I wake up in the morning and stretch sweetly. I get up and lean on my elbows. I turn my head."There's a strong muscular torso next to me on the sheets, a chest rising and falling with slow, calm breathing. "Andriy. I admire him for a moment and can hardly believe that he is here, next to me. In my bed.
Memories sweetly hug me, and I fall back onto the soft sheets, while my treacherous memory helpfully supplies images from last evening. I smile involuntarily. "his patience in the shower did not last long. He pounced on me again and, probably, would have taken me just as in his office, but the piercing sound of the doorbell interrupted these seductive plans.
Andriy quickly got out of the shower, wrapped a terry towel around his hips, and went to open the door to collect our dinner. I, languid after the shower and the wild passion between us, wrapped myself in a terry robe and followed him. We then had dinner, feeding each other salad and juicy pieces of baked meat. We played around and laughed a lot.
I am surprised to discover that Andriy in the office and Andriy in such an intimate and relaxed atmosphere are two different men. I was impressed by him in that role, and now... after our closeness and afterwards, "I simply melt and enjoy every moment. And it seems"I read the same emotions in his eyes. At least I want to believe it, because his eyes, when he looks at me that way, darken with passion. No doubt. But I see something else there, too. Warm. Quivering. Special.
Then the evening came... Mmm. As I recall further, my flesh between my thighs moistens, and my stomach twitches from spasms of desire. Because after, he intended not to hold back and do everything that his sinful sweet lips whispered back then, in the reception of his office.
Suddenly, my memories are rudely interrupted by the sharp sound of the alarm clock. Damn. I groan inwardly because I don't want to get up at all, nor do I want to go to work. Today, I would definitely wish to stay here, with him, in this bed.
As I rebel, petulantly pulling the sheet over my head and closing my eyes, I feel a heavy male hand lay on top of the soft fabric on my stomach and slowly crawl up to my swollen breasts. My nipples respond to this caress and treacherously stand out, betraying me completely.
A hoarse male laugh reaches my ear, and then the same man unceremoniously pulls the sheet from me, exposing my breasts.
" Good morning, beauty, " a deep voice reaches me, and then warm lips close on one of my sharp tips. Andriy draws it into his mouth, then traces it with a hot tongue, making my body arch in response, as his other hand lazily draws circles on my stomach.
A sigh escapes from my breasts. Then the sound of the alarm breaks the bliss, ringing again. I bite my lip and groan indignantly, open my eyes, and meet his blue ones. In them flicker little devils, and a seductive smile plays on his lips, full of understanding.
" I know, baby. I'd rather not climb out of your bed, too.
He said it cheerfully and somewhat jokingly, but there is no more laughter in his turquoise eyes. He speaks seriously, and a barely perceptible tremor stirs in my chest.
" There’s a ‘good morning’ for you, " I respond sourly, and Andriy starts laughing, with purely male self-satisfaction. Then he scoops me into his steel arms. Covers me with short, passionate kisses wherever he can reach.
I play coy, push back, and then surrender. I confess, I want a repeat. Want to feel him again inside me, hard and hot, right now. By his darkened eyes, I see that he’s thinking about it too, but this time we are interrupted not by the alarm but by a ring on his mobile phone. Annoyed, I sigh and fall back onto the sheets. From under my lashes, I watch as his sculpted male body slides off the bed, and Andriy takes his smartphone. He looks displeased at the screen, frowns, and accepts the call. I follow his appetizing bare back as it disappears through the doors leading into the hallway, and I sneak a glance at the display on my phone. Seven in the morning.
“Who the hell calls this early? Who needs him so urgently?" A jealous thought drills into my brain. “Someone from the office?"I dismiss this absurd thought because they could have waited another hour. “Then who?”
I get up and get out of the warm bed. I throw on a robe and step out into the hallway. I hear the sound of water in the bathroom. So he went into the shower. I dismiss the first tempting thought to join him. This way, we definitely won't make it to the office today. But we have to.. This visit to Kraków is planned with a single important purpose. So, I force myself to recover and somewhat rein in the wild desires. Instead, I head to the kitchen and turn on the coffee machine. I set up two cups and made some double espresso.
