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Her hand moved lower, cupping me through my trousers, and I gasped, the sound escaping before I could stop it. She smirked against my mouth, her fingers stroking me just enough to drive me wild.
“Doesn’t take much,” she murmured, her voice a seductive whisper.
“We didn’t make love last night,” I reminded her, my breath coming out ragged.
“I asked you to come home for lunch,” she countered, her tone almost accusing. “I could’ve met you here.”
“I had a meeting with a client,” I explained, trying to keep my thoughts straight. “I couldn’t say no.”
“How much?” she asked, her hand stilling its movements.
“How much what?” I asked, momentarily thrown off.
“Is the commission for this client?”
“If the negotiation goes well, just short of two hundred grand,” I replied, watching her reaction closely.
“Christ, I need clients like yours,” she muttered, her tone envious but laced with admiration.
“You act like you don’t make good money,” I teased, trying to lighten the mood.
“I do, but nothing like you do.”
“We could be a force together,” I suggested, the idea forming in my mind, one that I’d been turning over for a while now.
“We already are together,” she said, pulling back slightly to look me in the eye.
“I mean together,” I emphasized, my voice soft but serious.
Erika’s expression shifted, curiosity replacing her playful demeanor. “What do you mean, together?”
I hesitated, the weight of what I was about to say suddenly making my heart pound. I glanced down at the floor, feeling a wave of sheepishness wash over me. This wasn’t something I’d planned on bringing up, especially not so soon, but the words tumbled out before I could stop them.
“Marriage,” I whispered.
For a moment, the room was deathly silent. Then Erika laughed, the sound light but tinged with disbelief. “Elliott, you really know how to scare a girl off.”
“Don’t say that,” I growled, my possessiveness flaring up again.
“You’re out of your mind,” she said, shaking her head as if she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “What happened to that jerk I negotiated with a few weeks ago?”
“He melted away the minute you came into his life,” I admitted, surprised at how much truth lay in those words.
“We’re not even close to that stage,” she said, her tone firm but not unkind. “I don’t think I’ll be ready for marriage until I’m about thirty-five.”
I scowled, a mix of frustration and disappointment settling in. “You’re only twenty-seven.”
“Let’s get to know each other before we make any deep commitments,” she suggested, pulling away completely and turning toward the mirror.
I sighed, watching her walk off. She was right, of course. We were still in the early stages, still figuring each other out. But that didn’t change how I felt—how certain I was that she was the one. As I finished dressing, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I’d just taken a leap too soon, but it was out there now, and there was no taking it back.
I found her standing in front of the mirror, combing her hair. Without a word, I walked up behind her, slipping my arms around her waist and pressing a soft kiss to the nape of her neck. She didn’t pull away, but she didn’t lean into me either. Instead, we stood there in silence, both of us lost in our own thoughts, the weight of what had been said hanging between us like a cloud that neither of us could disperse.
Erika’s voice cut through the charged atmosphere. “Stop distracting me.”
I grinned, pressing my pelvis against her, letting her feel the lingering hardness of my erection through the thin fabric of her pink panties. “I love distracting you,” I murmured, my breath hot against her neck.
She turned her head slightly, her lips curling into a teasing smile. “Do you really want to get into this now?”
