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  “Maya, I enjoy having sex with you, but do you mind if we don’t have sex tonight? I’m exhausted.” His sense of humor was welcoming and as was his sincere comment. I was extremely exhausted too.

  “Sure, we can lay here and cuddle,” I spoke quietly.

  I felt comfortable, safe, and secure in his arms. All my fears of a relationship were gradually being erased.

  “Maya, do you like horses?” I was thinking that was a playful comment about what happened on the couch earlier.

  “I haven’t been around any real horses, only the carousel at the fair or amusement park. Why?”

  “Well, my dad is starting a horse stabling business for people who own horses but don’t have the place to keep them. I am helping with the business because it keeps me active so I don’t get into trouble. My dad bought this horse ranch cheap from an old friend of his and we rehabbed it and designed a few new things. I would love to take you out there sometime.” I had a zinger lined up for his sarcastic remark if he had made one, but he was sincere as if he was taking this to the next level.

  “Sure, that sounds like fun.”

  “Maybe we could spend the weekend there if you didn’t mind.”

  “I won’t mind at all as long as I’m with you.”

  “Good.” He held me tighter and kissed the top of my head. I was rubbing his arms in a soothing manner while my mind started to wonder about us. We barely mentioned it before, but I had to know my position in his life.

  “Hey, Nicholas?”

  “Mmm-hmm?”

  “Where do I fit in your life? We are both young and you are incredibly handsome and sexy, it’s hard to imagine you tied down to one person.” That last part struck a chord within me as I thought about Tabitha.

  He turned me toward him, raised up on his side, and pushed my hair from my face. “Maya, I only want to be with you. I don’t want to be with anyone else. You are mine, okay. I am yours, understood?” I nodded in agreement. “I am going to do whatever it takes for as long as it takes to make you see that this right here is meant to be.” Those words, this moment, this man made me feel more relaxed. I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

  “I don’t want to hurt you ever and I would think that you felt the same.”

  “Of course I do.”

  “So we take this walk slowly. No need to rush because we know, in the end, it will be you and me.” He leaned in and kissed me with passion and concern. He caressed my face as I lay down on the bed then moved his hands to my breasts and gently tugged at my nipples.

  “Damn, I want you bad,” he whispered. He began to suck on my neck, no doubt leaving marks as hard as he was sucking.

  “Nicholas, I think we should stop,” I whispered, thinking of how we agreed no sex tonight.

  He looked at me with a deep lust in his eyes, breathing heavily. “Why stop?”

  “Didn’t we agree to cuddle and not have sex?” I reminded him. He exhaled loudly and seemingly disappointed.

  “Yes, yes we did,” he replied. He lay down beside me with a full erection. I tried to lay on his chest, but he stopped me.

  “Maya, let the beast go back in his corner before you touch me. I don’t want to be responsible for what he may do to you.” I laughed aloud at what he said.

  “Okay, I’ll lay here and look at you and the beast.” I turned to my side and stared at him.

  I admired his profile as he was still on his back. His sculpted arms up under his head. His washboard abs were relaxed and I could see his chest rise and fall with each breath. His waist tapered off into a well-defined V shape. My, he is a manicured man I thought to myself. His happy trail was neatly trimmed and you could see the definition of his thigh muscles even in a relaxed state. I looked at his cock, still hard, still fully erect and the vein was very prominent with the head a little glossy from the excitement. I found myself becoming extremely aroused looking at him. My heart beat increased and my breaths became labored. I felt my slickness increase as the throbbing continued. I reached over to touch him and he quickly grabbed my hand.

  “Maya, don’t!” he warned sternly and softly. Our eyes locked and for a brief moment, a cone of silence encompassed us. All you could hear was the air we were breathing. The tension was becoming too much for me to handle and I wanted him now. I licked my lips with desire and softly whispered his name. In seconds, he was all over me. The urge within him strong, I couldn’t resist, couldn’t breathe. We were so enthralled with each other that we fell to the floor, but that did not break us. We continued to tangle within each other, biting and sucking on each other in a primal manner. He rolled us over with me now on the bottom and pinned my hands above my head. We locked on to each other and stared for what seemed like an eternity as he reached under his bed and grabbed a small red nylon rope.

