At work, my client list wasn’t huge. I had a few emails to answer and a few data checks to do, but my mind was going crazy. The need I felt for her was pushing me off balance. I couldn’t think straight at all. Rhonda probably thought I was on drugs or something when I called her Ronnie. She hated nicknames. Something about how God had given everyone parents who had given everyone names, and why you would need to change the order of things? She said it was beyond her.
Fuck.
My need to be with Karly was off the charts. When my body felt this way, it was hard to get it to sense any rhyme or reason. It was more than just hard. All I could imagine was kissing her again, taking her, feeling my body on hers.
I called Rhonda. “Rhonda, I’m sorry I called you Ronnie earlier, but I had something on my mind. I’ll try to remember not to do that again.”
There was absolute silence as she pondered my words. “It’s all right, Mr. Jacobs. We all have moments sometimes.”
A bit later, I buzzed reception again. “Rhonda, I’m leaving early today. There’s nothing pressing, and Derringer can handle Tomkins this afternoon. He’s already smitten with Mr. Chan being on board.”
I felt a pull to go home and see Karly again. I couldn’t explain the feeling that washed over me, but I craved her presence. I wanted to feel the warmth of it.
***
It felt good to be home. I snuck into the silence and saw her chopping vegetables. She looked radiant with the pink sweater off and her little blouse hugging her shapely figure. The cut of it made my knees go weak.
“Hey. I’ve had an early day. I thought I’d come home and help you with dinner.”
Her beautiful eyes looked at mine, and the warmth of that gorgeous smile overcame me. “Oh, Damon, you surprised me!”
“I’ll just get changed, and I’ll help you in a sec.”
I pulled off my shirt in the bedroom and put a gray tee on. I added a pair of jeans, and I was back in the kitchen more than quickly. I snuck past Alexis’s room and moved closer to Karly. Her face flushed from me being close to her, and my dick found it hard not to stand to attention—at least not more obviously.
“Um.” There was a pause. “You can blanch the vegetables, and I’ll get the noodles ready. I’ve already marinated the meat.”
“It smells divine,” I said, speaking about her more than the food.
We stood alone in the kitchen, and all I wanted to do was take her, kiss her, rip off her clothes, pleasure her from head to toe. I wanted to see her breasts, to feel her pussy, and to kiss everything as she moaned while I made her come again and again. It was all I could think about as I watched her bend over to pick up a stray noodle that had fallen to the floor.
God, I was attached to her like nothing else. It was like there was an invisible cord holding us together. When I wasn’t near her, I craved to be. It was extremely hard to cope when I wasn’t in her presence. My dick wanted to be inside her, and I wanted to taste her mouth again.
“I better get Alexis up. She’s due for her activity book after her milk.”
“I’ll keep everything going here. I guess once the noodles are done, I just add them to the meat and vegetables?” I asked.
“Yes. Thank you.”
Her eyes lit up as she looked into mine. I knew she felt the chemistry between us. It was easy to tell it now that I’d spent more time with her. Around me, she fumbled without meaning to. We were having an effect on one another. It was better than good.
I relaxed while Alexis did her study and watched from the couch as Karly tutored her. The air could’ve been cut with a knife, and I was sure I’d kiss her after dinner. The stir-fry we’d made together would taste like heaven because it had her mark on it. Her cooking was something special, and I enjoyed it immensely.
Dinner went great, with Alexis talking about a new friend she’d made at kindergarten. His name was Riley, and he was really smart. Apparently, they had played dress-up together, and he’s been a prince while she’d taken the role of “the best princess in the land.” The prince had to get through alligators, lions, and tigers before he could rescue the princess. When he finally made it to her, they enjoyed a real feast with candy, ice cream, and “all the lollies in the whole wide world.”
After Alexis’s story with Karly, I waited in the living room and offered Karly a nightcap. We shared a glass of red wine together and sat closely on the couch. “I really like you,” I said, letting my honesty show through.