“Understood.”
I nodded, knowing that Joseph would follow through on my order. I heard movement behind me and turned to see Mia coming down the stairs. Her breathing hitched when I fully turned to her.
Her long braids fell over one shoulder. She wore a pair of lightweight shorts and a matching, off-the-shoulder, button-up shirt. On her feet were a pair of fuzzy slippers that showed off the white nail polish on her toes.
She stood in the sunlight of the living room and her face glowed in the light. My body tightened with need.
“I need to go,” I said, my voice thick with emotion. I quickly hung up the phone, not wanting Joseph to hear the rest of what was about to happen.
As I moved closer, Mia’s eyes traveled down my body. She stopped, her gaze bulging when she reached my cock. I hadn’t put on a stitch of clothing since leaving her bed. In fact, irritation prickled at the back of my neck to see she’d put on clothes.
I would have to change that.
“I was going to make us some breakfast,” she offered. She visibly swallowed, obviously aroused.
“Yeah, it’s definitely time to eat,” I said, moving closer.
She gasped when I clasped her by the waist and brought our bodies together before slamming my lips over hers. As quickly as I descended on her for the kiss, I pulled away and stripped her of the shorts. I was pleased to see that she wasn’t wearing panties.
“Good girl,” I growled right before picking her up and carrying her over to the table. I placed her right where a perfect stream of sunlight fell onto the table.
“Lean back for me, baby. It’s time for my first breakfast of the morning.” I parted her knees and tossed her legs over my shoulders. “Keep your eyes open. I want you to watch me devour this pussy.” And with my eyes locked on hers, I proceeded to eat like a man starved.
Mia fell back to her elbows against the table. Her eyelids lowered but she never took her gaze off of me. She watched while I took my fill, and I stared as her eyes became more and more glossy, her lips parted, and the most delicious sounding moans fell from her mouth.
Within minutes she was coming on my tongue. I lapped it all up and then some. I smiled against her pussy when her thighs tightened around my head. She could squeeze as hard as she needed to. I’d die a happy man with my face between her legs.
Fortunately, though, the orgasm let up, and her thighs slackened before I suffered any actual loss of oxygen.
“Shit,” she cursed, her eyes still glossed over. She appeared exactly as I thought she would, staring at me dreamily, looking thoroughly satisfied, sitting there in the rays of the sun.
I leaned in and nipped her bottom lip between my teeth. “I’m going to go get dressed.”
She nodded. “Do you prefer pancakes or waffles?”
I lifted a brow. Mia’s gaze went over to the kitchen. There, I spotted both a griddle and a waffle maker.
“Surprise me.”
Her smile widened.
Reluctantly, I left her and headed up the stairs. In just that short amount of time, I’d forgotten all about work and what was happening back at home. I’d bought myself seven more days with Mia. However, that thought was soon replaced by the reminder that I only had an additional seven days with her. In two and a half weeks I’d be back in Williamsport, working my usual long hours, and she would be preparing to head to fucking Colombia.
The way my chest tightened at that knowledge should’ve told me how deep I was in this after only a handful of days.
CHAPTER9
Mia
“Oh, this place looks fun,” I gushed as we pulled into the parking lot of the lounge where Brutus and I were meeting some of his friends.
I was two weeks into my sabbatical and just about every day had been spent with him. Tonight was the night that I was finally meeting his friends. Friends that he was supposed to have spent the bulk of his vacation with.
“Are you sure they won’t hate me?”
“If you say that one more time, I’m going to toss you over my shoulder and take you back up to your bedroom and show you just how much I don’t give a shit whether they like you or not,” Brutus growled from the driver’s seat. His eyes blazed with that usual ferocity of his.
Despite his heated look, my shoulders slumped. “I know what you said. It’s just that I feel guilty for taking up so much of your time while you were supposed to be hanging out with your friends.”
