Chapter 45 – Remington
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
A damn good five minutes
Remington
I have a moment of panicked déjà vu when I wake before dawn, alone in my bed… until I hear the toilet flushing.
Rolling onto my back, I tuck my hands beneath my head and reminisce about last night. Opening up to Mindy about my feelings had been nerve-racking at first, but now? Hell, now it just feels exhilarating and like the weight of a thousand elephants has been lifted off my shoulders. Who knew?
The sex had been off-the-charts, of course. I’d used some of the tantric sex practices I’d worked on over the years, and it finally gave me the pure satisfaction I’ve been searching for. Apparently you need the right person for it to be completely effective.
While the sex part of tantric sex is amazing, the main goal of the practice is to chase emotional connection rather than orgasms. And boy, had Mindy and I connected last night.
We were one body breathing together with as much skin-to-skin contact as possible.
At times we weren’t even moving our lower bodies, even while I was inside her.
We used our hands to touch and explore each other’s erogenous zones while kissing deeply.
By the time we both climaxed at the end, we were clinging together like we would die without the other.
“What’s that smile for?” a saucy little voice asks, pulling me from my thoughts. I turn my head to find a deliciously naked redhead crossing the room.
“I’ll give you one guess,” I tell her with a wicked grin.
Her eyes eat me up, dragging down my bare torso to the dove-gray sheet barely covering my morning wood. Her right hand follows the path of her gaze, stopping just above the cover.
“Hmmm, I’m not a mind-reader, you know, but I bet with a little investigation, I can figure it out.” She tugs the sheet down another inch, exposing the leaking head of my cock.
“You’re a smart girl. I have faith in your investigative abilities.”
She looks down at my dick peeking out and gasps as if surprised to see it. “Why, Mr. Hale, I believe I’ve found a clue.”
When she licks her lips, my tip leaks a droplet of pre-cum onto my stomach, and my voice lowers into an aching rasp. “Why don’t you check it out? Thoroughly.”
Straddling my thighs, she takes that last word to heart, giving my cock and balls a comprehensive examination… with her tongue. By the time she finally takes me into her mouth, beads of sweat dot my face and neck.
“Fuuuuck, baby,” I groan, tunneling my hands into her hair to guide her mouth up and down my length. She’s been toying with me so long, I’m already right on the edge of sanity.
When I thrust up roughly into her mouth, she gags a little before letting out the sexiest moan of approval.
“You like that, Mindy? You like driving me fucking crazy until I fuck your throat?” She smiles around me and does something with her tongue that has me arching my neck and shoving my head back into the pillow.
“Goddammit,” I croak out, trying to hold on for one more minute. Looking down my body through heavy eyes, the sight of her full lips and hollowed cheeks is my undoing. And by the twinkle in her eyes, she knows it.
With a long suck, she pulls out to the tip, swirls her tongue around the head, and then goes down hard and fast, bobbing that pretty head up and down as I meet her with my own pumps. My eyes fixate on her ass up in the air, and I grit my teeth, feeling like I might crack a molar.
“You ever had a dick in that perfect ass of yours, baby?”
She shakes her head.
“I’m going to fucking ruin that tight little hole,” I threaten.
Mindy wiggles her backside, and I can practically hear her saying, “Bring it on, mister.” And I’m sure that’s exactly what she would say if her hot little mouth wasn’t full of my cock.
The mere thought of taking her like that unravels the last of my restraint, and I give her a courtesy warning. “About to come…”
She sucks the living hell out of me, those gorgeous lips like a vice around my root, and I finally let go. Every muscle in my body goes taut and hard as I release into her mouth, only relaxing into a puddle once my girl has swallowed every last drop.
“Mother of god, woman,” I pant. “I think I require resuscitation.”
Mindy lets me slide from her mouth, a satisfied smirk on her face as she sits up and swipes a finger beneath her lower lip. “Shall I call an ambulance?”
I press a hand over my heart, which is beating double time. “No time for that. It’s an emergency. Come up here and put your hot little cunt on my face. It’s the only thing that’ll save me.”
She giggles. “Like an oxygen mask?”
Reaching for her, I drag her up my body. “Exactly.”
“What if I smother you?” Her playful grin is radiant. “I might do it on purpose.”
“I wouldn’t mind a bit. Death by pussy is a fine way to go.” She places her knees on the pillow on either side of my head, and I take a long lick up her center. “Mmmm, feeling better already.”
