She rolled over while he moulded himself around her as they spooned smiling.
****
It was almost midday when she woke up and found Jim sitting at the bar with his topless back to her and his laptop open. She stood behind him and put her arms under his so that they wrapped around his chest.
“Morning.” She kissed his naked shoulder.
“Morning, baby, just.” He looked at his watch. “We appear to have missed breakfast again,” he said as he pulled her around until she stood between his legs.
“Maybe we should stick to lunch and dinner while we’re bypassing sleep at night,” she suggested.
“There’s another reason why you’re the girl for me, a lesser woman might have suggested that we should consider sleeping at night.”
“Never.”
Jim laughed as Tasha smiled while he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. “Amanda emailed some revised schedules last night if you want to take a look at them.”
“Are they any different to the last ones she sent?”
“Yes, they have all of your dates on and some possible dates for a holiday or a wedding,” he said with a cheeky wink and a smile.
Her response was to cut her eyes at him.
“That is added to the spanking list too, but we both know that we need to schedule a wedding somewhere, don’t we?” he asked a little less confidently than he had in the early hours.
“Eventually,” she agreed as she looked at the dates on the schedule. She summarised the details for herself as much as him. “So, I have most of July available, just the second week when I am doing the shoot with Lucy. Then August I have just the first week available before I come back here for about six weeks and then back out to L.A. with filming from October.”
“When are you flying back out this time?” He skimmed through the schedule, familiarising himself with Tasha’s commitments rather than his own and currently seemed focused solely on her return to The States.
“In about three weeks.”
“Why so long? The Dan and Pippa situation is under control and you have no more work lined up since you cancelled everything else. You could fly back out with me on Friday. We could fly via Vegas,” he said with renewed confidence that made her smile but not waver.
“No.”
“Another no? That is becoming a serious priority for me to address, I really do not like your over-use of that little word.” He frowned which only served to amuse her even though she could see that he meant what he’d said about her saying no. He really didn’t like it, but she decided he really needed to hear it more often.
“I meant that we shouldn’t fly via Vegas, not yet. I do have a couple of days filming for a sketch show next week after you leave, so I can’t fly out with you, but I may be able to bring it forward from three weeks. Leave it with me.”
He nodded as his hand disappeared under the black chemise she was wearing, the same one she’d briefly worn last night. He rubbed his hand across her cheeks gently.
“So cold, Tasha. I think today could be the day for you to be spanked. Would you like that?” he whispered against her ear.
She actually had no idea whether she would like it or not, but the idea of it turned her on, like everything about Jim did. “I think so,” she replied breathlessly. “Maybe.”
“Are you hungry?” he asked getting to his feet.
“Mmm.”
“What would you like?”
“You.” She pushed her hands beneath the waistband of his pyjama bottoms.
He grinned down at her. “So very greedy.”
“Hardly, I barely touched you last night and I missed it.” She held him tightly and squeezed.
“How do you feel?” His hand moved forward of her bottom. “Other than hot, wet and welcoming?”
