Husband With Benefits
Chapter 82: No Making Love

Chapter 82: No Making Love

Nora stared at the closed door where Demetri had locked himself and sighed for the umpteenth time. Really, with the way she was feeling hot continuously and blushing persistently, she was going to be resembling a tomato soon. As she chopped up the vegetables for her breakfast, she could not help but wonder why the things that had happened did not reach their completion.

Nora rolled her eyes in self-disapproval. She had always prided herself on maintaining control over her actions, steering clear of succumbing to hormonal impulses. Yet, at this moment, there was only one thing occupying her thoughts—an intense desire to complete what they had started early in the morning.

Every time she had read those little steamy erotic novels, she would dismiss the theatrical sighs and the moans as exaggerated. Her eyes had been opened to the possibility of things not being an exaggeration when Demetri had first kissed her.

And since this morning, all she could do was conjure up the images of what had transpired in the morning, her perception shifting dramatically.

Nora threw the vegetables into the pan and looked at the door again. She wanted to question him why he had stopped but felt that it would be too awkward. He’d told her he wanted her and then when he had carried her inside and thrown her on the bed, she’d been waiting in anticipation. However, he’d marched out after that without a word, and did not return.

Unexpectedly and embarrassingly, she had fallen asleep rather quickly and she could not help but wonder if he had returned to find her asleep. She had quickly dressed up after waking up and rushed out, only to see his door firmly shut. She wanted to kick down the door and question him but after the last time, when he had ’attacked’ her for invading his privacy, she dared not do it. There was no need to pull the tail of the tiger.

A thought did niggle at the back of her mind. Maybe he did not want her as much as she wanted him. He was an experienced man who must have been with numerous women while her experience was limited to little touchy-feely things with her ex.

Insecurities gnawed at her. She couldn’t shake the feeling that her lack of experience might be a turn-off for him, that he might find her naivety unappealing. It was a disconcerting contrast between her yearning desire and the nagging self-doubt that whispered in the corners of her mind.

And yet, she could still feel her insides throbbing when she thought of what he had done with his tongue and what he could do with his vast experience. He’d called it tasting her, and he had done it quite thoroughly...

As she slid the omelette onto her plate, she considered talking to him about it. But what was she supposed to say to him?

Nora shook her head and looked down at the omelette as she said," Thank you for tasting me. Would you like to continue from where we stopped?" She snickered at her own silliness and then primly cleared her throat," Uhm. I want to taste you too. Do you mind...No that would be too forward... and she would be at a total loss as to what to do..." Even as she shook her head, she could already see the image in her head though she had no idea how he actually ’looked’ like down there.

Maybe she could just take off all her clothes and jump into the lake again. He might take that as an invitation. But she’d already lost her courage. Nora went through the many scenarios that the female leads had pulled in those novels to seduce the male lead but could find nothing that might help her.

As she thought this, the door which she had been staring at opened and the man himself walked out. He was dressed casually in a tshirt and pants but now that she knew the muscles he hid underneath, she could not help but stare. She knew she should say something but her mouth seemed to be stuffed with cotton and she could only stare.

However, Demetri did not say a word. Instead he returned with a stare of his own, his eyes lingering on her t shirt which did nothing to hide her braless state.

Finally, Nora looked down at her plate, unable to look at him anymore or return his stare. She would surely combust from the inside out. But she had no idea what she was supposed to do yet. Should she go to him and kiss him, thus inviting him to continue what they had started? Or was she supposed to pretend nothing had happened. Dam* it, there should be an instruction manual for situations like this!

To distract herself, she questioned," Hi. Do you want to eat breakfast?"

"Already had." he replied succinctly as he poured himself a coffee.

"Oh," Nora replied softly, unsure what else to say.

However, she was left speechless when he added," You were there when I ate, weren’t you?"

Shocked her eyes flew to his as he slowly and pointedly looked at her. She clenched her thighs and reminded herself that she wasn’t supposed to blush even though he was saying that he’d eaten her for breakfast. Like a turtle receding to its shell, she shrunk her head and looked at her breakfast as if it had answers to all the riddles in the world.

She almost jumped out of her skin when she felt his breath on her neck as his arms came around her, his hands on the table, on either side of her plate. His breath tickled her ear, sending shivers down her spine, as he whispered, "I don’t mind another serving, though. Are you offering?"

Caught off guard, she coughed violently, desperately seeking refuge in her juice. As she gulped the juice, her cheeks turned a fiery crimson, and she fumbled for words.

Having expected such a response, Demetri slowly bit her ear before stepping back. Picking up his coffee, he was set to return to his room, when he heard her murmured words," I believe in Quid pro quo."

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