“Okay, suga. I have to go. Check your mail and text me if you get the package.”
“I will. Bye, Ethan.”
“Bye, Mia.”
She sighed happily as she closed her phone and set it on the table to her left. She should probably call back some potential candidates but she couldn’t concentrate. In a few more days, Ethan would be here. Mia smiled and chided herself. She couldn’t even think of the word without that stupid dopey smile appearing.
She liked him—a lot. There wasn’t one thing that had deterred her from him. Even this damn two thousand miles that separated them didn’t damper the way she felt. If anything, it made her like him even more.
Mia hadn’t realized that she’d been doodling in her notebook as her mind daydreamed about him. Chuckling quietly, she viewed the page with his name all over in all sorts of different styles. She dated the page, added the location and hoped no one ever saw this.
Glancing up from her notebook, Mia saw that the beautiful blonde girl had been there the entire time. She was sure she blushed the color of cherries. The girl probably heard all the talk about porn. Great. How embarrassing.
But instead of ignoring Mia, the girl smiled over at her. “So, you’re looking for a manager?”
“You heard that but not the other stuff?” Mia asked incredulously.
“Oh, I heard that, too,” she said with a little bit of a laugh. “But it’s the manager talk that interested me. Are you an actress or a musician?”
Mia studied the young woman. Even though she was sitting, Mia could tell the woman was taller than her with her enviable long legs and torso and she couldn’t miss her perfect breasts. Mia felt inadequate compared to the blonde. She was freaking gorgeous. Probably was an actress with a body and face like that.
“A musician. I’ve been charged with the task of finding a manager for my band.”
“Are you guys from around here?”
“No, we’re from Chicago, though, I’m originally from Michigan.”
“Oh, really? I’m from Ann Arbor.”
“Wow! Small world. I’m from East Lansing. What are you doing all the way out here?”
“School. I recently graduated from USC.”
“In?” Mia asked, surprised that the woman was out here for school and not in movies or television.
“I got my bachelor’s in Music Industry and then just finished my MBA.”
Okay, this was getting Mia pretty excited. This could be the magical candidate she was looking for. “What do you do with that?”
“Manage musicians.”
Mia smiled. She couldn’t help it. She was so glad this girl wasn’t an actress!
“What’s your name?”
“Allie Kellmeyer.”
“Hi, Allie. I’m Mia Devereux. Are you currently managing any musicians?”
“No, I used to work for a management firm where I had multiple clients. I didn’t like that. I want one client that I can focus on, give everything to, not be scattered all over for multiple acts.”
“Allie, I think we’re going to have to discuss this further, if you are interested, because that is the exact type of manager that we want.”
“I think that is something we should set up,” she said with a big smile. “So … who’s Ethan and why are you two talking about porn?”
Mia laughed, glad Allie had a sense of humor. She would need it if she ended up managing the band. “My boyfriend. And the porn? It’s a joke. I think …”
The two women talked for a good hour before Allie had to leave. They set up a time to talk with the rest of the band tomorrow before they headed into the studio. Mia really liked her. She just hoped the guys liked her, too.
Ethan
Los Angeles, April 2006
Ethan sat back against the plush interior of the limo as the chauffeur finished putting his bags into the trunk. He really wished he didn’t have to go to this event. He would rather spend all his time with Mia, but duty called.
One month. That’s how long it had been since he last saw Mia. It surprised him how much he missed her. She invaded his thoughts constantly, intruding when he should have been focusing, but his mind knew what the better topic was—the beautiful brunette with dark chocolate eyes and smooth, creamy skin. The moments of their first week together repeated often in his head. The first time she smiled. Their first kiss and subsequent make out session. Hearing her sweet, earthy voice as he saw her perform for the first time. The image of her naked body as she lay on the bed before he first made love to her. Each time with her was better than the last.
