underneath, so now I have to move the wires and design a new braking system, and the superconductor for the solar panel creates too much heat conduction…” He went on and on.
I nodded along even though I had no idea what he was saying. “Trial and error. You’ll figure it out.”
“This is my twelfth try, so I don’t know about that…”
“It doesn’t matter how many tries it takes, Derek. Perfection is priceless.”
He lifted his gaze and looked at me before he checked his watch. “Jesus, I didn’t realize how late it was.”
“You never do,” I said affectionately. “I can bring you dinner before I head out.”
“No, it’s okay.” He rolled up the schematic and put the rubber band around the outside. “I’ve got to work on that book, and I can’t write here so…” He grabbed the rest of his things, and we walked out together.
We made it to the car, and Ronnie drove us to his penthouse.
“I talked to Lizzie about the tutoring…”
He turned to look at me, ignoring the work in his hands.
“She was receptive to it.”
He still didn’t have a reaction, like he wasn’t sure how he felt about it.
“She thinks she’s beyond help, based on her previous interactions with tutors, but I told her it would be different with you.”
“No one is beyond help.”
I knew he would say that, but it made me smile anyway. “She was afraid I asked for your help, so I told her you offered on your own.”
“And she has no idea about us?”
I shook my head.
He gave a slight nod. “Alright.”
“I thought you could spend an hour with her every Tuesday and Thursday…if that’s okay.”
“As in, tomorrow?” he asked, slightly unnerved.
“Yeah. Or we can start next week if that’s better for you.”
He looked out the window for a while as he considered the task in front of him, and instead of putting it off as long as possible, he turned to me and said, “Tomorrow is fine.” The change in attitude was obvious now, the way he had more confidence in himself after the book signing. He knew he wasn’t as terrible with people as he once thought, that he had the capability of relating to others, to not be the stuffy introvert he used to be.
“Great. I’ll drop her off, then come back and get her.”
“You won’t be there?” he asked in surprise.
“No. I want you guys to have some privacy. If I’m there, she’ll act differently. And if she sees us together, she might pick up on us.”
He gave another nod then looked down at his work.
“You’ll be fine, Derek. I have no doubt.”
He turned back to me as Ronnie pulled up to the penthouse. “Thanks, baby.” He opened the door to get out.
“I don’t need a ride tonight, Ronnie.” I got out too and joined Derek on the sidewalk.
Derek looked at me in surprise because he expected me to go home like usual.
“I said I missed you…”
The grin that spread over his face was like a hot coffee on a fall day, a perfect warmth that filled my veins with happiness. It reached his eyes, and he gave me a look of affection and kindness that made him a million times more handsome than he already was. “Show me how much you missed me.”
He sat up against the headboard with me on top of him, his muscular chest wide and strong, his powerful arms flexed as his hands gripped my waist, lifting me up and down as I rode him, my tits in his face, the dark look in his eyes so sexy.
My hands clutched his wrists with my shoulders back, my tits pushed forward to make them look as perky as possible. Sometimes he leaned in and kissed the nipples in his face, his eyes on me, his hair messy from the way I fisted it.
An occasional moan escaped his lips, his dick rock hard inside me even though he already came the first time fifteen minutes ago. This man was the sexiest man alive, with those dark eyes and dark hair, that fit body, that beautiful beating heart…
He moved my hand between my legs and directed my fingers to rub my wet clit, to watch me get myself off because I’d already come twice and probably wouldn’t be able to hit a third without a little extra, and judging by the red tint of his face, he wanted to come bad.
I rubbed myself, not self-conscious as I pleased myself until the moans became louder.
His eyes darkened