Damn.
It was my phone, which meant it was time for me to get up and start my day. I hated leaving Azmir's bed, it was so contenting, generous in space, warm and inviting. I reached over and silenced my phone then turned to peak over at Azmir who, miraculously, was sound asleep after the thunderous sound going off. So was Azna, who managed to get in the bed at some point during the night. Azmir’s bed was a few feet from the floor. Azmir must have put him up here. Azna looked like a ball of fur.
I turned back to the fine specimen of a man just inches away from me. He appeared beautiful and alluring, even in his sleep. I rested my head on the fluffy pillow once more and counted to ten, something I often did to help wake up. I then crawled out of bed and tiptoed in the bathroom where I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I searched for all of my belongings from the night before like my underwear, camisole and jewelry. We were primal in here just a few hours ago and it's evident. If I were a mistress and his wife unexpectedly showed up to find this morning disarray we’d be busted.
As I headed back into the bedroom Azmir was sitting up in bed, nude from the neck to the waist, petting Azna. “Why are you up so early? It’s not even six,” he spoke in his extra-baritone morning voice. His voice was sexy even first thing in the morning.
Focus, Rayna!
“I have to get to work, Mr. Jacobs,” I reminded him.
“Not until eight.”
I furrowed my eyebrows in jest. “I have things to do before work.”
“Such as...?”
He’s being nosey. “I workout...if you must know.”
“Stay with me. Boyd should be here any minute. We can have breakfast first then head to the rec to workout before work. You can shower there.”
“Mr. Jacobs, I can't. I don't have clothes here.”
“Ah-ha! Therein lies the problem. Here’s a solution: move in. It’s a simple issue of geography.” He ended with the panty snatching smirk. He is so sexy! Oh my...! “Stay and I’ll start my breakfast in here and then we can burn off the first few hundred calories...in here.” He patted the bed.
I smiled shyly as I processed his proposal. “As tempting as that sounds, I can’t. I’m going home to workout. I’ll take Azna with me. He has a vet appointment on my lunch.”
He rose from the bed and strolled over to me oozing sex. When he reached out to touch me, I flinched as I held my arm out.
“Don’t,” I pleaded harsher than I intended. He paused with a slight look of hurt and disappointment in his face. “Azmir, if you touch me we both know that I’ll succumb to your sexual prowess. Starting today, I am on a new path. Amongst many things, I’m trying to learn how to communicate with my mouth, remember that?”
There. Nice start of this journey, Rayna!
Azmir formed a seductive growler expression with his mouth. Does he do this to me on purpose?
“But you can use your mouth to communicate this morning.”
I gave him a maternal glare to let him know that I was adamant.
I grabbed Azna and headed for the bedroom door. Out of nowhere, the music from the night before started to play in my head halting my stride. I did an about-face back towards him, putting my bag on the floor but keeping Azna in my left arm. I reached up to grab Azmir's face, pulled it down towards mine and gave him the most passionate kiss I'm sure I've ever given a man. I moved with inspiration and hope...hope for us...hope for me. His mouth was warm, tasting so promising and innocent. He was delicious even before brushing his teeth. I was in love with this man and had plans to show him. I finally withdrew my tongue, then lips knowing that at any second I could end up back in his bed.
Taking a step back, I read his expression. He was lost, but he enjoyed it. I exhaled deeply and murmured, “Good day, Mr. Jacobs.”