Page 20 of Curvy Crush
“I have an appointment today. I need to get home.”
“You can’t stay for breakfast?” I ask, looking up at her.
She offers up a weak smile, but shakes her head.
“How about a cup of coffee then?” I ask, pushing myself up. The blanket we tore off the couch falls away and I see her eyes grow in size when she takes me in, in all my glory. “Come on. I can’t send you off without a cup of coffee,” I say around a smile, not making any attempts to get dressed.
“Okay, but first I’m going to have to ask you to put some clothes on. It’s dangerous to drink hot liquid while naked.”
I laugh. “Alright,” I agree, picking my jeans up and pulling them on. I zip them but leave them unbuttoned as I head toward the kitchen and brew some coffee. I bring both cups back into the living room where she’s sitting on the couch, gathering her things. I hand one over and take my seat next to her.
I watch as she takes a sip and her eyes move back to the fireplace that’s no longer burning. “Thank you for coming over last night. I shouldn’t have to say it, but I had a really good time with you.”
She looks over at me and I can see all the questions written across her face. “What was last night?”
I shrug as I take a sip. “Why does it have to be anything?’
I see her brows lift and I know exactly what she’s thinking:you just used me to get off.So I explain. “You completely snuck up on me, Lola. After my last relationship, I have a hard time trusting. It’s like I’m convinced that no relationship is going to work so I’ve avoided them ever since, but I couldn’t avoid you. Something wouldn’t let me. So maybe I can’t say that this is the beginning of a relationship, but I can say that this is the beginning of something special. At least, I think so. I can’t commit to you. Not right now. Not until I get in the right headspace and learn how to move on, heal. So, why don’t we take this one day at a time? I don’t want to promise you things I can’t deliver on. I don’t want to hurt you in any way. I just need time. Does that make sense?”
She presses her lips together and nods. “Makes perfect sense.”
***
After she leaves, I get the house cleaned up and I head to the studio to try and catch up on some work since yesterday was a bust. I pick up the paintbrush and the work just flows out of me. I completely lose myself in the art. It’s like I black out. Something else takes over and I know this feeling is powered by Lola. Yesterday’s thoughts of her were distracting me from my work. Today she’s fueling it.
When I step back and look over it, I hear the door open and I turn to see her walking in. She offers up a smile. “Hey.”
“Come look at this,” I tell her, waving her over.
She walks over and looks at the canvas. “Wow, you really got some work done today, huh?”
I smile, looking at her taking it all in. Watching her puts a smile on my face and she turns to look at me with a confused expression.
“What?” she asks with an amused tone.
“I just…” I shake my head. “I can’t stop thinking about last night.” I reach up and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. My hand lingers a little longer and I end up cupping her cheek and moving in for a kiss.
My body seemed to have different plans though because I end up pulling her against me and deepening the kiss. Her arms wrap around my neck and she pulls me closer. My hands move down to her hips and they start working their way up her shirt. She doesn’t stop me, so within a couple of minutes, I’m pulling the cloth over her head and walking her backward to my office. Her hands push up my t-shirt and I reach behind me and yank it off, dropping it into the floor with hers. I kick the office door shut just in case someone walks in and I lift her up to set her on my desk.
“Hold that thought,” I say, pulling away and walking around the room to close the blinds that hang over the glass windows. I’m back within seconds and our lips are right back on one another’s again. I reach behind her and unsnap her bra. It pops free, and her breasts bounce between us. Her nipples brush against my chest and I feel them harden. My hands fall down to cup them and then my lips follow, kissing their way lower and lower and lower.
I want to taste her. I need to taste her. I lay her back on the desk and stand above her, removing her jeans and panties and until she’s completely naked before me. I kiss my way down her body, over her breasts, across her stomach, and down to the junction between her legs. I part her fools with my tongue and the moment I brush against her clit, her hands grasp my hair and a whimper leaves her lips. She’s sweet, and wet, and oh so ready for me.
After she’s ridden out her high, I free myself from my jeans and position myself at her entrance, pushing deep inside and feeling like I’ve just died and gone to heaven.
***
A week passes and before I’m ready, Lola has finished her work. This past week has been better than I ever thought possible. Not only did I manage to get some amazing work done, I got to spend almost every minute of it with Lola. We enjoyed breakfast and lunch together, and often times ended the day in my office, making love again and again. But now her job is done and neither of us have talked about what it all means exactly. I help her carry her equipment out to her car and she closes the trunk. “Well, I guess that’s it.”
I pull her check out of my pocket. “For your time.”
She takes it with a smile. “Thank you.”
I nod, not knowing what to say. It’s only been a week and I feel like that isn’t long enough to change my mind on where this relationship stands with me yet. I don’t know what I want. All I know is that it’s not over.
Not knowing what to say, I decide to say nothing as I lean in and press my lips to hers. She kisses me back, softly and slowly. It’s a deep kiss that lingers and always leaves me wanting more. But this is the end of her working here so there is no more. I’m going to have to make serious adjustments to my life in order to get more and I’m not sure I’m ready to do that just yet. I tell myself that I just need a little time to figure things out and I pray that she can wait until then. I don’t know if I’m ready to turn things upside down yet, but I do know that I don’t want to lose her.
Chapter Seventeen
