she wanted to deal with was some weirdo passenger – it was too early for that, she thought.
Nick blinked rapidly a couple of times, his eyes focusing on the flight attendant, her face becoming clearer. No. She was definitely not Nicole – Nicole was much prettier than this woman. Nick, certain of this, released her hand.
“Yes, I’m fine. I just need some water, please.” Nick plastered a smile on his face, slowed his breathing.
“Certainly, sir.” The flight attendant hurried off, glad to be away from the passenger. Something about him gave her the creeps.
Nick sipped his water, while he looked out of the airplane window, flying over the English Channel. Soon he would be in Paris. He was looking forward to getting reacquainted with Nicole.
*
Nicole slipped her key into the front door, grateful to hear the click of the deadbolt sliding. It had been a long day at the gallery. She had been busy assisting a well-known, and very temperamental artist set up his upcoming exhibition for the following evening. It was to be a showing of his latest works of art, a collection of vibrant paintings of the City of Light. Nicole and the rest of the team at the gallery expected a huge turnout.
Nicole pours herself a glass of wine before going to her bedroom. Slipping out of her heels, she stretches out on her bed, relaxing.
She hears a buzz and reaches for her phone. A text from Jacques, her French boyfriend. Nicole smiles while reading his text, letting her know he would be stopping by after work. She and Jacques had been seeing each other for almost a year, having met after Jacques bought a piece of artwork from Nicole. Jacques was very charming, very French, and Nicole was very much in love with him.
Nicole turns on the water, ready for a long, hot shower. She strips down, turns on some music, and steps inside. Nicole takes her time lathering up, the steamy, hot water helping to release the tension in her shoulders, while she sings along with the music.