She nodded several times, as if reassuring herself. “Right. Absolutely. Everything remains the same.”
After he put on his shirt, tie and shoes, she walked him to the door.
“Thank you. For the lesson. I really enjoyed it.”
“So did I,” he said. “As you saw the evidence of on your chest.”
She laughed, but then looked nervous as she fiddled with the neck on her shirt. “So,” she began, clearing her throat. “When will I see you again? You know, for my next lesson.”
“Such an eager little student.”
“We’re going to the Yankees this weekend, right? After you get back from Miami?”
He nodded. He was taking off tomorrow to visit his property on South Beach. “I got the good seats and Kat and Bryan arranged for a sitter so all four of us can go.”
She pumped her fist in the air. “Yes! But we’re not doing a seduction lesson at the ballpark with your sister and her husband.”
“Obviously. So after that. The next day. Which territory should we conquer then?” He stroked his chin as if in deep thought. “I feel like that would be a good time to spank you.”
Her eyes sparkled with desire. “I like spanking.”
He lifted his hand and swatted her ass, and instantly he was erect. Then he grabbed her waist, pulling her close, and whispering in that rough, commanding tone she seemed to love, “If I stay here, I’m going to have to fuck you now.”
She grabbed his collar. “Stay.”
A tremor of lust slammed into him, threatening to obliterate his self-restraint from earlier. But he remained steadfast. Instead, he left her with something he hoped she could take to bed and feed her fantasies.
Of him. Fantasies of only him.
He threaded his fingers through her hair, and said, “The next time I’m alone with you, I will be fucking you. That’s a promise.”
CHAPTER TEN
Cyberspace
from: [email protected]
date: June 10, 8:07 PM
subject: Three Days in Miami
I might have melted. Remind me not to schedule a trip to South Beach in June.
from: [email protected]
date: June 10, 8:14 PM
subject: Here’s your reminder
Don’t schedule a trip to South Beach in June. So, how are you beating the heat? Walking around town in your Speedo?
from: [email protected]
date: June 10, 8:20 PM
subject: A Red One
Do you think that’s why everyone in the lobby is giving me funny looks right now?
from: [email protected]
date: June 10, 8:23 PM
subject: Try pink next time
Absolutely.
from: [email protected]
date: June 10, 8:27 PM
subject: Benefits to Broiling
On the plus side, I can personally vouch that the air conditioning in The Luxe properties is top-notch. Chilled to arctic perfection.
from: [email protected]
date: June 10, 8:31 PM
subject: Island Heat?
How are you going to survive Jack’s wedding? Pretty sure it’s hot in the Maldives in June, isn’t it?
from: [email protected]
date: June 10, 8:33 PM
subject: My classy clothing plans
You don’t think he’ll mind if I wear a Hawaiian shirt and cargo shorts during the ceremony?
from: [email protected]
date: June 10, 8:39 PM
subject: Another sartorial choice . . .
Go shirtless. I won’t mind that.
from: [email protected]
date: June 10, 8:42 PM
subject: Back 'atcha
I would say the same thing about you, but I can’t stand the thought of anyone else seeing you naked. Save the naked for me, will ya?
from: [email protected]
date: June 10, 8:49 PM
subject: Island Attire
I believe I can do that. By the way, want to see the dress I’ll be wearing? I was sending Michelle a picture so I have it on.
from: [email protected]
date: June 10, 8:50 PM
subject: Send Now
Yes.
from: [email protected]
date: June 10, 8:52 PM
subject: Attachment
Here’s me.
Nate slid his finger across the message, clicked on the attachment and waited as it downloaded. The image opened, revealing her legs first, then the rest of her filled the screen. His heart tripped when he saw the picture. She was standing by the open window of her apartment wearing a simple yellow dress. A gorgeous, summery dress that did amazing things for her breasts, and her legs, and her waist, and her hair, and her face. Hell, the whole image was female perfection. Her body was lush and inviting, her hair was soft and falling loosely around her shoulders, and she smiled that fresh, bright smile that lit up her beautiful face. He wished he were looking at her right now. Kissing her. Touching her. Telling her to turn around for him, then dropping to his knees, sliding his hands underneath the skirt and worshipping her body with his mouth.
from: [email protected]
date: June 10, 8:56 PM