Page 35 of Degrees of Acceptance
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He and I have discussed the Prestian facility projects at length, and I have conceded to work on Prestian Corp projects exclusively, but now what is he up to. And Jenny is in so much trouble. In fact, I reach for my phone and text her.
Message: What the hell are you up to???
Reply: Just having a little fun. You deserved it! You haven’t called me in days!
Message:We were a little busy!
Reply:I see…
Message:Not like that. Well, maybe! LOL
Reply: Well I’m glad he invited me! It will be good to see you!
Message:Agree… Miss you, too!! See you soon.
Curiosity gets the better of me, and I send Chase a text.
Message:What are you up to?!?
Reply:I see you have caught up to emails.
Message:You didn’t answer my question…
Reply:No, I didn’t.
Message:Well??!!??
Reply:Are you done, yet? You’ve been working for hours.
I look at the clock and realize it’s almost three thirty in the afternoon. I don’t know where the time has gone. It’s been so relaxing working out in the fresh air. I feel a little fatigued having another restless night with the events of the last few days on my mind.
Message:Actually, I’m done for now. I’m going to take a baby nap.
Reply: Are you feeling okay?
Message:Yes, just a short night. I don’t want to be tired too early this evening.
P.S.: I am still mad at you…
I leave the french door to the balcony open and slip out of my sweatshirt and pants, tugging off my cami before sliding in between the sheets. A massive bang awakens me an hour or so later and I jump out of bed not knowing where it came from. Slowly, I realize it’s the balcony door that has slammed shut from the breeze. The blue sky from earlier is now cloaked in an ominous grey and the whitecaps are crashing onto the shore. I close the door and am reaching for my bra as Chase walks into the bedroom. His eyes roam over my nakedness in clear appreciation. “Well, I just came to wake you up… I wasn’t really expecting a show,” he says, walking toward me and appraising the view.
“The breeze must have pulled the door shut with a bang, it woke me up,” I explain.
He places his hands on my shoulders. “I love looking at your body, Katarina,” he says, leaning down to kiss each of my nipples with his warm mouth making them instantly hard and erect. His hands slide down the length of my waist and rest at the top of the lace on my panties.
“Your body doesn’t seem mad at me, Katarina. Whatever are you upset with me for this time?” he asks, eyes alight with amusement.
“You can’t get me all hot and bothered and then ask me. That’s not fair.”
“I thought we had this conversation before, and you understood, I don’t play fair. It’s not likely to change, Baby,” he says.
“Now tell me what I’ve done to deserve your ire,” he says, stroking my nipples and then taking each into his mouth, tugging them gently with his teeth. He is slow and deliberate… licking each of them with his tongue, swirling them and gently sucking while I stand nude and exposed to him in the middle of our bedroom.
“Is that what you like?” he asks huskily.
“You know what that does to me,” I moan as he starts his descent from my nipples, down my abdomen, exploring my belly button on his way south. His tongue stops at the lacy tops of my panties, and his fingers lift the sides as he takes the top of them between his teeth and pulls them past my hips, finding his way between my legs.
