Just not tonight. Not yet.
For the first time in my life, I’m procrastinating with pleasure.
Although Andreas is perfectly capable of breaking in, he has the decency to ring the doorbell tonight. My heart skips a beat, and for a moment, I panic because Anna is still here, but then I realize it’s not a bad thing at all. On the contrary, it’s about time those two met. I open the door and kiss Andreas. He growls and pulls me close.
“I’ve been looking forward to this moment all day,” he says.
Reluctantly, I wriggle out of his grip.
“We have company, Andreas.”
Anna clears her throat in the background. Andreas notices her and smiles warmly.
“You must be Anna?” he says enthusiastically.
Is Anna blushing, or am I dreaming? Even with a baby on the way, she’s clearly not immune to Andreas’s charms.
“That’s me,” she says, giving him a scrutinizing look.
“Congratulations on the baby. Nora’s told me a lot about you,” Andreas continues.
“Thank you. About you too, actually,” she says seriously.
She smiles, but she’s clearly a little less charmed now. Her response isn’t just a statement but also a subtle warning.
“Okay, Anna, thanks for stopping by. I’ll drop by in the next few days, alright?” I say.
Anna gets the hint immediately, grabs her things, and comes over to me.
“Nora, now I completely understand why you can’t say no,” she whispers, making an approving sound. She hugs me and whispers again in my ear. “Those are the most dangerous ones, you know that, right?” I beg her with my eyes to stop. She throws her arms up in surrender, waves, and leaves.
* * *
Dinner with Andreas, right before he left, felt a bit like the last supper. The looming goodbye weighed heavily on both of us, I could feel it in everything. Maybe it was just the distance ahead of us, because in terms of time, we’d been apart just as long before this dinner. After dinner, we decided to head back to Andreas’s apartment, where my new lingerie set got its first proper test—and approval. He had a look in his eyes that I know will keep me smiling for the next three days. I didn’t wear the set for very long, but thankfully, it survived without any rips. After making love for what felt like forever and being completely exhausted, I decided to stay the night with him. Since Andreas had an early flight, I thankfully knew in advance that I’d wake up alone today. The memories of the last time I was here initially lingered in my mind, but last night was clearly different. I can’t believe how much has changed between us since then. Even though I know he’s not always completely open about his feelings or his past, I dare say we’ve gotten to know each other pretty well. There’s an intensity between us that I’ve never experienced with a man before. By giving him the time he needs, I’ve noticed him growing more comfortable with things that might seem ordinary to someone else. Things like sharing breakfast or simply cuddling used to terrify him, but now I can see that he’s starting to enjoy them.
It’s early morning, still half-dark, when Andreas leans down to kiss me goodbye. I stir awake, and though my eyes haven’t fully adjusted, I can already tell he looks impossibly powerful, masculine, and utterly irresistible. Dressed in his dark gray suit, he’s nothing short of mouthwatering. It fits him perfectly. I feel privileged to share the sheets with this man. He stands beside the bed, ready to leave, but I grab his hand, pulling him closer. Rising to my knees, I wrap my arms around him.
“Hmmm, do you really have to leave already?”
My hands glide over his hard abs, and I can’t help but imagine how perfect they look beneath that crisp white shirt. I know exactly where those muscles lead under that tailored waistband, and a soft moan escapes me.
“Baby, if you start like this, I’ll never make that flight,” he laughs.
His hands trail down my back, brushing the hem of the T-shirt I’m wearing—his T-shirt—and the only thing I have on. The tips of his fingers slide under the fabric, finding the soft curve of my backside. Slowly, he lets them wander to the crease beneath, caressing me with maddening patience.
“No problem for me.”
Mimicking his touch, I grab his firm ass in return, feeling his growing arousal pressing against my stomach.
“Nora, you have no idea how badly I want you right now, but I really have to go. Eric is already waiting downstairs.”
He squeezes my butt hard and gives it a playful slap, making a squeal escape my throat. I thought that was the end of it, but then he runs his hand over my sex and pushes two fingers deep inside me. His surprise attack sends me straight into higher spheres and elicits an even louder moan that quickly turns into a long sigh of pleasure. I push my pelvis against his hand and feel my body tingling. The excitement builds up deliciously, but just at that moment, he abruptly and mercilessly pulls his hand away.
“I’ll finish this when I get back. Promise,” he says with a devilish grin.
“Andreas, don’t you dare!” Frustration and desire battle each other. I’m going crazy.
“No touching yourself while I’m gone, Nora. I want you desperate and thinking of me until I get back in three days.” His arrogance is maddening, and he knows exactly how he’s leaving me.
