Page 116 of Hot Summer Nights

Me:I’ll send you the grocery list in just a minute.

I gothrough all of the cabinets, making a list of ingredients and supplies that I’ll need. I send him the list just as the elevator chimes and a server pushes in a tray. I go to step towards him to thank him for bringing the food but before I can, the man darts back into the elevator.He never even looked up, I think.

I make my way over to the cart and pull the cover off the plate to reveal a stack of pancakes. I carry the plate over to the island counter and hop up onto a stool before digging in. They’re delicious but I’ve made better. I like to add a little bit of powdered peanut butter to my mix and then instead of syrup use some jam. My mouth waters just thinking about it and I pick up my phone to text Oliver to add that stuff to the list.

Me:Can you add powdered peanut butter and raspberry jam too, please?

Oliver:Anything you want, it’s yours love.

Me:The server left the cart up here. Should I bring it back down to the kitchen? He left in such a hurry. It was kind of weird. I don’t even think he looked up once.

Oliver:No. I’ll take care of it, baby. Just relax.

Me:When will you be home?

Oliver:Couple of hours baby. Miss you.

My face flushesat all of the pet names and affection he’s showing me. I can’t believe how fast things are moving but it feels so natural. I remember what I decided last night about giving into this. I bite my lip as I text him back.

Me:Miss you too

With that,I put my phone back on the counter and make my way into my room. I want to take a shower and get cleaned up since it looks like I don’t have much to do today. I step into the shower but stop when I realize that I don’t have any shampoo or body wash. I make my way back out to the kitchen to grab my phone again. I swipe my finger over the screen and see that I have a missed message and call from Oliver.

Oliver:You have no idea what seeing you say that means to me, baby. I’ll be home soon.

This man.I can’t seem to stop myself from melting whenever he’s around. He says the sweetest things.

Me:It’s true. I wanted to take a shower but I don’t have any stuff. Can you add shampoo and body wash to that list? Oh, and some toothpaste and a toothbrush too, please. Promise that’s the last of it.

Oliver:Of Course, Love. For now, you can use my shower. It has all of my stuff in it. Help yourself, baby.

The ideaof being naked in his room, even just his bathroom has me getting wet just thinking about it. I press my thighs together to try to quell the ache and I make my way down the hallway and into his room. The scent of him is stronger in here and I breathe deeply as I make my way over to the bathroom. I stop and glance at the bed and wonder what it would be like to lay in it with him. To fall asleep every night wrapped in his arms and wake every morning to see his face next to mine.

I shake myself out of my daydream and step into the bathroom. I peel myself out of my clothes and go over to turn the shower on. There’s not the usual lever though, just a bunch of buttons and I’m not sure which ones to push. After staring at the shower panel for a few moments I give up and just decide to try to push some.

I push the first couple buttons and the water turns on but it is spraying so hard that I’m a little afraid to step under the spray. I reach over and push a couple more buttons but that doesn’t stop the intensity. Instead, more shower heads turn on. The water sprays and hits off the wall soaking me in the process. Frustrated, I turn and grab my phone, calling Oliver. He picks up almost immediately.

“Harper? Is everything ok?”

“Yeah, I’m just having trouble working your fancy shower. The water is spraying so hard and I don’t know how to turn it down.”

“Hold on baby. I’m on my way up.”

With that, the line goes dead and I scurry to grab a towel to wrap around me. A few moments later I hear the elevator doors ding and steps heading down the hallway towards me. Oliver appears in the doorway and freezes when he sees me standing there, wet, wrapped in a towel. He clears his throat before heading towards the shower door.

“Here, let me show you how to work this.”

I step over to the shower door to watch what buttons he pushes. He explains what everything does and adjusts the water so that it’s coming out at a more reasonable pressure. My towel-clad body brushes up against him as I lean in closer to see how he did that.

Next thing I know, Oliver has his arms wrapped around me, his fingers in my hair and his lips pressed against mine. His mouth devours mine until I’m gasping for breath. I feel the towel slip away as he pushes me further back into the shower wall, the warm water washing over both of us as he presses my naked body more firmly into his.

I moan into his mouth and he seems to snap. Moving his fingers from my hair and down to my ass that he gives a rough squeeze before gripping me and lifting me up. My arms and legs wrap around him as he presses me back into the shower wall, grinding his hard cock into my hot center. I moan again into his mouth and he uses the opportunity to slip his tongue inside.

I pull him closer to me and try to push his jacket off of his shoulders. He realizes what I’m trying to do and leans back to help me. We get his jacket, shirt and tie off before his lips slam back down onto mine. I grind myself against his erection and manage to pull my mouth away long enough to beg him for more.

“Oliver. Oliver, please, please I need more.”

He groansagainst my neck as he licks further down to my nipples. He takes one into his mouth. Sucking and gently biting it. He’s trying to drive me insane. I grab his hair and pull his mouth away from me to look him in the eye.

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