She went out to lunch on Tuesday, being in the office was torture, but she would get used to it. They’d both been true to their agreement, and avoided each other. But she struggled to sleep alone, knowing he was just upstairs. By Tuesday lunch, however, she was getting restless. She had missed him in the night, his warmth, his comfort, his smell, everything.
She walked the square, window-shopping, she watched the square for a short while, looking for Zach.
She went into her favourite shop, a pretty underwear boutique. She bought a pretty peep set, all lace and ribbon, he could untie her like a present, and she spotted a black fine mesh cami, tightly fitting and a pair of matching briefs, they were plain, but they’d be very sexy on. She smiled, and went to put them in her car.
She heard someone in the carpark as she crossed, his steps matching hers, and she turned to the figure behind her, she didn’t really see him, but she fled to her car. Rape alarm in her hand with the bags, car keys through her fingers in the other hand. Her stomach clenched and she went cold.
She had to sit in her car when she got to it. It hadn’t been him, it was just a guy, probably a nice person, but the fear crawled through her.
She locked her doors and tried to breathe.
Her hands started to shake, and everything upended. She didn’t know how long she was there, trying not to throw up.
She screamed when her phone started ringing and it took her ages to answer.
“Hello?” Her voice was croaky, and shaky.
“What’s happened?” Mia’s voice was soft and kind, and Suzy burst into tears.
“I only went shopping in the square, I just wanted to get out for a bit, there was someone in the carpark, it wasn’t him but…” She just about managed to get the words out.
“Shit. Let me come down to get you.”
“No, it’s okay. I’m okay. I’ll be up, it’s passing. I’m okay.”
“I’m coming down.”
Mia was in the carpark within a few minutes. She helped Suzy stand up when she opened the car door, and held her arm when they went up to the eleventh floor. She marched her into the ladies by the lifts. Suzy made a noise at the sight of her reflection. Mia left her to clean herself up.
She dabbed her face with cold water and tidied up her makeup. She took a few shaky breaths and went back to her desk.
Nathan was at the accounts side of the floor, he looked at her, and frowned when she walked to her desk, something was wrong. She took out her lenses and binned them, the disposable ones were annoying her. She pulled her spare glasses out of her drawer and put them on. She could feel people looking at her. She looked a mess, with a red blotchy face, and half her makeup gone.
“Is everything all right?”
She made herself look at him. He flinched at the look in her eye.
“I’m fine thank you Mr Maxwell.” So, the world was on fire. He nodded and went back to payroll.
She managed to go through the motions of the day, but it was how things went. She’d be fine, and then one moment of irrational panic, usually when she had least to panic over, and she was all over the shop for a day.
A long soak in the bath, a glass of wine and sleep, and she’d be okay again.
She even left before she saw Janet. She just went home. Nathan was behind her at the ring road traffic lights. She caught him in her rear view mirror waving at her like a loon.
She made a rude gesture.
She waited for him in the foyer as he collected his post.
“What happened?”
“Not here.”
“Come to mine.”
She followed him into his flat, and curled up on his couch. “I had a panic attack.”
“Why?”
“I bought some things from one of the clothing boutiques in the square, and a there was someone in the carpark when I went in to put the bags in my car. I just panicked. Stupid, but I made it to the car and had a full on panic attack.”
“You have them often?”
“No, only occasionally, but my brain hates me, I don’t know why, maybe it’s punishing me for getting into this mess. So it waits until I’m a bit happy, or I forget, and then it goes ‘boom’ don’t forget the body numbing horror you have.” She shrugged.
“What do you need?”
“Nothing. I don’t need to you to do anything.”
“I know, I want to…do anything that might be of help.”
“Wow.” He laughed. “I see. Well, this is breaking the rules.”
“I know, but you need a friend. Or more, whatever.”
She sighed. “That is so tempting. But, I kind of want a long soak, listen to some relaxing music, have a glass of wine…”
“Sounds wonderful.” His eyes sparkled at her. “I’m pushing aren’t I?”
“A bit.”
“Okay, I’ll stop.”
“Don’t.”
And here it was, the fire she feared. She wanted him completely; she wanted to be near him, to, be with him.
What she hadn’t told him, was how much she had loved Zach in the beginning, that when she fell it was hard and with all of her. She had jumped in, naïve, innocent, and she had found a monster underneath a charming lie.
That wasn’t Nathan though, but it was finite, and her heart would break when he left her. She would feel betrayed even though she wasn’t; she could see how it all played out for her. And yet, she couldn’t push him away, she wasn’t able to be sensible.
How often in life does a man like Nathan appear? For most, it would be never happen, and she was lucky to have him, even if it was only for a little while.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“Go down, run that bath, I’ll shower and change, do you want me to stay?”
“Yes.”
He nodded and she pressed a kiss to his lips, chaste but needy.
Her legs shook as she went downstairs. She put her phone in the dock in the kitchen, and stripped, and sank into the bath even as it ran, with a glass of white.
She gave Nathan a key at the weekend when he popped out, odd that she didn’t mind him having it.
He called to her when he let himself in.
