Chapter Seventy-Five

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     The week went by and was, for the most part, uneventful. Aubrey or Destiny would wake up, initiate a little morning foreplay, sometimes they'd shower together - sometimes Aubrey showered alone. Almost every morning, they ate breakfast together. Destiny would walk Aubrey to the door and kiss him before he left. During the day, she would sit in his home office and focus on coming up with ideas for her upcoming entertainment news website. After working on that for awhile, she would go for a swim or spend quality time with Carlos. If they weren't talking shit back and forth, then she was his taste taster while he tried to come up with his original recipes.

    Aubrey presented him with a company car before the week was over and insisted on accompanying him for a drive to make sure that he wasn't reckless.

    Carlos had accepted the car keys from him with a wry expression on his face. "You want to make sure I'm a safe driver? What is this? High school Driver's Ed?"

    "This is me making sure that I'm not giving you a car to wreck," Aubrey had corrected, and he looked very serious.

    The weekend was very low key. Cuddling like while watching movies. Carlos was nowhere to be found, per usual. Minimal training. Aubrey said that was because he wanted to wait until Carlos had his own space before continuing. It seemed that Aubrey was still a bit scarred from having Carlos walk in on him in the kitchen; he was trying to prevent any other walk-in situations from occurring.

    It was a nice break, a nice time to experience just living as Aubrey and Destiny. There was a lot of love and affection between them during those weeks. There were a lot of ideas shared between them. She would share her ideas about his school arts program, and he would share his ideas about the website that he was helping to get off the ground for her. Without having to be told, she would massage his shoulders and back at the end of a long day and listen to him talk about meetings and expense reports and two-faced executives and potential business dealings that he was considering.

    Those few weeks were heavenly. And despite the fact that Destiny loved having a small period of time when they could just live a vanilla, kink-free lifestyle, there was a burning desire in the pit of her stomach. Her ass ached to be spanked by him. Her throat ached to be cinched by him. Her hair longed to be pulled by him.

    So...those few weeks were beautiful. But then Carlos moved out...

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