Be With Me in Silicon Valley: The Juliette Trilogy (The Princesses of Silicon Valley - Book 3)

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from pool to work is short.”
    Standing up, he walks over and pulls me up, and then into a kiss.
    “If you continue with this we’ll never get any food.” I tell him.
    “Something for me to look forward to,” he replies.
    He helps me on with my coat as we leave the condo and head into the chilly night. As we dine at a Mediterranean restaurant, our conversation is comfortable. He tells me about the surgeries he watched today, while I fill him in on the completion of my latest project and my concerns about everyone knowing my dad helped me solve the problem.
    Nate listens intently then offers, “My dad’s a doc; if I consulted my dad about a patient and came back with a better diagnosis, my bosses wouldn’t think less of me. Maybe you’re judging yourself too harshly.”
    It’s food for thought.
    After dinner, he tucks me in under his arm. As we walk back, he leans into my ear and says, “I’ve got great plans the rest of the night.”
    My entire core lights back up with this promise.

Chapter 15 – Do we Have Time for Dinner?
     
    On the way back to the condo he stops at his car, “I hope you don’t mind I packed a few things, just in case.”
    Jokingly, I say, “Did you pack your footy pajamas?”
    As he grabs a gym bag out of the back, he smiles, “No pajamas. With you, only skin.”
    As we enter the condo, it feels warm.
    He smiles, “Give me a minute, I need to use the head.”
    Taking this time to hang up my coat and take off my boots, I go into the kitchen to see if Cassie’s been home, and to fill my bedside water bottle. Heading back towards my bedroom, I see that Nate’s no longer in the bathroom. Quickly brushing my teeth and washing up, I use makeup remover pads to take off my mascara. He doesn’t need to experience smeared makeup and bad breath two nights in a row. Entering my bedroom as I give myself a quick messy braid to avoid a crazy case of bed hair in the morning, I see Nate’s made himself comfortable. His gym bag is in the corner with a pile of clothes next to it, both lights are on, condoms are on the bedside table next to his wallet, and Nate is sitting up naked in my bed looking at his cell phone.
    Smiling, I say, “Glad to see you made yourself at home.”
    Giving me a cocky smile, he places his phone on the table and lifts the end of the comforter as he says, “I’ll show you how thorough I can be.”
    Remembering our earlier texts, “That’s right, you have some thoroughly pleasing skills to show off.”
    The warm air coming out of the vent gives me an idea. As Nate watches, I slowly undress for him. When I get down to my underwear I turn around, bend over, pick up my sweater, slowly folding it and putting it away so that he gets a good look at my backside wearing a thong. As I turn around, I can see by the look on his face that he’s enjoying the show. When I am completely naked, I strut over to the bed and start crawling in as he completely throws back the covers. Lowering my hand to his stomach, I gently trail my fingers to his crotch where I find he’s already hard. Smiling knowingly, I look into his hooded eyes, “I see you enjoyed watching me undress.”
    Raising one hand to my breast and another to my face and neck, he licks my lower lip, then sticks his tongue in my mouth. Tasting his toothpaste in a deep kiss, he grabs my knee and drags me over him so I am sitting across his lap, my legs straddling his waist. Releasing the kiss, he says, “Let me try this. I’ll make sure you’re coming before I release.”
    Kissing me again, he lowers one hand to my hip while his other hand controls his penis as he uses it to rub my clit and folds, feeling me inside with his fingers to make sure I’m wet. My hands are on his shoulders as he releases our kiss. We’re cheek to cheek looking down as he rolls on the condom. Lifting me with one hand on my butt and hip, he places me over him and starts rocking himself inside of me. We both watch as our bodies merge. Raising and

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