She looks up and meets my eyes to ask, “You didn’t know?”
I shake my head. “I’ve never spent enough time on it to notice before.”
“Well, now you’re aware,” she says, kissing my chest before resting her head on it again.
“Come on. You’ll be in your bed in half an hour,” I encouragingly say. “We have a plane to catch tomorrow morning and things to prepare before that.”
She reluctantly cooperates to stand on wobbly legs. Like the greedy little woman she is, she turns around to look down at me, sprawled naked on the sofa. I don’t work out to look good for women, but my rigorous way of life seems to have that effect. I never really cared what my sex partners thought of my body, but Andrea’s appreciation makes all the hours of lifting weights, swimming, and playing basketball worth it.
“Like what you see?” I arrogantly ask.
Because she can’t help being a brat, she shrugs and says, “Meh…”
I’m not fooled, though, and her grin confirms my suspicions. I’m very much to her liking.
Twenty-five minutes later, after getting dressed and leaving the building, I’m parking in front of her place. I’m still not over what happened in my office, almost lightheaded from it.
“Lex?” she softly calls.
“Hmm?”
“What are we doing?” The question surprises me, even though it’s to be expected. “I mean, it’s pretty obvious we’re amazing at this sex thing. And I’m definitely up for more of it. But is it a thing now? Are we, like, sex buddies, or whatever it’s called?”
There’s no point in saying we’ll keep our distance anymore. We’ve been shit at it so far, and it only worsens the tension and angst. That’s why I say, “I’m not opposed to it. It seems I can’t stay away from you anyway. But the situation is delicate, so we should take a moment to establish some ground rules. I doubt we’ll find the time during the convention, but we can work on that when we get back.”
“Okay, I’m good with that. Anyhow, I’ll see you tomorrow at the airport. Also, Lex?”
“Yes?”
“Thank you.”
“For the sex or for driving you home?”
She laughs. “For both, I guess. And for the kiss, too.”
“Which ki—” I don’t even have the time to finish my sentence as she traps my mouth under a hungry kiss. It’s as intense as it is short, and she moves back, licking her lips like she can’t get enough of my taste—a sentiment I share.
Hm, maybe we can have a quick fuck in my car before she goes. God knows I’d be up for that.
“One of these days, we’re going to fuck in your car,” she promises, making me think she might be a mind reader. “In the meantime, sleep tight.”
She’s out before I can stop her, and she disappears behind her building’s entrance after one last look back. When my phone vibrates, I rip my eyes from the door to check on it. It’s a random news notification, but I then see several missed texts from Kevin.
He-Man
It’s happening again, isn’t it?
Next time you two give it a go at work, maybe make sure no one’s doing overtime in the adjacent office ;)
Just a one-time thing, eh?
Okay, this feels like I’m cheating on my wife. I’m leaving.
I suppose we’re lucky he was the one doing overtime and not someone from HR.
Next time, I’m driving her to my place. That way, she can stay the night, and we’ll get more time to ourselves.
Chapter 22