  “Do you trust me?” he asked.

  “Yes, I trust you.” I was curious to know what he had in mind. He took the rope and bound my hands together.

  “Is that too tight?”

  “No, it’s fine.”

  “Maya, if you don’t want me to do this to you, please say so. I don’t want it to seem like I am forcing you to do this.”

  “I trust you not to hurt me and I want to do this.” He smiled and then kissed me. The desire to touch him was taken away when my hands were bound. It intensified my desire for him more. It’s like having something you want right there and you can’t grab it, touch it play with it.

  “Nicholas,” I moaned in his ear as I sucked on his earlobe.

  “Oh Christ, Maya. It drives me fucking crazy when you moan my name,” he whispered in my ear. He thrust deep inside me and I arched my back in pleasure. He let out a moan.

  “Don’t move your hips, it makes me want to fuck you harder and I don’t want to hurt you.” Curiosity struck me after hearing him make that confession and I wanted to know how hard he was going to go.

  I moved my hips to meet his thrusts while keeping a lock on his eyes. He looked at me and grinned.

  “Maya, stop.” I knew this was going to be a delicious battle and I wanted to wage war. I met his thrust again, my body begging him to take me.

  “Hurt me,” I whispered. He grabbed my ponytail, pulled my head back, bit me on my neck, and started to suck it, deepening the mark that was sure to be there. He intensified his dive into my sex with great force and I couldn’t help but let out a cry. He repeated his hard motions and with each stab, I let out a cry. The pain was pleasurable and I was enjoying it. I felt a form of release with each pounding I was receiving from him

  “Oh my God, baby. What are you doing to me?” His cries let me know that he was also getting pleasure out of me allowing his inner rage to be free.

  “Fuck me, Maya, ride me hard,” he said as he untied my hands. As soon as my hands were free, I wrapped them around his neck and he turned us over where I was now on top. He grabbed my breasts and began massaging them, sucking on my nipples slightly twisting each nipple in his fingers. I loved the tingling sensation I was getting with each lick, nibble, and twist.

  “Harder, baby.” I began to ride his cock harder and faster as commanded, and I felt my peak build.

  “Shit, Nick,” I moaned, not intentionally inciting him this time as I held my head back and closed my eyes as pleasure rippled through my body. He gritted out a deep moan as his crest met mine, squeezing my hips tight, forcing me into a steady position. I collapsed on his chest as he wrapped his arms around me, holding me tightly. He reached and grabbed his cover off his bed as we lay on the floor and fell asleep.

  Chapter 9

  I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. One half-sleep look at the ID and I saw it was Samantha.

  “Hello?” I said groggily in my half-asleep tone.

  “Maya, where the fuck are you?”

  “In the bed, why?”

  “Um, I don’t know. Oh wait, yes I do, it’s ten a.m., and you are two hours late, missy!” she said aggressively. “Mr. Anderson is looking for you and so are the Binning
s.” Before I could say anything, Nicholas’s phone rang to the sound of ducks quacking.

  “What’s that?” Samantha said.

  “A phone, Samantha. I’ll be there in forty-five minutes.”

  “Oh my God, are you at Nicholas’s?” she inquired. I did not bite.

  “Forty-five minutes, Samantha. Bye.” I hung up the phone and slowly crawled up to the bed.

  “Where you going?” he asked.

  “Work,” I responded, still half-asleep. Last night knocked me on my ass.

  “What time is it?” He squinted, trying to look around.

  “Five after ten.”

