Shades of Cool: 25
Hot water cascaded down my sore back as I closed my eyes and relaxed my tense muscles. I ran my hand through my clean hair and rinsed the soap suds off of my body, enjoying the intoxicating smell of lavender. The past 3 days I have not slept at all, I have 2 more days until the grand opening of The Sweet Spot. I've been running around like a chicken with my fucking head cut-off making sure everything was in place and I had everything I needed. There was nothing for me to do besides be at the shop early Monday morning to start preparing items to bake and sell. Sunday night, which is tomorrow, I need to be there to start all of my dough that needs to sit overnight and make sure I have everything in place.
So far I have 4 official working bodies, including myself, at the bakery. Rose, Christina's younger sister, is going to be my cashier and man the front of the shop. She's brilliant and can count money and learn the register fast. Noel is a 23-year-old who was passionate about pastries and the art of baking is in the back helping me crank out fresh desserts. Kamila was 17, closer to Rose's age and she was to make sure everything was tidy and helped with the more technical things, she also made sure things were stocked and could even help out on the register. I needed more help but those 3 were going to help me tremendously.
I turned off the water and stepped out, feeling refreshed. I wiped the fog off of the mirror with my towel once I was finished drying off and examined my face, I was definitely tired but I looked a bit better. I wrapped my towel back around me after running some product through my hair, the last thing I needed was for my hair to get tangled in my sleep and be a mess in the morning.
The Marías, plays softly through the surround system as my feet lead me to the closet where I find him. His back is to me and he doesn't even realize that I'm in here. My eyes skim over his sexy figure, the muscles rippling under his skin with each of his movements. As I got closer to him, my fingers longed to be on his soft skin that it was just all over. I looked at his back, noticing the faint and few dark scars on his back, obviously from his childhood. A pang of sadness went through my chest as I couldn't wrap my mind around the abuse he had to go through, he is the bravest man I know. He tenses slightly when my fingertips touch the slightly bumpy surface of one of his deepest scars, right in the middle of his back. I want to lean forward and kiss each and every one of them, each of those marks that make him the man he is today. My body holds me back, knowing that is too intimate for our relationship.
A relationship like ours shouldn't become something else. It should strictly be business, there is no way that I would allow myself to draw this on any further but I couldn't help it. I was growing on him more and more each passing day, and this is what I was afraid of. Becoming too attached to him because this was a one-time thing, what was I going to tell people if we really dated when they asked how we met. His age didn't bother me, he was in his late twenties and I was in my early yet mid-twenties. I just couldn't accept that I would be being more serious with him than just physically, and I feel like we've already passed those boundaries but I won't let it become something too real.
When he turns around his eyes instantly meet mine and I freeze for a moment. Captivated by his beautiful features, I don't know what to say. At that moment I want to forget it all and call myself his. But I bit the bullet and throw those thoughts to the back of my mind, "I need a shirt, please." He stares at me for a moment, a look of curiosity flashes across his face briefly before he grins.
"How about no clothes." He raises an eyebrow at me as he leans against one of his dressers and pulls me flush against him. My body heats up slightly as I feel his warm, naked chest on me. I scoff at him as he places a soft kiss on my neck, "Daddy's rules."
I chuckle and swat his arm playfully as he laughs with me and kisses my lips briefly. As I watch him dig through his drawers to find me a nightshirt, I think about how my body is relaxed now. Tobias suggested that I come over for the weekend before my big day, to just lay off of the work and do something I want to do. Everything was in the hands of Vanessa for the finishing touches and I had times of where I needed to be, everything is basically finished. I didn't see any reason as to why I couldn't come over.
He surprised me with steak, wine, ice cream, and 3 orgasms. The night went well and now I was ready to go to bed, I knew that I was going to sleep well because I had my human pillow to lay on. Although it killed me to be so close to him, this was one thing I could not resist with him, and it was to fall asleep on him. Nights at my apartment I missed his large frame to sprawl out on.
"Ah, a perfect fit." He joked sarcastically at the black t-shirt that drowned me but it was soft and it worked. I smiled and twirled around, giving him a fashion show of my new attire. He smirked as he watched me intently, "You are absolutely stunning, Beatrice Prior."
I blushed like a little girl as my heart started to beat a little faster, "Stop." I tried to say playfully as I batted my hand at him.
"Truly." He wrapped his arms around my waist and hoisted me up into his arms, kissing me directly on the lips. His hands gripped my waist as he walked us out of the closet, turning off the light before kissing me again. My body was too tired to go another round with him. He had the stamina of some crazed sex person who could go on for hours. Even at this moment, through his boxers, I could feel his dick start to stir to life.
He laid us down on the fresh sheets he put on the bed and put me under the covers he left the music playing quietly and turned off the lights. "Don't expect another round, mister. Because I'm too tired to go again." I heard him scoff under his breath.
"The only reason why I'm cutting you some slack, Prior, is because you have big days ahead of you."
