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“And we both would like to see each other’s naked body, so that’s another thing we have in common,” he tells me, so casually that he could be commenting on the weather. I was taking a sip of my sake, and I’m so surprised by his words that I almost spit it all out.
“Who says I want to see you naked?” I ask him, trying to keep a poised posture, and that while my heart pounds hard against my chest. The moment the words naked body fell from his lips, I couldn’t help but imagine him undressing in front of me, revealing his cut muscles and perfect body… I imagined my fingers going for his boxer briefs, pulling them down and revealing his large cock and—sweet mercy, it’s hot in here all of a sudden.
“You told me. The moment I stepped foot inside your office, your eyes told me all about it… There’s no shame in it, Athena,” he smiles smugly, finishing his sake and refilling his cup.
“Maybe I’m just curious,” I try to feign his jabs, but I’m a mess right now. My pussy is growing wet with each passing second, and that image of his naked body simply refuses to leave my mind. C’mon, Athena, focus!
“Maybe … but, just like I said,” he continues, lowering his voice and smiling, “I’m curious as well.”
I’m about to answer when the waiter comes to our table, notepad in one hand and pen in the other.
“Have you decided on what you’ll be having for the night?” The young waiter asks us, and I realize that yes, I’ve already decided what I’ll be having tonight.
And it’s not sushi—that much I can tell you.
“Thank you, but I’m not hungry,” I tell the young guy waiting on us, but my eyes never leave Malcolm’s.
“Me neither,” Malcolm whispers, standing up and dismissing the waiter with a quick nod. “Let’s get out of here,” he tells me, his words dripping anticipation. I simply nod at him, and my eyes wander down to his crotch, my imagination already working hard as it tries to decipher what kind of tool Malcolm hides under his pants.
“Let’s,” I repeat after him, and I realize that my voice is even more loaded than his with anticipation.
What the hell am I doing?
7
Athena
I can’t believe what’s about to happen.
It’s like a hypnotic trance as we both leave Masa and get into Malcolm’s limo as it pulls up to Columbus Circle. He’s staring at me. I’m looking at him.
Hunger.
Desire.
Lust.
But in the back of my mind, I remember what my mission is.
I have to get him to fall in love with me. I can’t succumb.
On the same token, if this man can do whatever he wants with women, then so can I with men And that means, of course, that it’s time to have some fun. What else? But even after I try to tell my brain all the reasons it needs to stay rational and not get caught up in Malcolm, I still crave him. How could I not? After our first meeting together, I can barely think of anything else.
Yeah, that’s right.
I’m telling the truth.
I can’t get this glorious specimen of man out of my mind.
Closing the divider between the driver, and us I move closer to him in the seat, my eyes on his. I can see it all there—desire, hunger, lust. Everything that I want to see in a man at a time like this if I want him to eventually fall in love with me.
I’m breathing hard already, my cheeks flushing as I realize that I won’t be able to control myself if I don’t concentrate. Reaching for him, I lay my hand on top of his and s
queeze his fingers gently. We’re sitting side by side, looking at our reflection in the mirror that faces us.
“Take me to paradise,” I whisper, turning into him and looking him in the eye; Malcolm’s lips curl upward into a slight grin and he’s ready but I need to explain myself further. “Just…no sex,” I tell him.
He looks at me.
