Intimate Ambitions

Chapter 6 Devilish Desires

My mind raced as I tried desperately to make sense of everything. It wasn't everyday that you were presented with such an opportunity. In fact, it was rare that I ever received an opportunity like this. As I sat there in the chair, I kept replaying the events of the previous evening in my head, trying to piece together the puzzle, and I still didn't know quite how I should react.
Zion and I had spent all night together. We'd made love again and again, and I had cum even harder than before. I hadn't expected that he would treat me as if I were a goddess – he was gentle and considerate, treating me with respect and delicacy – but it was refreshing to have someone be so attentive. When we'd finished sex, and he'd gently cleaned himself and me, I realized that he was right. I really did feel divine being held by him, as if I belonged there, in Zion's arms.
Afterward, I thought about going home to shower and change into something less... revealing, but before I could move, he had kissed me deeply, passionately, and I couldn't bring myself to leave. Eventually, after what I guess was at least thirty minutes of making love, we'd exhausted ourselves, both physically and emotionally.
The next morning, we'd slept in the same position, entangled in each other, and although my body ached with longing for more,  I didn't dare push him away.  Instead, I enjoyed his embrace, relishing in the knowledge that he loved me just as much as I loved him. For a while, we simply lay there in silence, basking in each other's warmth and comfort. Then he spoke, breaking the peaceful silence between us.
"Odessa, I need to go  to work today. I have important things to discuss with some associates, and I need to prepare myself for the meeting. Would you be okay staying here?" Zion asked me, his blue eyes concerned.
"Sure," I replied,  a smile forming on my face.  I loved spending time with him, especially during the week.  After all, I was a very busy girl, and Zion often had meetings throughout the day. I was always grateful for his company. But, the truth was that I hated sitting idle. I needed to do something.
"Alright, then," he answered, smiling softly at me, his beautiful eyes seeming to glisten with happiness.  "Stay as long as you need."  With that, he got out of bed, dressed quickly, grabbed his briefcase and jacket, and hurried out the door without another word.
As I continued to lie in bed, my thoughts drifted back to last night; the passion, the intimacy, the trust between us.  I could still taste his kisses on my lips, his tongue teasing and exploring every crevice of my mouth, and I wondered how our first encounter could have gone any differently. The more I thought about it, the more my heart filled with longing, and I felt the butterflies erupt in my belly once again.
With a deep sigh, I slowly extricated myself from the bed, and as I gazed around the bedroom, I could still see traces of the passionate scene I had witnessed yesterday evening lingering in the air. I wanted to stay longer, but I knew that I had already stayed past my scheduled lunchtime hour, and now was the perfect time to get back to work. As I stood up from the bed, I picked up the discarded clothes from the floor and went into the bathroom to dress.
After completing my toilette, I opened the closet and found the outfit I was looking for, a simple gray cotton sundress that showed off my curves and flattered my figure perfectly. Satisfied with my appearance, I grabbed my purse, slipped a few items in it, and then headed downstairs. Once I reached the ground floor, I walked quickly across the foyer to the front door. My heels echoed loudly on the marble floors, but I didn't pay it any attention, as my mind was preoccupied thoughts of Zion  and his handsome looks, the way I felt his hands against my bare skin, and the heat that radiated through my body when his warm lips grazed mine.
I smiled at the memory, unable to shake the sensation that was coursing through my body as we made love.
I turned the knob on the heavy mahogany doors and stepped outside, the cool morning breeze brushing against my face. It was a gorgeous spring day, sunny with little chance of rain. Once in my office i take a deep breath and look at emails and sketch dresses that would be perfect to create  for customers. I was determined to complete them on time, as I liked the idea of designing a new style for each client, even though there may be some changes or alterations that I wouldn't necessarily enjoy.
I was so engrossed with my work that I nearly jumped out of my skin when my phone  rang. It was Zion.
"Hey, are you still at your office?" Zion inquired, not bothering to wait for my reply.
"Yeah, I am, why?"  I replied, slightly annoyed by his lack of tact.
"Oh, nothing," he responded.  "I just wanted to let you know that I' m taking you out tonight."
"What? Out where?" I asked in disbelief, I knew news of me going out in public with zion would be all over the media and my mother would of course found out that I had disobey her orders of staying away from zion but I didn't care for I was my own person and not to mention I was the owner of a fashion company that made the best dresses and outfits.