Together Again

It was after ten and I had overslept. Sunlight was streaming through the window in my bedroom. I stretched and then got up. I headed straight to the bathroom to brush my teeth and shower. After I toweled my skin dry, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I needed a shave. I picked up the razor when the doorbell rang.

As I wondered who it might be, I went into the bedroom and hurriedly got dressed. I ran my fingers through my hair before I opened the door. My heart somersaulted when I saw Janelle standing there, her baggage beside her.

“Hello,” she said, winking at me. She was dressed in a tan coat, a black top with a V neck and a denim skirt over a pair of knee high boots. Her hair was pulled back. She looked exquisite.

I stared at her. She laughed. “Aren’t you going to let me in?”

I moved aside so that she could enter. After I locked the door, I turned and faced her. My eyes ran eagerly over her, hardly able to believe that she was really there. “I didn’t expect to see you until next week Sunday.”

“We finished the shoot in Paris early because of one the venues was cancelled. As soon as I was done, I took the first available flight and here I am. As you can see, I came straight here. I had to see my man.”

I helped her take off her coat and hanged it in the closet while she removed her boots. We hugged. I held her tightly, not wanting to let go. She felt so good in my arms. I closed my eyes and buried my face in her neck. She smelled good too.

When we drew apart, she sauntered off to the living-room. I followed her. My heart was pounding and my body was throbbing with desire.

She went over to the window and looked out. “What a beautiful morning.”

I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want to talk anymore. I just wanted to take her in my arms again.

She turned and faced me. “You said you missed me.”

“Yes,” I muttered thickly. “I missed you like crazy.”

She walked up to me. “Show me how much you missed me.”

Groaning, I reached for her and pulled her roughly against me, making her gasp. My head swooped down and my mouth was moving hungrily and furiously on hers. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back wildly. For several minutes, we just stood there, kissing and then, I pulled away to drag my shirt off, moaning when she ran her hands eagerly over my bare skin. I frantically removed the rest of my clothes. I saw her eyes travel over my body. I couldn’t hide how much I wanted her.

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Muttering under my breath, I stripped her naked and then I picked her up and carried her over to the rug in front of the fireplace. After I lay her down on it, I pinned her hands above her head while I kissed her. Her hands were free when I dragged my mouth down her body, making her writhe against me. She gripped my hair. When I was done pleasuring her, I stretched out on top and she moaned when I began to thrust against her. The sunlight streamed through the window.

Some time later, we lay there entangled, happy and sated. “I’ve missed you so much,” she said. “I couldn’t wait for the three weeks to be over. I was so happy when we finished a week earlier.”

“It was torture for me. I tried to keep busy but it didn’t work. It was especially hard at nights when I was in bed.”

“Well, you’ll be happy to know that I quit modelling. This assignment was my last one.”

I rolled onto my side to face her. “Really?”

“Yes. I’m going to take a break for a while and then begin my new career.”

“That’s wonderful,” I said. “Maybe we can go on a trip together.”

“Yes, that would be great. Do you have somewhere particular in mind?”

“I’ve always wanted to go to Aruba.”

“Aruba. Hmm. Sounds good to me. How soon would you like us to go?”

“Next month. We’ll decide on the week later. Right now, I just want to enjoy having you all to myself again here in my flat.”

She smiled and put her arms around my neck. “Yes, let’s just stay here for the rest of the day. I don’t have to go back to my place until tomorrow or the next day or…” Her voice trailed away as my mouth covered hers.

This is the sequel for Dating Again.

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