Her Chocolate Fantasy (10 page)

Chapter
Twelve

Darla couldn’t wait to tell me everything about her lunch with Erik when I got back to the office. She pulled me to the bathroom to tell me all the details.

“Oh
, my God, I think I’m in love!” she squealed.

I tried to put up a front and smile
, because I could tell she was happy, even though deep down I was still crushed by the news that Max would be leaving in a month. “What happened?”

“He took me to that bistro over on Quincy and Rutherford
. We sat and talked for the longest time, and he told me all about himself, him growing up in Texas, and come to find out, my cousin Ralph and he are good friends from high school. They were both on the football team, which shocked me, and I had to call Ralph up and he confirmed it. So Erik was telling me about himself, and I was telling him all about me. I’m not going to jump the gun, but he might just be the one for me, Sarah. Now all we have to do is get you with Max, and then it will be completely set, won’t it?”

Giving her a halfhearted smile, I giggled nervously
. I leaned up against the wall while she touched up her makeup.

“What’s wrong
, hon? Ever since you came back from lunch you’ve been acting really weird.”

“Have you ever had your expectations about how your love life was going to be get stomped like it was a bunch of grapes? Well
, that’s what happened to me during lunch for I was the grapes made for wine.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

I went to look into each stall before I started to talk. When I saw no one was there except for us, I turned back to Darla.

“Now
, what I’m about to tell you, I don’t want you going around babbling about it to anyone in the office, do you hear me? Because if I find out you said a word, I will tell everybody about you and James from accounting up on the 9
th
floor that time during the office Christmas party, and that you knew he was engaged to be married.”

“You wouldn’t dare tell
.”

“Hell if I won’t
. But as long as you don’t squeal my secret, then I won’t tell yours.”

She nodded
, and I took a deep breath.

“Max and I have been seeing each other for the past couple of weeks now. And today
, I found out they are transferring him to New York in a month.”

Shock was the understatement of the year as far as how Darla looked
in response to my news. I tensed, bracing for her reaction, knowing exactly what she’d say.

“You’ve kept this to yourself all this damn time
, and you didn’t tell me about it!”

Yep, that’s exactly what I expected her to
say…

“Yeah
, I did, because even though we are friends and we share the same cubicle and all, that doesn’t mean I have to tell you every single thing. Especially with this, because it’s been so special between Max and me, but now things are going to be screwed up when he leaves me.”

“Damn
, Sarah, I’m so sorry that this is happening. I know you’ve been eyeing him for years, and now this. I really don’t know what else to say but I’m sorry.”

“There’s nothing else to say
. He’ll be leaving in a month. Honestly, this was not what and how I wanted to have my day go. First the car fucking up on me, and I had to take the damn bus, and then I had to deal with that idiot about the file, and now this shit. Fucking-A, I swear, when I get home, I’m taking a long soak in a hot tub until I turn into a prune.” I looked at myself in the mirror, my eyes red from crying not too long ago, remembering his softly spoken, “I’m sorry,” which he whispered in my ear while he held me. “We better head back to work, so I can see if whatchamacallit sent me that damn file.”

“Are you sure you are going to be alright
, Sarah?”

Letting out a sigh
, I nodded and headed out of the restroom.

When I got back to my desk, the light on my phone told me I had a message.
I pressed the button and found I actually had two messages. “Hey, Sarah, this is Charlie.Listen, after some wrangling, I was able to find the report. I’m sorry, but it was sent to the wrong person, and they had it all this time. But I will bring it to you after I’ve had my lunch.Again, I’m very sorry. Goodbye.”

Well
, that was one less worry I had to deal with. The second message began to play.

“I love you
, Sarah.”

I looked up to see
him watching me, and he smiled that gorgeous smile of his. I can tell you that for the rest of the day, while I was on the phone, I would go back and replay that message over and over again.

* * * *

Max gave me a ride home that night, so I didn’t have to take the bus. I honestly didn’t have much to say, because after dealing with the idiots about that file, plus hearing Max’s bit of news, I really wasn’t up to talking much. I noticed him looking over at me while we drove. He probably wanted to talk but realized there was no use in saying anything. I was mad, and yeah, I was more than likely being a bit selfish, because I didn’t want him leaving me so soon after we’d gotten together. When we got to a light, I heard him sigh.

“Will you at least talk
, Sarah?”

I shook my head.
I honestly couldn’t say a word to him. It was as if within my mind I had completely lost the ability to talk. I felt like some empty shell of a woman sitting next to him. I just wanted to get home, take all my shit off, get underneath the covers, and cry my eyes out. I felt a tear trickle along my cheek, and I slowly looked toward the window to the outside world. The light changed, and we started moving again. I continued to wipe off the tears that kept right on coming, one after the other. My throat tightened as I bit my bottom lip to hold back a sob. I felt something tap my arm, looked over, and found him holding a handkerchief in his hand. I took it and wiped my eyes and face. He didn’t say anything to me, probably because he knew how I was feeling at that moment. There was no denying I would miss him when he was gone, and even though he said he would come and visit, it still wouldn’t make a difference, because things between us wouldn’t be the same.

When we pulled up to my apartment, he turned off the car.

“Are you coming up?” I asked him.

“I was
, unless you need some time to yourself, then I don’t have to come up.”

Even though I could have told him no, I really wanted to have him with me. Not just for my sexual needs but for my emotion
al ones. “I want you to come up but just as long as you can do just one little thing for me.”

