Page 39 of Connected By Stars
“I was looking for my bra and underwear. Sorry, I had my phone on the dresser and couldn’t find the one I wanted.”
“What color?”
“What color is what?”
“Your bra and underwear.”
“Black lace, why?”
I hear him softly groan on the other end of the line. “I just want to picture it.”
“I like it when you think of me, too.”
“I better get going,” he sighs. “I’ve got to open soon. Are we still on for Wednesday’s meeting?”
“I’ll be there. I was thinking we need to set up a photoshoot with the new boards that came in. Maybe some with you in them?” I hate to admit it, but the girls’ fan club he has goinghelps our algorithm. Products do much better when he’s in them.
“Yeah, we can do that. How about sunrise on Friday? The waves are supposed to be good, so we can also get some water shots in.”
“Works for me.”
“I’ll talk to you soon then. Bye, Bell,” he says softly.
“Bye, Maverick.” I hang up and finish getting ready. I’ve got to shoot for a local brewery today and want to get enough content to last the week. Pushing thoughts of Mav out of my head, I start visualizing the video footage I want to capture as I walk out the door with my camera bag slung over my shoulder.
Chapter Sixteen
Maverick
I setthe coffee cups on the desk and glance at the clock again. Bell should be here any minute for our meeting. I haven’t seen her since Monday morning. We both agreed it will be a lot easier to pass this time if we don’t see each other every day. Instead, we’ve been talking on the phone every night before bed. It’s something I’ve started to look forward to each day. My bed doesn’t seem as lonely if her voice is there to fill the silence.
I know Bell inside and out, from her favorite ice cream to the way she watches a scary movie through her hands, barely seeing the screen through the tiny slit she’s created with her fingers. It’s been nice, though, learning new things about her that the older Bell wants in life. We stay off the topic of her past relationships or my past with women.
Just the thought of her being beneath another man or someone else’s mouth on her body makes me green with envy, and I know she doesn’t want to know the details of the women I’ve been with, either. We can’t change the past, but we both believe it led us to where we are right now.
I look up from my desk when I hear her walk in. She’s wearing white cut-off shorts with a deep V black t-shirt,and my eyes immediately go to her breasts that are on display. Her hair is in a high ponytail today, exposing her neck. I reach her gaze, and you can feel the sexual tension in the room. It’s like an unspoken energy that weaves in and around us whenever we are together.
“Hi,” she says, her voice a little breathless.
“Hi, I, uh, have your coffee here like always.” I gesture toward the desk like an idiot. Why does she have such an effect on me? I’ve never had a problem talking to women. I’ve always been in control and so sure of myself. One look at her, and I feel like an awkward teenager that just saw boobs for the first time.
“Thanks.” I can see amusement in her eyes, and I know she can see the effect she has on me, and she’s eating it up. I’ll let her have her fun, but she’ll be paying for it later in other ways. Her begging me to let her cum enters my mind. I grin at the thought, and she raises her eyebrows. “I would love to know what you just thought about to put a grin like that on your face.”
“I bet you would. All in due time,” I say, laughing. “Nice shirt. If one didn’t know better, I would think you were playing with fire again.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about. I just grabbed the first thing I could out of my closet.” She tries to hide her smile, but her eyes give it all away. Setting her bag down, she pulls out her laptop and sits at my desk.
“Yeah, I’m not buying that. Just remember, payback is my specialty. Especially the payback that I have in mind for you.” I take a seat next to her and grin at her surprised face.
“What do you have in mind?” I can see the curiosity on her face.
“Nope. That’s for me to know and you to find out later. If your body can handle it.” I see her swallow and squirm in her chair a bit. Yeah, I definitely turned the tables on thisone and got the upper hand again. “Let’s see what you got.” I gesture toward her laptop.
She breaks her gaze and composes herself, getting back into business mode. Opening her laptop, she takes a sip of her coffee before going through the content she has scheduled for this week. I barely listen as I take in her vanilla scent.
She has a few loose pieces of hair coming down, framing her face, and I want to grab her ponytail and expose her neck more to me as I lick and suck my way down to her breasts. I see the barest hint of black lace from her bra when she moves her arm to show me another clip.
“So what do you think?” I meet her eyes, and she’s looking at me for an answer. I know whatever she just showed me is good, so I nod my head.
