The relationship contract

Chapter 39

They couldn't get enough of each other the moment they went inside the plush condominium. Christian pushed her at the door after locking it and continued to kiss her like mad, pinning her at the door. Kristine went to match him and intertwine her fingers in his hair pulling him closer, hugging him tight. Not letting go of his mouth. She felt his hand exploring her back, she felt his mouth travelling down from her face down to her neck. She arched her neck, as if giving him more access. She heard him groaned. Then she gasped. Christian had just bitten her chest and it sent heat down to her abdomen. He was making her hot. Then his cellphone rang and he stilled for a moment as if debating whether to answer it. He stood up, the foreplay broken and answered the call. Kristine heard him say Jenna's name and she stilled. So he was waiting for Jenna to call a while ago??

Kristine managed to arrange herself and looked at the room. It looked too brand new and seemed unoccupied. Kristine hadn't bothered to see outside the car moments before where they were going as long as it was with Christian. She sat there holding his hand the whole duration of the travel which could have passed the guiness book of records since it seems like it only lasted a second. The condominium was situated at the top floor, the penthouse suite, Kris mused. She had been designing a lot of condominiums and she had a more or less idea how it was arranged. If this was Chris's, he clearly wasn't using it as it hadn't had "personal" touches imbribed yet.

"I think we'll just order dinner?? What would you like??" Christian asked breaking into her thoughts.

She just nodded her head. Christian had removed his polo and in his white undershirt, when all his muscles were like molded to his shirt he looked so damned hot. Really when does he do his workout, she wanted to know. He just seems like a busy man but apparently ofcourse he knows how to take care of his body well.

"I think we need to eat first" Chris suggested smiling indulgently. "Kris you go ahead and order room service. I'll just take a short shower, allright?" he instructed, as he removed his clothes. Kristine gulped. She could only nod. She wants to avoid staring at his broad chest but it was hard not to. Not when it was her first time seeing him bare chested with lights on. Mr Webster must have him in their mind when they invented the term "fucking sizzling hot." And Christian knew all along how she drooled over his body, as he removed his clothes slowly one by one as if doing a stripped show for her eyes only.

"Phone's over there," Chris gestured, obviously knowing his stripping effect on her. Damn him. Mastering this seduction game play.

"Yeah I'll order right up," she managed to say as she sprung on her feet and rushed to call.

He chuckled, grabbed the bath towel hanging by the rack and proceeded to take a shower.

Kristine's hands were shaking when she went to dial room service. She had to dial thrice to get it all together and ordered the first menu she saw on the ads placed by the side table. She sat there rooted on the spot. She could hear the shower running. Chris was humming.

And all the while Kristine sat there motionless as if a statue. She jumped when she heard the door bell rang. It rang twice and Christian had to hollered in the bathroom for Kris to get it, that it must have been the room service.

Kris stood up to get it and set the food at the table busying herself. God Damn it Kris Calm down! Pull yourself together! Wasn't this what you wanted she asked herself. She sat up after setting the table and waited for Christian to come out. If she don't stop acting like some virgin prude on her first night, Christian wouldn't think twice to pull off the agreement. He wanted her warm and wanton. Not cold and frigid. She needs to keep her part of the bargain as agreed.

She had atleast seemed to composed herself but it came flying out of the window when she saw him stepped out of the bathroom wearing only a towel that she wished would come undone anytime shamelessly. His chest gleamed with water droplets and ... and... Fuck it. But Christian Davidson looked so hot with his hair wet.