*so here's chapter six, intended for it to be longer, but I couldn't resist leaving you guys in suspense. Thanks for the comments and feedbacks, please rate and vote.*LS
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Chapter 06
Maybe she's not that kind of girl.
Jeremy paced around his office trying to settle his nerves and make sense if his conflicting thoughts. It was two days after Christmas and everyone was back to work- well, except him
He couldn't put himself to work when all his mind was interested in was if he had done the right thing sending those gifts to Kachi on Christmas day. Various questions vied for answers which he couldn't yet provide. Had he sent too many gifts? Perhaps he had come on too strong? What if she didn't like them? Was she less of a romantic than he (and Susan) had thought? Worse still, what if she hadn't received them? What if he had gotten the wrong address? But that couldn't be, he had cross-checked it at least three times before sending it to the florist, jewelry store and boutique, and twice again after, even this morning, the first thing he did once he sat in his chair was check her file, sure enough he had gotten the address right.
He chastised himself for not giving her his cell number or sending it with the notes- the notes, those poems were another factor that plagued his thoughts, he had found them so corny, but Susie had convinced him that women liked that sort of thing. He had never given it much thought though, because he had never had to court...what the fuck?! Court? Was that really what he thought if this? A courtship? Jeremy Blair, the rigid, stone-hearted son of Jonathan Blair was thinking of...no, had begun courting a woman?
He shoved a large hand into his hair- which had to look a mess considering how many times he had done that in the past hour- there had to be some other word to describe what he and Kachi had here, one that didn't indicate as much depth or seriousness as that word, courtship, a much simpler term that didn't get his pulse racing and his mind reeling when he thought about it, something like...lust? Is that what he thought of this? An avenue to sate his sexual appetite? A route to douse his hunger? A way to extinguish his raging libido? He knew there was no truth in that, Kachi meant more to him than a living blow up doll, he really REALLY liked her, but there were just some things a man couldn't easily come to terms with in his love life...what the hell?! Where were these words popping out of? Love life? He didn't have one of those, he was a businessman through and through, a 120% dedicated to his work, the goings on of the world was no business of his, he didn't care for things he considered trivial and of no addition to one's life; love, sex, women...
He paused when he heard what he knew- from many fantasies and dreams- to be Kachi's voice, outside his office, she was talking to Lee-Anne and asking if he was in.
Before he could stop himself, he rushed to the door and flung it open, "Kachi" he said, sounding a little too excited when his eyes fell on the cause of his worry, she was every bit worth the trouble alright.
She smiled at him, that heart-warming smile that made his stomach do more flips than an Olympic gymnast and his heart race faster than Usain Bolt, what was she doing to him?
"Hey. Good morning, I just..."
"Come in" he cut in without letting her finish what she had to say, there were more pressing matters to attend to presently. He turned and walked a few inches into his office knowing she was right behind him but not bothering to confirm this.
Kachi followed him slowly, noting the smile on Lee-Anne's lips, she seemed much...friendlier today. She didn't give it much thought though, there was no space for that when her mind was trying to make sense of Jeremy's sudden change of attitude from what she had thought of as excitement to a much calmer, indifferent one- definitely not the expected attitude of a man that had sent her those gifts.
She closed the door behind her and watched his back for a minute, noting how the muscles underneath his shirt flexed and wishing she could get her hands on his bare skin and trace the definition of his taut muscles with her fingers. Instead, she entwined said fingers and looked down at them, "I came to thank..." firm hands cupped her heart-shaped face and hard lips crushed hers before she could even realize what was happening, she whimpered and opened her mouth to welcome his invading tongue, she moaned softly at the contact as her hands held on to his shirt fearing her legs may fail her.
He could never tire of kissing such lips. He was addicted alright, the feel, the taste, the warmth, no sort of drug could be as intoxicating as Kachi's lips , hell, his cock could already feel the effect. It was like she had gotten better after their last kiss, matching his vigor, fuelling his lust, and amplifying his desire. His body moved of its own volition, pressing it's self against hers so hard he could feel her peaked nipples through the fabric of their clothes, he groaned, wanting so much to fill his hands with her perky breasts and tease those tits until she begged to have his lips on them. Feeling one small hand snake up into his hair , pulling his head closer for a deeper kiss, had his dick jumping in anticipation and his mind thinking up the many ways he could take her in his office...his OFFICE!
That thought made him end the kiss, if he took her here, he was sure to have her screaming loud enough to alert the entire building of their office romp, and the last thing he wanted was to make the headline for tomorrow's news, besides he had bigger plans for Kachi than a reckless office romp.
They were both breathing hard from what had to be at least two minutes of tongue-fucking each other's mouths, her lips were swollen, her shoulder-length hair disheveled and her eyes, which had only just fluttered open, were still hazy with desire. The sight made him want to re-consider his decision to not take her on his desk like he had often dreamt.
They stared at each other for over five minutes, both unsure of what to say after sharing such a phenomenal kiss.
Kachi's thoughts were messed up, she knew she had come here to tell him something, but her brain was still trying to recover from the discombobulation it had just experienced in the form of Jeremy's kiss, "...you for the gifts" she completed when she had finally regained her composure- partly.
"You're welcome" he replied, his eyes never leaving her mesmerizing ones.
Kachi, unable to hold his gaze; mostly because she had been overcome by shyness considering what she was about to say, looked downwards, "The notes were lovely"
He smiled, so she did like them after all, "Just like you" he placed a finger under her jaw and raised her head so that her eyes met his, "And the date? You do know that the request wasn't just placed there because it rhymed, right?" he was now grinning.
Kachi couldn't help her blushing, he made her feel so shy, "Really? I could've sworn it was there solely for that reason"
He laughed, he liked laughing- or maybe he just liked laughing at what she said, "So, where would you like to go?" he asked, as he leaned down and peppered kisses all over her face.
Kachi sighed, that felt sooooo good, "Well, considering the dress and the shoes, I'm guessing...oh..." she breathed when she felt his lips on her collarbone.
"You like that?" he breathed, he kissed her on that spot again, it excited him that he had found her sensitive spot.
"Yesss" she hissed feeling her panties moisten
"I like it too" he said as he gave her collarbone one last kiss, inhaling the sweet scent of her perfume, before restraining himself for the second time and putting some distance between them this time to ensure that he didn't do something he would regret.
"Saturday, 7:00pm, is that okay for you?" he asked.
She smiled, "Yes it is"
"It's a date then"
"Where are we going?"
He smiled mischievously, "That's for me to know, and you to worry your little head about"