“Anything
. What is it?”

“Just hold me tonight
. Just hold me and don’t let go.”

He leaned over
and kissed my forehead, and then we both got out.

When we got up
to my apartment and stepped inside, I threw my jacket onto the couch while slipping out of my shoes. I put my purse on the hook behind my door, and then I unzipped the back of my skirt, letting it fall into a heap around my feet. Slowly, I unbuttoned my blouse, while watching him looking at me. Without a word, I shrugged out of my blouse and dropped it on top of my skirt.After turning down my bed, I climbed under the cool sheets, enjoying how they felt against my skin. Max took off his clothes, as well, everything except for his underwear. Soon, he got in beside me, drawing me closer to him. I welcomed the feel of his warm breath against my shoulder.

“I’m so sorry
, Sarah.”

“Please stop saying that
. I don’t want to hear it anymore today. It’s been the worse day ever for me, and hearing your news hasn’t helped. I know it’s not your fault, Max, but it still hurts.”

“I wish
they’d picked someone else for the job.”

I
turned and studied his forlorn expression. Softening a bit, I trailed my index finger along his chin and cheek. I believed him. If he had the chance, he would have not accepted the job.

“Sweetheart,
even though I’ve been selfishwith my thoughts since you told me your news, I realize I can’t be like this.If opportunity comes knocking at your door, you should go for it right away. This is the kind of opportunity that probably won’t come again, Max, so you should take it while you can.”

H
e rubbed my back, making me feel calm and nurtured by him.

“I’m going to be pretty busy
, though, these next couple of weeks, so we might not be able to get together like we normally do.”

“I figured
as much. So, we won’t be able to go to Florida then?”

He shook his head
, and my heart grew heavier.

“We’ll have to move it
back a couple of days from now. I’ve got to make arrangements with movers, the guys from the office in New York. There’s a ton I have to do between now and next month.”

“I can help you with putting stuff into boxes and stuff.”

“That’s all been taking care of. The people I plan on using do everything—the packing and moving, the whole works—but I need to be there to observe, you know. But let’s not talk about me moving right now. There was something I’ve wanted to ask you for the longest time.”

“Oh
, really, what is that?”

“Have you ever had a fantasy
, Sarah?”

“
A fantasy, like sexual?” I smiled.

“Yeah, a sexual fantasy
. I know I had told you about mine.”

Did I ever mention Max was a freak? Honestly
, I had never met a man who enjoyed spanking someone’s ass as much as Max liked spanking mine. I would often tell him that I thought he liked my ass more than he liked me. But he told me that wasn’t true; he loved all of me.

Yeah right.I knew he loved a sista’s ass.

“Well, there is one fantasy I’ve always had, but I’ve never had the chance to live it out.” I looked up into his eyes, and a conniving smile crept across his lips.

“Well?”
he asked.

With a snicker
I said, “You know how I love chocolate, right? I’ve always wanted to make someone into a human sundae. Drizzle warm dark and milk chocolate all over someone’s body, add some whipped cream… But mainly, I want him covered in chocolate.”

I could tell Max
was intrigued. His cock had gotten so stiff, it was literally poking out from underneath the waistband of his boxer briefs.

“I swear
, you must know what you do to me, Sarah.” His voice sounded haggard.

I reached to grasp his cock
.

“You like my fantasy
, I see.” I continued stroking him, and he moved his hips along with my hand.

“I would love to be a part of your fantasy.”

Smiling, I leaned up to nibble on his ear, something I knew he loved me doing. He started to cuss underneath his breath when I sucked on his earlobe. I squeezed his shaft, and he gasped.

“Take him out
, baby, he wants to play.”

Still sucking on his ear
, I tugged at his waistband and pulled them down a bit. God, he was beautiful down there. Just perfect, actually. Not too thick or too long. Max knew how to satisfy, physically and emotionally, and right then, I was feeling pretty emotional.

But a little sex never hurt
, right?

“Will you let me try out my fantasy on you
, Max?”

I continued stroking
his cock while he bruised my lips with a kiss so smoldering it left me limp. A small bit of pre-cum came from the tip of his penis, and I used it to lube my hand. The more I stroked, the harder he kissed me, and the whole time,he moaned out my name.

“Sarah, Sarah
, oh God!”

I so loved it when he called out my name like that.

Soon, he was coming in my hand, but I continued to get him off. I could feel his fingers tangle in my hair, pulling my head back. He nibbled on my lips, his tongue rolling with mine, and we both moaned. Each stroke of my hand caused him to spasm. When I finally let him go, he still held the back of my head against his heaving chest.

“Baby, you had me when you said chocolate.”

I had to laugh at his comment, and soon, he started laughing too.

“You really will let me do it
, Max?”

“I am yours to do whatever your heart desires. Why don’t we try it when we go to Florida
? Honestly, it would be the perfect setting.” He kissed me as he unhooked the back of my bra.

So much for
my day of rest. Then again, I should have known better. No way could we two get into a bed without having some kind of sexual contact. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other.

Max ran his fingers
up along my neck, caressed my chin and cheek, while he trailed his lips up the other side of my neck and nibbled on my ear. Oh, God, did he have to go toward my ear? He knew that that was my hot spot. You know what I’m talking about… Just one nibble, one lick, one bite, and every single nerve in your body succumb to the person who is doing it...