  “Fuck! I had a meeting at nine thirty with contractors.” He jumped up off the floor and ran to the bathroom, naked with morning wood. Yep, that turned me on. I heard the shower start as I rested my head in my hands for a moment, trying to get a grasp on the morning. He grabbed me and I let out a scream. He then carried me to the bathroom and we showered and got ready to go to work.

  ****

  On our way to the parking garage, Nicholas handed me a small box.

  “Open it.” His enthusiasm overtook his composure.

  “Oooh, another gift. I wonder what it is.” I giggled. “Could it be dental floss?” I laughed at the idea. When I opened the box, two keys were inside.

  “Nicholas, I don’t understand. What are these keys for?”

  “It’s a key to my place, both of them.” He smiled.

  “Both of them?” I asked.

  “Yes. My place here and in Fort Lauderdale.” He appeared to be searching my face for clues on how I was feeling and I was trying to avoid eye contact.

  “Why?” My tone was dry and short.

  “Ouch. I thought you liked me,” he said with a humorous tone. I smiled and then made the mistake of catching his eyes with mine.

  “I’m sorry. I am taken by surprise, that’s all.”

  “I understand. I’m not asking you to move in with me, I thought it would be good to have in case you wanted to come over or get away. I have an open door policy with my girlfriends.”

  “Oh, girlfriends? I thought I was the only one. How sweet. Nice to know I am sharing you.” Sarcasm and a little bit of truth finding rolled into one.

  “Well, you are the only one and I meant that in a general term not literal. You know ever since the last time you were over here, and we had that misunderstanding, I thought how nice it would be to have you sitting on the couch when I finally returned home. So, while I was out, I had them made. Plus I plan on taking you to my Fort Lauderdale place one day soon.”

  I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

  “I don’t know what to say. I am…I…” I stuttered, trying to find the words to say to him. I have never felt this secure and wanted by another man. I reached up, grabbed his face, and kissed him.

  “Thank you, Nick.” He placed his hands against my face and smiled. His eyes lit up and danced, looking deep into mine. He leaned down and kissed me again.

  “I love you.”

  “What?” Shock took control of my voice.

  “Um, I love you,” he repeated.

  “Okay, you must be crazy.”

  “Why? I tell you I love you and now I’m crazy?” His tone was full of anger and uncertainty.

  “Because we’ve only been seeing each other for about two weeks. Isn’t it too soon?”

  “So you can tell me how I feel?” he said defensively, letting go of his hold on me. I walked away from him a little as I could feel the tension between us and it wasn’t the sexual tension I loved. This was a conflict.

  “No, Nicholas, I’m not trying to tell you anything. I don’t know how a functional relationship works.”

  “Who hurt you? It’s not me, so why do I have to take the blame for his actions?”

  “Nick, I’m sorry. I’m not blaming you. It’s me. I don’t know how to process this.” Nick threw his hands up in exasperation.

  “Look, Maya, I know how I feel. You are exactly everything I thought you would be, knew you were, and more. This is not a marriage proposal. I want you to know that I want you for more than my sex toy and your connections. I want to know you intimately, not only sexually. When we stay the night together, I wake up at night to see if you are really there or if I imagined our time together.” The spark in his eyes had left.

  “I’m not trying to hurt you, Nick, or make you upset. I just don’t know how to react when someone tells me that they love me.” His phone rang at the most inopportune moment.

  “Yeah,” he answered angrily. “On my way.” He hung up his phone and with a look of hurt in his eyes, walked off to his car.

  “Nick!” I called out to him, but no response.

  ‘Nicholas!” I called out again, tears threatening to erupt. He got into his truck and took off. I ran to my car and opened the door, immediately got in and started crying. What the fuck did I do? I thought to myself replaying how that exchange went from sweet to sour in ten seconds flat. My phone rang and I had hoped it was him.

  “Where are you, is everything okay?” I cleared my throat in an attempt to gain my composure.

  “Yes, Mr. Anderson,” I answered, clearing up any sounds of distress. “I am on my way in.”

