The elevator door close and I feel my pulse rising as the elevator starts to move. I close my eyes, trying to not think Richard Faulkerson in swim trunks, his hair is wet and he....The elevator doors open and I walk out. WOW.

It's amazing room with dark grey flagging and white canvas chairs. With wide eyes I slowly walk tot he right, getting greeted by even a fascinating image: Richard Faulkerson in swim trunks. My inner goddess feels how her mouth fills up with water---just like me.

"How nice to see you decided to join me, Miss Mendoza." he greets me with a killer smile.

Don't throw your hands around him, my subconsciousness warns me. I return his smile, although mine isn't as nearly amazing as his smile. "Well I just couldn't resist." I say as I walk closer to him. "Besides, I couldn't dare to not try on the bikini."

"Of which I don't see anything." he says, eyeballing me as I reach him. "But my shirt, really does suited you, Maine" he whispers into my ear.

I blush lightly and feel his fingers removing a hair from my face before placing it behind my ear. "I didn't think you would like The Rolling Stone."

"I have a wide taste of music, I've already told you that." he says to me as I feel his hands around my waist. "Besides, who doesn't like the Rolling Stones?"

I decided to not answer to this question, although I know a couple of people who actually doesn't like them. I smile at him, not wanting this moment to fade away.

I couldn't help but wonder how many women already were in my position. how many women wore this shirt? How many women standing right next to this pool? How... How could a man like him be a polyamorist?

"What's on your mind?" I hear his soft voice slowly ripping me out of my thoughts.

I shake my head and smiled softly, "Nothing." I lie. I don't want to destroy this moment.

He fondles my cheek softly, "You're not a good liar."

I release myself from his embrace and look out of the french windows. I wonder if they can see me as clearly as I can look into the building across this. "Can they look into this building just like we can?" I ask, staring at an office. A man at the age of thirty is working at his desk, staring into space...Or looking directly at me.

"No. The windows are mirrored outside. It's impossible to see what's going on in here from outside." he explains and I nodd. So the man is staring into space. I wonder if he has the same problem as me. Well, probably not since he's not really thinking about starting a relationship with a polyarmist, my subconsciousness says to me.

"What were you thinking of earlier?" I heard his voice behind me. Seconds later I feel his hands on my hips. Gosh, his wonderful hands...

"I don't want to tell you."

"Why?"

"Because I don't want to ruin this moment."

"Does it have something to do with your stay at the hospital?"

I shake my head, "No...."

"Okay." he says, accepting my decision to not tell him. Then I feel his lips on my neck.......

I turn around and stare into his eyes. How can this man be a polyarmist?

I can't read his eyes. He doesn't let me. I wonder if I will ever be able to do so. Would he allow me to read his eyes in the future? I don't know. He's a mystery. Still a huge mystery to me.

I would like wrap my hands around his waist. I would like to touch him, feel him in my arms. But it's not possible. he doesn't want me to. And I have to respect that. At least for now. "Why don't you like to be touched?" I ask him softly and carefully. I don't think he will answer my question, but i have to ask him anyway.

Of course he doesn't answer my question. He looks at me another second, his eyes are as dark as the sky in the night. Then he kisses me roughly. A kiss I can't help but return. I turn this kiss into something more soft.....Maybe even something more.

I let go his lips, causing my inner goddess to protest. I decide to let it go. I don't want to force him to tell me the reason. I'm not in the position to do so.

I get out f his dark grey Rolling Stone shirt and see his eyes focused on my body. i know that look from a lot of men. A lot of men stare when they see a woman like me in a bikini. A lot stare, but not many have bravery to talk to me.

He takes my hand and leads me to the pool. The heated pool, I notice as I slowly walk down the steps.

"When did you wake up?" I ask him as the water touches my upper body.

"At seven. I was at the gym for a good hour., before I decided to jump into the pool." he says to me while my eyes are focused on the working man in the building across us.

"And he really can't see anything?" I ask him, with my eyes still on the man.

"He sees his reflection." he says before he kisses my shoulder.

I turn around and face him. Scanning her angelic face.

"What?" he ask me as I still stare into him.

I don't response. I don't say anything and continue staring into his face for another second,before I kiss him gently. He returns my kiss and I feel his hands on my back, wanting more than just kissing. I feel the wall of the pool behind my back as we're still kissing. As I feel my body temperature rising I stop kissing him. "Wait." I say a little breathless. "What if someone walks in while we ....you know."

He smirks at me before he kisses my lips softly once more. I feel his hot breath against my neck as I hear him saying, "Don't worry. This is a private pool. No one has permission to enter this pool expect for you and me, Miss Mendoza."

Miss Mendoza. The way his tongue is caressing my name is making me go crazy in more than one way. Why does he have such an effect on me?

I smile at him, "Any more surprises, Mr. Faulkerson?"
He smiles back at me before he kisses me passionately. I return his kiss and feel his hands on my hips, removing my bikini bottom. I want to touch him, but once again I warn myself that he doeesn't want it.
"I hope you're on the pill." He says to me between our hot kisses.
"Yeah...." I moan out as I feel his kisses on my neck.
"Good." He says to me, making me feel his hot breath against my skin. "Wrap your legs around my waist." He demands and I do so.
He kisses my lips softly as I feel him entering me. Once more he fills me completely and it takes a second for my body to get used to him inside of me. I place my elbow on the edge of the pool as he start to move and I let out big moans, feeling pleasure inside me.
I watch him opening a window in the bathroom, to let out the hot steam. He is wearing a white cashmere towel around his waist. I lean against the glass wall of the shower and observe him. I can't help but show a little smile as I look at him. He smiles back at me before he throws a towel in my direction. I catch it and wrap it around my upper body before I step out of the floor planar shower.
"You are a wonderful woman, Miss Mendoza." He says to me as I walk closer.
I blush lightly as I reach him,
Not knowing how to describe the effect he has on me.
"You should learn how to take a compliment, Miss Mendoza." He says to me, putting a strand of my hair behind my right ear.
"I know how to take a compliment, Mr. Faulkerson. I just....I search for the right words, "I can't take a compliment from you, I guess."
"You should learn it then." He says to me and move closer to my ear, "Because I won't stop." He whispers before he kisses it lightly.
I giggle as his lips on my neck titillate me. Then I feel his lips on mine, kissing me gently. "You see how well we consort with each other?" He ask me as I stare into his bright eyes. "And it well get better once you've signed. I promise you,Maine"
Maine.Oh, the way he says my name makes me want to throw myself at him again. I open my mouth to answer, but his index fingers stops me.
"Sshh, there's someone in the apartment." He says to me,his eyes widen.
I look at him confused for a second before I hear the voices as well. It takes me another second to really heat what is going on outside of this bathroom.
"In case he is still in bed, he has to be sick. At this time he is always away. He doesn't oversleep."
"Mrs Grey,please."
"Mrs. Santos, you won't be able to keep me from getting to my son."
"Mrs. Grey, he is not alone."
"What's that suppose to mean: He is not alone?"
"Someone is with him."
"Oh....I hear the amazement in her voice.
Richard blinks in panic. "Shit! My mother.".........

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