He was so glad they had the technology they did. He loved communicating with her every day, though phone calls didn’t happen as often as he would have liked. They were lucky to talk daily, though that didn’t always happen. The three-hour time difference and their schedules were key factors to that.
The driver, clearing his throat, interrupted his thoughts. “Where to, Mr. Christopher?”
Ethan rattled off Mia’s address and the driver set off. The drive from the airport to her apartment didn’t take that long, maybe twenty minutes.
As they drove through the complex, Ethan felt his nerves attack. So much has happened in her life recently. Would her feelings be the same for him? His had changed but not in a negative way. If anything, they had intensified. He loved talking with her on the phone; getting to know her better. Every new thing he learned about her fascinated him. She made him think. She made him laugh. She also made him ache from over two thousand miles away.
“We’re here, Mr. Christopher. Anything else?”
“Yeah. I’ll be here for a bit, but I’ll need the limo to take me to my hotel.”
“Okay, I’ll just wait, sir.”
Ethan exited the limo and walked up the outside steps to the second floor. As he rounded the corner, the sight of Mia running towards him, the grin on her beautiful face alive with happiness and affection had him smiling ear to ear. She jumped into his arms and he held her snugly to his body, her breasts crushed against his chest, her legs a vice around his hips. God, it felt so wonderful to hold her, touch her again. Breathing in, his heart skipped a happy beat. She smelled just like he remembered—a heady mix of vanilla and honey.
He let her plaster his face with kisses until he needed her mouth on his. He captured her lips in a fierce kiss. Mia held his face between her hands, deepening the kiss. Then all of a sudden the kiss stopped and she was chuckling against his lips.
“Why are you laughing?” he asked, still holding her, but looking, memorizing her make-up free face.
“Uh … I can just tell that you’re very happy to see me,” she said, glancing down between them before rubbing against his aching cock.
“Oh,” Ethan moaned, needing to be inside of her. “Get me to your room. Now.”
Mia hopped off him and quickly led him to her apartment. He entered and waited for her to close the door before pinning her against it, her stomach against the cool steel, attacking her neck. She moaned loudly and he smiled a little when he felt her legs give out a little. He placed his hands on her hips to support her. His desire was strong enough to take her there, but not this time. It had been four weeks without her, but he could make it to her bedroom. He hoped.
Ethan spun her to face him and captured her lips for a quick kiss. “Bedroom?” he queried.
“Uh …” she stuttered, her eyes taking a moment to focus. “Down the hall, to the left.”
Taking her hand, he hurried to the bedroom and tossed her on the bed. He was quick to follow, attacking her deliciously long neck yet again. He yanked her shorts off and threw them aside. Then he went to work unfastening his own pants. Mia took this opportunity to caress him. This was one reason why he missed her so much: the pleasure she gave him. He was addicted and he didn’t want to wait any longer to be inside her.
Ethan ripped her panties off and pushed himself into heaven. His moan mingled with her scream of pleasure, her hands digging into his skin as her body matched
his fierce movements. Their lovemaking was frenzied as they showed each other how much they were missed. They exchanged kisses along their faces, their necks until their lips fused together yet again as his body moved hard and fast inside of her. He wasn’t going to last much longer. Ethan needed her to catch up. He was about to slide his hand between her legs when she surprised him as she cried out, his name spilling out of her mouth. She spasmed around him, making sure he joined her in her climax. His body shook, spent from their love making. Unable to hold himself over her, he collapsed to the side of her, rolling her over with him.
“Hot damn, woman!” he exclaimed.
“Oh, we have to do that again!” she echoed as she tried to regain her breath, smoothing her hair away from her face.
“Definitely!” he agreed, caressing her hair, glad to have her back in his arms. She fit perfectly against him.
“How did you get here?” she asked, finding a soft spot on his chest and resting her head while her fingers teased the hair on his stomach.
“Limo,” he replied, stroking the skin on her slim hips.
“Is it still here?”
“Yes.”
“Really? Why?”
