Diary Of A Romance Addict #8

Stormy's eyes caressed me as they moved up and down my body. I lifted one hand up in an attempt to close my house coat.  
     "Don't, Dahl," he said grabbing my hand and placing it on his chest. "You look so damn good in that night gown."  
     "I model them," I blurted out.  
      "What?" he looked surprised then amused.  
     "I'm a lingerie model."  
      "Are you serious?"  
      "I wouldn't joke about that. I model them for local department stores. Does that bother you?"  
      "Not in the least," he said then added, "I'm kind of intrigued."  
      "I certainly think I have the body for it. Not to sound conceited or anything"  
       "Oh, I think you are very qualified for the job" he grinned at me then put his arms around my neck. "I want to ask you something, Dahl."  
        "Ask away, ,Baby".  
        "Have you ever wanted something so bad you couldn't imagine it not happening?"  
       "Actually, I have a couple of times."  
       "Well, that's how I feel about having you."  
        "Do you think about having sex with me all of the time?"  
         "That's pretty much it," he said. "Dahl, I'm a man. I'm only human."  
         "Well, maybe we should just do it and get it over with."  
          "No. Not like that. If anything happens between us it will be because you want it.  
         "Well, let me ask you something then."  
         "Sure, Darling."  
          "I would like to know what having sex with me would mean to you?"  
          "I can answer that with one word. Everything."