“That’s going to be hard on when you go back to work on Monday.” I grab her hand and lead her away from the hotel. My truck is parked in the garage down the street for the day. I’m going to do a private scenic tour of downtown.
As we wait for the light to change, I inform her, “Well first, I’m off until Wednesday. Second, I’ll have to figure that out later.”
“You took time off for me.” She smiles so prettily at the thought. It sucks that I’m going to take it away with my honesty, but that’s the more important thing. I’ll find ways to make her smile later.
“As much as I want to say that’s true, it’s not exactly. The guys and I were out celebrating finishing the project two days early. So they have those two days off. We all come back on Wednesday to get started on the next build.”
“Wow, nice. You’re a freaking awesome boss.”
“Now you like that I’m bossy.”
“Well, I didn’t say I didn’t like it. I was just stating the obvious.” Her eyes coax me in for another kiss on that smart-ass mouth.
“Stop with the sexy shit. I’m going to show you all the reasons you would want to stay in Chicago forever.” Her head turns away from those words. She’s not ready, but we’ll get there.
I can wait. Although, I only have seven days left.
Chapter 7
Casey
The day has been fantastic. Owen took me everywhere, and my legs feel the burn. They were already aching from last night’s festivities, but damn, he was serious when he told me that all fun today was non-sexual.
I’m in my hotel room, missing him because he put a kibosh on any sexy times until I fell in love with Chicago. I remember his words and the reaction I had when he uttered them. “I’m going to show you all the reasons you would want to stay in Chicago forever.” I knew the second I saw him in the lobby of the hotel that he was all the reason I needed, but I still have to go back home. With less than two months before I graduate, I have to complete my school year. I didn’t work this hard to trip at the finish line.
My phone pings with a text. I’m giddy and swipe it open to read it.
Hey, beautiful. I’m home and missing you.
Your fault. I bet you really wish you came up.
I do, but like I said it’s not all about sex, Casey. Ugh, I’m so annoyed with him. I know it’s not all about sex.
Goodnight, Owen.
I turn off my phone, so I’m not tempted to snap. I didn’t say it was about sex, but he acts like I’m going to jump his bones and beg him to fuck me. Lying back on the bed, I grumble to myself, but it hits me that I would definitely not be holding back.
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I power on my phone as I get up and head into the shower. My body must have been more tired than I thought because it’s already ten-thirty and I have six missed calls and four text messages. We had date day number two planned for nine. They’re all from Owen.
I didn’t mean to piss you off. I just know I can’t keep my hands off you.
Fuck, call me back.
Please, Casey. Text or call me. It’s already eight.
I’m in the lobby. Shit. I look at the time of the message. It was well over an hour ago.
I hit the call button, and he picks up on the second ring.
“Hey, sorry. I overslept. Maybe we can meet up later. What time did you leave?”
“Damn, babe. I’m still down here. I was going to wait all day until you came out.”
“Shit, come on up. I promise no sex. I’m not ready to go out.”
“Okay. I’m on my way up. Room number.”
“Two twenty-three.”
I rush to brush my teeth before he gets to my door, but just as I’m rinsing my mouth, he’s knocking. Shit. I run, nearly tripping over my bra I left on the floor, shaking it off my foot and opening the door.
“Mine,” he growls, stepping into the room and letting it close hard on its own. I can’t think as he picks me up and carries me over to the bed. We fall onto the mattress, his hard cock digging into my stomach.
“I thought no sex,” I stammer out when his fingers graze my wet panties.
“You may have said that, but I didn’t make that promise. I need you too much. Fuck, I thought you…damn, you’re soaked. Is that for me, baby.”
“Yes, it is. Always,” I confess, clinging to him while his fingers tease my pussy, stroking between the folds. My body begs for more and so do I. “I need you.” I kiss his jaw and his mouth, moving frantically for my release.