“Yes, but I need to tell him goodnight.”
I smiled and placed the phone by his ear. I could hear him telling him that he loved him, and daddy would see him tomorrow. I loved that man.
“Let me get him down and grab a shower, and I’ll call you back.”
“You’re going to make me watch you shower?” he asked.
I laughed. “No. you don’t have to watch. You’re the one that put the stupid cameras in the shower.”
“I’m watching,” he assured me.
“Okay. I love you. I’ll talk to you in a little bit.”
“I love you too, baby. Give my little man a kiss for me.”
I kissed sleeping Nick, once for me and once for his daddy.
I tried to hide my sneaky smile as I undressed and got in the shower. I was no longer self-conscious about Drew watching me in the shower. It kind of turned me on. I seductively bathed for him and then placed my left hand on the tiled wall as my fingers made their way to my throbbing core. I made it show half, moaning and twisting my hips into my fingers. I heard my cellphone ring from the bathroom sink. I ignored it which I was sure he expected. I couldn’t have gotten out and answered it had I wanted to. I was going to come, and he was going to watch. I did come. I came hard and called out in much needed pleasure.
I hadn’t even gotten dried off when my phone rang again. I smiled and answered it.
“I’m going to freaking kill you,” Drew promised.
“What’s wrong, baby?” I asked, smartly.
“I can’t believe you did that. Do you have any idea how long it’s been? Do you really think I can handle that right now?”
“You didn’t like the show?”
“If you could see how hard I am right now, you would know that I loved it.”
“Damnit, Drew,” I said. I didn’t want to picture that. I wanted that inside of me.
“How much longer do we have?” he asked.
“One week, and we are staying in bed for a whole week.”
Drew laughed and decided that we needed to talk about something else. We did. We talked about our baby boy, and going to our beach house with Celeste, Alicia and Vincent. Drew had an office built on to the house so that he and Celeste could work while we were there.
Alicia and I would spend a lot of time together while the two work-a-holics did their thing. We didn’t mind. She loved the beach house as much as I did, and Vincent wanted to move there. He and Caroline had treasure to find.
Alicia and I were eating lunch when Drew and Celeste arrived back home the following day. Marta brought them both a plate. Alicia and I rolled our eyes at each other because they couldn’t shut up about a new merger during our meal.
I eyed Drew like I wanted to devour him. He sensed it and kept giving me the eye to stop it. I didn’t. I waited until Nicholas was down for a nap and Alicia had to leave to pick Vincent up from school and went into his office.
“Alicia is leaving to get Vincent. Go with her.
You’re done here,” I told her point blank.
“I can’t leave yet. I have to get this done,” she stated, keeping her eyes on the laptop in front of her.
I closed her laptop. She had to move her fingers to keep me from closing them in her computer. She looked up as did Drew, both with shocked expressions.
“Go home,” I demanded. She didn’t even look at Drew for permission. She knew that I was serious. She gathered her things and left.
“What are you doing?” Drew asked as I came to him.
I didn’t answer. I walked around his chair and loosened his tie from behind. He didn’t speak as I continued to unbutton his shirt.
“Morgan?” he questioned. I still didn’t answer.
I bent and kissed his ear and sucked on his neck.
That was all that it took. He was up, and I was in his arms as his mouth devoured mine.
“You can’t do this yet,” he panted to my lips.
“I have to,” I assured him, sliding out of my pants.
He helped me out of my shirt and ran his fingers between my legs.
“Jesus Christ, Morgan,” he exclaimed as he felt my wetness. I moaned at his touch.
I stepped around him and bent over his desk, brushing his steel rod as I did. I thought I was going to come unglued just seeing the protrusion lying erect to the left side of his dress pants.
“What do you want?” he asked in a panty, raspy tone.
“I need for you to spank me,” I instructed.
I knew I was being crazy and erratic. I didn’t care.
We hadn’t had rough sex in so long. I was beginning to forget what it was like.
I felt the first painful, pleasure and moaned as he rubbed away the sting, dipping his finger inside of me. I could have endured the painful pleasure for an hour.
I heard him open a desk drawer. I knew what he was doing. I wanted him to do it. I felt his finger at the pucker of my ass. He moved his finger in slowly until he was easily taking in and out.
“Is this what you want, baby?” he asked.