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Sorry for being absent for sooooo long. I feel like it's been forever since I last published a new chapter. Hope you'll forgive me :-) I'll try to publish more often… Enjoy chapter 10!*
You know what I feel like right now?
Right now, I feel like a nine year old kid at the last lesson of the last day of school before summer break. Time doesn't seem to move at all! Seconds feel like hours and minutes feel like days. It's just 15 minutes into my meeting with Mr. Mills and it feels like I've been here forever. And if a kid's anticipation is for summer break, mine is for Nina.
"Right, so now to the next subject…" Mr. Mills says as he goes through his motherfucking ten pounds paper folder. The sight of his heavy full folder makes me want to cry. Mr. Mills and I are sitting in front of one another at his office coffee table with Gillian McCallum seated between us at the head of the little table. Gillian is not GEH's head lawyer at the legal department, but she is also a close friend of mine. She's probably my only female friend since she isn't interested in getting me laid. She is happily married to her wife Sarah.
As the two of them talk business, I find myself zoning out of the conversation- trusting Gillian enough not to fuck up a deal- and I start day dreaming of Nina. I don't remember the last time a woman possessed my every thought like Nina does- if ever a woman was able to do so to me. She is not like any female I've ever met. Usually, I don't have to give more than a smirk, for ladies to willingly do as I want- and I'm not only talking sexually. Even as a kid at school, I remember getting everything my way with the teachers. But Nina is different; she won't even give me the time of day. Even though we agreed to exclusively fuck, I can't shake away the feeling that she will slip away between my fingers. Nina is nothing like my ex lovers. She doesn't need me, nor does she try to get my attention. She is the master of her own world, which as much as it's sexy, it makes me feel uneasy and uncomfortable.
As I grow more and more irritated by the idea of Nina realizing that she is too good for me, and ending it with me before we even got to really start anything, I pull my phone out of the inner pocket of my jacket and text her.
Call me now. It's important! T.
"With all due respect Mills, you have to agree that this offer we are giving you is very generous," Gillian says. "Can you think of any company in this country that could offer you something like this?"
"I don't make business deals or any decision in my life for that matter, thinking of 'what if something better comes along'. That's no way to live at all. Aren't I'm right Grey?" Mr. Mills asks me, and just on cue my phone ring, and I can see on the screen that it's Nina.
"I'm sorry," I apologies still looking at the screen, "I have to get this." Standing up, I go to a corner in Mr. Mills's office and smile to myself. I answer the phone with a professional "Grey."
"What happened?" Nina says on the other side.
Instantly, my whole body relaxes when I hear her. I don't know if it's her accent or the warmth of her voice or maybe because it's just her- but listening to her makes me feel better. But Nina is like a siren, now that I heard her I need to see her. I need to get out of this very ugly office and have her in my arm now. So very quickly, I try to think of something to say that will make my company in this room believe that I have some kind of emergency that I need to take care of.
So a bit louder than necessary, making sure Mills and Gillian would hear, I ask Nina "How bad is it?" It does the trick. I can see at the corner of my eyes that both Gillian and Mr. Mills have straightened their backs and are looking at me alarmed.
"How bad what is? What are you talking about?" Nina sounds confused and a little nervous.
I don't want to scare her, so I try to think of something to say that will make her realize that I'm not alone, and the situation I'm trying to get myself out of. "I can be there in fifteen minutes, would that help?" I ask, and see that Mills and Gillian are murmuring to each other, but there is silence from Nina.
Just when I think the call ended or something, she whispers "Is this some kind of fake emergency call to get you out of work?"
I get shivers down my spine from the way she whispered that. Turning my back to Gillian and Mills I answer her "Yes it is. I'm leaving now. I'll be there as quick as I can."
"Well I'm waiting. I'll text you my address…" she says seductively and hangs up.
I quickly put my phone in my jacket pocket and make my way towards the coffee table. "I'm sorry, but there's an emergency that I have to take care of immediately." I say as I pack my briefcase with my papers of the table. "Could you stay and finish everything then send me the papers to sign?" I ask Gillian.
"Um sure… is everything OK?" Gillian asks confused.
Ignoring her question I say "I'm sorry I'm leaving like this," to Mills and offer my hand for him to shake.
"That's fine; I'll call you on Monday and send you the papers." He says and shakes my hand. I know Mills for a long time. Long enough to know by the look on his face that he is not offended by me leaving or that he even wants an explanation. Gillian on the other hand, will ask for details for this departure tomorrow morning.
