Bound

Part 2

"Missed me Liz?"
No I didn't.
"Hi Nick"
"So how are you? I haven't seen you in years.."
His voice has slightly changed too, very little but enough to be noticed.
"Yeah... I'm good. I've been busy. How are you doing tho?"
"I'm surprised you don't already know"
"Anna is too caught up in her own life. We haven't talked about you since high school. Don't be full of yourself."
He casted his gaze to my shoes.
Was he nervous? Well that makes two.
"Mhm"
"So... how did you end up here? I thought that you were based back home"
"Um, yeah we are. I just made a quick trip to close up some business here and there. You know work never really ends, especially when it's the giant company that was made by your grandfather, almost burnt to the ground by our parents and then some of us that wanted to get in it has to do a hell of a lot more work"
"Yeah... right. How is everyone?"
"Wait, you haven't been back home since you left?"
"I have but just for the holidays. You know mom, barely let me leave her side after being away for so long. So I didn't really ever get a chance to check up on them...sadly"
"Mm, they're good. You still talk to Anna though right?"
"I'm yeah?! My girl is thriving and I'm here for it. But we don't really have that much time to talk about family"
He smiles. God. That smile. I have fallen for that smile a million times.
"Well it's been good seeing you."
I smile and I find myself unable to look anywhere but him. I've missed looking at him. I think there will always be a 15 year old in me that wonders what if. He'll always have a special place in my heart.
I step of the elevator.
One step away from him.
"Looks like you're gonna be seeing a lot of me so don't miss me too much" he stares into my soul. Did he really just say that?
He looks down again.
UM HELLO? that sounded too much like the first time I talked to him. I got a crazy deja vu moment right now.
I get in my car and drive home, putting on the playlist I had made for him when I first fell in love with him. Yes I was a very in love 15 year old. I don't care how cliche. I want to drown in nostalgia right now. Because physically I cannot comprehend that I age and I'm not 16 anymore.

Going home I'm faced with an empty living room, and a note on the kitchen counter. "Gone out w the guys". Mhm. Now that's what I'm talking about. Good quality time with myself.
I throw my clothes on the sofa and remain almost naked with just my Lacey pink unerwear. I love sexy underwear even if no one sees it.
I then begin to prepare food. Pasta. I love pasta.
I could literally live off of pasta for the rest of my life.

Putting music on I dance and sing and be embarrassing because no one really is around to witness it so I literally do not give a single flying fuck right now. 

I just love how weird life is. One minute I'm 15 getting nervous over seeing a boy then a moment later I'm 24 and excited to see that same boy at work tomorrow.

I lay in bed and make fake scenarios, revisiting old ones and remembering memories and feelings. And like that my eyelids feel heavy. And I fall asleep.

Im half awake when I hear Harry's footsteps in the bedroom. Taking his shoes off getting on the bed, what time is it? Should be a good 5 hours after I fell asleep.
I open my eyes and look at Harry.
"What's the time?" My crusty sleepy voice is a music for my ears. That was ironic.
"Almost 7"
He says laying in bed.
7.
SHIT. I have to get up in 20 minutes and I really just wanna stay in bed and sleep in. But on the other hand I really want to spend time with Nick.
My thoughts are interrupted by Harry's kisses.
He's kissing my neck.
"What are you doing?"
"Umm... I don't know I think I'm kissing you but I could be wrong" I roll my eyes to his ironic tone and his playful expression.
"20 minutes"
"All i need" "I'll be in and out, promise"
He smiles and kisses all the way down between my legs. Sucking and licking, and making me moan. And I love it. I obviously know how to pick my men. Good for me. He leaves several licks on my clit and then his fingers are inside me. Pumping them, bending them at just the right angle. And I pull on his hair and spread my legs wider. Before I get to see him do anything, his face is back on mine and his fingers are replaced by his cock. This dude has me moaning and crying. He bites my ears and then I flip him and I'm the one on top. I do my thing, up and down and grinding. And when we both finish, I stay there, unmoving. That's until I'm seeing the time. I almost broke him trying to get up. And RUN to get ready. I'm already late "thAt'S alL I NeEd" BULLSHIT.
I haven't ever gotten ready this fast in my entire life.
I'm wearing my lilac pants and instead of a blouse I'm wearing a black lingerie. Put on my cologne makeup and jewelry and after I give a half asleep and very tired Harry a juicy nice kiss on the lips I'm off. And I'm late. My hair does slightly look like I just got laid, which I did so it's fine.
After what felt like a million years and just 20 minutes late, I'm sitting on my desk. And wait for Nick to come and talk to me about this arrangement with the two companies.
Before I even think it, the door knocks. A secretary opens the door, leaves a stack of paper on the desk next to me and announces the presence of mister Black aka Nick. Thats just fabulous.
He enters. White button up, black pants. Sits in the chair right in front of me. And if he was short he would have a clear and direct view of my pussy. So that's nice.
Unexpectedly he's the one to break the silence ( unexpectedly because that always used to be me)
"So... when you're ready"
He motions to the pile of papers next to me.

(...)
After a couple of hours of long and hard work, I lay back at my chair. Close my eyes and moan from the exhaustion. I open my eyes and he's looking at the paperwork smiling. What is he smiling about? Is he stupid? Like actually?
"Why are you laughing? If I knew you loved paperwork so much I would've initiated this reunion a lot sooner." Clearly I've still not gotten rid of the habit to speak my mind.
He looks at me, still smiling, his pretty brown eyes boring into mine. Geez why do I feel like this dude is always seeing my soul every time he looks at me?
"No.... It's not the paperwork I'm smiling at."
"Then what is it?"
"Nothing..." but he's still smiling. Stupid.
"Just tell me dude"
"I'm telling you it's nothing.... I-I.. it's just that I guess I had a deja vu. That's all"
"What deja vu love,  I haven't got all day"
"I just used to make you sound like that, in a different context tho"

Nick looks like he feels very confident. FTR he wasn't like that so that's a shocker. Now Lizzz my pretty girl is like so hot. Honestly I'm a bit in love with her tbh. So should she ditch Harry and go back to Nick? is it that easy tho? Idk