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designers. I love it when a man knows how to dress a
woman. Let’s see how you would dress me?”
    Nat
grinned and walked out of his room, leaving me alone to take a shower in his
oversized chrome and glass bathroom. He had everything organized and neat. Even
his supply of designer bodywash, reflected his sophisticated cosmopolitan
style. Nat had really grown up over the years.
    I
chose a vanilla orange scented bodywash, which I thought was a bit more
gender-neutral, and relished in a hot relaxing shower.
    When
I was done, I wrapped myself in one of his large fluffy towels and made my way
out of his room, headed to my room past the kitchen and living room.
    Nat
was setting the kitchen table as I tried to walk past him to my room.  “I see
you’ve found the bodywash I got for you,” he said walking over and blocking my
path. He put his arm around me and led me over to the chair he had pulled out
for me to sit. “Brunch is served,” he said, opening up the silver platters
covering our dishes.
    He
had made lobster omelette with potato pancakes, and a strawberry walnut salad.
    Next
to the plates was a basket filled with soft freshly-baked popovers and a small
tub of raspberry butter.
    My
eyes lit up! It was a sophisticated grown up version of the kind of breakfasts
Nat used to cooked for me at the Pad.
    “Nat!”
I cried. “This looks so good. I can’t wait to dig in, but first…I have to get
changed, and…” While Nat was fully dressed in his outfit, I was only wearing a
towel.
    With
Nat looking at me from head-to-toe, his eyes taking in every part of me, I felt
very aware I was completely naked underneath.
    “I
thought you were famished,” he said, sitting down next to me and moving closer.
    “I
am,” I said, now very aware of Nat next to me. “I just suddenly need to get
dressed. I don’t usually wear this little when I have breakfast.”
    “This
isn’t breakfast, Summer.” Nat said. “Breakfast was long past this morning. It’s
now close to noon.”
    “We’ve
been at it for that long?” I asked. I didn’t even realized time passing, when I
was with Nat.
    Nat
nodded. “And…it’s getting late.” He suddenly grabbed me and sat me down on his
lap. “We have a lot to do between now and tonight when we meet Drew and Rachel.
We’re leaving at the break of dawn tomorrow, but I have to prepare you for
what’s ahead.”
    He
reached out for a popover, broke the top off and began buttering it with the
raspberry butter. He broke off a small piece and fed it to me with his fingers.
    A
little bit of raspberry butter was left on his fingers, and he plunged his
fingers into my mouth. “Don’t let good homemade butter go to waste, Summer,” he
teased.
    I
watched him watch me as I wrapped my tongue around his finger, licked it, and
said, “Like this?”
    He
steadily said without taking his eyes off my lips, “Yes. That’s good.”
    He
took his finger out of my mouth and grabbed a bit of the omelette and spooned
it into my mouth.
    It
was delicious.
    He
fed me the omelette spoon by spoon, while eating a little bit of it in between.
    Then
he fed me the potato pancake, fork by fork.
    When
he asked if I wanted some salad, I shook my head. I was so full.
    He
stood up and poured me a glass of mimosa and trickled it into my mouth. The
last half of the mimosa, he poured into his mouth and reached over to pour it
into mine from his.
    Every
single movement. Every single bite was like he was making love to me once
again. He was sensual with his fingers. He tasted his food through my mouth.
And he licked off any bit that fell on my lips.
    “Now
it’s my turn,” Nat said, clearing the table and setting me down on it. With one
tug from his hand, my towel fell from my front to drape neatly on the table
like a fluffy tablecloth.
    He
poured the chilled mimosa on my belly button. “I like to multitask when I can,”
he said. “How about I have my brunch on you while I continue getting
reacquainted with your body?