Chapter 6: "A Naughty Reunion"

 Rubie asked, "Speaking of your boyfriend, has he moved in with you?"

I raised an eyebrow. "What makes you ask that?"

Rubie's curiosity was piqued. "I came to your apartment the other night and met a pretty lady. Her character was the opposite of yours - she was mean. Who is she? Your boyfriend's sister?"

I couldn't help but giggle at Rubie's assumptions. "Rubie, I'm sorry, but I don't have time for this now. We'll chat another time."

Before she could press further, my phone rang, and I answered, "Hey, I'm outside."

Keith said, "Okay, I'll be down in a minute."

I hung up and quickly locked the doors, eager to leave. Keith's car was parked in the office parking lot, and I was relieved Rubie hadn't seen it, or she would have started spreading rumors.

As I got into Keith's car, he greeted me with a smile. "Hey, I missed you."

I teased, "You've only been gone for a week. Come on!"

Keith feigned sadness. "So you didn't miss me?"

I laughed. "Honestly, I've been busy with work. I edited three books this week."

Keith reacted with a mock "Ouch!" and asked, "So you didn't miss these cute lips?" He pointed to his lips, and I couldn't resist his charm.

We exchanged flirtatious banter, and Keith asked me to prove I missed him. I playfully rolled onto his lap, feeling his excitement beneath me. His hips jerked forward, and I couldn't help but notice the bulge in his pants. Keith groaned, "You feel it?" I nodded, and we both laughed. The tension between us was palpable.

As we drove to Keith's apartment, I asked, "What's the time?"

He guessed, "Maybe 9 pm?"

I suggested, "It's late. Can we go somewhere... or maybe just go back to your place?"

Keith agreed, and we shared one last passionate kiss before I returned to my seat.

When we arrived at Keith's apartment, he prepared fruit and vegetable salads while I freshened up in the shower. Afterward, I selected an outfit from his wardrobe and rejoined him in the living room.

Keith noticed I had been eating healthy and assumed it was a sign that I missed him. I joked that it was actually to prevent piles. Keith asked me to admit that I missed him, and I finally agreed, which turned him on.

We made out in the living room, and then Keith carried me to the bedroom, where he revealed his muscular torso and started kissing my neck. "Today you're mine," he whispered. I replied, "I'm all yours."

Keith asked me to repeat it, and I teased him, calling him a weirdo. He threatened to rip my clothes off and make love to me until sunrise. I replied, "What are you waiting for?" And Keith took off my pants, ready to make good on his promise.

As Keith took off my pants, I felt a rush of excitement. He gazed at me with desire, his eyes fixed on my body. I lay back on the bed, and Keith climbed on top of me, his hands exploring my skin.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his lips tracing my neck.

I moaned, feeling his touch ignite a fire within me. Keith's fingers danced across my skin, sending shivers down my spine.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at me with a mischievous grin. "I have an idea," he said, getting up from the bed.

He walked to his wardrobe and pulled out a blindfold. "Trust me," he said, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

I hesitated for a moment, but Keith's enthusiasm was infectious. I nodded, and he tied the blindfold around my eyes.

The darkness heightened my senses, and I felt Keith's touch even more intensely. He kissed me, his lips soft and gentle, and I responded eagerly.

As we made love, I felt a sense of surrender, letting go of all my inhibitions. Keith's hands explored every inch of my body, and I moaned with pleasure.

Afterward, we lay together, panting and exhausted. Keith removed the blindfold, and I gazed into his eyes, feeling a deep connection.

"That was amazing," I whispered.

Keith smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." We cuddled together, basking in the afterglow of our passion.