I breathed in his manly scent that made me relax into his comfortable mattress. Moving in closer to him, I started to drift off almost immediately.
When I woke up in the morning, I woke up in a wonderful mood. I had slept well and my body just hummed and when I fluttered my eyes open I found the sight of Tobias' beautiful cabeza between my legs. It was like my senses were heightened since I'd just woken up but his tongue felt exceptionally velvety this morning.
My hands went down to his messy hair that I grabbedff onto. Everything was moving so fast I couldn't keep up, the last thing I remember was falling asleep next to him and now this. "Tobias-" My words were cut off when he sucked hard on my clit and I lost my breath. I wanted to ask him what was the meaning behind all of this but I wasn't complaining at all. His moan sent shivers up my spine as I squeezed his hair hard and tried to push myself on his face.
"Shit." I bit my lip as I realized that I was closer than I really knew it. I wondered how long he'd been doing this but this was something wonderful to wake up to. He didn't let me cum, instead, he kissed his way up to my lips, rubbing his hands into my skin like he was giving me a massage or something. His hands turned me on my side and they gestured for me to open my legs.
His lips molded into mine as I felt him reach for the waistband of his boxers to free himself. My walls clenched in anticipation, waiting for his nice, long, strokes. His eyes were dark and filled with lust and they looked over my body hungrily. He licked his lips as he slipped into me, groaning softly. "Shit. So tight." His fingers gripped my hip tightly as he started to thrust in and out. I guess you could say I will miss the workouts at the gym to make sure everything is extra tight, but I've got better things to do.
My whole body shook with each thrust he delivered, his hands roamed my figure and gripped me tighter as he sped up then slowed. His hands reached into my hair and lightly grabbed it, placing his forehead on mine. I looked up and his striking blue eyes captivated my soul, they were filled with lust, want, and admiration. I felt like I was in a trance, caught in his eyes that I didn't even care that we were extremely close.
I enjoyed seeing him up this close, noting the few specks on his face and the deep color of his eyes. The air in my lungs was sucked away as I felt the aura change in the room and comfort came over my body. At that moment, I wanted to be his. I finally said it. At least in my mind. I could see the sincerity in him, how he actually adored me and At that moment, I forgot that we were having sex as we were lost in each other.
He didn't look away, even when my eyes started to flutter. My emotions started to drown me and I had to look away before I fell into a trance. As soon as I came back to reality my orgasm punched me in the fucking chest, I didn't even notice how close I was. My fingers gripped the ruffled sheets as I gasped and reached out for his hip. "I'm cumming." I groaned, digging my nails in his skin.
"Yes." He praised as my eyes rolled in the back of my head and my body convulsed, sending breathtaking shivers up my spine. Tobias never stopped hitting my wonder spot and I never stopped cumming, my heart hammered in my chest as I moaned loudly, feeling every fiber on my body wake up. "Mmm, you're so wet." Tobias said and kissed hard on the lips and I kissed him back hungrily, feeling and hearing how wet I am.
When he came, he shivered violently and grabbed the pillows near my head. "Tris." He whispered against my lips, releasing deep inside of me. I loved hearing him moan, especially my name because it was me that made him cum. This man could have damn near anyone he wanted but I was in his bed on this lovely morning.
I winced slightly when he pulled out, last nights activities finally catching up with me. I didn't mind though because I was in a state of pure bliss, I felt high on life and I don't give a fuck about anything. I didn't think of anything else, I just soaked in this moment as much as I could.
When I left to go to my house briefly I battled with myself mentally while I drove home. I kept asking myself if that was what I really wanted or was I just having feelings for him. Either way, they were bad choices and I was going to be fucked in end. I was starting to annoy my own-fucking-self with all of these different emotions that changed too quickly. I had already showered at Tobias' house before I left so I all I needed to do was change my clothes.
I opted for a pair of leggings and a regular crew-neck shirt, I didn't really care how I looked for tonight. I just have to go prep, nothing more. Noel was going to meet me at the bakery so we can get a move on it, I also needed him to know how to make certain desserts for when I'm not here or too busy.
After tossing my hair into a bun, I made sure I had everything and my old book that held some old and new recipes. My thoughts ran wild in my mind as I drove to my brand new shop, it still hasn't settled in that I actually have a bakery. Anxiety rushed through me but in a good way, I am so excited to dish out my flavors to the world but a part of me hope this doesn't flop. I put all of my money and time into this place, along with many friends, I can't let this go to waste. And most importantly I need a job, as time goes on I can't keep relying on Tobias to give me money. That is not how I want to live my life and some days I shock myself on how long I've been with him.
When I arrived at my bakery, Noel was standing outside on his phone. I winced as I saw him leaning against the building, I hope he wasn't out here for too long. "Noel, I'm sorry I'm late!" I apologized once I reached him, "I hope you weren't standing too long."
