Barely There

“My my, I do believe you have a bit of temper there, Empress. But who are you lying to? I saw the flash of desire and intrigue in your eyes. You hid it quickly but for a brief moment it was there. I can tell my ideas have stirred your senses. Why not try my designs?”

“As if I would subject myself to the indignity of wearing something that is better suited to a sex shop,” Em said as she walked towards the open door of her office. “Thank you for showing me your designs but I am sorry but I will have to pass.”

“I think you are being a bit closed minded, Em. Why not let me arrange the showing? You can even decide on the women to try them. Maybe some of your most loyal customers. Even if it is just to put me in my place. If they completely hate my designs, I’ll take my entire line elsewhere,” Nicola said as he stopped just inches from her. Em swallowed roughly as she had to lift her eyes to look up at him. It was a new experience for her.

She caught her breath as he tipped his head down towards her.

“And if they like it?” she asked softly — breathlessly.

“If they love it, then you buy my designs AND I get to see you in one of them.” he breathed across her soft parted lips.

“Nicola…” she moaned as his breath teased her parted lips.

“So do we have a deal, Em? Will you give me what I want,” he asked, his voice gravelly with desire.

“I…I…” she mumbled as she lifted her head to bring their lips closer together.

“Yes, mi bella, ” he prompted, his Italian accent deeper than it had been earlier.

“Okay,” she sighed as she waited for him to bring his mouth against hers.