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That didn’t seem fair. To either of us. Maybe I should just offer him a quick blowjob before we put an end to things…
No, Anita! It can’t happen again!
Ignoring all the reactions my body was having just to the sound of his voice, I cleared my throat and said, “I know, but it wouldn’t have happened if I hadn’t… orchestrated it.”
“Orchestrated it?” His voice had perked up a little.
Wincing, I admitted, “I mean, I followed you into the sauna. I was the one who… started things.”
“Well I guess that’s true,” he said quickly. “I didn’t even know you’d be there. I was just going to the sauna. Had no idea I’d see you in the pool. None.”
I frowned a little. Hadn’t I told him I’d be swimming Thursday morning when I called him to confirm the Basalt? Maybe I hadn’t.
I could’ve sworn I had, though.
“But that doesn’t…” Nuni trailed off. “You don’t need to apologise. I guess I just… I’m a little confused. I thought you said —”
“I know.” I rubbed my hot forehead. “And I do need to apologise for that. For being a complete… flake. Telling you it definitely couldn’t happen again and then basically accosting you at the gym—”
“Hey, no, I’m totally cool with that part,” he broke in quickly, which made me pause my pacing as my mouth twitched. “That part was great. A very… invigorating sauna session.”
I snorted. “It was. Did you manage to get to the locker room and dressed without anyone seeing the, um, towel?”
The towel that had been streaked with his dark cum.
“Yeah, thank fuck.” He huffed in amusement. “I tried bleaching it when I got home but it just went yellow, so I threw it out.”
My eyes bulged. “Does demiurgus… It stains?”
“Oh.” He sounded embarrassed. “Uh, no, but… it just felt wrong to throw it in the hamper for my housekeeper to wash. Plus, she’s demiurgus. She’d know immediately what it was.”
I chuckled, enough nervous energy fleeing to allow me to sit back down on the couch. “I’m sure she’s seen worse.”
“Not from me.” He sounded offended by the idea. “I’m not over here just coming on all my shit, dude.”
I burst out laughing. “You’re not?”
“No, dude.” He was laughing too. “I’m not… I’d never even done anything remotely sexual in my office before you, let alone a freaking sauna.”
That sobered me up as the memory of his office blared in my brain. His big hands on me. His firm lips. Sharp teeth scraping lightly over my hipbone. His tongue in my mouth and delving between my legs, sliding over my pussy, his hoarse groans vibrating through me as he…
“Sorry,” I heard him say awkwardly. “I shouldn’t have brought that up.”
“No, it’s okay,” I blurted, breathing a little faster. “It’s not like we can’t… talk about it. We’re adults. We did it. And I… I don’t want you to think I regret it. I don’t at all. It was…” Shaking my head sharply, I continued, “It’s just because of Corva’s stance on…”
“I get it,” he said quickly. “Totally. I wasn’t trying to, like, pressure you into anything with my email this morning, Anita. I just… wasn’t sure. Where we, uh, stood.”
“I understand.” I tried to sound calm and controlled. Hustin’s infuriating but wise advice filtered into my mind. Just be honest. “Okay, the thing is, I’m… I’m really attracted to you.”
My face was on fire. There was a pause, and I rolled my eyes when I heard the smug smile in Nuni’s voice as he said, “You are?”
“Yes,” I said defensively. “Obviously. Otherwise I wouldn’t have… But what I’m saying is, I clearly stop thinking rationally when I’m near you. I mean, Jesus, I… exposed myself in the gym sauna.”
“Yeah.” Nuni’s voice was deeper, rougher, and my belly clenched just hearing it.
Maybe phone sex would work as a good compromise? One last hurrah?
I jerked my head again to clear the horny thoughts beginning to infiltrate. “So, yes. That’s the situation. I’m very attracted to you physically”—I made sure to clarify that point—“and I acted out of character this morning, and I went back on my word, and I’m sorry.”
