His erection long gone, he waited a few extra minutes just to be on the safe side. Nothing else happened. No pain, no unwarranted shifting. Breathing a sigh of relief, Darius rinsed his face in the sink before he unlocked the door and left the powder room. He’d just have to keep a close watch on himself. At the first sign of pain, he’d have to make a mad dash once again. He just hoped Brisa wouldn’t think he’d lost his marbles.
Darius walked into the living room thinking he and Brisa would start up where they’d left off. Having her in his arms, naked and willing, had felt good. Real good. His cock stirred to life, but it soon deflated when he saw her sitting on the couch fully dressed. Shit.
Brisa gave him a small smile as he approached. “I, ah, thought since you ran out in the middle of things, then didn’t come back right away, that you’d changed your mind.”
He pulled her to her feet and dragged her close. He did the quickest thing he could think of that would show her how wrong she was. Darius claimed her lips in a heated kiss, pouring all the desire that quickly rose inside him into it. He didn’t stop until he had her clutching at him.
He lifted his head. “Does that feel as if I changed my mind about you?” For good measure, he pressed his renewed erection against her belly.
Brisa stood there for a few seconds with her eyes closed. Her cheeks were flushed. Her eyelids fluttered, then opened all the way. She met his gaze. “No, not really.” Her voice was breathy sounding.
“Good.” He went to kiss her once more, but she turned her head.
“Then why did you run out of the room so fast? Are you okay?” She grinned. “I’ve never had a guy bolt like that in the middle of a blowjob. You could give me a complex doing that. Make me think I messed it up.”
He dropped his hands to her backside and rocked his cock into her. “Believe me when I say it didn’t have anything to do with you. Or what you were doing. It was me, though it ended up being nothing.”
She eyed him. “I don’t know about that. You sounded as if you were in pain.”
“I’m fine. I…ah, had a cramp in my leg. So I had to go walk it off before it got worse.”
Brisa didn’t look as if she totally believed him. “A cramp? While we were… I’ve never heard of that happening, especially in the leg.” She gave him a saucy wink. “Maybe in other places, but not there. You weren’t exactly using it at the time. And you needn’t have left the room to walk it off. I would have helped you with it.”
“Well, it was a little embarrassing. Having to put an abrupt end to things because of a cramp isn’t exactly sexy, now is it? I thought it best to take it out of the room, then come back and continue.” Darius squeezed Brisa’s bottom.
She put her hands on his chest and used a finger to draw an invisible circle around Anubis’ mark. “Okay, I’ll let you have this one, but try not to let it happen again. Especially when we’ve gotten to the good part.”
“I promise. How about I show you the upstairs? Specifically my bedroom. I’m sure you’ll like it.”
Brisa glanced over at the couch. “I suppose there would be more room up there.”
“Definitely. I have a king-sized bed.”
She broke his hold by stepping back. “All right. Show me.” Brisa walked toward the living room’s entrance, then paused to look over her shoulder. “Don’t forget to bring your clothes.”
Darius quickly gathered them up and followed her out of the room. They’d just reached the bottom of the staircase in the foyer when the sound of a cell phone ringing could be heard.
Brisa walked over to her purse and picked it up off the floor where she’d left it. “That’s me.” She reached inside and took out the phone, then grimaced. “It’s my boss. I’d better take this.”
He listened to her answer, then after a few seconds heard her ask, “Are you sure there is no one else except for me?” Seeing a look of disappointment flash across her face, he figured the answer wasn’t something Brisa wanted to hear.
“All right,” she said into her cell. “But the next time someone else has to cover it.” She ended the call and put her phone back in her purse with a sigh. “I’m sorry to do this to you, Darius, but I’m going to have to get a rain check on seeing your bedroom. The dayshift bartender took sick at the bar and couldn’t finish his shift. My boss is covering now, but he has a family commitment at five and can’t get out of it to hang around until my shift starts. And the two guys who cover the weekends both have other full-time jobs they work during the day. So that leaves me. And since I have to go in two hours earlier, I’m going to have to have an even earlier dinner. You’ll probably want to drop me off at my place. Sorry.”
He stepped closer and cupped the side of her face, angling it up so she looked at him. “No need to apologize. It’s your job. How about I take you for something to eat now, then afterward I’ll drop you off at your apartment. I don’t mind eating now. I plan on meeting up with you at work at the end of the night, anyway.”
She smiled. “You do?”
He nodded. “I hoped I’d be able to convince you to come back here and spend the night with me.”
“Sounds good to me. And since tomorrow is the start of the weekend, I have the next two nights off. So I don’t have to worry about going into work the following day.”
“Can I take that to mean you’d be willing to spend Saturday and Sunday with me?” he asked.
Darius figured if he’d broken the promise he’d made to himself when it came to Brisa, he might as well jump in with both feet. As the saying went, in for a penny, in for a pound. The damage was already done. What he and Brisa had shared in the living room had pretty much sealed his fate. There would be no walking away. He craved her touch. Where he expected all of this to go, he had no idea. For now, he intended to enjoy her while he could.
Brisa nodded. “I think my spending the weekend with you can be arranged. If you’ll be able to put up with me that long. You never know. I might drive you nuts after a while.”
He chuckled. Darius hadn’t found much humor in his life for ages. But with Brisa around, she had him laughing when he least expected it. “I doubt that will happen, considering I will probably keep you in my bed for the majority of it.”
She put her purse on the floor and stepped closer. With a playful grin, she reached behind him and grabbed his ass. “You really shouldn’t say things like that while standing buck naked. As my friend Janey tells me all the time, I have a gutter mind. Now all night at work I’ll be thinking about sex, with you. And I’ll have hours to wait until I get to see you at the end of my shift. Just be prepared to be pounced on later.”
He smiled. “I think I’ll enjoy that.”
Darius gave Brisa a quick kiss, then dropped his clothes to the floor, giving her a good view of what her saucy talk had done to his cock. Her gaze seemed to eat him up as he grabbed his jeans and pulled them on. He shoved his erection inside before he reached for the zipper.
“Careful,” Brisa said. “Maybe I should help you with that. We wouldn’t want you getting yourself caught in it. I intend to make use of that appendage tonight.”
“You do and we’ll never get out of here to eat. And the likelihood of you making it to work won’t be very good. I doubt your boss would understand.”
She laughed. “All right, I’ll behave. Getting fired tonight isn’t on my to-do list.”
Darius finished dressing, then guided Brisa outside to his car. They ate at a Chinese place, spending a lot of the time talking. Once the meal was over, he wished he didn’t have to take her back to her apartment. Brisa was actually the first woman he’d really enjoyed being with, learning about her. Even when he’d been mortal, he hadn’t found a woman who hadn’t bored him to death after a while.