As I walk toward my car at the parking lot outside Mr. Mills's office, my phone vibrates in my jacket indicating I got a text.
99 Union St. UNIT 1801. The code for the
garage is #7478. Your name is in the guest
list at the front desk. N.
I smile to myself, thinking how close she lives to Escala - which could come really handy. Less than a ten minute walk. I start to drive, and try not think too much of how I'm driving over the speed limit, when my phone rings through the GPS car phone system. Without checking who's calling, I answer my usual "Grey."
"Baby… It's been so long…"
The voice on the other side of the line is very feminine, and seductive. It's the kind of voice women put on to try and sound sexy, but to me usually sound whiny. But most importantly, the voice is not Nina's.
"Hello? Teddy, are you there?" she asks, sounding confused with my silence.
I take a deep breath, and answer as calmly as I can. "Kelly," I wasn't expecting to hear from her right now
"Babe where are you? I haven't seen you since the day you came back from L.A." she says in what she thinks is a sexy voice.
"I've been working. Can I call you Monday morning?"
"I'm working on Monday; I have a flight to Tokyo." She says. Kelly is an airhostess in Delta Air Lines, which means her time schedule is even worse than mine. "Why won't you come over tonight and explain your absent, while I remind you how good it feels to be in my mouth?"
I take a deep breath and try to think of a way to explain to her that we will not be fucking again. "Kelly, let's talk when you come back from Japan…" I say. I don't want to break up with Kelly over the phone; she was my lover for too many years and deserves a better closer.
After a long pause, I can hear Kelly take in a deep breath, and calmly say "OK, I'll see you next Thursday then?"
"Sure. Have a good flight."
"Thanks, Bye…" She hangs up, and I get to Nina's building.
I am surprised to see that she lives at the Four Seasons Hotel. I park at the Privet Residence section of the Garage, right next to a very familiar black Maybach Exelero. The only times I've been to this hotel were for business meeting or weddings. The thought of living in a place like this is unbelievable, but not enough to make me want to leave Escala. As I get to the front desk, a young man with dark almond shaped eyes and black hair styled in a slick back hairstyle greets me.
"Welcome the Four Seasons Hotel. Do you have a reservation?" he asks me.
"No, my name is Theodor Grey; I'm on the guest list." I answer politely.
The receptionist goes through some paper, and I can see that his name badge shows that his name is Tony. "Yes," Tony says, "Ms. Jones confirmed your arrival. The residence elevator is over there. Ms. Jones lives at the 18'Th floor UNIT 1801." He says and directs me to the bank of elevators.
"Thank you." I say and head toward the elevator; there I see an Elevator Operator and an elder lady with a very large hat. The ride isn't very long and we only stop at the 12'Th floor to let the woman with the hat off. When I get off at Nina's floor, I almost skip toward her door with excitement. It feels like it been too long since the last time I saw her, though it was just a few hours ago. Knocking on the door, I can't seem to be able to just stand still. And then she finally opens the door, and I lose my breath at the sight of her.
Her beautiful red hair is loosely pulled up, her face is free of makeup, making her beautiful green eyes more noticeable and she is wearing a white satin and lace bathrobe that ends right above her knees. By the way her tits look beneath it I know she's wearing nothing underneath.
"Well hello stranger." She says with her beautiful accent, leaning against the doorframe and tilts her head a bit to one side.
Without waiting to be invited in, I hold her face with both my hand and kiss her like I'm dying and that's the only cure. With our lips locked together, I kick the door shut with my foot and lift Nina against it. She wraps both her arms and legs around me tight, like she's holding for dear life. Licking her lips, I force my tongue in her mouth which makes her moan.
With her hands fisted in my hair, Nina guides my mouth down her neck. I kiss and suck every inch of skin that my mouth finds. Then when I lightly bite her shoulder, she moans and tilts her head back with pleasure.
I pin her to her door with my pelvis, making her feel how I'm getting hard and slowly slip her robe off her shoulders. When I get a glimpse of her beautiful breasts I eagerly unfasten her robe from her and let it fall to the floor. Just as I thought, Nina was gloriously naked beneath the robe, and now she's naked in my arms. With Nina free of her robe, she start to pull my jacket of me, and once I help her and let it fall to the floor, she once again takes hold of my hair and crashes our lips together.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, there is a loud annoying ringing.
Nina pulls away from my lips, and leans her head against the door. Sighing heavily, she says with a smile "That means your Macaroni is ready." As I lower her back to the floor, I look at her, breathless. Her cheeks are rosier and her lips fuller. She looks edible standing naked in front of me. "Do you want to eat?" she asks.
