Page 54 of Captivated By You
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I rolled over as soon as I woke up and reached for Claudia, only to find the sheets next to me cool and empty.
Damn. Morning wood had me wanting to slide her legs apart and sink deep into her so she could stretch her tight pussy around me.
Peering open my eyes, I scanned the bedroom. The door to the bathroom was open and dark which meant the only place left for her to be was the living room. With the hum of the air-conditioner blasting, I couldn’t hear a single thing.
But that didn’t stop reality from crashing down on me. I pressed the heel of my palms into my closed eyes and groaned. “Damn it. Where is she?”
Throwing off the covers, I jumped out of bed, shaking off the cool fucking air. My hair was a mess, my dick was hard, but all I could think of was where the hell Claudia was.
“What the hell?” I said when I reached the small living room. She wasn’t anywhere to be found.
I did another scan of the space. Her suitcase was right next to the closet where she’d put it yesterday, clothes thrown everywhere. Her purse sat next to it, contents scattered all over the floor. It looked like she’d left in a hurry, but I’d known her for two weeks now. Claudia was a bit messy.
At least she hadn’t run. As much as she didn’t want to be here yesterday even if she did apologize, I still didn’t knowwhyand that pissed me off. I was an open book to her, spilling things that would make her a multi-millionaire if it weren’t for the NDA she signed and hopefully, that she wouldn’t want to anyway.
But it wouldn’t be the first time a woman fucked me over, and while I wanted to trust her, it still wasn’t easy.
“Shut up, asshole,” I muttered to myself. I was buck-naked but I didn’t throw anything on while I went to the small kitchenette and made myself some coffee. I popped in a Chocolate Pecan coffee pod and while it was brewing, I used the bathroom and relieved myself. It barely made a dent in my hard cock but I ignored it while I brushed my teeth and threw on a pair of boxer briefs.
Claudia couldn’t have gone far, not with security outside our doors. If she left the hotel, I’d know it.
I was just about to step outside and talk to the security muscle twins when the door opened and Claudia walked in.
“Where the hell were you?” I barked and rubbed my face. “Sorry. I’m an ass. I was worried.”
“Well,” she said, skirting into the door. She’d thrown on a summer dress from the island. Peachy or salmon, it barely covered her breasts with thin straps at the shoulders. The length was appropriate enough, but still, all I thought about was the taste of what was between her thighs. “I know you’re useless and grumpy before you have coffee and since I woke up early, I thought I’d beniceand get you stuff better than what we had here. I saw a Starbuck’s in the lobby when we got here last night.”
She held out the drink carrier and arched her brows.
“Next time leave a note,” I grumbled and chose a cup.
Surprising me, she leaned and kissed my cheek.
“Good morning, grumpy pants.”
Smiling, she pulled away and turned. My hand landed on her ass in a loud smack and when she jumped, squealing from the sting, I smiled at her over the rim of the coffee cup. “Good morning, Claudia. How’d you sleep? You sore at all?”
My favorite magenta color rimmed her cheeks. “A bit. And well, thank you.”
We drank our coffee, sipping it slowly. Damn it was hot but tasty. And as we both woke up from the caffeine infusion, the reality of my day settled on me.
“I should shower and call home and Anne. I’m sure I’ve missed a dozen calls from her.”
“What do you want me to do?”
Move in with me. The thought hit with such sudden force it shocked me. I’d known her all of weeks. Clearly, my dick was excited about the thought of consistent pussy available. “Just be you,” I found myself saying instead. “That’s all I need.”
Based on the softening smile and the way her eyes went heavy, it was exactly the right thing to say.
