Where Would I Be Without You - By CJ Hawk Page 0,16

chin up and his other hand landed on my back as our mouths met. This was sensual kiss number two, all in less than five minutes. I had to wonder, who was pursuing who, Latin lover?

The feel of his lips was suburb. He had a sexy manly mouth that took my mouth and made it feel safe, secure and about to - oh my. He's leaning into my body, and if I am not mistaken as my hands have made their way to any part of his body I can touch and pull him closer; he's very happy to have folded my laundry.

When he pulled back just a step, not that I wanted him to, I let out a deep 'ah' sound. I wanted to jump up acrobatically, wrap my legs around his body and proceed to take this kiss to an entirely different level.

"Amber?" His voice was in question and there was no stroke of the fingers this time. His voice was real time; not imaginary play date time. "Amber, I guess I wanted to stop by and see if this attraction I'm feeling is somewhat real. I guess since we barely know each other."

I don't know if I could agree with that. He was the super, and had access to the management records. He could probably find out that my first year renting, I was late three times. Not so long ago I lapsed in the required renter's insurance out of sheer inability to remember to pay the bill. Now that I am on auto pay, grouped on the same policy as my car insurance, so there will be no lapsing now as I was learning to grow up in the bill-paying department. He knew my name, first and last. Well, I guess we both did now. However, most importantly, he knew what I looked like naked and in a roundabout fair play sort of way, he let me see him naked too. We were just a level higher than mere acquaintances; we could easily be friends with benefits. However, something in me knocked on my brain. 'You want more now, don't you?' And that, I was sure, that I did.

"Mason?" I said it while trying to look into his eyes that just made me want to shut up and let him kiss me again.

"Look. My day is done. I've pulled a full shift and then some, well, considering all I had to deal with last night." He laughed lightly with a teasing note to his sentence. "How bout we go get an early bite to eat? Get to know each other a bit?"

I didn't have to think about it, but I wanted to put on something sexy. Do a little makeup and hair touch up and make sure my push-up bra was causing an after dinner enticement that Mason could not refuse.

"Give me an hour. You know. To put my laundry away." I looked at him with a bite of my lip and pleading eyes that made his sexy smile widen on his face.

He stepped forward, let his hand pull my chin up and kissed me lightly on the lips. "I'll give you all the time you need. Something tells me you are worth the wait."

Hot tamales. Did they have a Latin lover class somewhere, because if they did, I can assure you that boy passed with all A pluses on his report card.

One hour later, precisely, he was at my door, with a nice pair of jeans, leather loafers, a well-pressed blue shirt slightly open and sleeves rolled up and the smell of cologne that made me want to breathe in deep. I let him inside, with myself dressed in my bar jeans, black tank top and black push-up bra to give the girls a view. I made sure the matching black thong did not feel left behind. I was down to deciding on which shoes to wear. The shoe decision might have been delayed with the smoky eye makeup and few extra curls in my hair.

He let out a low appreciation whistle while his eyes undressed the very outfit that took too long to decide on wearing. Well not the bra and thong. That was a quick decision.

"Wow. Amber. If I didn't know better, you get more gorgeous by the minute."

Ok. Ladies. Here is where I want to break out in song and dance, and no, I am not drunk. I am listening to my heart pound in my ears, my chest restricting, my toes