"It's fine, I took the earlier bus here so I know I would arrive on time. I know we have a lot to get done tonight." He grinned and nodded his head at me. Noel was a handsome young man, with dark blonde hair that could almost pass as a brunette and his eyes were dark green. While seeming a little shy and timid his also gives off a very approachable, warm feeling. When he came to the interview for the baker position, I didn't even want to look at his resume because I just had a feeling that he could make great things happen here.
After seeing his background in culinary arts at such a young age he made my cheeks burn with embarrassment. Here I am with a bakery and a few recipes passed through with my family, with no amazing educational background to back me up. I've only baked for 2 weddings now, including my best-friend's and baked a few cakes for some children's party but to give to my large community has not happened yet and I am excited to add that on my resume.
"Indeed we do." I gave him a playful frantic look and entered the shop. There were still some workers in doing the last minute touches like polishing the floors, cleaning tables, chairs, and windows, waxing counter-tops and cleaning display windows. Vanessa made sure that we have the kitchen tonight for us to work in and then she would have cleaners come in to clean the kitchen and bathrooms.
My kitchen was fucking stunning. There were large, stainless steel tables around the room for me to work on, 6 ft tall cooling racks, big commercial sized mixers and smaller ones lined against the back of the wall. There were so many different items around the room my head spun. The decor was very simple but made it pop in here. The floors were cement but buffed down with a urethane gloss over it. I still don't know what the fuck that is, but all I know is that it is one of the best to have in the food area of businesses. It could tolerate hot liquids and items being spilled or dropped on it and it gave it a smoother and more polished look.
I looked around the large working area and smiled. This was all mine, given to me by Tobias. That man made all of my dreams come true.
"Okay," I started and clasped my hands together. I was so overwhelmed by all of the high tech items in here and all the fresh ingredients I couldn't even finish my sentence, I was speechless.
Noel also seemed taken back and looked around, impressed, "This is a baker's heaven right here." He stated and I could only nod. It sure is.
After coming back to earth, Noel and I got to work immediately. We started on the first item that would need the most time to rest which was all the dough for my bagels, cinnamon buns, and a little variety of homemade bread. My grandmother, who also dabbled in the kitchen told me it's best to let your dough sit for as long as possible to get a nice airy dough, of course for whatever kind of pastry you were going for.
We didn't have speakers so our attempt to blast music from my phone was getting drowned out by the loud noise of the mixers whipping eggs. I would admit that I was a little worried about tomorrow. I've done my best and all of my friends have done their best to spread the word about The Sweet Spot and I just don't want to let anyone down. I have people counting on me for this to work, I help people make an income and that was a lot of pressure. Luckily I had someone here tonight to talk to besides being alone in my thoughts.
"It feels so good to be able to work and not have a professor breathe down my neck," Noel said and rolled his eyes as he rolled dough out into a large square. He was prepping the cinnamon buns about tomorrow. The secret to my famous buns was the zest of lemon kneaded into the dough. It was a very small amount and hid well into the dough but it definitely has had some people raise their eyebrows to the slight tang. "You would expect that she has a little faith in her students."
I laughed and shook my head, "It's all gonna be worth it. I wish I went to culinary school."
"I'm not sure it matters because you have a fucking bakery, excuse my language." He gave me a bashful look, "And all of this is just dough and it has my stomach rumbling."
"Yeah but I still wish that I had those few professional tips in the back of my head, it'll make my conscious feel better."
"Then do it." He shrugged his shoulders, "It's not too late and you could do Night School so you would have time to run this beaut."
I nodded and agreed with him, he was right. It was never too late.
The rest of the night we prepped for the morning. The dough sat in the cool spot of the kitchen covered, to rise once more before I baked it tomorrow. The cinnamon buns were sliced in nice round pieces and rest in the back to expand once more. We chopped dozens of strawberries for cupcakes and pre-measured ingredients for desserts to be made tomorrow. By the time we were finished we felt like we just did some tough training, I hadn't realized how much muscle it takes to whisk repeatedly and lift heavy bags of sugar. Now I'm ready to sleep all of my tiredness off until the big day.
I offered to take Noel home, not wanting him to sit and wait for the bus this time at night. I didn't care if you were a girl or a boy, we all get hurt and the last thing I needed on my mind was if he got home safe or not. We both rode home, talking excitedly for the morning to come.
This chapter is somewhat slight edited-ish. But this I have been working on this chapter and another for MDM that I am gonna post soon. I just wanted to get them out of the way and start fresh.
A lot of you want longer chapters with shorter updates and the rest wanted shorter chapters with frequent updates. I am going to see how this longer chapter thing works out and if I find myself procrastinating or get writers block while making such a large chapter I am gonna move on and keep on going until I find what works for us best.
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Ps: As a writer I want to strive for better chapters so be on the lookout for more details and things of that nature. Although you all compliment me so much, which I do love and appreciate I still see a few minor flaws that can be fixed. . . okay. . . I'm gone now.