He leant on the doorframe, taking in the sight of her in a bubble bath. He bit his lip and made a noise.
“Hey dimples.”
“You know, you’re going to get into trouble for calling me that one of these days.”
“How much trouble?”
“How much trouble do you want?”
“All that you can give me.”
She laughed and he took his clothes off, she scooted down, and he sat behind her. The bath was a bit small for the both of them. He ran his hands over her stomach, and breasts, kissing her neck.
She was pinned between his legs.
“This is nice.”
“Isn’t it? Do you want me to make you come?” his deep whisper made her shiver in the hot water.
“Not yet.” He ran the back of his hand up and down her chest. They shared the wine and lay quietly as the water cooled, listening to music.
When they got out, he dried her off. “Are you hungry?”
“Yes.”
She went into the bedroom while he made dinner. She came out in a fluffy robe, and he only wore the lounge pants he came in wearing. They were low riding and she couldn’t take her eyes off him.
“Are you quite done?” he smiled as she laughed.
“Sorry.” They ate, and watched telly, she curled up to him, a blanket covering them.
He stroked her leg absently, and ran it further up, and he pushed the robe up.
“Nathan,” he hesitated.
“It’s okay, we can just sleep, I just like touching you.”
“I like being touched.” She smiled. She took his hand and he followed her into the bedroom.
He slipped his bottoms off, and her robe. He kissed her, and gave her all the affection and reassurance he could, and she took it greedily.
She pulle
d away and looked at him, and for a moment, they just stared at each other, while he stroked her cheek with his thumb.
“Suzy.” He swallowed and frowned.
“This isn’t a good idea is it?”
“Us or tonight?”
“Probably both.”
“Ask me to leave.”
“I don’t think I can.” She ran her hands down his chest as she spoke.
She reached up and kissed him, their passion built slowly, he urged her to the bed. He held her, and made love to her, he was gentle and loving, and Suzy had never experienced anything like it. She held onto him, her nails dug into his skin as she came, and she felt loved as he held her through it.
The rest of the week, they ate and slept together, they didn’t have sex, but something shifted between them, they were no longer just fucking.
Suzy didn’t quite know what to do with it, and it made her unsure. By Friday, she had a plan, and it didn’t involve anything sweet.
Suzy text him on the way out of the office and told him to come down at seven, and eat first. Nathan looked at his phone and smiled, she was up to something. They needed some fun that weekend, as nice as the week had been, it was too comfortable, too much like something he longed for.
He knocked on her door, rather than let himself in.
She didn’t open it, but text him to let himself in. The flat was quiet.
“Hello?”
He heard her laugh, and he went to the bedroom. She was lying on the bed, in her little robe. Her hair was down, and she was smiling.
He stood for a second, working out her game, she waited.
“Get undressed.”
“As you wish.”
He stripped for her, slowly, letting her watch him hungrily, and he relished her eyes on him.
He stood at the edge of the bed waiting. She seemed to be waiting for him, she wanted him to lead. He smiled.
He pulled her up by the hand, so she knelt up, she looked up at him as he undid her robe, and he made a noise when he saw her underwear.
Her bra was cream lace, barely covering her, but it split down each cup to show her nipples, it tied with a ribbon at the front. He swallowed. He did like lingerie, he always had. There was something about the feel of it on a woman’s skin, and keeping it on during sex turned him on so much.
The knickers, if you could call them that, were tied with the same cream ribbon, and they too were split down the middle. The suspenders made his cock twitch.
“Do you like it?”
He made a noise and kissed her, but she pulled back.
“I bought something, I don’t know how you’re going to feel about it.”
“I’m still processing what you’re wearing give me a minute.” He kissed her again, and felt all round her, the feeling of satin ribbon and lace under fingers made him moan. “Okay.” His voice was rough when he finally stopped.
His eye dipped to the hard nipple poking through. “I’m not sure I can wait.”
She laughed and turned away, taking something out of the drawer.
“What’s that?”
She cleared her throat.
“It’s a vibrator.” His jaw clenched. “It has a remote.” He looked at it. It wasn’t large, but it was shaped slightly, and lipped with a little thing off the end of it, for her clit he assumed. “You put it in, and then, it can be separately controlled. With this.” She pressed the button, and it vibrated in her hand. He laughed.
“Would you like to play with me?”
“Holy fuck.” He looked at it, and her, and then it again.
“I mean, if you don’t…”
He cut her off and kissed her. “Does this mean I get to be in charge?” he whispered it into her mouth.
“Yes. But, I don’t want pain.”
“You want submission though, with this?”
“Yes. If you want to.”
“Can I tie you up?”
“If that’s what you want to do with me.”
He thought for a minute what he could do with her, and a slowly lazy smirk went up his face.
Suzy had a long mirrored wardrobe along one wall, it was framed at the top in a wooden carved cornice, it was tall, too tall for her. A wicked idea came to mind, one he had briefly fantasised about.
“You trust me right?”
“Yes. Remember my safe word though.”
She watched him pull out a set of cuffs out of a drawer and he buckled them to her. “You won’t need it, I’m going to be so good to you. Okay?”
