“Well, of course. I get it, Edward. I agree.”
“Agree with everything?” He winked.
“Everything.” I confirmed.
And then he brought my hand to his lips and squeezed it, staring at me. His touch gave me goosebumps. Then he ran his tongue over my finger, and this acted on me like a red rag to a bull: I instantly got wet. If there weren't so many people in the cafe, I would immediately get ready!
Edward took out some bills, put them on the table and stood up saying:
“Let's go.”
“Where?” I asked.
“There should be no questions. But so be it. I will answer. Let's go to the hotel.”
I opened my mouth in surprise. But Edward had already gone to the door, so I had to quickly grab my bag and follow him.
When he started the car, I dared to ask:
“What, right now?”
“Yes, just like that.” He answered simply without looking at me. “If I want sex I just tell you, and you must obey immediately. I repeat again: I love to fuck, and many times to exhaustion. My wife tolerated my temperament perfectly, but now…”
He paused, glaring at the road. I didn't dare to break the silence, realizing how difficult it was for him now.
But as we drove, desire filled my mind. “Fuck your wife!” I thought.
The situation was the best for me: even if this made me my boss's mistress, he became mine! And since his wife practically left him… then we would be together in every sense of the word!
“But he seemed to be saying something about not thinking ahead.” Whispered a voice of reason somewhere in the depths of my mind. I immediately interrupted it: “In time, he will get attached to me and forget what he said.”
When we finally reached the nearest hotel and entered the room, Edward closed the door and turned to me with a strange gleam in his eyes. There was anger and determination. But I didn't see desire in them. He said:
“Turn me on. Show me that there is a woman in the world who may interest me more than my wife.”
I, looking at him in a tempting way, slowly took off my jacket. I unbuttoned my beige dress, which sank over my legs to the floor. I approached Edward, admiring him and not believing what I saw. Here he was, standing in front of me and asking me to turn him on! The dream was coming true…
He was standing with his back against the door, like when I found him in the office. Only this time he didn't resist and didn't grab me by the shoulders, instead he just watched my actions. I touched his neck with my lips, ran my tongue over him, leaving a wet trail behind. I started unbuttoning his shirt. I looked into his eyes. And I still didn't see anything there!