“Well, I was hoping you would stay with me at my hotel.”
“Hell yeah!” she said eagerly. “I need a break from the revolving door of Todd’s women.”
Her quick acceptance made him happy. “Well, then pack a bag and let’s get out of here,” he said, giving her a small push.
“Ugh, right this minute?”
“Yep,” he said, swatting at her firm round bottom.
“Hey!” Mia yelled, heading to the bathroom, her hips swaying in such a way that had his cock growing harder.
“Down, boy,” he muttered to himself.
“Oh, and thanks for destroying my underwear,” she called from the bathroom.
“Sorry,” Ethan said smugly. He had never felt the need to do something like that before. But he needed to be inside of her and he had a feeling that it wouldn’t be an isolated incident either. “I’ll buy you lots more. I promise.”
He heard her chuckle as she returned to the bedroom, her toiletries precariously balanced in her arms, before she dumped them on the bed. “Just so you know, I still have to buy a dress for your event.”
“How about we go tomorrow?”
“You’ll go with me?” she asked, sitting on his lap, making his cock twitch some more.
“Yes, of course! I’ve got panties to buy,” he said jokingly. Mia smiled as she walked off to her closet. When she reached up to grab for something on the shelf, she treated him to a show of her sweet ass as her shirt rose up, revealing the fact that she still wasn’t wearing underwear.
“You plan on putting something on to cover up that fine ass of yours?” Ethan asked, trying his best to control himself.
Mia looked over her shoulder. “It is fine, isn’t it?” she joked.
She returned with her suitcase, placing it on the bed, and started tossing things in. While she packed, he excused himself and went to the bathroom to straighten up.
When he came out, she had changed into a short sundress and strappy sandals. She was a vision. Mia was constantly turning him on and the thing was, Ethan was pretty confident she had no idea. He wanted her again and again and he saw no end to that.
“I hope you don’t mind, but I think we’re going to be staying in tonight,” he said, enveloping her in his arms.
She smiled up at him. “Fine by me. According to my calculations, to make up for one month of not doing it, we need to have sex at least thirty times in the next few days.”
“I don’t know who you’ll be having sex with then,” he said laughingly.
“Only you,” she said, grabbing her bags. “Come on. I’m ready.”
Mia
While Ethan took care of the valet, Mia slipped off her shoes and sat down on the plush bed, testing it out, enjoying the spectacular view of Los Angeles. It would be even more so once the sun set. Ethan returned from the living area after locking the door.
“Nice hotel,” she commented. The room was exquisite. Everything was white or a very light shade of beige with pops of color scattered throughout. It was very clean and she was just a little afraid she would dirty it. The large king bed looked so comfortable with close to a dozen pillows and a dark turquoise throw set at the foot. The pillows on the sofa and chairs coordinated with the throw blanket on the bed.
“We stay here whenever we play against L.A. I probably have stayed in this room about ninety-five percent of the time.”
“Kind of like a home away from home.”
“Kind of,” he said, kneeling in front of her, placing his hand on her exposed thigh. “I remember the last time you were in my home.”
“Oh yeah? What do you remember?” she said huskily as he pushed her dress higher and higher, the feather light touch of his fingertips making her shiver in anticipation until he stopped at her waist. She took a shaky breath.
“You in my bed.”
“Well, I’m sort of in your bed now …”
“Yeah, and I’m thinking of doing the exact same things I did then.”
“Sounds good to me,” Mia said, lifting up her dress and pulling it over her head.
He smiled at her. “I swear I’m the world’s luckiest man.”
“Man, do I need a shower,” Ethan stated, getting up from the bed. He turned back to her, his glorious bottom still in her sights. “Wanna join me?”
Her smile was wide. “You bet!” Mia replied, jumping out of bed to join him.
He was already under the spray when she entered the shower. She grabbed the soap and began washing him. His eyes popped open with the first stroke.
“Suga?”
