Chapter 7

Norah

"Okay," I whisper as I look in the mirror at the house the next morning. "You can do this."

I'm even more nervous than I was at the showing yesterday. Yesterday, I only had a client to lose. Today, I have a client and a hot new potential boyfriend on the line. I don't want to screw either of them up.

"It's okay," I say as I stare at my reflection, trying to pump myself up for the showing. "Just be cool."

Yesterday was beyond anything I could ever have dreamed up. It was the perfect day. It was so much fun. The first house with the parrot, the unexpected party and secret kiss, the incredible hockey game, and just hanging out with him at the bar after. That was my favorite part. Talking with him was so easy. It was so fun.

I get goosebumps all over as I recall the way it felt to have his head between my legs. Oh my god… that man's tongue…

I don't know what came over me. It was so intense. I was consumed by him. I was out of my mind with lust.

I'm not sure what happened to my underwear, but I never got it back.

That's okay. Austin can keep it and think of me whenever he pulls it out.

I shiver as my reflection smiles back at me. What a night.

After, he helped me close up and I went home with my head spinning. I don't think I slept more than four hours last night, but I'm wide awake now. I'm running on pure adrenaline.

And coffee. Lots of coffee.

The listing agent is still sick with the flu, so he gave me the keys to the house. The owners have moved out and are living in London, so it's empty. Well, not empty. A staging company has fully furnished it to look like a spread in a luxury magazine. It's beautiful.

I still like the feel of the first house better, but this one is pretty amazing too. I don't know how Austin is going to pick.

The buzzer suddenly rings and I nearly scream from shock.

"Come in," I say as I press the button.

I rush over to the mirror and check out my outfit one last time. I'm wearing black slacks and a light blue sleeveless shirt that has a few buttons up the front. I ditched the heels for some open-toed sandals today. I think it looks pretty good. Professional, but still a little bit sexy.

I'm about to hurry to the door, but I stop and undo an extra two buttons. I don't mind being more sexy than professional with Austin.

He drives his shiny black car up, parks, and opens the door. Today, he's wearing blue jeans and a white button-up shirt under a light beige sports coat, and holy cannoli, he looks good.

"Whoa," I whisper when I see him walking to the stairs. He's so sexy. It's surreal.

He can pull off any outfit. I bet he would look smoking hot in a Minion costume.

I'm still shaken as he knocks on the door.

I take a deep breath, plaster a flirty smile on my face, and pull the doors open.

"Hello, Mr. Gambill."

He greets me with the biggest, warmest smile and then he runs those simmering brown eyes up and down my body.

All that arousal and need and fire that was burning through me last night comes roaring back.

"Welcome home," I say with a grin.

He steps right up to me, cups my jaw, tilts my head back, and gazes down at my mouth. "It feels like home now."

I moan as his sexy mouth comes down and he kisses me.

It's not a quick hello kiss either. We both grab onto each other, crashing into the door as we compete to see who can shove their tongue further down the other one's throat. There are no losers in this game, let me tell you.

We stumble into the foyer, kissing and pawing and desperate for one another. I kick the door closed and pull off his jacket. It slides down his hard muscular arms and falls onto the ground.

"This is the… entrance," I say between kisses as I unbutton his shirt as fast as I can. "Notice the natural light… and the…. floors."

I get the last stubborn button out and then yank his shirt off his shoulders and down his arms.

"Fuck," I growl as I run my clawed hands along his hard six-pack.

"I think we need a closer look at those floors," he says with a grin.

"You stay up here," I say as my mouth waters. "That's your realtor's job. I'll get a nice long look for you."

I drop to my knees and lick my lips as I grab onto his belt. His massive erection is visible under those jeans.

I was thinking about it all night long. I couldn't sleep, and when I finally did, I dreamt about it. About touching it, licking it, sucking it, riding it… There's so much I want to experience with this perfect man and I want to get started now.

"There's no one here, right?" he asks as I yank out his belt.

