Rolling over, I turn myself away from the object of my desire and attempt to get a grip on myself.
Chapter forty-one
Denying Oneself
Iwakeupearlythe next morning to find Sarah’s side of the bed empty. Yet again disappointed that I hadn’t seen anything I wasn’t supposed to, I pull out my phone and check the time.We’d both gotten up before the alarm. A wonderful side effect due to the time change.
Hearing some rustling, I turn my head just in time to see Sarah walk out of the bathroom. Her hair is pristine as usual, and she has a very light amount of makeup on. Though my body fills with warmth at the sight of her, I frown slightly, desiring more than anything to know what she looks like when she wakes up not perfect. This is our second morning here, and selfishly I'd expected to not see her so put together by now. But like with her unnecessarily restricting her diet, she's unrelenting in her search for perfection.
It burns me up, honestly. If I'd just let myself fuck her the way I wanted to the night before, then she'd be sleeping in, and I'd have had my chance.
“Good morning, sleepyhead!” she chimes in her soft, sing-song voice, throwing me a bright smile without quite meeting my gaze and hopping onto her side of the bed. I turn my head lazily when the action bounces us both gently.
I furrow my brows; she's in a robe and back to being shy.
I bite against the wicked grin struggling to break across my face. “Good morning," I rasp. "Sleepyhead might be correct foryou.I had to endure your snoring.” I soften my words with a teasing look.
Obviously offended, she scrunches her nose. “I don’t snore!”she exclaims, her voice going an octave higher.
Sitting up on my elbows, I level her with a pointed look. “If you want some medical advice, you might want to do a sleep study. Thank God for your fan because it helped lull me to sleep. I think I needed it more thanyoudid!” I retort, falling back to my pillow and laughing as she throws her pillow at me.
She grumbles as I scrub a hand down my face. But I'm suddenly too distracted to appease her because my arousalcomes back full force at the unmistakable scent of pussy on my skin. My brows furrow.
Before I can help myself I'm breathing deeply, letting out a rough groan right as a rush of desire so painful flashes down the length of my dick, causing it to stand erect under the covers. I throw her a look. Sarah turns her face away before rising and hurriedly walking to the closet. Keeping her face averted, she throws both doors open and then steps back. Biting her lip, she studiously examines the contents, trying a littletoohard to ignore me. I bet she knows something about this and isn't letting on.
I force my hand down, keeping silent.
“What are you wearing today?” she asks. Her arms fold, and her fingers tap anxiously against her upper arms, continuing to peruse her clothes.
I sit up and swing my legs over the side of the bed, clearing my throat. “I think I’m going with a light blue suit.”
“Well, our styles have to coordinate. Otherwise it’ll look weird if weclashas we’re walking down the hallway or seentogether,you know,” she iterates. Reaching into the closet, she picks out a cream pantsuit before holding it out for me to see. “Will this match?” she brings it closer.
I nod. Her style is a spot-on compliment to mine, and it is such a turn on. “It’ll be fine,” I assure her hoarsely as I rise out of the bed. “Let’s go to breakfast. I have to be at the conference at nine, but I don’t go on stage until ten.”
Sarah tilts her head up and finally looks at me full-on.“Good morning,”she whispers playfully. Every muscle in my body tenses when she steps into me, wrapping me up in a surprisingly tight hug. “You got this; you’re going torock it. You know your stuff!” She pulls away and smiles at me brightly, making my heart skip a beat.
Goddamn, she’s beautiful.My brain momentarily glitches at the sight of her happiness. Despite my self-assured response, I have genuine fear that I might not have it as in-the-bag this year as I normally do. Her presence affects me in ways that don't make sense.
“I hope I have it; all these years I’ve been servicing our community,” I tease, wrapping my arm around her waist and squeezing briefly.
“Oh yeah, Mr. Old Psychiatrist man.Poor you.Wonder when the gray hair is going to start?” She screams softly when I pick up the same pillow that she’d thrown at me, and slap her lightly across the face.
“What gray hair?”I growl, getting up close and personal in her face.
Her hazel eyes widen, and she shakes her head, laughing. “Oh God, I’msorrryyy. Okay, none yet!” she breathes, stepping away and flinging herself back to her side of the bed, snuggling under the covers with a self-satisfied smile.
“Don’t go back to sleep,” I admonish, my eyebrows knitting together at how comfortable she's making herself. "We're about to leave."
Sarah's eyes snap to mine wryly. “Excuse you,mister.I’m going to relax whileyoutake your sweet time getting ready. I did the hard part already; I just need to pull my clothes on.” She stifles a yawn and pulls the covers up to her chin.
I shake my head, making my way to the bathroom with my clothes tucked under my arm. “Wear the black shoes with the thin straps; they’ll show off your toes perfectly,” I call as I walk into the bathroom and close the door.
My eyes roam. The light steam from her shower embraces me in it's lingering humidity. I reach into the shower and turn it on hot. Putting my hand to my nose I groan as my erection jerkspainfully, and I hiss, grabbing it as I step under the spray. I jerk off roughly in the shower, imagining her naked in here with me.
God, her body is luscious and succulent. Worthy of being worshiped. And I'd worship herproperly,sucking and nipping at every sensitive spot that makes her squirm and cry out for mercy as I make her come over and over again, until that beautiful voice is hoarse. With that thought, I reach out of the shower to open my grooming kit where I'd stashed her garter, and finish jacking off with it held against my nose. Pleased to find it's still a little wet from how I'd folded it.
Oh fuck, she smells amazing.