"Yes," I say, and kiss her neck, "You…"
"Maybe latter."
"You're kidding me, right?"
"What's wrong?"
"Nina, that's disgusting…"
"You're not allowed to judge until you try it."
"Why would I ruin a delicious meal with Ketchup?"
Nina and I are sitting in front of one another at her breakfast bar, eating Nina's Mac and Cheese with crisps. Before we got to the kitchen, Nina put back on her robe even though I protested. As we eat and drink old fashioned cocktail, Nina glides her bare legs up and down mine. But just before we started to eat, Nina squeezed a hell amount of ketchup on her Mac and Cheese.
"Again, don't judge before you try it." She says, and pushes the ketchup bottle towards me.
"Fine," I say, and pore some on the side of my plate, and dips some pasta in the ketchup before eating.
"Well?" Nina asks.
Fuck, this is good.
I grab the ketchup bottle and pore some more on the Macaroni.
"Ha! Told you so…" she says. "So, what did Barney say when you ditched the meeting?"
"Gees, I can't believe he lets you call him by his name. I don't even think my dad get's that privilege." I say and take a sip of the cocktail Nina made. Seriously, is there something she can't do?
"Well, it's the combination of my accent and charms that make people feel comfortable with me. But what did he say?" she asks again.
"Well, Mr. Mills didn't really care. It's Gillian the one who's going to ask questions."
"So what are you going to tell her?"
"I don't know. I'll probably lie and say something about our friend Sean having a fight with his fiancé."
"Will she buy it?" Nina asks.
"Yes. Even though Sean and Michele are engaged, they fight like two cats." I say, and serve myself some of the salad.
"So, you Gillian and this Sean guy's are good friend?" Nina asks.
I'm surprised by her question, but I still answer her. "Yea. Sean and I were friends since the age of 13. Gillian joined the grope about two years after that. Why?"
Nina lowers her eyes to her plat, and shakes her head. "Nothing. It's really nice that you're still good friend with your school mates. It shows you're all very close."
"Don't you have any friends from your school days?" I ask. Nina doesn't give a lot of information about her past, but any little new thing to know about her to me is like gold.
Nina laughs to herself, and takes a sip from her cocktail. She looks like she has some kind of story about her days in high school which makes me smile with curiosity. "What?" I ask, "Tell me about your days at school."
"I didn't really have any friends in school. At least not here in America. The only friends I had were from the orphanage or 'Coping Together'." She says with a smile. "I think the kids at school were scared of me. I had a bit of an attitude problem back at the day. They couldn't understand how the weird grunge girl with the bad temper got straight A's."
The picture Nina's presenting to me of her past makes me smile. And I start to imagine her as a teenager. A beautiful girl with green eye, having some attitude but getting top grades. As I start to try and imagined ho she looked as a teenager, I realize something. "Wait, you were a grunge girl?" I ask.
Nina gives me a mischievous grin."Yep," she says, "as a teenager."
"I would have never guessed." I say shocked.
"Seattle really inspired me."
I try to imagine her as a teenage grunge girl, but I can't. "Do you have any photos?" I ask.
She looks at nothing in particularly, thinking. "I should," she says, suddenly stands up and walks to another room. When she comes back, she's holding her laptop. As she searches through her computer for the right pictures, I can't help but look at her and think what a miracle it was that somehow I found her and that for some reason, she agreed to be in this little weird relationship that we have. "Here," she says, and turns her computer to face me.
The first photo is of her. But the only way I recognized this girl to be Nina was by the aquamarine eyes they both share, and their freckles. And that's it.
The girl in the picture has greasy messy pink colored hair with a little braid framing the face. She has my Nina's familiar eyes, and the same shape of the lips- which are painted so dark in the photo, I'm not sure if she's wearing purple or black lipstick. She has a black top that says in white letters 'Black is the new Black' and a mini green and blue tartan skirt, and shoes I know are called beetle-crushers that have the British flag on them. In the picture, Nina is flipping the camera the finger, but she has a wide smile on her face.
The next photos are all in the same theme.
Nina has different hair colors, and different clothes, and she's pictured with different teenagers who all have the same grunge look. But in all of them she seems happy, carefree, having fun. She seems young. I start to recognize some of her friends faces that show up in more and more pictures, and I try not to think which one of them is Jack, her dead ex- who I remember from her background check she used to date in her late teens.
