“Bathroom!” he demanded, and I laughed harder as I heard doors being opened.
By the time Eli came back inside the room, my laughter had died down. But the look on his face had the giggles starting back up. Especially, when he gripped his back and stretched with a loud pop sound.
“Holy hell,” he groaned. “How long was I in there?”
“Awhile,” I replied with a smirk.
“Damn, I feel like I’ve been shoved into a meat grinder,” he complained as he continued to stretch his body.
Earlier when he’d come back to my place, he’d stripped his shirt off before I could stop him and now, I enjoyed the show of his muscles flexing.
“You know… my phone is in your kitchen,” he grumbled as I heard another popping sound.
“You sound like an old man,” I giggled. Then his words registered, and I jerked upright on my bed. “What did you say?”
“Naira, my cell phone is on the table next to my coffee cup,” he stated slowly as if I wasn’t all that bright.
Slowly, the picture of my kitchen table appeared. Sitting on top of it were two coffee cups and Eli’s cell. Then memories of my mother glancing at the table as she moved about my kitchen, a small smile curving her lips as she went on and on about when I was going to find a nice boy and settle down. How she’d gone on about how she wasn’t getting younger and would like some grandchildren before she was so old, she couldn’t move.
“Fuck!” I groaned. “She knew. She fucking knew.”
Eli looked at me strangely. “Who knew?”
“My mother,” I groaned.
A laugh burst from Eli. I looked at him in horror.
“This isn’t funny.”
“Come on, firecracker. You know it is.” Eli took the few steps to reach me and pulled me into him.
“Not even a little,” I grumbled into his chest.
“Naira…” Eli reached between us and pushed his fingers under my chin to lift it and force me to look at him. “Haven’t you ever heard the saying, ‘It’s better to laugh than cry,’?”
“No,” I pouted.
“Sister Mary Agnes used to tell me that all of the time when I was growing up. Life wasn’t easy when I was small, but it was even harder for Sister Mary Agnes and them. You know, with taking care of a headstrong boy.” Eli sighed and looked off into the distance over my head. “I wish I’d been a better kid.”
“You seem pretty awesome to me,” I whispered as I watched the emotions play out on his face.
Shaking his head, he grinned down at me. “Sister Mary Agnes always says I kept her young,” Eli laughed. “It’s all about perspective.”
“I guess.” But inside my head I was still mortified.
Eli’s fingers slid up my jawline until he was able to slip his hand into my hair and cup the back of my head.
“I find you breathtakingly beautiful, Naira Kang.” His words hit me dead center in my heart and when he lowered his head and slowly, ever so softly took my lips in the sweetest kiss I’d ever experienced I realized how easy it would be to fall for Eli.
Letting go of everything but this moment, I walked my hands up his chest and gripped his neck. The kiss deepened and Eli reached down to grab my ass and lift me up into his arms. My arms wrapped tightly around his neck as I brought my legs up to wrap around his waist.
Within seconds, arousal slickened my thighs. Eli began to move. My robe dropped to the floor just before he laid me back on the bed.
“Move up,” he ordered as he began to unbutton his jeans.
I watched as he looked around my room and then walked to the closet. A moment later he returned with a bag and pulled out a large box of condoms.
My mind fuzzed out. I couldn’t explain what happened between that moment and the one where Eli began to push inside of me, all I knew is that as my walls stretched to allow him entry, it was the best feeling in the world.
Eli stared into my eyes as he thrust forward an inch and then pulled from my body. Silence was broken by our heated breaths and the sounds of two bodies coming together. It was the most beautiful sound and I felt my body respond instantly. My core heated, arousal eased Eli’s movements, and every nerve ending seemed to be on fire.
“Next time, I will worship you,” Eli rasped as he bottomed out inside of me.
“Next time,” I whispered.
“Yeah… I have a whole box of condoms and nowhere to be.” Eli sealed his promise with a deep kiss as he pulled out and slammed back into me.
I screamed into his mouth and lost myself in the moment.
CHAPTER NINE
Eli
“Mmm. That was amazing,” Naira moaned as she snuggled against me. I kissed the top of her head and continued trying to pace my breathing.
The sex had been amazing. Her body responded to every touch and movement I made. It was like her body was mine to command. When she had climbed on top and began working her pussy up and down my cock, I thought I was going to explode right then and there. Her beautiful, perfect tits had bounced with each movement she made.
“What has you lost in thought?” she laughed.
“Your beautiful body.” I strummed my finger up along her spine. She trembled and moaned at the same time. “It’s perfect in every way, Naira.”
“You’re just saying that because I put–” Her words were teasing but filled with insecurity. I knew where she was headed with them, so I covered her mouth with my hand and shook my head.
“No, ma’am. None of that,” I whispered then kissed her forehead. “You were perfect before we slept together.” I lowered my hand and wrapped my arm around her waist.
“You seem a little too good to be true,” she whispered.
Me? Too good to be true?
I couldn’t help the laugh that erupted from me. I was nowhere near how she envisioned me. I had a rap sheet, not much in savings, and didn’t own a car.
“I believe you have the wrong guy,” I laughed. She shook her head and then propped herself up on her elbow. She was now looking down at me.