Mindy shivers and grips the top of my hair. “Shut up and eat your breakfast like my good boy.”
Fuck me. I think I see why calling her my good girl turns her on so much because the whole my good boy thing was hot.
I slap her ass, and she yelps.
“Stop that hovering shit. We need to get a good, tight seal with the mask,” I demand. I tug her down onto my waiting mouth and plunge my tongue inside her. She rocks against me, and I can’t help but smile at the tiny noises coming from her.
Pulling my tongue out, I dip my index finger into her wetness before sliding it around and between her ass cheeks. “Is this okay?” I ask when I circle her back hole.
“Yes,” she groans.
I breach the tight ring with the tip of my finger and go to work with my mouth on her sex. “Hold on tight to the headboard, sweetheart,” I tell her between licks as I gently finger her ass. “I’m about to blow your mind.”
“So what are we going to do about this?” Mindy asks, waving a finger between us as Antonio drives us to the golf course.
Pulling out my phone and tapping on the screen, I find the message I’d drafted.
“I was working on this email to HR while you were getting ready, but I wanted to run it by you before sending it. It’s generally frowned upon to have relations with your assistant, but I explained that we had a previous relationship and have decided to rekindle it. ”
“Relationship?” she asks, taking the phone and quirking a brow at me.
“That might have been overstating it just a bit, but it should be fine. They’ll call me in and give me all kinds of legal warnings, and then they’ll talk to you to make sure you don’t feel coerced or anything like that.
” I rest my hand on her knee. “I don’t think it will be a problem.
I’ve been employed by the company since I was a teenager and never had so much as a warning for any kind of misconduct.
And even though you’ve been there a little less than five months, your record is stellar as well. ”
“I was late that one time,” she frets, adjusting the bill of her red cap. I purchased her all the golf clothing she’d need before we left the golf course yesterday.
I roll my eyes. “You really think I actually put that in your formal employee file?”
Her mouth drops open in shock, and I do my best not to think about what she was doing with that delectable mouth an hour ago.
“You were never trying to get rid of me,” she accuses, and I heave out a sigh.
“I tried to tell myself I was, but deep down, I think I knew I was fooling myself.”
“You had me fooled too,” she says, shooting me a side-eye before looking down at my phone. Her eyes roam over the email twice before she begins editing, changing a couple words before handing it back to me. “How about that?”
I read it over and nod. “Better. Nice use of the word volitional.” My thumb hovers over the send button. “We all good?”
Mindy inhales and exhales a long breath before offering me a breathtaking smile. “All good.”
Sending the email feels like stepping into a new chapter of my life, one I can’t wait to explore. “We’re now officially official,” I say.
She leans forward and calls to the front, “Hey, Antonio, since it’s officially official, I wanted to let you know Remi and I are dating.”
He flashes her a wink in the rearview and chuckles. “I am utterly shocked by this news. Congratulations to you both.” He makes a right turn into the parking lot. “How are you playing it for the cameras today?”
Mindy’s hazel eyes meet mine in question. “We should probably tell our family and friends before we make it obvious we’re dating on live television, right?”
I don’t like it. Now that she’s mine, I want to hold her hand or touch her whenever I feel like it, but she’s right. “Okay, no PDA,” I grumble.
“Ah, who do we have here?” Antonio asks, pulling up to the curb where I see… what the fuck?
“What’s your mom doing here?” Mindy asks, leaning over me to peer through the dark glass of the back window.
“I have no idea,” I muse, opening the SUV’s door and helping Mindy out before approaching my mother. Who’s apparently in Florida.
“Mom, hi,” I say, kissing her cheek. “You look fantastic.” She’s dressed in what she calls smart-casual with tailored chinos and a white collared shirt with a navy cardigan. Her feet are covered by canvas navy loafers.
“Thank you, darling,” she says sweetly before her eyes drop to my hand… which is still entwined with Mindy’s. The look of triumph on my mother’s face makes me chuckle.
“Mom, you remember Mindy,” I say, tugging her forward.
Mom takes my girlfriend’s shoulders and smacks a big kiss on the side of her face. “Hello, beautiful girl. I’m so happy,” she says in a low voice before stepping back, her sparkling brown eyes darting between us as her smile grows wider.
“We’re happy too,” Mindy replies, and my goddamn heart swells. She said we. I’ve never been a we with a woman before, and I think it’s my new favorite word.
“It’s really good to see you, Mom, but I didn’t expect to see you here.”