Chapter Twelve
Artimus
Seeing her only made things worse. The scent of her honeysuckle shampoo still lingered in my nose. Nina had a way of consuming my every thought, no matter how hard I tried not to let her do that to me.
I closed and locked my office door behind me. Then I pulled out my cell and tapped in a text to Artimus, letting him know that it wasn’t cool, what he and Nina had tried to pull.
Tossing the phone onto my desk, I went to lie on the sofa next to the window. Staring out at the clouds above the city, rather than at the busy streets below, I tried to forget about Nina.
The woman had plagued my dreams since the night I got back home. Every time I closed my eyes, there she was. Most people wouldn’t think that would be such a bad thing.
It was bad to me. Because Nina had knocked Natalia right out of my mind. No dreams of Natalia came at all. I’d lived with those dreams—which more often than not turned into nightmares—for four years. How had she suddenly made them all go away?
How had Nina embedded herself into my brain so much that I’d forgotten the anniversary of Natalia’s death?
It wasn’t right.
I couldn’t just go on and forget about the woman I’d loved. The woman I had planned to marry—to make a family with and spend my whole life with.
But Nina had come along and so easily pushed Natalia all the way out. And I couldn’t allow that to happen.
It wouldn’t be fair to Natalia.
Closing my eyes, I felt the familiar feeling of exhaustion creeping up on me. I wouldn’t let myself sleep that much. Not when every one of my dreams this last week had been erotic—and Nina the star of them all.
The guilt I felt was overwhelming. I was a wreck. A shell of the man I had managed to become after my fiancée’s death. And there was no one to blame for that but Nina.
As I lay there, berating myself for forgetting Natalia, I thought about Artimus and Duke.
They must’ve kept what happened to themselves. If they’d told Nina, then she would have led with that.
I knew it wasn’t Nina’s fault that I had let Natalia slip out of my head. But I did know that if I kept seeing Nina, then I would lose Natalia completely. And I didn’t want that.
My head ached with yet another headache. I had gotten one or two each day since the weekend had ended. Pulling the bottle of pills out of my pocket, I sat up and popped a couple into my mouth, swallowing them down.
Lying back on the sofa, I let the ibuprofen work on my aching head. With my eyes closed, it didn’t take long at all for sleep to take me. And then the dream began.
I went to Nina’s apartment, finding her there alone, her roommates out for the night. She wiggled her finger at me, beckoning me to her bedroom. “Follow me, Ashton.”
“Right behind you, baby.” I followed her like a lamb to the slaughter, unafraid, and without remorse.
My hands settled on round hips that were covered in dark green silk. She had on a skimpy nightgown that I couldn’t wait to rid her of. After I kicked the door shut, Nina turned around to face me.
The smile on her face told me she had something in mind. Her hands moved to my chest, stopping me from moving forward. She moved them down my body slowly, going to her knees in front of me.
Licking her lips, she undid my jeans, then released my cock. Her soft hands moved up and down me as she kissed the tip. My entire body shuddered with desire. I ran my hands through her hair. “Oh, baby.”
Her lips flowed over the head of my erect cock a few times as her hands stroked the shaft. Giving her head a little push had her mouth opening wide as she took me all the way in. She moaned with pleasure, her tongue running up the underside of my cock as she sucked gently.
I had to lean back on the door to steady myself as she sucked me off. Watching her as her head moved up and down with her long even strokes, I saw her in a glowing light.
Her mouth felt so hot, it seemed impossible. And all I could think about was how it would feel to finally put my cock into an even hotter place on her gorgeous body. My cock jerked as my cum spurted down her throat.
She drank it up then looked up at me, a bit of my seed dangling from her lower lip before she licked it off. I pulled her up, then stepped out of jeans that had fallen to my ankles. Her hands moved under my T-shirt, lifting it off me.
I took the hem of her gown and pulled it off over her head, leaving her gloriously naked in front of me. Her tits were huge, the nipples hard as rocks. Pushing her back onto the bed, I moved my body over hers, straddling her.
Playing with her nipples, I watched them grow even harder. “Shit, you’re beautiful, Nina.”