The Chalet

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Bad idea, I decided. How could we possibly go a month without sex?

“I just might call in sick and tie you to the bed this week,” he said and his breath was coming in pants. “Fuck you night and day.”

“Best. Idea. Ever.”

“Damn,” he said. “If you’re still able to talk, I’m not doing my job properly.”

He redoubled his efforts, pulling out and pounding inside me once again. Then, when he was buried within me, he thrust his hips and went even deeper. Pretty soon, I wasn’t able to form coherent words in my head, much less speak them. Still he kept on, over and over. He slipped a hand below the water and teased my clit.

“Do you have more for me?” he asked with a shaky breath.

I mumbled something as another climax swept through my body. He thrust deeply and held still, caught up in his own release. Almost as soon as he was spent, he framed my face and kissed me slowly and intently. His kiss was full of promises of passion yet to come.

I tightened my arms around him as I tried to unhook my legs from the edge of the tub. “Ow.”

“Let me.” He pulled back and took my legs, massaging them before placing them on either side of him. “Better?”

“Much.”

“I don’t think I did much in the way of helping you relax.”

“I don’t know about that. I’m feeling pretty good right about now. Besides.” I ran a finger down his chest. “I haven’t thought about the wedding, or planning, or anything for at least the last hour.”

“Imagine how well I could distract you in the month before the wedding if you’d forget about this no-sex thing.”

I pushed against his shoulder. “Is that what this was about? Trying to get me to change my mind?”

“Change your mind?” He asked with a look of fake surprise. “Never. I was just helping you relieve some more of that tension you were feeling in the living room.”

“Nathaniel.”

“Okay. I thought maybe I could get you to think about changing your mind if I proved how well I could distract you.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “Did it work?”

I sat up and reached for a towel. “No, but I wouldn’t turn you down if you wanted to distract me again in bed after we’ve dried off.”

He flopped back in the tub with a splash and a sigh. “I suppose I’ll take what I can get.”

“Eight days,” I said, shaking my ass. “Better get busy.”

***

It turned out to be a long month. Numerous times, I thought about giving in and changing my mind about the no-sex idea. Fortunately—or unfortunately, depending on which side you looked at it from—whenever I was tempted to give in, Nathaniel held firm, and whenever he asked if I’d change my mind just this once, I was able to say “no.”

In seemingly no time, it was two days before the wedding and I was headed out with Felicia and Elaina for my bachelorette party.

I kissed Nathaniel goodbye when they stopped by the penthouse to pick me up. “Aren’t you a little worried about what they have planned?”

“No.” He returned the kiss. “I trust them.”

Felicia snorted. “That’s your first mistake.”

“Nah,” Elaina said, rubbing her belly. She and her husband Todd, a childhood friend of Nathaniel and Jackson, were expecting their first child. “It’s at least his third.”

“I don’t think so,” he said, pointing at her. “You’re pregnant. And you”—he pointed to Felicia—“if you do anything too crazy, the paparazzi will be all over it.”

“Not if I wear a disguise,” Felicia said.

“You’ve been around Jackson too long,” Nathaniel said. “Although, I’m not sure he has a disguise that could cover up all that red hair.”

“Come on, let’s go,” Elaina said. “We promise we’ll bring her back in one piece.”

We left him and took off down the private elevator, giggling as we made our way to the garage. Felicia grew all serious as we walked to the car.

“There’s one thing we forgot to mention,” she said.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“You have to be blindfolded so you can’t see where we go.”

“What?”

“Oh, come on,” she said. “I’m sure you’ve been blindfolded a time or two with all that kinky stuff you guys do.”

“Felicia Kelly Clark,” I warned. “That sort of talk is off-limits.”

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