He turned me to him, pulling slowly at my lips until I relented, letting him taste me fully. He pulled back, closing our kiss, his eyes intent on mine.
“No touching. Don’t do it and I promise you it will feel like your first one.”
“Okay,” I agreed as he smiled warmly at me.
“I’m trying, Nina.”
“I know.” I wrapped my arms around his neck. “I think we should get away, you know. Just go somewhere. No past, no future, just the present.”
“I couldn’t agree more.” I felt my heart flutter with excitement as I took his slightly larger lower lip into my mouth, sucking greedily.
“Where are you thinking?” he asked, taking his lip back and tucking it in his mouth.
“Hmm, how about I let you decide.”
“I’ll think about it today.” He swatted my ass, dismissing me.
Walking outside, I sighed happily with a greeting. “Good morning, Cedric.”
He looked at me sideways as I greeted him. If he was expecting some sort of walk of shame, he would be sourly disappointed. I buried the guilt associated with Devin as we drove back to my house so I could shower and change.
When I reached the office, I kept busy throughout the course of the day, my needy sex pulsing constantly as a reminder of what was to come. I’d never been so excited. I thought about the ways he’d taken me last night, as an assured lover whose skills were phenomenal, especially in the area of knowing my body well enough to keep me in this state. By midday, I was tapping my foot underneath my desk, trying horribly to cure the unrelenting ache. As if sensing my discomfort, Aiden texted me.
Aiden: Don’t fucking touch it.
Nina: I really hate you right now.
I hit my phone. “Taylor, when is our last meeting?” Breathless, I needed this to end. I had no patience left.
“Our last meeting is downtown at four. I arranged it there because of the construction.” Our floor was currently undergoing serious renovations due to Taylor’s new position and our plans to expand.
“Give me that address.”
I texted Aiden with orders to be there at four-thirty.
It dawned on me suddenly that in my hours with Aiden I hadn’t once feared for my life, or worried about the state of it. I’d simply been living it. It reminded me of a happier time. A time when…
I was so done going there.
“Oh, what a tangled web we weave…when first we practice to deceive.”
? Walter Scott
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Devin
I looked up from my phone to see Eileen hovering over me on the porch. Hanging up, I looked at her with bored and impatient eyes. For three weeks, I’d been in this hell. Three fucking weeks all I’d known about Nina was that she was a prisoner in her own home, alone, and without Aiden. That much was comforting.
“We need to make an appearance at the Admiral’s Club for the Marions’ birthday party.”
“No, we don’t.”
“Devin, for Christ’s sake, I haven’t been out of this house in three weeks!”
My head was splitting with the shriek of her voice. I needed the space as well. We were close to finding out exactly who she’d hired, and as soon as that was solved, I would have my freedom.
Glancing at my watch, I addressed her. “Ready to confess?”