Too Far 01- Fallen Too Far

lips before leaving me alone on his bed.
    I watched his naked butt in all its perfection walk across the room and into what appeared to be the bathroom. I heard water running and then he was walking back out completely bare in the front. My eyes immediately went south. I heard Rush chuckle and I closed my eyes embarrassed to be caught looking.
    “Don’t get shy on me now,” he teased then reached to reopen my knees. “Open up for me,” he said softly and pulled my knees open. I noticed the washcloth in his hands for the first time.
    “Not too much,” he said, washing between my legs as I watched him in fascination. “Does it hurt?” he asked with concern in his voice as he gently wiped the tender area. I shook my head. Now that we weren’t wild with passion this was embarrassing. But having him clean me up was sweet. Was this what guys did after sex? I’d never seen this in a movie.
    Rush seemed pleased with his clean up job and he threw the used wash cloth in the trash can beside his bed. He crawled back on the bed beside me and pulled me against him.
    “I thought you weren’t a cuddler, Rush,” I said as he ran his nose along my neck and inhaled loudly.
    “I wasn’t. Only with you Blaire. You’re my exception,” he whispered then tucked my head under his chin and pulled the covers up over us. Sleep came fast. I was safe and I was happy.

    Slow kisses being placed on the inside of my calf and along the arch of my foot was the first thing that registered with me. I forced my eyes open. Rush was on his knees at the end of the bed kissing my feet and up the side of my leg with a wicked grin on his face.
    “There’s your eyes. I was beginning to wonder just how much I was going to need to kiss in order to wake you up. Not that I mind kissing higher but that would lead to some more incredible sex and you now only have twenty minutes to get to work.”
    Work. Oh crap. I sat up and Rush put my leg down. “You’ve got time. I’ll go fix you something to eat while you get ready,” he assured me.
    “Thank you, but you don’t have to. I’ll grab something in the staff break room when I get there.”
    I was trying not to let the morning after awkwardness set in. I had had sex with this man. Really good sex or at least I thought it was. Now it was daylight and I was naked in his bed.
    “I want you to eat here. Please.”
    He wanted to me here. My heart thumped harder in my chest. “Okay. I need to go to my room and get a shower.”
    Rush glanced back at his bathroom then at me. “I’m torn, because I want you to shower in there but I don’t think I’ll be able to walk away knowing you’re naked and soapy in my shower. I’ll want to join you.”
    Holding the sheet over my chest, I sat up and smiled up at him. “As appealing as that sounds I’d be late for work.”
    Rush sighed and nodded. “Right. You need to go to your room.”
    I looked around for my clothes but I didn’t see them anywhere.
    “Put this on. Henrietta comes today. I’ll have her wash and press your clothes from last night.” He threw the tee shirt he’d had on last night at me. I caught a whiff of him as it landed on my chest. I was going to have a hard time giving this back. I modestly tried to pull it over me without letting the sheet fall.
    “Now stand up. I want to see you,” he murmured, backing up. He was wearing a pair of pajama pants as he eased off the edge of the bed and waited for me to stand up. I let the sheet fall and I stood up. His shirt hit me just above the knees.
    “Can you call in sick?” he asked as his eyes traveled down my body.
    A warm tingly sensation ran through me. “I’m not sick,” I replied.
    “Are you sure? Because I think I have a fever,” he said stepping around the bed and pulling me up against him. “Last night was amazing,” he said into my hair.
    I hadn’t expected this kind of reaction from him. I’d been worried that he might toss me out this morning. But he wasn’t. He was being sweet. And so incredibly yummy I was tempted to call in sick.
    It was my day on the drink cart and if I didn’t show up then Bethy would have to do the whole course by herself on a Friday. That would be cruel. I couldn’t.
    “I have to work today. They’re expecting me,” I explained.
    He nodded and stepped back, “I know. Run Blaire. Run your cute little ass down stairs and get ready. I can’t promise you I will let you go if you stand here looking like that much longer.”
    Giggling,