When I come back to the first photo, and see Nina again with pink hair and flipping the finger, I notice I have a huge smile on my face and without thinking, I say the first think that comes to my mind.
"You're so hot!"
She smiles and shakes her head. "I just realized some of these photos were taken almost 18 years ago."
I shut the lid of her laptop, and pull her closer to me so she's standing between my open legs. I draw light circles with my fingers against her hips and look into her eyes, realizing how important she is to me. How slowly she is getting deeper and deeper under my skin. Nina's face turns serious, probably mirroring mine.
"You're very important to me, you know that?" I whisper to her, hoping she'll see how sincere I am.
I know she sees the authenticity in what I'm saying, because she draws in a sharp breath and hold my shirt tightly as if she's trying not to fall. Nina starts breathing heavily and I can smell the whisky from her cocktail on her breath.
"I want to be," she finally says after what feels like forever, "I want to be as important to you as you are for me."
Her words knock all the air out of my lungs. I try to laugh, but I can't seem to catch a breath. I hold the back of her neck with both my hands, and ever so gently, we kiss. I slowly unfasten her robe again while she unbuttons my shirt with feathery fingers. Somehow, we both end up naked, with me lying on her kitchen floor and Nina on top of me. And for the first time in my life, I don't just have sex with a woman to make us both feel good or have a good time. I have sex with her because right now it seems like the perfect way to connect not only to her body, but also to her soul.
"Teddy," Nina whispers. I can feel her caressing my chest, and then I feel her lips against my neck. "Ted, wake up baby."
I take a deep breath, and force my eyes open. I don't know how to explain to you what's it like to see the first thing in the morning Nina's beautiful face inches from mine. She is already dressed in navy blue high waist jeans, and a grey silky top- which makes me wonder when she woke up.
After the sex on Nina's kitchen floor, I helped her clean the kitchen. Nina went to take a shower, not allowing me to join her. "You choose a movie wile I shower quickly." She said. As I went through her Netflix, I was shocked to see that Nina's taste in movie really is cool. I found movies from 'Taken' and 'The Godfather' to the 'X-Men' collection and all the James Bond movies of all times. When Nina comes back to the living room, she's wearing Flannel PJ pants, a white linen long sleeved T shirt and slippers. I have no idea how she could look so stunning and sexy with clothes like that. We ended up watching the first three Harry Potter movies and staying up way past three AM.
"Good morning." I murmur, and wrap my arms around her waist pulling her closer.
"Good morning babe." She whispers with a smile, then leans in to kiss my lips which taste of minty mouthwash and coffee. "I'm sorry to wake you up. I have to go to the grocery store and get some stuff for tonight."
I smile to myself. "Are you trying to very politely kick me out?" I ask.
"No, I didn't want you to wake up not understanding where I've gone."
"Well, you are famous for it." I say without thinking, and instantly regret. "I didn't mean that," I say shaking my head, "Sorry."
Nina looks at me seriously and shakes her head. "Don't be, that was a really heartless thing of me to do that Monday morning." Slowly, she straddles my lap, and leans down to whisper in my ear, "Do you forgive me?"
Like every healthy man, this morning like every morning, I woke up with a stiff dick. But now, with Nina on top of me, breathing in my ear my dick goes hard rock. I grab Nina's hips and roll her over, so I'm mounting her.
"I think I should punish you," I say with a smile, just to make sure she understands I'm teasing.
"Umm, I think I deserve a punishment." She smiles and grabs my cock firmly in her hand. I wanted her to stroke my cock like this since the first time we shook hands. I moan loudly and crash my lips to hers. Then I start to fuck her hand. When I reach to the buttons of her jeans, she lets go of my dick and stops me from unbuttoning them.
Confused, I look at Nina. "What's wrong?" I ask her. Without saying a word, Nina shimmies herself down the bed between my legs, making me straddle her chest. Then once again she grabs my dick, and places it in her mouth. "Whoa," I pant, "I didn't see this coming." I say, trying to catch my breath. While Nina sucks my dick as if her life depends on it, she cups my balls with her left hand, and runs the nails of her right hand up and down my chest.
I look down at her, sucking me off, she looks so beautiful with my dick in her mouth. She pulls her hand away from my chest and starts stroking me, without pulling me out of her mouth. "Fuck." I breathe, and move my hands other her face, gently caressing her brows, her eyelids, her cheeks her neck. Then I run my fingers over her full lips, feeling how wet and soft they are. Panting, I lean my head back and close my eyes with pleasure.
