Ariana
After finishing the evening at Taste’s Home, Liza offers to walk me to my apartment. We used to walk together before she moved out. I have realized that I was missing this.
“You have caught the sun, Ari. You look gorgeous by the way,” she says getting infront of me while walking backwards.
“Why, thank you,” I give her a sincere smile of gratitude and she looks behind her for anything that could be in her way. She is an expert at this. o can’t walk backwards for more than a minute, fearing that I can run into something.
“The cruise has done you good, I see,” she adds while pocketing her hands in her hoodie jumper. I pull my hair behind my ear.
“When is your hot boyfriend going to come back from LA? I want to meet him. Julie said that he caught a glance of him when he was leaving your apartment but she was not sure it was him at that time,” she says.
“He came back on Monday,” I respond.
“Monday? And he hasn’t cone to see you yet?” she asks, her mouth goes agape.
“He has a lot of traveling to do this week. He is so busy doing field work for his new project. I can understand his situation,” I reply.
“Oh, he sounds like a busy bee,” Liza murmurs and then looks behind her again.
“He is. I really miss him and I don’t think I will be able to see him for the entire week. I didn’t get a chance to see him last week and it is so frustrating,” I admit.
“I would lie that I can feel your pain but Mark is always around. He had never been away for more than a day. I guess if that is what your boyfriend is going to be doing, then you will have to get used to it,” she says. I take it a deep breath. I like the idea of Liam being called my boyfriend.
“He is not usually this busy. i think it is just an exception. We always find time to be together,” I tell her.
“That sounds promising. So, about meeting him…”
“I don’t know about that, but I am sure if the right time comes, you will eventually meet him, ” I respond with a shrug.
“I am sure Mr Carter will fix time in his very busy schedule to meet you if he really misses you as much as you do,” she reassures me. My girlfriends eventually found out that Liam is Mr Carter of Carter Ships and their shock was evident on the cruise. They found out he is the CEO of Carter Ships and we were his special guests on the cruise. I couldn’t have been more grilled with questions than I was then. They wanted to know more about our relationship but I didn’t give them the details. I am sure Liam also wouldn’t like it ismf I gave the nitty gritty about what happens between me and him. Besides, I have a pending spanking that looms over my head everytime I am alone.
“Did you here any of the things I said?” she asks, snapping me out of my daydream.
“Yes, what were you saying again?” I ask, looking completely lost. She gives out a frustrated sigh.
“I think you need to call him and pour your heart out instead of keeping all these thoughts in your head. i think it is getting dangerous,” she tells me and shakes her head. She starts walking beside me, we are almost there.
“I was asking when are you are going to apply for a real job?”
“I don’t know what exactly I want to do yet I am fine working at Taste’s Home for now, unless Mr Hendricks says otherwise,” I reply.
“I know, me too. Mark has already put in his applications to a good number of construction companies,” she says.
“Mark has always been a serious guy, I am not surprised by that,” I shrug.
“He really is. I wish he could infect me with his determination,” she murmurs.
We keep walking the rest of the distance talking about potential jobs we could have interest in and why. It seems Liza and I are not ready to leave Taste’s Home any time soon. Good for me, I will be working with my best friend for some more time.
Liza says goodbye and continues her walk to her apartment with Mark. She turns down my invitation to have a drink in my apartment before heading to he place. She claims that she wants to get there early and surprise Mark with a home by cooked dinner.
I haven’t been able to prepare Liam any kind of meal, and I would really love to, buy he has all this staff that does all the work. How am I ever going to know his tastes; which foods he likes and the ones he doesn’t? Which dish is his favourite?
I get into the apartment and walk directly into the kitchen. It is 7pm in the evening and I have not intentions of preparing a decent meal. I am already full with the food from the restaurant so all I need is some snacks and I diet coke for the night. I could watch a movie and eat the snacks while I wait for it to get late. After making a satisfying plan for the night, I decide to have a quick bath so that I can be more comfortable while I carry out my plan.
I am freshly showered and I have on my pyjama shorts and top, and a heavy jumper. I sit on the couch, surounded by snacks and soda. One night won’t get me obese, right? I cuddle my legs close to me pulling down the jumper do that it covers the cozy.
