Point Of View 2 [*Do not read until you've read the same chapter of ATW]

Chapter 47 & 48 The Road Ahead/ Be Alright

"You know I do..." He links his fingers in the waistband of my thong and pulls it down. I purposely put the red silk fabric ties in his nightstand for easy access, hoping that maybe Nate would change his mind. It didn't take long.

"Only problem. You don't have the right headboard." I glance over at his bed that doesn't have any bars. He frowns and we both look around the room. "Aha..." 

Bingo.  The vanity chair. Oh, this could be fun. I wink at Nate and then drag the chair from the bathroom into his bedroom, putting it next to his bed.

"Have a seat, Mr. Hollan." 

He does what I say but puts my towel down on the hard surface of the chair before sitting his bare ass down. I retrieve the fabric and tie his wrists behind him, looping the silk through the bars of the chair. He tugs his wrists, but they don't budge and his eyes flicker with excitement. Who knew Nate would be into this kind of kink? He certainly didn't know until recently. This is why we're so good together. He is comfortable with me. He feels safe with me. I love that.

"Now what do you want me to do?" I ask.

"Everything."

"Specifics, Nate." I bend towards him while holding on to the arms of the chair and kiss his neck.

"I want that pretty mouth of yours wrapped around me." He pauses with his eyes closed, taking in the sensation from my gentle kissed under his ear. "Then... I want you to sit right here on my lap and fuck me." His cheeks flush up a little and I smile at his slight embarrassment as he talks. I drag my lips down his body until they brush up against his tip, making his head roll back with pleasure.

"Like this?"

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*James*

Casey didn't bother waking me up this morning since I had a night terror that kept me awake for a while last night. I open my eyes, and my room is still nice and dark. I turn to the clock to see it's nine in the morning.  Maggie isn't in here which means Casey or Jonah are taking care of her for me. I close my eyes again, trying to ignore the morning wood I woke up with. I miss Julia but for some reason, this morning Trisha is in my head. 

So, like any grown-ass man who has a hard on in the morning, I begin to take care of it while laying here in the dark.... thinking about Trisha. She really is this Blonde Bombshell. Everything about her screams seduction. When Trisha walks into a room all attention from every man and some women are on her. I wonder what it would feel like to be with her. I can't believe I stopped her and told her I wanted to go slow because right now all I can think of is what we would be like together. I wonder if she thinks of me when she's alone in her room.

I need to move on from Julia, I really do. And Trisha may be the one to help me do that.

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*Trisha*

"You ready?" I fix the collar of Nate's teal polo shirt that brings out his eyes before we enter the conference room. He looks good and ready for the meeting. My stomach, however, is tight in knots. Having meetings with Richard gives me anxiety. You never know what he's going to pull out of his hat and usually isn't not good for Nate. Makes money but not good.  I have a feeling today will be no different. Once we are in the room, we say our hello's and get right down to business, hoping this meeting is short and sweet.

"Well, I am pleased to hear that your tour has been extremely successful, Nate. Quite the good reviews all around and I look forward to seeing that continue through your travels... especially when you start performing the US leg of the tour" Richard begins the meeting on a high note.