I wink at her and she looks back at Amanda, who says, “I don’t want to get in the way, and I have another training session. But Elania, it’s great to finally meet you. I hope to see you around here more.”
As Amanda leaves, I close the gap between Elaina and I. She’s looking up at me with those eyes and those lips. There’s a glint of pain laced in the crease of her brow and I don’t like it. My hand finds her face, gently cradling it as a breath of air escapes her. I lean in, kissing her softly.
Right away, her lips pucker against mine. A soft whine sounds from within her. Jesus, I love how her lips feel connected to mine, how her body feels so close to me. Moving one of my hands down her body, I finally get to feel her every curve, every contour that makes her.
Finally, she slows the kiss, and as much as I hate it, it’s what right. I don’t need to walk out of here with a hard on.
“What was that for?” she asks as I brush her bangs out of her eyes.
“So you know there’s nothing going on between Amanda and I.”
“How does a kiss reassure me of that?”
“I guess it doesn’t, but Amanda…” I stop myself before saying too much.
“You can tell me, Nate.” I look into her eyes and know that she means it. For some reason there is something about her that is making me want to trust her.
“She’s not into guys, if you get my drift.”
She nods her head and I see everything click. “Oh,” she says.
“I told you nothing’s going on with her. But I have to be honest with you – I do want more to go on with us.” Fuck, my own words shock me. What is this chick doing to me? I can’t believe I’m actually considering a relationship. That I’m not panicking even the slightest bit. That my breathing is steady and calm and not one part of me is freaking the fuck out.
She looks away from me, processing what I just said. “What does that mean exactly?”
“I’m not sure myself, but I like how you feel in my arms and how we are when we’re together.”
“I like it too,” she whispers, both relief and tension warring on her face.
“Can we see where things go?” I ask.
“I’m not sure I’m ready. You know what Alex did to me. I can’t get hurt again. It’s still so fresh. So raw.”
“I won’t do what he did to you, I promise. I’ve been through hell myself. I’m not even sure I remember how to be in a relationship, but you make me want to try.”
She pushes me against the wall. “Will you always be honest with me?”
I nod my head and softly kiss her lips.
“Okay, let’s try.”
Right away, my cock gets hard and again her lips find mine. Everything inside of me wants to close and lock the office door, to fuck her right here, but not for our first time…I won’t do that.
Even though I have no plans on fucking her, I can’t stop myself from grinding into her, letting her feel the full force of me. Even through our clothes, it still turns her on.
She holds on to me and we slowly stop kissing, so I move my lips to her neck where I get a very strong aroma of her scent and it drives me insane. Thank God we’re not standing in front of the door. But I know that we risk someone coming in, and sometimes I do need to think with my head. Pulling my lips away from her neck in protest, I look at her through hooded lids.
“Can I see you tonight?”
She nods her head and asks, “What time are you off?” looking at me with those sexy eyes.
Fuck, NOW! “Whenever you are,” I tell her, my steady voice concealing my intense desire to just say “fuck it” and get out of here.
She smiles, weaving her fingers into my hair. “Wanna meet at my place around six?”
“Six?” I grumble in protest.
“Fine, five?”
“Okay, that’s better. I’d say let’s go there now, but I understand that you have work.” Clearly I’m not succeeding at totally playing it cool. My dick is definitely taking over.
“You do, too. Don’t make me feel bad.”
“I know I do. I think I even have an interview for a new trainer in about ten minutes,” I suddenly remember, checking the clock, shaking off my lust-induced haze.
“I’ll text you my address.” She kisses me on the lips and turns to leave.
“Contract!” I blurt out. “I’ll sign it, then walk you out.”
Quickly I sign the papers, sliding them back into the folder and hand it back over to her. Then I grab her hand and watch as she looks down at our intertwined fingers.
With the proudest look on my face that I’ve had in a long time, we head outside. I sense everyone’s eyes on us as we leave, and I don’t give a shit.
The sun is warm and I let my eyes stare at her ass as she walks down the stairs in front of me. “I can’t wait for tonight,” she says, opening the door to her Escalade.
“I know, me either.” And for one last time I indulge in her scent, her lips, and everything that is this amazing woman, who for some reason, likes me.