“Sorry. Can’t keep my hands off you. I promise I’ll keep it as PG as possible.”
He chuckled at that.
“Unless you want me to be X-rated …”
She smiled smugly at the tempted look on his face. He began to wash his hair before he answered her. “Give me fifteen more minutes and then you can be as X-rated as you’d like.”
Mia laughed heartily at that. Ethan then pulled her under the spray as he rinsed the soap off him, the water hitting her face, quieting her. He smacked his lips against hers and then slipped out of the shower.
“You’re leaving me?” she asked incredulously, hoping for a little more kissing.
“I need my rest, woman,” he joked.
She couldn’t control the burst of laughter that escaped her. “You better be resting when I get out of here,” she jested.
“Robe is on the counter for you when you get out.”
Smiling at his thoughtfulness, Mia hurried to finish her shower. It wasn’t until she rounded the walkway at her apartment complex and saw him thirty feet in front of her that she realized how much she’d missed him, how much she actually liked him. For the next six days, Mia was going to take sweet advantage of having him back in her life.
Once she dried off and fixed her hair, she headed out to the living area and found Ethan sitting on the chair, reading over the room service menu. He looked up when she entered the room and smiled.
“I’m starving,” he exclaimed. “How ‘bout some food?”
“Sounds wonderful,” she stated, sitting on his lap, feeling his strong thighs beneath her. He wrapped one arm around her waist, keeping her nice and close to him, just like she wanted.
“What do you want?” he asked, holding the menu for her. Instead of focusing on the menu, she took a deep breath, his scent tickling her nose. He smelled so clean and fresh, and all of a sudden, she wanted him again. Somehow she managed to read the menu through the haze of desire—so many delicious options, him included.
“I’ll have the grilled chicken and a salad.”
“Mmm … want me to get some wine too?”
“Sure.”
He easily lifted her off him and gently placed her on the chair like she weighed nothing. “I’ll go place t
he order.”
Mia smiled and headed back to the bedroom. She flipped on the TV and tuned it to HBO to see what movie was on. Lucky for her it was a repeat of Sex and the City. Sitting against the headboard, she watched the show, waiting for Ethan to return to her.
When Ethan entered the room, Mia looked up. He had a very satisfied look on his face as he walked towards her. “You look extremely gorgeous.”
“You’re delusional,” she said, knowing she blushed. Her hair was still wet and very curly (not her favorite look), plus she was in the borrowed bulky hotel robe.
He leaned down, toying with the fabric of the robe near her thighs.
“I’m many things, Mia, but delusional isn’t one of them,” he said, punctuating that with a slow taste of her lips. His hand slid under the robe, over her thigh, sending shivers throughout her body. She moaned against his mouth, feeling the vibration against her own.
“Stop doubting how beautiful I find you. I want you with a need I’ve never experienced before,” he said, gazing into her eyes and she couldn’t mistake the hunger she saw in his.
“Okay, Ethan, I’ll try,” Mia said, cupping his handsome face. She would have to get used to the cards Fate had dealt her lately. She wasn’t used to all this good happening at one time. Maybe she had just a tad bit of a self-esteem problem, though being with Ethan, Mia felt more confident than she had ever felt in her entire life.
The smile he gave her sent her heart racing. “You’re going to wear me out because I just can’t get enough of you,” he said, his demanding lips eagerly caressing hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him to her.
Ethan yanked at the knot of her robe, exposing her to his lustful golden eyes. He bent down and his teasing breath against her breast hardened her nipple. The anticipation of waiting for his mouth to take her nipple drove her mad, but the knock on the door derailed that.
“Room service,” was called from the other side of the door. Ethan glanced between her and the door then back to her. He kissed her nipple, making her moan in pleasure before quickly closing her robe. Mia tightened it while he crossed the room to the door. Her eyes went wide as she watched Ethan direct the waiter to bring the food into the bedroom. She hurriedly covered her legs with her robe, making sure all her private parts were under wraps.
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