Come Away With Me (The Andrades) by Ruth Cardello

for him. As she gave into it, it became impossible to deny him anything. She slid the nightgown over her head and lay back, fully naked on her bed. “It’s off,” she whispered.
    The pained sound he made had her dripping wet and closing her eyes, imagining him there with her.
    “Lick your thumb. Lick it, then circle one of your nipples. Imagine my tongue there. I wouldn’t be able to keep my mouth off you. What would you want me to do to them?”
    What would have felt ridiculous with anyone else was somehow right with Gio. She did as he asked, gasped as the cold air tightened and puckered her nipple with pleasure. She imagined that her hand was his mouth. Her fingers were his teeth. She pinched herself lightly and moaned. “ I’d want you to use your teeth gently. Like you did in your office. Tugging. Teasing. Oh, God, this is crazy.”
    “You’re killin g me, but don’t stop, Julia. I’m here with you. Right here. What would you want me to do? What do you like?”
    She ran her hand up her neck and pushed her hair aside. “I love the feel of your hot breath on my neck, the feel of your lips claiming where I’m vulnerable.”
    “I’ll remember that. I’ll start there and kiss my way down, slowly. I’ll kiss the curve of your waist, the silk of your thighs. I’ll want to dive into you, but I’ll make you wa it until you’re writhing and begging for me to taste you.”
    That would not take long, Julia almost said aloud.
    “Are you wet for me, Julia?”
    “Yes,” she said, giving herself to him fully in the safety of the situation. Her hand sought her own juices and she began to rub herself. “Oh, God, I am so wet.”
    “Do you have a vibrator?” he asked and her hand froze.
    I can’t tell him.
    She did have one, but it was her guilty secret. One that she hadn’t even shared with her ex-boyfriend, even after sleeping with him.
    “You do, don’t you? Are you shy about it? Sex is a natural part of life, Julia. There is nothing shameful about knowing how to please yourself. In fact, I want you more now. I want to watch you make yourself come. I want to lie next to you, caressing you as you bring yourself to climax. But for now, let me hear it. Take yourself to where we both want to go.”
    Frantically, Julia flung out a hand and opened the drawer on the nightstand beside her bed. Her hand closed on the six -inch toy she’d never admitted to owning. With a quick twist she turned it on and brought it to her eager clit.
    “That’s it, Julia. Oh, God, you are so hot. Dip it inside of you. Deep inside. That will be me. Soon.”
    She drove the toy deep inside her with one thrust and called out, “Gio.”
    “Oh, yes. Say my name. I want to be on your lips. I want to be in your head. When you come, I want my name to be what you call out.”
    With increasing speed, Julia plunged the vibrator inside of her and pulled it out, sliding it against her throbbing nub as she did. In and out. Faster and faster , until she dropped the phone next to her, grabbed the comforter next to her with one grasping hand, and cried out Gio’s name as she surrendered to her shuddering, glorious orgasm.
    Neither of them spoke. As Julia came back down to earth, she grew self-conscious, as if he could see her. She pulled the comforter over her head quickly and stashed her vibrator back in the drawer.
    She groaned. What am I doing?
    “Julia.” He said her name like it was a command.
    She’s not here.
    She buried her face in a pillow for a moment. No wonder he thinks he can offer me money for sex. What is wrong with me?
    “Pick up the phone or I’m coming over,” he said in a determined voice , and Julia knew he meant it.
    With her face still buried in the pillow, she held her cell phone to her ear. “I am so embarrassed. I may never leave my apartment again.”
    “You? I’m sitting at my desk with a hard -on the likes of which I haven’t seen since puberty. If I had known this was how I would start my day, I would have