A day late... I blame the easter-bunny

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As I sit behind my desk the first thing I do is remove all sensitive or awkward files. It would probably send her running, or wheeling away if she would find the file with all the information about her. It's too soon for her to find out what kind of stalker I am.

With that done, I just sit back and go over some work files. Time goes by quickly, because before I know it I hear a knock and Anastasia is rolled in by Gail.

She sits in her chair and I can practically see her jaw drop when she takes in my library. I know the decoration is different from the rest of the appartement as far as she has seen, but that is because I spend little time in the other rooms. I wanted everything in here to be exactly as I thought an old-fashioned reading-room should look like.

As far as I can tell Anastasia likes it as much as I do. I see her drink everything in and I do think she is almost drooling. I can't help but smile at her, she has the look on her face of a little kid in a candy/toy-store and then her eyes end on me and she drinks me in as well.

"You like my library?" I ask her and I think she is really dumb-struck by all the splendor tha tis my library because instead of answering she only nods.

"Do you want a tour?"
And again she only nods.
"Cat caught your tongue"
Yes, that's it, she nods again and I can only smile.

So I push her wheelchair to my favorite reading chairs so I can sit down next to her I explain to her everything about my library. I think I'm getting a little over-exited about the library and books in general because I think I have lost her halfway in my story. She just stares at me and has completely zoned out.

Although it's a bit annoying that she zoned out when I sort of poured my heart out to her, the expression on her face and the way she stares at me make me believe that it wasn't boredom that made her zone out...maybe it's just wishful thinking but I think she might be daydreaming.

Could it be possible and does she want me as bad as I want her? The thought of her having thoughts of having sex with me while I'm talking about Charles Dickens make me almost laugh out loud.

"You haven't heard a word I said, haven't you?" I ask her.
"Ehm, well…ehm. Not everything…ehm. Sorry". She mumbles with a beautiful blush creeping up her nek and across her cheeks.

I can't help it, but the way she blushes just fuel my good humor and I start laughing. At first she turns almost crimson, but then she joins me in laughter. I think it's one of the most beautiful sounds I know.

After that all the initial awkwardness is gone and we turns out to be as passionate about books as I am and that beside reading we have more in common then I initially could have thought.

After we've talked about books and movies for what felt like five minutes but turns out to be the best part of three hours, we are disturbed by a knock on the door.
It's Gail informing us that lunch is ready.

After a lunch I take her back to the library. I have something to ask her and I don't need an audience. I watch her as she is looking around. I need to know now, I can't wait anymore.

"I want to discuss something with you". I say to her.

She turns around and looks at me. I think I startled her.
"I want you to stay here with me".

"Pardon?"

"I want you to stay here as long as you want."

"As long as I need help?"

"As long as you want to stay with me."

"I don't understand. You want me to stay here with you?"

"I want you to be with me." I lean over and place my hands on the armrests of her chair.

"Be with you?" She says.

She looks a little lost as if she doesn't believe she heard me correctly or as if she can't understand why I would ask her to stay.

"Yes, I want you to want me." I whisper in her ear . I bend over to kiss her lightly in her neck and as I do so I feel her shiver.

I need to feel her and have her closer so I wrap my arms around her and lift her out of the chair. As I stand there holding her close to me I whisper in her ear: "you know I want you".

I feel her straight up so she stands on her own feet. My first thought is she mustn't stand but the next moment all thoughts are lost as her lips touch mine.

I've pulled her flush against me, but it isn't close enough. I want to feel her, taste her, devour her. I want.

My fingers are twisted in her hair and I pull her in. Still not close enough. I want, I need more.

I kiss her mouth, her cheek, her jaw, chin, corner of her mouth. I need more.

She is kissing me with equal hunger as if her life depends on it as well.

We started really slow and tenderly, but the caressing turns into groping and our breathing is becoming more laboured.

I want her now, it's like I'm not in control of myself anymore. All thoughts other than me wanting her are gone.

"mmm...foot...hurts...mmm...couch...mmm..." she tells me in between kisses. So I lower her onto the couch and start fumbling with her shirt. The only way to get closer is to get rid of all the useless layers of fabric that are keeping us apart.

So I get rid of her top and my shirt and lay down on top of her. But it isn't enough. I sit up and start to pull her pants down. As I reach the bandages, I take her foot in my hands, give the bandages a kiss and the pull her pants down completely and throw them on het ground.

I look at her beautiful body. Her female curves, her flawless skin and it just about screams at me to kiss her.

"You're beautiful".

"You're dressed".

"Not anymore". With the speed of light (or so I hope) I pull my pants down and almost dive on top of her.

I can't wait any longer. I want her. I need her. I must have her. Now.

I pull down her bra and see her bare breast for the first time. I must taste them.

"mmmmm...feels so good" she moans as I suck her nipple into my mouth.

I know I'm a boob-man (I like to look at a nice ass, but boobs and nipples, mmmmm) but if I wasn't her firm, soft breasts would convert me for sure.

Just the feel of her nipple in my mouth and her other nipple between my fingers make me almost cum her on het spot.

"Christian?"

"Mmmmmm"

"Take me".

Your wish is my command.