Free Desired and Dominated by Eva Simone Page B

her bag from my hand, a resigned look on her face, her eyes glassy with unshed tears. “Come on. I’ll walk with you as far as I can. I actually need to go in the opposite direction for my flight.”
    “How long do you have left to wait?”
    “Six hours.”
    “Fuck! I feel terrible that you’ve done all this for two hours with me.”
    She stops me in my tracks, turns to face me, rising up on her tiptoes, and plants the softest kiss on my lips. Her sweet taste, mixed with the bitterness of her coffee, is a delightful combination. “I would have waited twice as long, just for a glimpse of you.”
    I rest my forehead against hers, trying to calm the storm that rages inside me. “Don’t say things like that to me. I’m already fighting everything inside me that’s screaming at me to stay here with you; telling me that where you are, is where I’m supposed to be.” Her breath quickens and I’m lost in her. Nothing else matters in this moment…only her.
    I’m pulled from my reverie by a voice over the tannoy.
    “Could Mr. Nathaniel Callaghan please make his way to Gate 16? The gate is ready to close. Passenger Nathaniel Callaghan on flight 168 to Berlin, please make your way to Gate 16.”
    “SHIT!”
    “You need to go, Nate, now! Go, I’ll be fine.” I pull her into my arms, unwilling to let her go, but she pushes me away. “GO!”
    She gives me a chaste kiss, turns, and strides away. I can see in her movements that she’s fighting every step that she takes in the opposite direction from me, quickening her pace to stop herself from looking back. I can’t leave her without a proper goodbye. I won’t see her again for two weeks.
    I take off in her direction, grabbing her hand in mine, spinning her round to see the tears streaming down her beautiful cheeks. My bag drops to the floor as my hands reach up to clasp her face, my lips descending on hers in a ferocious kiss, claiming her as mine, devouring her tongue with my own. I bite and suck, nibble and lick her, savoring every delicate flick of her tongue. She submits to me, her body going limp against me as she gives herself over to me, to our intense chemistry.
    “Don’t ever walk away from me without saying a proper goodbye.” She’s breathless and flushed as I pick up my bag, giving her one last kiss before I have to leave. “Goodbye, little one. I’ll see you soon.”
    She’s practically panting as I turn to leave. “I can’t wait.”
    “Me either. Now, I gotta go catch my flight.” I give her a quick slap on the ass, much to her delight, before breaking out in a sprint to my gate.
    I make it to the gate just as the flight attendant is about to close the door, her disapproving look doing nothing to lessen the high I feel with the sweet taste of Sofia fresh on my lips. She hands me my boarding pass, and wishes me a pleasant flight. When I thank her for waiting for me, and flash her my best dimpled smile, her stern exterior crumbles and she blushes like a giddy school girl. It makes me laugh, only because it makes me think of Sofia. Her feisty little jealous streak, and her jibes at me for being attractive to other woman.
    As I settle down into my seat for the short flight to Berlin, I find myself lost in thoughts of her, but unlike my flight to London, I have new memories to keep me going, the taste of her on my lips, and the smell of her perfume on my clothes. I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that she changed her flight and waited at the airport all that time just to see me for two hours.
    She really is amazing. Far too good for me…but I’m selfish. I need her, and I’ll be counting the days until she’s in my arms again.

 
    Simon just messaged me to go to dinner at his place tonight, saying that Brandon, Lily, and Sofia would be there. I feel terrible that I already knew I was being invited. I was sitting next to Sofia when he called her twenty minutes ago and asked her to go. She didn’t mention me, she gave nothing away