Holt's Holding (Part One) - By A Dagmara Page 0,19

day yesterday, assaulted my nose. My body stiffened, and every hair stood to attention on my neck. Suddenly he broke away and walked out of the room.

Closing my eyes, inhaling what air I could smoothly take into my desperate lungs, the vision of him from my dream quickly formed. With his body, having been just behind me, I was sure his touch had reminded me of the dream, and how he had taken me from behind. Yes, my dream was undoubtedly worthy of a revisit.

Off Limits circled again disrupting my mind and vision.

Turning around, biting my lip, I went to find my nude heel and slipped them on. This man was truly testing my resolve. My only instinct is to drag his ass back to my bed, and tie him down to sate this ridiculous pull he had over me.

Again, I needed another cleansing breath in to find my center. Walking to the dresser, I sprayed my perfume on and exited my room.

Charlie, fortunately was on his cell phone. Talking heatedly to whomever, his eyes never seemed to leave me. I walked over finding my purse on the floor and my cell phone down on the ground buzzing. Turning it around it was Brady calling.

“And what can I do you the pleasure of this morning?” I answered.

“Well you can start by telling me what you’re wearing?” he offered teasingly.

I grinned to his request…this was so typical of him. Normally, I didn’t play his game, but today I thought it to be worthwhile. Standing up clutching my purse, I walked to the counter and placed it down. My eyes were quick to land on Charlie, as he was still on the phone leaning on the wall looking out onto the city.

“Where would you like me to start Brady? Do I start with my light blue laced bra and panties…the ones you picked out while we were shopping at the Galleria….or would you like me to describe the silk nude thigh high stockings with the lace detail?” I grinned laughing, I knew this was more for Charlie since he obviously liked watching me dress this morning.

“Yeah…I remember that set…definitely my favorite. Are you wearing heels?” he asked

“But of course…nude…Gucci” Yes this was undeniably fun. I could hear his breathing as it became labored.

“Fuck…” he screamed cussing a few more times, I could tell he must have spilled coffee or something extremely hot on himself.

“Ok, Brady stop jerking off, and tell me why you called.” I laughed.

I looked back up at Charlie, and he was wide-eyed and staring at me. Obviously, he was listening to every word.

Again, with the eyes…his hungry and lusting eyes were barring into me.

I shook my head and walked from the kitchen waiting for Brady’s response.

“So…Now that I’m utterly undone with your detailed description” he paused.

Not affording him the opportunity to talk, “Oh did Brady not get laid last night…is this why I’m sensing so much frustration in your voice.”

“Hmm, did you?” he rebutted.

“Brady, honestly I left with Chris…No shit I didn’t get laid. I think that’s pretty definite. Been there done that, and have no plans of revisiting. Where you had her almost begging for it…How did you fuck that up?” I grabbed my earrings and put them on waiting for his response.

Walking back to the kitchen, Charlie was once more on his phone sitting at the counter with his laptop opened, and firing up. Based on the way he was dressed it looked as if he would be here all day.

He was in a light orange button down shirt opened at the collar, untucked, and rolled at the sleeves.

Odd, he was wearing a worn pair of jeans and barefoot. His hair was messy but in a devilishly sexy way. He was without a doubt an alluring man.

“Yeah, I can’t go there with her.” Brady sighed

“Why? She clearly wants you to bend her over. Be a man and just fuck her already. It’s starting to bother me, and you know me, I don’t give a shit about your sex life.” I opened the fridge knowing that my conversation was crude and probably not the best to be had around someone whom didn’t know me. Nevertheless, I didn’t care. Looking at the contents, I added more of a thought, “Ok then it’s clear you need to get laid and for whatever the reason you seem to have no balls when it comes to her. Well, I say we remedy this tonight”

“Are you offering your services?”

“Brady that’s gross…Now your just