His eyes looked up to meet mine, and a smile lined his face. Freshly clean from the shower, small beads of water dripped down over his skin, and I realized he hadn’t been down here long. “What are you doing awake?”
“I couldn’t sleep,” I replied. “I heard how she acted yesterday, and it’s been on my mind.”
His smile fell a little, and slowly he nodded his head. “Yeah, it seems we had an audience over the weekend.”
“Mhm. What are we going to do about that?” I asked, hoping he had an idea, but instead of answering, he gestured with two fingers to come to him.
And I did… like the good little submissive he was making me.
“We will not do anything,” he smirked as he pulled me onto his lap and kissed me gently.
Breaking the kiss, my smile widened as my fingers brushed his hairline. “She isn’t going to let it go.”
“I know she won’t.” His hands slid up my thighs. “That changes nothing though, Becca. Let her go on her hunt. The last person she will suspect is you.”
This man was making me do things I would never ordinarily do, and it scared me. I wasn’t sure how to proceed, but deep down, I knew I couldn’t stop seeing him.
He set my body on fire, and the sensations he created were addicting.
“Oh,” I moaned softly as his fingers slid through the folds of my core, causing my back to arch in pleasure as I nipped playfully at his lips before he devoured my mouth with his own.
The kisses were heated and frenzied, and before I knew it, his chair was being slid out and I was being spun around and bent over his desk. “We have to be quick and quiet.”
Nodding my head, I understood. Well, I understand the quick part.
But as his long, thick cock slid into me from behind, I wasn’t sure about the quiet part.
As a cry went to escape me, he pulled me back slightly, covering my mouth with his hand to muffle my moans of pleasure. “Oh, f*ck.”
Right to his words, it was quick, and I came undone all over him when he finally gave his own release. Filling me to the brim, where his seed dripped down my thighs. “Mmm. God, you’re such a good girl.”
His words caused me to smile before he spun me around to face him and gripped my hair, kissing me again. I wanted more, but the sound from upstairs signaled to us both that Tally was finally awake.
“Quick, go into the hall bathroom and clean up. I’ll go make coffee.”
It wasn’t a suggestion. It was an order, and one I intended to follow. Moving quickly, I adjusted myself and left his office, sneaking into the hallway bathroom to clean up.
His footsteps passing the bathroom led down the hall towards the kitchen before I heard his deep, sultry voice talking-to Tally.
Taking a deep breath, I got a hold of myself and cleaned up before exiting the bathroom and going to meet them. Her eyes met mine, and she smiled before rolling them at her dad. “Morning, Becca.”
“Morning,” I replied before turning towards James. “That coffee smells amazing, Mr. Valentino.”
My taunting choice of words stopped him in his tracks, and I watched as the muscles in his back flexed for a moment before he cleared his throat and poured some into a cup, and turned towards me. “Here. Have some then, but be careful… it’s hot.”
There was a dark glint in his eye letting me know I was going to pay for my remark later on, but that was what I was hoping for. Taking the cup from him, my fingers brushed against his before I turned, smiling, and made my way towards Tally.
“So, what’s the plan today?” I asked her with a little more pep in my step than I realized.
“Uh-actually, I was thinking we could go for lunch today. Nothing super out of place. I don’t really have much of a plan.”
“Sounds like fun,” I smiled, liking the fact that, for once, her day didn’t revolve around drinking and partying like it had been since I had walked through those front doors.
I could tell that the argument between her and James was still bothering her. Their silent glances spoke volumes, but it wasn’t my place to pry.
*****
A few hours later, Tally and I were in a car headed across Miami to Il Gabbiano. It was a very upscale waterfront restaurant that catered to authentic Italian food.
I had only been here one other time with Tally, and that was when we were eighteen and James was trying to make Tally feel more at home. It was the one time when I met her uncle, James’ brother, Lucas.
Only six months later, Lucas died in a car accident and thinking about it now, it broke my heart. He was the sweetest man and was James’ biggest supporter.
“So, why are we going here?” I asked as we exited the car and walked towards the front door of the building. “This is very upscale, for a meager lunch with me.”
Laughing, Tally shook her head with a smile. “We are meeting someone here.”
Of course, we are. Why would I think it would just be the two of us?
As soon as we entered, the general manager greeted Tally like an old friend and quickly showed us to our table. My eyes widened in shock as I realized just who it was we were meeting.
It was none other than Allison Valentino-James’ ex wife.
“Mom!” Tally exclaimed with excitement as Allison stood and took her daughter into her arms.
“Oh, my goodness. I have missed you,” she said before her eyes set upon me. “Becca? Oh, goodness sweetie, how you have grown!”
Smiling, I hugged her as well as we took our seats. “Thank you. It’s been a long time.”
“Indeed. You’re not that plump little girl with glasses and unkempt hair anymore.” Her response was taunting, and irritation swelled within me.
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