  “Okay, good. We need to discuss a few things,” he replied. As much as work was not on my mind right now, I had to put up that façade.

  “Okay, see you in about twenty-five minutes.” I hung up the phone and cleaned the tracks of my tears. I looked at my neck and the trail of passion marks that were prominent and evident of the passion we shared last night.

  “Samantha is going to love this,” I said sarcastically as I drove off to work.

  ****

  I arrived at work fighting my tears all the way there. I hurried by Samantha’s desk and waved at her as she was on a call. I closed my door and let out a deep breath. I survived that, I thought to myself. I tried to get into the swing of things so this morning’s communication breakdown between Nicholas and I would not affect me, but I couldn’t. I kept thinking about the look in his eyes when he walked away from me. Tears threatened again as my door was opening. “Hey, girl. You finally made it in I see,” Samantha said as she walked in. I looked up at her and she saw the tears, closed my door, and locked it, ensuring that no one would disturb us. She took a deep breath and grabbed a couple of tissues.

  “Hmm, let me guess, Nicholas,” she said as she wiped my tears. My girls knew that if a relationship presented itself to me, I would not know what to do. I was out of practice and was bound to mess it up.

  “Tell me what happened,” she said.

  “I don’t know. We had a good night together.”

  “I can tell,” Samantha interrupted, referring to the marks on my neck.

  “But this morning, as we were leaving he gave me these.” I took the box out of my purse and showed her the keys to his place, both of them.

  “Um, Maya, that’s pretty deep.”

  “That’s not all.”

  “What else could there be besides giving you a key?”

  I took a deep breath before I told her about his feelings for me. “He told me that he loved me.”

  “Oh no! Really?” Samantha squealed in excitement. “Oh. I get it now. You freaked out didn’t you.”

  “I, I don’t know what I did.” The tears started falling again. Samantha rested my head on her shoulder and began patting and rubbing my back as I started to sob uncontrollably.

  “Why did I do that? I tell him that I trust him, but I lose my shit when he tells me that he loves me. Ugh, I don’t know.”

  “Maya, I know you are confused right now and we need to talk this out, but, Mr. Anderson is looking for you.”

  “Oh, right.” I straightened up and Samantha grabbed me a piece of ice from my mini fridge to put around my eyes to ease the puffiness. I pulled myself together and went to Mr. Anderson’s office.

  I knocked on Mr. Anderson’s door and he invited me to come in. He was on a call as I ente
red and I stood by the door until he motioned for me to sit.

  “I, see. John, I look forward to seeing you and your family Friday evening. I wish Nicky was going to be there, but I understand your business needs. Give your wife my love,” he said and finished the call.

  “Thank you for coming in to work today. We appreciate it.” I could hear a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

  “I apologize, Mr. Anderson, for being late. It won’t happen again.”

  “Yes, it will, but it’s okay. I assume that you were feeling under the weather this morning since your eyes are red and you seem to have the sniffles.” He had a look of concern and I think he knew illness is not the reason for the appearance.

  “Yes, sir. A little under the weather.”

  “Maybe, what I have to say may make you feel better.” He put on his glasses, looked at a piece of paper, and read:

  Charles,

  We are pleased with the work that Amaya Davis has done with the sporting division. We believe she and her team deserve a raise. Please advise Amaya that her new salary will come with an added bonus that will be announced at the celebration Friday.

  “Thank you, Mr. Anderson.”

  “They wanted to tell you this morning before they headed out to a few meetings, but you were running late. So they just had Sue send it to me in an email to inform you.”

  “I appreciate it.” My mood was definitely on display since the talk of a pay increase with extra bonus didn’t have me jumping for joy.

  “I know that it is not my place to say, but, are you okay?”

  “Yes, Mr. Anderson I am okay. A little exhausted.” I was hoping this one little white lie was not going to bite me in the ass.