“You’re doing a great job” he says, pulling me into an embrace and kissing me softly.
I wake with a start, my dreams are full of dread recently. I guess there is so much going on in my life, so many loose ends to tie, it’s only natural to be plagued by bad dreams; but all the same, I long for the nights where I only dream of puppy dogs and rainbows and naked Carlos……
Speaking of which, his side of the bed is empty, rubbing my eyes and sitting up I notice the sound of the shower next door, it’s early, only 6am according to the bedside clock, he must have to work.
I suppose I have had him to myself for three days now, but as one of those days was mostly spent in hospital; don’t I deserve just one more?
When Carlos emerges from the bathroom, I’m daydreaming about what we might get up to, given one more day. I glance at him still half in the fantasy only to find him, dripping wet, in nothing but a small towel.
Oh you read my mind Mr. Johnson. “Mmmmm hey you”
“Hey sweetness, sorry did I wake you?” he whispers.
“No, but now I’m up…..” leaning forward on my knees I hook my finger over the top of the towel at his hip, pulling back sharply and whipping the towel off; he doesn’t even flinch, just stands there, proud in all his glory, his skin glistening with moisture like the first time I clapped eyes on him.
Only this time Ican touch him, from the edge of the bed I kneel up, running my hands from his strong thighs, up along his defined hip lines and finally up to his chest; his skin is silky smooth, the droplets soaking through my t-shirt as I press my body against him.
A low guttural sound erupts from his throat, “You are a minx Ms. Mavers” he murmurs at me, making me shiver with excitement.
“But I can’t, I’m already late. I actuallyhave to get some work done today”
I pout, wrapping my arms round his neck, holding him to me and move my body to rub against his growing erection.
“You are being a naughty girl this morning” he growls seductively, bringing his hand down hard on my bum, the slap making me scream out with delight; but he pulls out of my embrace and pulls his pants on, shaking his head at me, with a twinkle in his eye. “Later Ms. Mavers, I promise I will rock your world, once I’ve got some work done”
I collapse back on the bed, in a tantrum, chucking a pillow at him as I do.
“Oh you did not just throw a pillow at me” he warns, the grin spreading across his face; in an instant he is straddling me, tickling me mercilessly till I’m screeching with laughter, begging him to stop. When he finally subsides, I’m panting and flushed, but smiling, “That’s better. You are so beautiful when you smile” leaning down and locking lips with me.
All too soon he is up again, grabbing a T-shirt from the wardrobe and heading out the door “I’ll hopefully be done by early afternoon, I’ll call if I run late, try and stay out of trouble huh!?” he jokes, blowing me a kiss and closing the door behind him.
I lie there for a while and mentally plan what I need to do today; I have to call Caz and should send an email to my parents and then maybe I’ll give Blair a call and see what she’s up to today.
First things first, I have a quick shower and throw on beige shorts with a white camisole, then grab some breakfast, I really could have called Caz first, but I’m delaying the inevitable. It’s quarter to eight when I finally pick up the phone, she sounds so happy to hear from me that I almost chicken out, but part of me wants to know if she knows where Jake is now, not to mention what I should do about tonight so I jump right in.
So much has happened since I last spoke to her, just five days ago, I barely know where to start, but once I do it pours out in a rambling waterfall.
She stays silent throughout and for a good minute after I finish, trying to take it all in.
Finally she speaks “Jesus Kate”
“Tell me about it”
“I mean….Jesus”
I can’t believe it, I’ve actually managed to gob-smack Caz,