Soon, I hear the bathroom door bang. A few more minutes later, Andriy appears. He’s already wearing pants. He managed to throw on a shirt too and is just buttoning the cuffs, then his manly fingers start working on the shirt buttons, fastening it, as his blue gaze finds me.
" Are you leaving?"I can’t keep the notes of disappointment out of my voice, and I nervously bite my lip. God forbid he thinks I am jealous. Damn! “But I am jealous. Quite a bit.” I angrily admit to myself.
“Yes, I have to go now. Need to swing by my apartment,” he replies, and his gaze is intense, then a barely noticeable, sly smile touches his lips, and he steps close to me. “Don’t be sad, baby. In just an hour or two, we'll meet again at the office.”
I just roll my eyes at this conviction. But the next question I can’t keep to myself. Curiosity combined with jealousy gets the better of me.
" Was that a call from the office? Something urgent?" I raise my eyes, and I feel how my cheeks slowly redden.
" Jealous?" he narrows his eyes, which are now fully gleeful.
" No. Should I be?"I brazenly lie and tilt my chin up.
He chuckles and leaves a sweet kiss on my lips.
" Who knows, who knows," He responds mysteriously, sparking a new wave of outrage and the same jealousy in me.
I push against his solid chest with my fists and dodge a new kiss:
" Let go, " with a hiss.
" Jealous, "he asserts boldly and only tightens his embrace. Tickles with short kisses behind my ear. The rascal teases, and I’m almost moved to angry tears. And then his warm breath touches my ear. " It was my sister who called, " I froze in his arms and turned a surprised look to his turquoise eyes, still laughing.
" Sister? At this hour? " I arch an eyebrow skeptically.
" Yep. She flew in from Warsaw on Saturday evening. She knew I was coming and decided to surprise me.
" So that’s why you didn’t stay on Saturday, " I whisper with understanding.
He chuckles.
" Yes. My parents have lived outside the city for the last seven years, so when she visited, she stayed with me. Why do you think we went to your place yesterday, not mine?”
" You're unbearable, " I lightly punched his chest. And the scoundrel just laughs smugly. " And why is she up so early? " I chuckle, still not quite believing it.
" Teasing brat. She planned her day today and wants to visit our parents. Asked if I would hang around somewhere again or actually spend time with my sister. And so early, because she decided I've had enough sleep, "he amusingly complains and wrinkles his nose.
" Sounds frivolous, "I say and bite my lip because who am I to talk? Not so long ago, I myself was no better and did all sorts of whimsical things. “And how old is she?"I suddenly ask.
" Ten years younger, "he sighs resignedly with a comic expression on his face. " Habit, you know.
" What exactly?
" To tend to her every wish.
" For her own good, "stop, "I advise and laugh.
" Nadya is much more independent now than she was. She has been living in Warsaw for a year. She works in an advertising agency, and it seems everything is stable. Well, sort of. So I have no complaints about the little one, and some antics can be overlooked," he explains. I understand that he is once again, probably for the umpteenth time, acting on the instinct to protect his younger sister, so I just nod with understanding.
" Alright. Go now. I also, you know, need to get to work, or else the boss won’t be pleased. "My mood noticeably improves, and a lightness settles in my chest.
Polyansky starts laughing contagiously.
" Devil," he pinches my buttocks and pulls me tightly to him, with a strong embrace. He kisses passionately, until his thrust takes my breath away. " Yes, better not provoke the boss. You know, his office couch is quite comfortable, and he might punish you.
I just snicker, but my skin flushes from anticipation, not embarrassment. No. Anticipation.
After this, Andriy leaves, and I start getting ready quickly. Shower, make-up, dress, then I call a taxi, and within ten minutes the car is maneuvering through the city to the given address. I entered the office a bit late. I walked down the hallway, greeting colleagues, with whom I had not had the chance to meet the day before. Today, this oversight definitely needs to be corrected.
In the reception area, I turn on my computer and briefly knock on Andriy’s office door. But in response, silence. Then, with no further ado, I open the door. The office is empty. Hmm. I barely manage to return to my desk to dial his number and clarify today's plan when Lukash enters the reception room.