“Thanks.”
“Alright, call me if you need me. Love you.”
“Love you too,” he said and hung up. When I turned the corner, Breeze stood in the middle of the doorway, frozen like she had seen a ghost.
“What’s wrong with you?” I questioned her.
“I know that this is supposed to be transactional, and it’s a don’t ask, don’t tell situation. But you know all my business. Wasthat your wife?” she asked, eyes wide at the realization she never thought to ask me if I was in a relationship or not.
I chuckled at her, “Nah, I’m not married, Breeze. That was my son.”
“Oh.” I could see her shoulders fall and relax. “The kid that I saw you with at the steakhouse? You look just alike. Are you in any kind of a relationship?” She asked as she flopped on the bed. This time, I took the place on the couch where she was sitting earlier.
I didn’t mind her asking questions, “No, I’m not in a relationship. I’ve been single for about four years.”
She gave me a skeptical look and then nodded.
“Can I tell you something, doc?”
“Hell nah, don’t call me that. Call me Q,” I corrected her. I told her once she signed that NDA, the space between us would be different.
“Well, Q, I underestimated how awkward this would be.” She laughed as she fell back onto the bed, then sighed.
“Look, Breeze. I told you that today is whatever you want it to be. It’s no pressure.” I told her for the second time.
She sat back up, and her fingers twisted the end of her dress. Silence filled the room as she was there, lost in her thoughts.
“You ever have a moment where you can feel the air change?”
I was confused by her question, “What do you mean?” I asked as she got up and slowly walked over to the couch I was sitting on, then threw her legs on either side of me. One after the other. She cupped the back of my neck. Instinctively, my hands went to her ass. I palmed it as she stared at me with those doe-shaped eyes.
She didn’t answer; instead, her lips found mine again. This time, I deepened the kiss, taking one hand off her ass and bringing it to the back of her neck and holding her there. She moaned into my mouth and slowly started grinding in my lap.
Breaking the kiss, I pulled the strap of her dress and let it fall off her shoulder, and the prettiest breast came into view. Leaning forward, I sucked and bit one of her nipples, as she moaned and palmed the back of my head.
Sliding to the edge of the chair, I stood, and she wrapped her legs around me in an effort to hold on. I walked her over to the edge of the bed and stood her there. Once her feet were on the ground, she looked up at me with her bottom lip sucked into her mouth.
“Take that off,” I said as I waited for her to shimmy out of the dress that she was wearing. Without words, she did as she was told. I took a step back as my eyes raked her body. She was fine as fuck both in and out of clothes. My dick reacted at the sight of her immediately. Her arms hugged her waist under my stare, so I had to check with her once again before I took it any further.
I backed her backwards toward the bed, “Breeze, you good?” I checked. She smiled through low, hazy eyes and nodded.
“Use your mouth,” I said, tapping her chin, and she stood up a bit straighter, her brows furrowed with surprise. I could tell that she was flustered by the gesture.
“Yes, Q. I’m fine.” She said, sighing as she got into the bed and slid upwards toward the pillows.
If we were going to be in this room, she was going to have to cut the good girl act. Or maybe she wasn’t acting, and I just had to turn her up.
I got in behind her, and she parted her legs to let me between them. We kissed again, and even if I didn’t want to be intimate during this interaction, I couldn’t deny the fact that whatever sexual attraction between us was way too strong not to be.
I trailed my kisses from her mouth to her neck, then her shoulder as I made my way down between her legs. Underneath me, she squirmed as she palmed the back of my head and moaned. Parting her legs, I came to face the prettiest pussy thatI had ever seen. She was freshly waxed, and her pussy was wet for me.
“Q…” She gasped as I bit the inside of her thigh. Before I dove face-first into her pussy.
The only thought in was head was that she didn’t know what she had just started.
Chapter seven
Breeze
