Years. He’d let years go by with only phone calls and e-mails, and online game play. And he’d only done that when he could be convinced to stop writing his code. After the code had been complete, he’d set about building his company and he’d spent even less time with Logan.
“Is the water warm yet?” Georgia had slipped into his shirt. She stood there in the doorway looking slightly wary, as though morning had taken the sexy, confident woman and turned her back into a vulnerable girl.
He hadn’t bothered with clothes. And it felt right to be naked with her. He gave her a tired smile and cupped her cheeks, lowering his head to hers and kissing her softly. “Yeah, baby. It’s a steam shower built for an army. It warms up fast. And the towel racks are heated.”
“It wasn’t built for an army. It was built for you and me and Logan, wasn’t it?”
He nodded. “I’m sorry he’s not here with us. Maybe when he gets his contract, he’ll feel more comfortable.”
She bit into her bottom lip, those blue eyes looking up at him. “I want to try with Logan.”
“I know.” And he wanted her to have what she wanted. What the hell was he going to do if Logan walked out? He didn’t want to let Georgia down. It was no way to start a life together.
“But, Seth, if he doesn’t want me in the end, do you think you would try to find another girl? Would you try to find someone he could want long term?”
“Georgia.” He breathed her name as he gathered her close. He wrapped his arms around her. “Georgia, you’re it. Do you understand me? You’re the end all, be all of my existence. I’m never letting you go, and I don’t mean that in a creepy-stalker way, though you should know I could turn into a creepy stalker if you dumped me.”
He felt her smile against his skin. “You would be the creepiest, stalkeriest ex-boyfriend ever. I want to try with Logan, but Seth, if he doesn’t want me, I don’t want this to go away. I need you. I need this relationship. I was willing to give up the sex part to stay your friend because I need you in my life.”
And he needed her, too. More than anything. “I’m not going away, Georgia. And you were only willing to give up the sex because you didn’t know how good it could be.”
“You are so arrogant.” She slapped against his chest, but there was laughter in her eyes as she looked up at him. “I guess my only question is why me? I don’t want to sound like a whiny girl, but I have to wonder. I don’t know if you noticed, but I can be a handful.”
“And you can be amazing, Georgia. The fit yesterday kind of threw me off, and it also did something for me. You’re not some cardboard cutout girl who I’ll always know how to handle. You’ll challenge me and keep me on my toes. Life is exciting with you. You make me laugh, and there is such grace in you. Georgia, you could be anything you wanted to, you know. You just have to figure out what that is. When you know what your passion is, when you find that one thing you want to leave to the world, damn, baby, I want to be there. I want to be beside you. I want to be the man who helps make those dreams come true. You always give me that pep speech before I have to go into a big meeting. What do you say to me?”
Her eyes rolled a little. “Seth Stark is a big deal.”
She’d started it one week after he’d hired her. She’d retied his silk tie and made sure his new Armani suit was smooth, and she’d given him a smile before he’d faced a reporter. He was the billionaire and she’d been the one to lift him up.
“Georgia Dawson is a big fucking deal. She’s the biggest deal in the world to me. I love Logan. I want Logan with us. But if he doesn’t stay with us, I’ll feel bad for him because we can have a great life, Georgia.”
She nodded and took a deep breath then stepped toward the shower, her hand pulling the T-shirt off and letting it fall to the floor. She opened the shower door and turned her head toward him. “Are you coming?”
His dick was right back at full mast. He could practically come just looking at her. But the situation hadn’t changed. “Baby, you have to be sore.”
“Oh, I am so sore. I think we should wait a little while before Mr. Happy plays with my girl again. But maybe I could help you get cleaned up.” She winked as she disappeared.
Fuck. There was no way he would refuse that invitation. Even if all that happened was she ran her hands all over him and got him so hot he couldn’t stand it, it would be worth it because this was intimacy. Waking up next to her, spending the day with her, showering with her. This was what he wanted. This was what had been missing from his life.
He got in the state-of-the-art shower with its nine showerheads. He pressed a button and released the citrus steam.
“I love that smell. It makes me think of mornings.” She reached out for him, her hands covering his chest, slowly moving across his muscles. She hadn’t been allowed to explore the night before. He and Logan had taken charge. They had pleasured her, but there was something about the curious way she ran her hands over his pecs and down to his abs that made him think they had missed something. The water beat against his back, heat stinging against his skin, loosening him up. “I want you to teach me. You know, what you promised to teach me last night.”
His eyes nearly crossed at the thought. “I promised to teach you how to suck my cock last night, Georgia.”
She flushed, pink creeping across her face. Her blonde hair darkened as it got wet, and it reached almost down to her waist. “Yeah. That.”
Inner Dom was flaring back to life. He wanted more from her than that. He wasn’t teaching her how to suck any cock. He was teaching her to suck his, and that was different. If he had his way, she would be sucking his cock for the rest of their lives. “Ask me.”
“What?”
“Unless you’re not interested in the lifestyle, Georgia. I rather thought you were from your reading material. If you’re interested in submission, then we should start now. This is sex, and I’m in charge of sex when Logan isn’t around. I top you, baby, and I want you to ask me for permission to suck my cock.”
Her lips turned down. “You didn’t ask for permission to…do all that stuff to me.”
“No. I didn’t ask for permission to eat your pussy because your pussy belongs to me and I’m in charge of this part of our lives. I want you to think about the last six months. Who was in charge of where we ate lunch and what the chef made for dinner? Who was in charge of my calendar and forced me to take weekends off and then basically planned out those weekends for me?”
A mischievous light came into her eyes. “All right. I can play by those rules. Seth, would you please teach me how to suck your cock?”
Pure pleasure flooded his system, hotter than the water. “Yes, I will do that, baby. On your knees.”
He held her hand, helping her down.
She looked right at his cock. She stared for a while and then her eyes came up. “Is it weird if I say I think you’re beautiful?”
He put a hand on her head. He loved her like this, when everything was stripped away. When all the makeup was gone and she couldn’t hide behind those clothes she wore, that was when she was at her most beautiful. “I’m deeply grateful, baby. And I think you’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. Kiss me.”
She didn’t pretend to misunderstand. She simply leaned forward and pressed her lips against his aching cock. Sweet little brushes of her mouth that covered his flesh. She kissed the head of his cock and moved along his stalk all the way to the base.