"The owners are gone," I say as I flick open his button and then grab onto his zipper. "We're all alone."

"Just the way I like it," he whispers.

I pull his zipper down then I slide my hands into his jeans and boxer briefs. My heart is racing as I start to pull it all down.

I've always wondered what it would be like to undress a man. And now, I know. It's pure bliss.

His big cock snags on the material and then springs up in front of my shocked face when I give his pants a hard tug. I knew he was big from the outline in his pants, but I wasn't expecting this.

My mouth waters even more as I stare at the dominant rock-hard cock in front of me. It's mesmerizing.

It's so thick and looks so damn sturdy. I take a deep breath as I run my eyes down Austin's veined shaft to the large masculine balls hanging below.

I can't believe he's reacting this way to me. I've got him this turned on. Me.

It's hard to comprehend.

With my body tingling, I reach up while licking my lips.

I grab onto his firm shaft and squeeze it hard. A bead of pre-cum leaks out of the little slit on top of his round head.

Wow. I'm in awe of it.

I swallow as I look up at him. His eyes are fixated on me. I've never seen him look at me like this before. Even last night, he didn't have such a fire in his eyes.

"Put your sexy little mouth on it," he growls in a deep throaty voice. "Please."

I lean forward with my heart pounding and drag my tongue up his firm shaft. The deep moan he makes gives me shivers all over. I want to hear it again.

I take him into my mouth and start to slide up and down, clenching my lips around his shaft and letting my tongue slide along the underside of his cock.

"That's it," he growls as he pulls my hair to the side so he can get a better view. "Just like that."

I moan as I cup his balls and suck on his big dick.

I can't believe I'm doing this. Second day on the job and I have my only client's cock in my mouth.

Real professional there, Norah…

I'd laugh or roll my eyes at myself if I wasn't so turned on.

"You want me to cum in your mouth?" he growls as he sinks his hand into my hair and balls it into a fist. "Do you want to taste me?"

I moan as I suck him harder and faster, desperate to get it out. He's stretching my mouth so wide. I feel him forcing my jaw open and it makes me wonder what it's going to be like when he inevitably takes my virginity.

I know he will. I'm ready for it now. I want all of him.

He drops his head back and moans as I jerk him off, taking a breather.

My man is spoiling and treating all of my senses. I love the thick feel of him, the sensual taste of him, the tantalizingly masculine smell of his cologne, the heavy grunts and moans he's making, and of course, the view. You can't beat the fucking view.

I look up as I take him back in my mouth, admiring his hard abs and massive chest. He pulls off his shirt the rest of the way and I marvel at all of the perfectly chiseled muscle in front of me. He has the best body I've ever seen.

"You're killing me, girl," he says in a hoarse voice as he watches me work.

I grin up at him as I trace the thick head of his cock over my lips.

"Do you want it back in my mouth?"

I inch my tongue out and tease his head.

His eyes fall closed and his head rolls to the side. "So badly I can't think."

I want to tease him some more, but I'm dying for it as well. I want to feel him cumming on my tongue.

I take him back in, dipping down and sucking him deep as his hand tightens in my hair once again.

This time I don't stop. I don't go slow. I suck his huge cock, determined to make it erupt.

His moans get deeper. He starts to shift on his feet. He's watching me like he's never seen anything so fucking appealing in all his life.

And then he cums…

He lets out a roar as his cock pulses against my tongue. A load of hot cum fills my mouth and I swallow it down just in time for another one to take its place.

I love it.

The moans of pleasure… the erotic look on his face… the dirtiness of it all, doing it where we're not supposed to… I'm hooked.

I swallow every drop he gives me and then I pull him out of my mouth with a gasp.

I'm breathing heavily with my wet pussy on fire as I stroke his cock until he pulls it away from me.

He rubs his hand over his face and then looks down at me with an intensity that sends a jolt of desire rocketing through my body.

"I want to see the bedroom," he growls.

I stand up, wipe my smiling mouth, and start walking up the stairs.

"Right this way, Mr. Gambill…"