All Chapters of From Pastel Shades to Red: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"Today, no, but the good news is that tomorrow is Friday, and I'm all yours for the entire weekend," he replied, already out of the car, his voice seductive as he slid his hands around her waist and kissed her. Neither of them cared that they were in the parking lot of the jewelry store chain she managed.They exchanged a few messages throughout the day, and a nearly half-hour phone call ended both of their nights. It was all very new for Kath and a kind of rediscovery for Harry, as he had only had one previous relationship. For him, though, it was easier because he knew all it took was spontaneity, and he was used to it, while she, on the contrary, was accustomed to having everything meticulously planned.It was a relief to know that at least they would be together the next evening. However, Harry didn't want to make any plans and simply arrived in the early evening, parking his own car in front of the building with bags in hand, which she discovered were filled with DVDs and Chinese

"Did you like it?" She asked him, when they finished eating, hours later. He had eaten two generous plates of gnocchi with funghi sauce, after all. He had praised everything, especially her appearance, but eating it all and asking for seconds was an even greater compliment. Too bad it wasn't her cooking!"I loved it! It was delicious.""Harry?" She got his attention as he wiped his lips with a napkin."Hmm?""I lied to you. I didn't make this." She confessed, embarrassed. "I tried, but nothing turned out right! So, I ended up calling a restaurant." She added, frustrated."I figured, Kath." He chuckled at her. "Almost no one gets that sauce right on the first try... or the texture of gnocchi. And you're not used to cooking.""Yeah," she agreed, still wrinkling her nose. "But you cook so well, and I really wanted to do this for you. It's the first time I've tried to do something for someone, and... do I only know how to do things for myself?"

Harry placed Kath on the bed, grateful for the accessible bedside lamp in the room, making life easier for someone who didn't know where things were in the room. He quickly removed his boxer shorts and lay down beside her, kissing her and squeezing one of her breasts as she scratched his back. He stopped kissing her only to gaze into her eyes, which were filled with desire, while making her nipple harden under his touch. She moaned, gasped, and rubbed herself against his leg, closing her eyes and digging her nails into him."Look at me, baby," he requested. "Keep looking at me... in my eyes! Delicious!" He said, grabbing her breast again and rubbing the nipple in the palm of his hand before sliding it down her abdomen to her intimacy, touching her while never taking his eyes off her. "I love teasing you, you know? Feeling you like this in my hand." He affirmed, aware of the double meaning of his words, after a while. "But not now, because right now I have no desire to wait to have you

"But I thought that...""I didn't want to go there anymore?" She confirmed. "No, my love. As I told you, I never minded what we did behind closed doors. What bothered me was not having a real relationship. It was not being able to love you, to show you affection. I enjoyed the games, the tension. I miss it, and I know you do too. Don't you?" She asked, looking into her eyes."I do," she said, her breath quickening with anticipation."Would you have chosen to go there yesterday if you had won me over?""No... because I REALLY thought you didn't want to anymore. It's been so long.""I didn't say anything before because I thought it was better to be radical in the beginning, so you would step out of the dominatrix role. Now, I think you can take on that role and then leave the character behind when we lock the door again. Do you want to try?" She smiled broadly, and that was more than enough of an answer. So, they both put on their underwear and headed

"You guys are crazy!" Kath whispered to her friends, and the three of them laughed."Can I start by offering you some Veuve Clicquot?" the pale, skinny, red-haired saleswoman struggled to say while Sebastian was instructing other girls."What's your name again?" Harmony asked."Mary Kelly," she repeated the information she had already provided when the customers entered the store, following instructions."Very well, Mary, dear. I can see that you're doing your best!" Kath's friend forced a yellow smile. "But don't offer us Veuve Clicquot if we can only have a little," she criticized."Oh, of course," Mary said, awkwardly, leaving. "I'll make sure there's no shortage of champagne.""My name is Ann, and I'm here to assist you. What would you like to see first?" asked another saleswoman."Mine is Dora, and I think I already have the perfect model in mind for each of you. I'll bring them in a moment!" affirmed a third, clearly competing f