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“It’s happened before. I bet it happens in a building with a doorman.”

“Not in my building.”

“Your building is high security. That’s what you pay for.”

“I pay for more than high security. I just want you to be safe now that Nathaniel is away. Aren’t you afraid to be by yourself?”

“Not at all. I can deal with it. Nate sometimes makes so much noise when he comes home or when he has guests that I’ll be enjoying the silence.”

“You should get a deadbolt, at least.”

“I have one, or didn’t you notice.”

Jordan doesn’t answer me as his cell rings, and he walks away from me. I hear some of his conversation, and it sounds like he has to go back immediately.

“Doll, I’m sorry to interrupt our lunch, but it looks like my attorneys have hammered out the last sticking point with the buyer. I have to go. I’ll hopefully be home within an hour.”

He kisses me on the forehead, tightens his tie, throws on his jacket and grabs his briefcase. In a flash, he’s out the door, leaving me alone again. I’m no longer hungry, so I clean up the dishes and put everything back in the refrigerator. It’s stocked with all kinds of foods as if Jordan was trying to make sure to cover all the bases.

The freezer contains several pints of gelato in flavors like green tea, salted caramel, and maraschino cherry. I haven’t had gelato in ages and will have to remember to ask if I can have some for dessert tonight.

The sun has moved off the spot I was sitting on the terrace, and I head back there to continue reading the book off my phone. The time ticks by, and I expect Jordan back soon, but it doesn’t happen. Two hours pass, and he’s still not home. I stretch out on the overstuffed light blue couch in the living room to take a quick nap. When I wake up, I call out to Jordan and hear nothing back.

A check of my phone tells me it’s after five. I feel sticky, and the large oval garden tub I saw in the bathroom is what I could use. I love taking baths. I head to the bathroom and turn on the water to warm. In a small closet next to the sink, I find some bath beads, vanilla, and pour them into the tub. They immediately start to bubble and fill the air with fragrance.

I quickly get undressed, grab a washcloth, and put my hair up with a clip I have in my purse. When the tub is full, I turn off the water, sit on the edge, and slide inside. It feels so good, and I put my head back against the rounded porcelain. This is the life. I finally hear the front door slam and Jordan’s footsteps as he walks down the hallway.

“Emma, where are you?”

“I’m taking a bath.”

He peeks in seconds later, “Mind if I join you? I haven’t taken one in ages.”

You have these beautiful tubs in your residences, and you’re not using them?

“Sure, plenty of room.”

I’m nervous as I watch him undress in front of me. He slowly removes his clothing, until he’s down to his boxers. His sculpted body has me holding my breath, God, he’s gorgeous. He tosses his clothing into a hidden hamper in the wall then slides his boxers down his legs, stepping out of them.

“Can I sit behind you?”

“Um, huh,” what am I supposed to say? No.

I move forward, and he steps into the water behind me. When he’s in the tub, he pulls me in between his legs and leans me back against his chest.

“Isn’t this nice? Perfect after a rough day.”

“Was it rough? I expected you to be home hours ago.”

“Unexpected issue that couldn’t be helped. Contracts are signed, and you have me until we leave tomorrow afternoon.”

Jordan takes the washcloth in his hand and dunks it into the water. He begins to wash my body, first my arms, then stomach and breasts. Despite the warm water, my nipples immediately harden. He drops the cloth and kisses my neck, massaging my shoulders with his hands. It feels so relaxing.

He makes a descent, and his fingers seek my clit. I’m already sensitive from him, stimulating my body with his touch. He begins to rub, and I turn my head to kiss him. I spread my legs wide, and he flutters his hand to my opening, inserting two fingers while he uses his thumb on my clit. I’ve been craving him all day, and I come within seconds of him penetrating me.

“I love watching you come. It’s so erotic.”

I wasn’t aware that it was anything like that. I screw my face up and hang my mouth open when I do it. Jordan is rock hard, and his cock is pressing against my back. He runs his fingers through my slickness while his other hand pinches and teases my nipples. He moves me up his chest and positions me so that I feel his erection at my entrance.

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