question was far from rhetorical when he pressed his forehead to hers and looked into her eyes.
“Yes.”
“Yes, to what Nicolette Victoria?” She closed her eyes and he inhaled her intoxicating breaths as she released minute huffs of air.
“I would let you and love it when you did.”
“Good.” His right hand roved her spine once, then back again before he kissed her with more gentility than he felt at the moment and less than she deserved.
Her legs twined around his and her arms lifted towards his torso. Her hands travelled his body as if the skin there was a hand crafted map for the blind. She found every sensitive patch of flesh and he had waited so long for her touch that the gentle pass of fingertips along his ribs was enough to make him groan. The need for her had burned so long that he could distinguish the feel of her fingerprints as her digits learned his body. He couldn’t help the quaver of his legs, and he thought it was criminally unfair that he could have had the hands of many women on his body, but only hers brought him low. Only she could have this effect on him. He wanted to feel her completely bare against him with no barriers to their meeting of the flesh. The miniscule bit of lace was less than nothing under his demanding grasp and quickly shoved to her ankles. When the panties reached the floor, she lifted her knees one at a time, gracefully shifted the lace shackles away to meet the scattered pile of garments currently residing in a haphazard pile beside her feet. He gripped her hips and with a bit of prodding she wrapped her lower limbs around his waist.
She felt so good in his embrace that all he wanted was to sink inside her and never leave. He had never been the kind of man to imagine happily ever after, but he had to have one with her. Her body burned and he knew that he was not going to turn on the AC. Dominic would finally get to see her sweat. Although, she would be too exhausted to care by the time he turned on the ceiling fan. He couldn’t wait to have her and get the post-coital cuddle sprawl with her while their damp skin dried from their lovemaking. It only took a moment to get her upstairs and in his bed.
He laid her down on the light blanket he used in the warm months of the year and found that he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. It was so bad that he didn’t watch where he was headed and walked into the bedside nightstand. Nicolette giggled at him and smiled. He responded with his own huge grin even though his shin hurt like hell. He opened the drawer and pulled out a box of condoms while hoping they were unexpired. The rubbers had been there for a long time. Over two years to be exact.
“After Monday morning there won’t be a reason to use these.” He told her because he meant it.
“Why ever not? Will you have had your fill of me by then?” She asked with a pout to her lips.
“Never that, Nicolette, but then we can have our doctors give us a clean bill of health. I know that you don’t have any diseases. But you can’t say the same for me, and while I want you to take a gamble on me, on us, I will not ask you to gamble with your life.”
“How can you know if I’m clean? You’re my accountant, not my doctor.”
“If you had disease then I would see more than just the cost of a simple wellness visit in your files or a charge for a prescription at the least. Don’t forget, he who watches the gold makes the rules.”
“I thought that saying went another way.” Nicolette smirked at him.
“It does, but the man who watches the money has even more control than the actual owner. I halted your charges didn’t I? I knew what you were up to before you realized I could stop you.”
“Damn it. You might be right. But I think that must be against some kind of ethical code.”
“I usually am right.” He shrugged. “Yeah, it’s a little unethical, but when it comes to you, there is