Then Nina's hands are not on my dick or balls, and she holds my hands in hers and pulls them away from her face. I look down at her again, confused, when she places both my hands on the back of her head, making me fist her hair.
She pulls me out of her just to say "Fuck my mouth." Then she licks the base of my cock, up my length until I'm in her mouth again.
I'm not sure is I heard her correctly. Did she rally say what I thought she did? I mean, she did place my hands to fist her hair, but still… As if sensing I'm confused, Nina grabs my ass, making move my hips.
When I think I could go on forever, fucking her mouth, owning her mouth, Nina opens her big green aquamarine eyes and looks up at me. And that's it, I can't go any further. I try to pull her away from my cock, not wanting to come in her mouth, but she pulls my hips deeper in her mouth.
"Baby," I breathe, "I gonna cum, if you don't want me to cum in your mouth…" I warn her. But that doesn't make her stop. She eagerly starts sucking me harder and faster, making me cum in her mouth with a loud sigh. When I collapse tiredly next to her on the bed, I pull Nina into my arms as tightly as I can.
"Am I forgiven now?" she asks with a huge grin.
I kiss her firmly on the lips, "Yes," I state, then murmur to myself "god damn…"
"Do you really need do go to the grocery store?"
"Yes, I'm going to bake a cake for tonight."
"Do you bake a cake every Saturday?" I ask Nina wile buttoning my shirt.
"No, it's for the dinner tonight." She answers, as is I know what she's talking about.
Lifting my eyes from my shirt to her, I look at Nina going through her emails on her phone, and think for a horrible second I think she has dinner plans with that fucker Henry. "You have some plans for dinner?" I try to ask matter of factly.
Nina looks at me dumbstruck, like I just told her the world is flat. "Are you shitting me Teddy? Your mom invited me for dinner yesterday; you were there in the car."
Oh crap. I completely forgot.
"Right," I say trying to sound casual, "so you're gonna have to control yourself tonight in front of my family." I tease.
The look on Nina's face makes me smile, she raises one eyebrow and crises her nose as if she smelled something funky.
"I have to control myself?"
"Yep. You can't seem to be able to keep your hands off me."
"Right..." She says sarcastically, and turns her back on me to put her phone in her Louis Vuitton handbag. "Do you really want to come with me?" Nina asks innocently.
Smiling to myself, I reach out and grab Nina, squeezing her back into my chest. "I'd love to come with you…" I whisper in her ear.
"Ha ha, let me rephrase that," she says and turns around in my arms to face me. "Do you really want to come with me to the grocery store?"
"Absolutely!" I want to be with her any way I can.
"Teddy, I don't think that's a good idea." She says apologetically. Her words make me frown, and when she sees my face fall she explains herself, "What if someone we know sees us. We can't risk being seen together." What she is saying is harsh but true. "Go home to refresh and come back here. Maybe change your clothes, put some clean underwear."
"I'm not wearing any underwear." I say kissing her nose.
"Sexy," she says sarcastically. "I'll tell the front desk to permanently have you on the guest list."
"Thanks," I say and lean in to kiss behind her ear.
As we walk out of Nina's apartment and she locks her front door, I ask "What if I come back before you finish your shopping, should I just wander around the hall waiting for you?"
Nina looks at me thinking for a few seconds, then without saying a word, she unlocks her front door and walks back into her house. When she returns, she hands me a key. "That's one of my spare keys. Don't use it unless it's an emergency!" Nina says firmly.
"I wouldn't dare!" I say with a smile.
This is not the first time a woman offers me her house key, but it s the first time I'm accepting it, or more specifically- I'm happy to accept it. As we wait for the elevator to arrive at our floor, I play with Nina's key, and smile a goofy grin. "Got over yourself." Nina murmurs, and walks in the elevator.
The ride down is quite, since we're not alone in the elevator. Stepping out, we both walk toward the welcome desk, were Nina tells Tony the reception guy from last night to put my name permanently on the guests list.
"Right," Nina says, when we get out of the building, "come back whenever you want. I have a few stuff I need to get. See you later?" she asks.
"Defiantly." I say.
We stand in front of one another, outside her building, looking directly into one another's eyes. We don't touch each other, but we are close to.
"You really want to kiss me, don't you?" I whisper, so no one else around us would hear.
Smiling, Nina turn on her heal, and starts to walk away. "See you…" she calls over her shoulder.
Turning on the other direction, I make my way to Escala. Deciding to leave my car in Nina's garage and pick it up latter I walk home with a stupid smile on my face, I keep my right hand in my pocket, and play with the key Nina just gave me.
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