“Don’t cut yourself short, Eli,” she smiled.
“You’re sweet. You really are, but I’m–” She covered my mouth with her hand.
“You aren’t the only one who can stop someone from talking,” she smirked. My chuckle was muffled behind her hand. “Just accept my compliment and leave it at that. Okay?” I nodded and she smiled as though she had just won the Olympics. She lowered her hand and then kissed me swiftly.
“I’m sure the judges and opposing counsel love you,” I teased. She rolled her eyes and laughed.
“That’s a whole other story for a different day,” she groaned.
“Will there be another day for me to learn more about you?”
The question came out before I even processed it. I instantly regretted it. I had probably just set off her creepy radar.
“Sorry. Not trying to creep you out,” I blurted. She seemed lost in thought. I waved my hand in front of her face. She snapped out of it.
“I’m sorry. What were you saying?” she whispered.
“I was apologizing for creeping you out.” She smiled and shook her head in reply.
“You didn’t,” she shook her head, again. It was though she was trying to confirm with herself. “I’d love to see you again.”
“Really?”
“Of course. I mean, if you don’t mind my crazy schedule,” she looked at me with hopeful eyes.
“I think our crazy schedules match up, so I think we’ll be just fine,” I assured her. “We can go out for dinner or a movie. If you aren’t too tired. Or we can grab coffee at the Big Apple Cafe on the weekend. Whatever you’d like. My treat.”
“I’d like that,” she smiled and then leaned down and kissed me softly. “Want me to make some lunch?”
“Food does sound nice,” I grinned and traced my fingers along the outside of her thighs. Her eyes closed and she trembled.
“You’re naughty,” she opened her eyes and smiled. “
Let me cook us lunch and then you can have your dessert.”
“Sounds delicious,” I nipped her bottom lip, and then climbed out of bed.
“I love that ass,” she moaned. I went to turn, but her teeth sinking into my ass stopped me. I looked behind me and down. She looked up at me and grinned wickedly.
“And, you call me naughty,” I grinned. She shrugged but kept her wicked grin. “I’m about to eat my dessert first, if you keep teasing me.”
“I think we should both have our dessert,” she licked her lips. I turned to face her and before I could reply to her comment, she took hold of my cock and licked the tip.
My cock instantly grew hard from the touch of her warm tongue. I closed my eyes and groaned. It was a simple touch, but it lit a fire inside me.
Her tongue circled a few times around the tip of my cock before she took my cock into her mouth. She took as much as she could of my dick into her mouth. I moaned when I struck the back of her throat.
She pulled away slowly with her lips suctioned tightly around my cock.
“Fuck, baby. That feels good,” I moaned.
I opened my eyes and looked down to find her looking up at me. Again, she took as much of my cock into her mouth as she could. I wanted to grab her head to keep her in place and thrust my cock fully inside her mouth.
Naira worked her mouth up and down my cock. She was just as good at giving head as she was at fucking. The woman was perfect in every way.
She pulled my cock slowly out of her mouth and flicked the tip with her tongue. My balls tightened and I groaned.
“You’re so huge,” she looked up at me and smirked.
“You sure it’s big enough, baby?” I asked, grabbing the shaft of my cock and stroking it. Naira watched my hand like a hawk.
She got on her hands and knees. One of her hands slipped down her stomach and between her thighs.
“Flip over. Let me watch you play with your pussy,” I ordered.
Without hesitation, she laid on her back with her head directly under my cock and balls. Her legs spread and she worked her fingers on her clit. My eyes were glued on the sexy scene in front of me. When Naira’s tongue stroked under my balls and up to my cock, I growled in approval.
I grabbed her nipples with my fingers and pinched them. Naira moaned against my cock. I slid a hand down between her breasts, down her stomach and finally to her fingers that were rubbing circles against her clit.
“Hands to your side,” I ordered. She whimpered but did as I had asked. I slapped her pussy softly. She bucked and gasped for air.
“More. Please. More,” she begged. I slapped her pussy again, and this time dipped my finger into her pussy. “Fuck!” she screamed.
I thrust my fingers in and out of her a few times before pulling them out and sucking on them.
“That’s fucking hot,” she moaned.
“Tastes so good,” I said, sucking on my fingers one last time. I climbed on the bed and laid on my back. “Now come sit on my face so I can have my dessert."
CHAPTER TEN
Naira
Sunday had been an amazing day. Then I’d had the week from hell. Several of my cases went bottoms up and a few others had fallen into my lap which required extra preparation. Eli and I had traded a few messages, but it had become increasingly difficult to pay attention to anything other than my clients, the courtrooms, and trying to make sure I ate enough that I didn’t kill over.
“Counselor, are we boring you?” Judge Neaman snapped.
“No, ma’am,” I replied instantly and shuffled some papers.
“She wants the contract,” my client hissed under his breath.
“Here it is, Judge Neaman,” I announced and stood up as the bailiff stepped forward to retrieve the document. “As you will notice, my client was well within his rights. I highlighted the appropriate sections.”
The judge sifted through the paperwork and then glared at my opposing counsel.