WhenI start to get comfortable, my mind drifts to Li and I start wondering what he could be up to. Is he still in his office working late? Maybe he is out of town taking care of some important business. He didn’t share with me his work schedule but I can imagine he has a whole lot of work to take care care of. Then I wonder if I will ever start a business of my own and then it grows like Liam’s ship company. Would I be able to adapt to such a busy schedule? No, not at all I have no such desire to be that busy. Some people can handle and some can’t. That’s why we are different.
I try to put to put my attention back to the movie on my TV screen but I can’t even bring myself to focus. I get my phone and turn it on. There isn’t anything from Liam. Should I call him? That would be an annoying distraction if he is busy. Maybe a text will do. If he responds that he is not that busy then I can call him. But I want to listen to his voice so bad. I close my eyes and rest my head on my head in my knees.
The door bell rings.
I look up at the TV thinking that it could be from the movie, but it rings again and I realize that it is my door. I get up from the couch, not having any idea who it could be. Opening it, my gorgeous man is standing their in a navy blue suite, his tie slightly disorganized. He has this weary look on his face and his eyes look tired but he is sexy as ever.
“Hi there,” he mumbles and gives me a crooked smile. I blink twice, I can’t believe that he is really here.
“Hey, I wasn’t expecting you,” I mumble, resisting the urge to lurch myself at him.
“Me neither,” he says and then his eyes roam down my body. “But I can’t help it.”
Without thinking twice, I lurch myself at him and he is steady to hold me. My mouth find his and when our lips meet, it is desire flaming with lust. I groan into his mouth and wrap my hands tighter around his neck, tilting my head so that I can kiss him better. He kisses me back without demur and holds my behind while I wrapy legs around his waist. He walks into the apartment and closes the door behind us. He presses me against the door.
He kisses me harder this time, teasing, tasting me. oh, my God! I missed this, I missed him. His hot mouth, his hands on me, it’s all a fantasy I have been having all these days away from him. I moan, and my tongue tentatively meets his. One hand remains in my hair, the other travels down my spine to my waist and down to my behind. His hand flexes over my backside and squeezes gently.
He holds me against his hips, and I feel his erection, which he languidly pushes into me.
I moan once more into his mouth. I can hardly contain the riotous feelings or is it hormones that rampage through my body. I quickly undo his tie and pull it off his neck. I want him so bad, and I don’t give a damn that he has just come and we haven’t even talked. His hand skims down and he fondles my behind from the thin material of my pajama shorts.
He pulls away from the kiss when I have every intention of unbuttoning his shirt. I am so hungry for him, no, starved of him. I am breathless when he pulls away, and I can feel lips plump from all that kissing. He kisses down at me and then at the couch with the snacks.
“How are you?” he inquires from me. He is trying to start a conversation and I am in no mood for that. There is only one thing I want and I knows what it is.
“I have missed you, so much,” I respond.
“I have missed you too, baby,” he tells me and I can see the truth in his eyes. He carries me to the couch and sits down so that I am sitting on his lap. He looks at the movie playing on the TV and then at the snacks.
“It seems like you were already occupied,” he says
“It seems so, but my mind was totally away. I was thinking about you. I was wondering if you were in your office working late,” I tell him.
“I was supposed to but I got away so that I could come over and meet you,” he says. I can’t hide my smile. I lean down and kiss him one more time.
“Would you like to finish your movie?” he asks while cupping my ass.
“I would rather be in bed with you,” I reply. He gives me a sexy evil smile and looks down at the necktie in my hand.
“I see,” he murmurs and gets the remote. He switches off the TV and turns his attention back to me. I pull my lip between my teeth and watch him as he slowly unzips my jumper to reveal the small pink pyjama top I have underneath. I shrug it off and he places it on the couch. Snaking his hands under my top, he cups my breasts in his hands and I let out a moan. God! If he wants us to do it here, on the couch, then it is fine with me. All I want is to have him fully inside me. I grind my ass on his lap, taking careful attention to to feel his erection.
“There is no need to rush. We have all night,” he murmurs against my neck and kisses me there. He keeps playing with my breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingers and pinching at them.
“You are going to stay here with me tonight?” I ask, just to make sure.
“Yes, if you want me to,” he replies. I can’t hide my victorious smile.
“Please stay,” I beg him and then close my eyes and let his expert hands do their magic.
“I will,” he responds and then removes his eyes. Before I frown at the lost of contact, he stands up with me.
“Where is your bedroom?” he asks.
“Upstairs,” I respond, my voice hoarse due to all the anticipation.