One for Three

Chapter 3

It was an elegant exit from the limousine as we arrived at the harbor, and the salty sea air filled my nose. Candles were lit on a yacht, and Diamond had outdone himself this time. I tried to maintain my balance and composure as I walked down the pier in high heels. Diamond reached out his hand, his hungry eyes craving for me.

But I wouldn't make it easy for him tonight. We loved to leave each other starving for desire before finally giving in to our urges.

"It's good to be here. May I take your coat?" he asked, a suspicious twitch in his mouth as he tried to check if I was wearing the dress he had sent me.

"Thank you for the invitation. I would love that," I replied, and he gently took off my coat, running his fingers along my arm. A shiver ran through my body. He had a way of making me lose my mind. On deck, there was a small table set up, and we took our seats.

"That dress looks stunning on you," he said calmly, his gaze lingering on my bra, which practically jumped out at him. Score one for me. My new lingerie was definitely doing its job, and I could tell he was getting more and more tense as he looked at me.

Now it was a matter of who could hold out longer.

During the starter, we still had pretty good control, but his gaze was fixated on me. By now, we were already on our third glass of wine, but I had made a firm decision to make him wait until after the main course.

"On Saturday, there's a big art exhibition in Osaka, and I'm supposed to represent my father there. The ticket is for a plus one. I'd be delighted if you could accompany me," he suddenly said.

I choked on my wine and began to cough uncontrollably. Everything had been going so well between us, so why did he suddenly want me to go to events with him? At such events, there were many photographers, and if we were photographed together, it would cause a stir, which could throw off my delicate balance with men.

"Usagi? Are you okay?"

My throat burned like fire; choking on alcohol was a form of torture. Fortunately, the coughing subsided slowly.

"Yeah, I'm okay now," I croaked to him. Shit, what should I do now? If he wanted this to be our first public appearance as a couple, I had to put a stop to it. His black eyes sought my gaze demandingly.

"You can think about it at your leisure, but there will be many artists there, to whom I can introduce you. That could advance your career, which is why I thought you would be the ideal companion," he tried to explain.That made me breathe a little easier. He wasn't announcing a relationship, but rather offering a nice opportunity to advance my career. Very good. I smiled at him in relief.

"I'll think about it. Thanks for the offer."

His fingers gently stroked mine, and the tense mood quickly gave way to an endless desire for his body. Slowly, I moved over to him and playfully sat on his lap. His arousal was palpable against my thigh, and I couldn't help but grin.

He pulled me down to him, and in the next second, his tongue was in my mouth.His kisses were dominant and demanding, and while he unclasped my bra with one hand, I had already opened his zipper. Everything happened so quickly, we were like in a trance. Overcome by a powerful orgasm, I threw my head back as he came inside me. Still panting, I rested my head on his shoulder. We hadn't even made it past the appetizer.

"I don't know what you're doing to me," I whispered to him as I stroked his hair. This innuendo made him grin satisfactorily.

"That was just the beginning. Wait and see what I'll do next."

Oh man. He was so damn hot, I had to be careful not to burn myself on him. After satisfying our initial hunger for each other, we were able to enjoy the rest of the meal more relaxed. Yet, even as dessert was served, new vibrations built up. He made it clear to me that he was ready for the next round, but I calmly spooned my chocolate mousse and skillfully ignored his hints.

"Did you listen to me?" he asked in a commanding tone, trying to assert his authority. It drove him crazy when I didn't react, but it gave me a certain thrill to provoke him.

"Hm?" I asked innocently, blinking at him.Suddenly he jumped up.

"Enough. You're in for it now!"he growled, as he suddenly picked me up without warning and threw me over his shoulder. Luckily he didn't see my face because I was grinning like a Cheshire cat.Mission accomplished.

Completely out of breath, I collapsed exhaustedly into his arms. Wow. I was done for. Diamond grinned smugly and stroked his arm along my back.My gaze wandered around the room and landed on the clock. Shit, it was already half past 2 in the morning. I told you he was a drug. As much as I would have liked to stay, I couldn't. I jumped up and gathered my few pieces of clothing.Diamond was lying stretched out in bed, watching me with a smirk.

"Why don't you just stay here?"

"Are you serious? There are people who have to work. In a real job, you know? Not everyone can have your job as a son. And going to work in these clothes tomorrow?" I asked, pointing to my outfit, which I had just struggled into. His smile grew wider.

"You should have some of your things here for the future, or I'll tell my assistant to put together a selection for you."

Damn, there it was again, subtle hints that he was ready for the next step. Of course, I had expected it, given that we had been sleeping together for four months now. But it was different when it actually happened. I swallowed, gave him a warm smile, and nodded. What else could I do?

"I'll tell the driver, he'll take you back."I leaned down to give him a farewell kiss and thanked him for the lovely evening.As soon as I sat in the car, I took off my shoes and frantically searched my bag for my phone. Still no response from Mamoru, and that had been the case since this morning. Strange, there was usually at least one sign of life per day.

> Mamo? Are you okay? I'm worried, please let me know. <

There are two messages from Seiya.

> Darling, are you still at your appointment? <

> Sleep well later, I'll come over tomorrow after work. <

I pressed reply.

> I'm on my way home now, sleep well, I'm looking forward to seeing you. I'm really sorry I didn't have time today. <

Why hadn't Mamoru contacted me yet? It was starting to worry me. I stepped out of the limousine barefoot, holding my uncomfortable shoes in my hand, and walked up the steps. I called Mamoru. It rang several times and with each ring, I became more impatient. Voicemail.

"Mamo, please call me back! I'm really starting to worry. You haven't contacted me all day. Is something wrong? I miss you."

Thoughtfully, I looked at the phone in my hand. I opened the gallery and looked at old pictures of Mamoru and me from when it was just us. We were really happy. My favorite picture was taken on our first vacation together, where we camped at a small lake. Looking back, it was the worst vacation of my life and at the same time the funniest. Please, let nothing have happened to him. With my finger, I sadly traced his features on the display. I longed for his supportive embrace, missed his teasing that he could never let go, his kind eyes, and well-considered advice. That night, I let our song play on repeat, it accompanied me to sleep.