Masters & Lovers Box Set Three
Chapter 19
As we finish the meal, I draw the curtains, the short winter day already fading. The flames set light and shadow dancing across the room. They flutter over her hair, gilding the highlights, deepening the lowlights as she sits on the thick rug by the hearth, her legs tucked under her.
“You want to make love,” she whispers. It’s not a question.
“Yes. You?”
“Yes.”
We need no more words.
Her mouth is a sensual curve as she rises. I slip my hand into hers, leading her to the bedroom, and her lips a little parted, she follows.
Her face raises to mine, reaching for me. And it’s not the hooker with her client. It’s Mitch…
My Mitch…
… wanting me…
Our lips brush, then press. She’s warm, her flesh yielding, soft and tasting of the wine. Her fingers tangle into my hair and her mouth opens, the kiss deepening.
The music, soft and evocative spills through from the lounge. I pull her to me, but abruptly she breaks away, kicking off her shoes, and barefoot, she dances. Languidly, beautifully, slowly, she dances for me.
She’s hypnotic, spell-binding; weaving sorcery as I watch, with the music and the swaying of her body…
The dress, its teal-green silk, whispers as she moves. Her long hair is a cloud of red and gold, and her emerald eyes are jewels.
She reaches for me, her long pale arms outstretched, and laughing for sheer joy. “Dance with me?”
Taking her in my arms, one hand at her shoulder, the other nested at the base of her spine, together we sway and glide to the music which trickles around us.
So close, she smells of some perfume she’s wearing. It rises from within the silk like a drug, and like a drugged man, I stoop to lift her and carry her to the bed.
“Do you like it?”
“Like what?”
“The apartment.”
“Yes, you have a lovely home.”
“It's not my home. I bought it for you.”
She stiffens.... “What?”
“It’s not mine. It’s yours. I bought it for you. The deeds are in your name.”
“Put me down.”
“Mitch…”
“Put me down, you bastard.”
Confused, I release her, helping her stand again. She pulls away from me, her eyes slitting. “What the fuck are you playing at?”
“Mitch, it’s a gift. That’s all. I just wanted to give you what you deserve.”
“Don't you try to trap me,” she hisses. “Don't you dare try to trap me. Was that the plan all along? Get the little bird in its golden cage? Make me beholden to you? Own me?” She snatches up her shoes, jamming her feet inside. “You can go to hell!”
“Mitch. I didn't... I want to make you free. Give you choices...”
“Choices, eh?” she snarls. “The main one to be your chattel. Your property…”
“No.”
“Yes!”
“No. Mitch, it’s a gift, no more than that.”
“An apartment? Just a gift? Flowers and chocolates, yes. Even jewellery…” She grabs up behind her neck, fumbling at the clasp of the necklace of emeralds before tugging it away and tossing it onto the bed.
“Yes, just a gift.”
sweeps an arm around the room and to the door… “… and then
Don’t do that. Mitch,
you thought you were doing.” She turns, heading for the door.
told you. I’ve put it in your name. Like it or not, legally
halts. “Really? You actually
know what I have to say to convince you. It’s yours. Legally. A gift. To you.
falls, her
a few days? I'm going to be away for the next couple of weeks. I wouldn't be here.” Her eyes shift to mine. “You'd be free
save for the rise and
having to... work.” She slow-blinks, her
face hardens again. “My own
place then, if that makes you happy. It's not going anywhere. But
into this then? Am I supposed to be
that. But you’d own an extra property. You could rent it out. Live off that. Or you could paint. Sell your work. You have a real talent. And you’d be able to spend as much time
tension eases from her. Before my eyes, she’s relaxing. “Come have some more wine. We’ll sit together, talk. No
we’ll sit. We’ll talk. But I’m not promising
That’s all
*****
in the cold embrace of one of the twin beds, staring into the
blankets. “Got those pyjamas
“I do, yes.”
we sleep in the same
*****
that I’m being watched. My eyes snap open to meet Mitch’s, her head above mine,
supposed to make of you?” she
“Anything you want, Mitch.”
close, her lips meet mine.
you.” I move a hand to clasp the
agreed we would make
“Are the two incompatible?”
into the waistband of the
my length, then gliding
inside herself, but the heat of
button of the shirt,
the same time. She’s done this for me before, when I was paying her, when she was just the woman I’d rented for a few hours. But now, there is something in her glance; a knowledge of
Is that all?
Affection… perhaps?
She likes me.
She does like me…
all it
Could it be more?
Be patient…
pale contrast to the valley between. I raise my arms, warm flesh filling each palm, her
Aroused?
Yes…
was the first that did that for
I’m sure of it…
…
…
Take your time…
Take her slowly…
jack-hammer into her, to fill her with myself, but I don’t, biting down to
What I want…
her reeling and me tumbling after her. When I know that I’ve given her what no-one
taut under my touch, but
She wants me…
She wants me….
thighs, working inward. With the other, I draw long, soft strokes
head falls and she
is the sweetest sound I ever
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