“Agreed, Ms. Kang. Good work.” Judge Neaman nodded her head in approval as she turned to the other table. “I find in favor of the defendant, Mr. James. Next time, do your homework or just ask Ms. Kang if you should waste my time.”
Everyone rose and walked from the courtroom. My client was celebrating with his family as he walked from the room. I smiled, happy to see another client get justice.
“Naira, what’s wrong?” Neil James asked from behind me.
I startled, not expecting him to be in court today.
“Nothing, why?” I muttered as I began to sift my papers together in order to get them back in my briefcase.
“You seem off your game… well… this whole week actually,” Neil looked at me with concern. The man had been my mentor when I started with the firm right out of law school and had made partner about the same time.
“Have you ever wondered if you missed something? Like you were supposed to take a different road but missed it?” I asked.
“Not really,” Neil chuckled. “Making partner was all I ever wanted.”
“Not me. I used to have a ten-year plan. But that was eleven years ago and I’m nowhere near where I saw myself.” I strummed my fingers on the table as I leaned against the edge.
“Naira, you’re a great lawyer and the firm is thrilled with your track record. Given enough time, you could be taking my place.” Neil looked at me solemnly.
“But?” I asked.
“But, if you aren’t doing what you want to be doing, then you should find out how to get where you want to be.” Neil almost sounded like my grandpa when he told me his proverbs. At least I could understand what Neil was trying to tell me.
“Neil, I think I need to take that vacation time I’ve been saving up,” I replied.
“How much?” Neil lifted his phone and began to type something.
“All of it,” I replied without missing a beat. Since Sunday my thoughts had been drifting between Eli and the things my mother had said to me.
Once upon a time, a family of my own had been high on my list. But, somewhere along the way I’d lost sight of that. Was Eli the man for the job, who knew? But I’d only find out if we could spend some time together. Time getting to know each other better.
Silence filled the room and I raised my gaze to Neil. He was staring at me in shock.
“Is there a problem with me taking it?” I asked.
“You want to take an entire month of vacation time?” Neil seemed surprised I wanted to take vacation or maybe it was the fact I had that much time to take,
“Yep. The whole shebang,” I confirmed with a grin. “I’ll make notes on all of my cases and have everything boxed up and delivered to Jonah first thing tomorrow.”
“Okay…” Neil shook his head as he typed in something and swiped his phone before dropping it back into his pocket. “It’s done. I hope you find what you’re looking for,” Neil offered with a smile.
“Me, too,” I agreed. “Me, too.”
When I’d left the courthouse, I’d texted Eli and asked if he wanted to have dinner with me the next night. Within minutes he’d replied. I still couldn’t help but smile at his use of emojis. I was guessing he was as excited to see me as I was him.
Now, I was pacing my kitchen and watching the clock tick slowly toward the time he was to arrive. Dinner was being kept warm in the oven – and yes, I’d cooked it – and I had the table set with real plates and candles.
“Am I trying too hard?” I asked the smiling cat on the potholder in my hand.
When the doorbell rang, I jerked, and the potholder fell from my hand. Glancing at the clock I smiled. Eli was early.
I rushed to the door and opened it without checking the peephole, the tiny woman wearing black pants and a gray ‘I love New York’ sweatshirt wasn’t the person I expected.
“Naira Kang, what is wrong?” Sister Mary Agnes demanded as she pushed inside.
“Wrong?” I gaped at the sister.
“I called your office and they said you took a sabbatical. You n
ever take time off. So, what happened?”
“Nothing, Sister. I just decided it was time for me to think about what I want out of life,” I replied as Sister Mary Agnes froze in the kitchen doorway.
“Oh….” she turned a huge smile in my direction. “You’re expecting someone?”
Her eyes brightened with excitement and she took a step toward me.
“As a matter of fact, I am,” I replied without giving her any of the answers to the questions I could see swirling in her eyes.
“Come on now, girl, throw an old woman a bone. You know I’ve never dated.” The sister smirked at me.
“Uh huh, right,” I laughed.
“Well…” she tapped her foot and waited for me to spill my secrets.
My thoughts grew chaotic as I began to worry about telling her about Eli and I. Would she be happy for us? Or, would she be upset that I began dating a man she sent to me for help? I hadn’t gone about things quite the way I should have.
“Naira Kang,” Sister Mary Agnes boomed at me. “Are you dating a good boy?”
“Of course not, Sister. I only go for the bag apples, you know that.” I grinned at the excommunicated nun.
“Well, thank goodness for that,” she joked back.
“It’s just a big apple full of sin around here.” The doorbell chose that moment to ring. It was as if it was punctuating the fact that wasn’t exactly lying about the sinning.
“Oh… your guest is here. I’ll just get out of your way.” Sister Mary Agnes opened the door to a smiling Eli.
“I brought desert,” he announced before his gaze dropped to Sister Mary Agnes.
“Sister?” He looked between the nun and me.
“I’m just leaving,” the nun announced as she pushed past a startled Eli who had to work hard not to drop a white box he held in one hand and a drink tray with two steaming cups he held in his other.
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Sister Mary Agnes yelled back as she stepped onto the elevator and disappeared with loud laughter.
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