The Bartender

Chapter 8

The view from the top level apartment was amazing and while I still stood in front of the windows, clutching the sheet around my bare body, Marcus had finished his shower and now getting dressed. The time read 11 am, and the weather was getting worse. 

Marcus stepped out from the bathroom and into the closet to probably retreive his work attire. He put on a white dress shirt, buttoned it up and showed it in his pants. A pair of plain looking cufflinks, a watch, and a money clip rested on the bedside table and I started to wonder why I hadn't noticed them there this morning.  

I felt his body heat mine when he stood behind me and removed the locks of my hair away from my shoulder. Tendering kisses covered my still tingling skin and I almost melted into his touching. 

"You look beautiful like this." He whispered to my ear and I turned my head to catch his wandering lips. 

"Like how? Almost bare?"

"In my bedroom, covered with my sheet. Mine." He said and I turned back at the view from the window.

"I don't want to push you into something you're not comfortable with." 

I stayed silent.

"I meant what I said. And there will only be you. I am not a relationship kind of guy. I'd rather bed women that get tied down but what you do to me... it's insane."

I dropped the sheet, letting it pool on the floor and turned around.

"I wanna play. You said, whenever we need a release, we'd be back here." I turned on my prettiest smile and placed my hand on his chest, feeling the hardness and his raging heart.

"I just made you come with my mouth hours ago. You are an eager little thing, aren't ya?" 

Deem straight I was.

He wasn't kidding about the promises he made. The sex was, even more, better than I imagined. Man, it was insane. The things he could do with his mouth, lips, tongue and everything else made my heart race before he even laid a finger on me. 

"I have a day at the office and then a dinner meeting with an investor. I want you here tonight." He said and the disappointment embedded me in full.

"I work until 8."

"I should be done by 10 pm." 

I had to get back to my apartment, get changed and head to work before my career was done. I picked up my things and headed for the bathroom. Before I could lock the door, Marcus shoved his hand against the frame, stopping the door from closing. 

"I will get your things sent up from my car and leave you a key to the door."

I nodded, flashing a smile without speaking another word.

"And there's one more thing..." he said before he took my hand and placed it palm down against his mouth, giving it a kiss. 

"I am so happy you agreed to do this."