“Yes, thank you.” He smiled as the deference she showed him, her lashes lowering as she thanked him. He liked it.
He led her to the wardrobe and turned her to face it. She looked so good. He kissed her neck.
“I need your robe sash.” She was way ahead of him though.
“There is a length of rope at the top, at the back.”
She watched him swallow, and opened the door she nodded at. He found the length of red cord, and tied one end to the cuffs, and threw the length round the thick curve of the wood. “Do you think this is strong enough?”
“I don’t know. I guess we’ll find out.”
He tugged the rope, testing the weight, nothing moved, and it looked solid enough, her arms raised as he pulled. She closed her eyes, and he tied the length off to the other end. “I’ve not done this before.”
She grinned up to him. “If I say my safe word, it means we stop and talk about it, if I want out, I’ll say. Take what you want from me, but your aim is to please me.”
“Turn and look at yourself.” He watched her flush and she obeyed, leaning into him a little. “Open your legs.”
He ran his hand down her back, he fondled her breasts, he ran his hand down and cupped her, she was already so wet. He ran his hand under the small triangle of lace that failed to cover her bottom. He ran his finger down between her cheeks, to the top of her thighs, he ran his fingers under the straps of her suspenders and stockings. She watched him the whole time, utterly intent on her.
He took a deep breath.
He positioned the vibrator at her entrance as he parted the crotch of the lace, and teased her with it. She sucked a breath as he gently pushed it in and out.
He worked it all the way in, the shaped lip cupping her, the little arm off the end, pressing up to her clit.
He turned her back to him and he kissed her, pressing her into the mirror. He clicked the button the little remote making it pulse slowly, and she moaned into his mouth.
He pushed his tongue further into her mouth, owning it. She shivered at the pulsing vibration. He let her go licking his lips. He spun her back round. He’d left enough slack to pull her back to him, the rope went tight as he did. It held.
“Watch yourself come.”
He kissed her neck, holding her gaze. His fingers parted the cups of her bra.
“You like this, do you want it?”
“Please, please.”
“Like that?” he pinched and rolled them, he couldn’t take his eyes off her. When she closed her eyes, he left her breasts. “I said watch.”
She was panting, he lowered his head and rounded to her breast, one hand on her hips and the other on her other breast, he kissed and sucked, all the while the slow heavy pulse of the vibrator kicked her breath.
He swapped sides, and she could feel her orgasm approach, he felt her body react. “I want to hear you come. Let me know how good it is.”
She couldn’t speak, he continued to watch her as he stood back, going back to using just his fingers, the feel of the lace of her bra made him smile, he watched her face as she came, and he started to stroke himself. She was beautiful as her head arched back and she cried out, her body moved forwards and back. He steadied her, but he was too far-gone himself.
He almost growled and she looked at him fisting his cock.
“Please, Nathan, I need you.”
He pulled out the vibrator and undid the rope, he could have taken her quickly, he could have given in t
o his want, but he didn’t, he held off. He lay her on the bed, leaving her wrists cuffed above her head.
He smiled as he parted the lace of her crotch, and pushed inside. She stilled and sighed. He lifted a thigh up, and pressed deep into her.
“Is that better?”
She made a noise and he smiled as he went slowly, savouring every moan, the feel of her breasts and lace against him.
With her knee braced against his chest, he leant up on one arm, and with the other slowly pulled the ribbon of the bra. She watched him enjoy her. There was love in his eyes, and part of her turned from it, and part of her clung to it.
He left the bra undone, but in place, and he palmed her breasts. He moved to the little knickers and pulled on the big bow at the side, he felt under the fabric, his pace picking up. He pushed her legs further apart, and he felt the lace brush the sides of his cock as he went in and out, it was too much, and he shifted so he could go harder.
It felt like hours he was there, just enjoying her body, his thrusts were firm but controlled, his hand moving over her.
The fabric bunched and rubbed between them. She came, clinging to him, loud, unrestrained, she cried out begging him to fuck her.
He lost himself to the pull of her internal muscles, he lost all reason as he became frenzied, and only just managed to stop himself from telling her that he loved her as he collapsed onto her.
Nathan woke a few hours later, Suzy, now naked, was wrapped in most of the duvet. He looked at her in the dim light.
He thought about earlier, she was incredible. He sat up. He wondered how he was going to manage to leave her. Time was flying with her, and another week was gone. It would soon be winter, then Christmas, New Year, and he would be gone in January.
He got up and sat in the kitchen, he listened to the hum and click of her fridge, and thought about how he could find a way to stay.
Eight. It’s all fun and games until…
It was Nathan’s birthday at the end of October. Thirty-four, he was hurtling towards forty and it made him queasy. He looked up from his computer and rubbed his eyes. He was already working on ideas of how he could stay. The past weeks had been incredible. He hadn’t been so happy in years. He loved her, not that he had said anything, and he felt she loved him. Yet she always held back. Whenever they reached that point where emotion, the profundity of it stood between them, heavy and electric, she pulled away, she distracted him with sex, with teasing.
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