“Come on. You’re wasting water.”Appeal to her civic-mindedness.
“Ha! Us in the shower together will waste more.”
“I need to shower, too.”
“There are seven bathrooms in this house.”
I let out a theatrical sigh. “Cruelty, thy name is Bobbi.”
The sound of the water cuts me off. I can just picture her determined face, her lips pursed and eyes slanted watchfully at the door between us. I shake my head with a small laugh. Well…nothing to do but go to another bathroom and grab a quick shower myself. I’m not going to miss watching her get ready.
I throw on a gray T-shirt and shorts and get comfortable on the rumpled bed. Bobbi comes out a few minutes later, face freshly scrubbed and rosy. A fluffy white towel is around her, stopping at upper thighs and revealing those endless legs. Maybe I should get her an anklet. She’s fond of blue, so maybe something with sapphires…Hmm.
She pushes the pump on a bottle, and the tiny opening squirts a generous dollop of white goo onto her palm. It looks like cum, and she slathers it all over her face and body. We could’ve done something similar—her full lips wrapped around my shaft and her fingers in her pussy as she made herself happy while sucking me off. And the finale would have her climax with me coming on her face. Or on her chest. I’m accommodating.
Oblivious to the dirty fantasies in my head, she goes through her skin-care routine, then drops the towel and dons a pale mint green bra with matching lace thong that hug her body perfectly. My mouth dries, my cock hardening painfully. Mint’s supposed to be cool, but on her it’s scorching hot.
Great. Now I’m going to think about her in that lingerie all day.She pulls on a pale azure fitted sleeveless top and a flaring short skirt in the same shade as the Thai orchids I gave her on Thursday.
She gathers her hair into a top knot and skewers it with a stick lacquered in pink. The updo reveals the graceful lines of her neck and shoulders. And a hickey on the back of her neck.
My woman,I think with satisfaction.
She runs her hands down the shirt and skirt and turns left and right, checking. Then she reaches into her bag and applies mascara on her already long and thick lashes. Her eyes drop to her phone, then she frowns a little before running some red lipstick over her mouth.
“What’s the matter? It’s not even nine thirty,” I say.
“Right. Not enough time.” She slips her feet into nude slingbacks.
“You need a necklace.”
“What?” She stops and looks at her reflection. “You think so?”
“Yeah.” I get up and grab a long box from the drawer in my closet. Peery Diamonds sent it a while back, but there hasn’t been a good opportunity to give it to her.
I open the lid and show her the glittering rubies and the huge diamond in the center that shines like the sun. Her lips part as she stares at the stones, her fingers over her mouth. “Oh myGod.”
“You like it?” I grin.
“Noah.” She lifts her gaze to meet mine. “It’s so extravagant.”
“You aren’t answering the question.”
“Well, yes, of course. It’s gorgeous, but—”
I kiss her. “No buts.”
“But—”
I kiss her again. “Just say thank you.”
She sighs. “Thank you.”
“Good girl.” I pick up the string of gems and put it around her neck. My eyes catch hers in the mirror, and I smile. “Beautiful.” It’s even more amazing on her than I imagined when I first saw the necklace in the Peery catalog. Without breaking eye contact, I kiss her neck, taking in the warmth of her skin, the soft sweet fragrance that somehow always surrounds her.
We have plenty of time before the guests arrive. I slip my hand under her shirt, stroking her taut belly. Her breathing hitches, and I bring her close, so she can feel how much I want her right now.
“Noah…” She sighs my name like it’s both a torment and pleasure, then she pulls away. “Ican’t. I’m rushed for time as it is.”
