"I'm right here, baby." I took her hand in one of mine. "Were you dream- ing?" "Yeah... it was weird." She left the bed and went into the loo. I heard water running and a glass being set down on the counter. I waited in bed for her to come back, and after a couple minutes she did.Boy. Did. She.She slinked out stark naked with a look in her eyes that I'd seen before. A look that says, I want sex and I want it NOW. "I think you know," she said in a sultry voice as she climbed on top of me and looked down, her hair falling forward like a pleasure goddess intent upon ravaging me."Brynne? What's going on?"Oh. fuck yes!My hands went up to her breasts without a thought. God! I cupped all that soft flesh in my hands and drew it toward my mouth. She arched and began grinding over my cock, which was now as wide awake as my brain. I forgot about her being out of commission because she sure wasn't acting like she was out of commission.I got my mouth over her nipple and sucked it in deep. I
"The US papers," Frances said, setting the stack on my desk. "There's an inter- esting article in the Los Angeles Times on members of Congress with children in active military service. Guess who they interviewed?""He must be one of the very few. Oakley will milk it for everything he can. Thanks for these." I tapped the stack of papers. "What about the other thing?" Frances looked very pleased with herself. "Picking it up when I go out to get lunch. Mr. Morris said it restored beautifully after so many years in the vault.""Thank you for seeing to that for me." Frances was a gem of an assistant. She ran my company office like a tight ship. I might organize the security, but that woman kept my business sorted, and I didn't underestimate her worth for an instant."She's going to love it." Frances hesitated at the door. "And did you still want me to clear your schedule for Monday?" "Yes, please. The Mallerton thing tonight and then we leave in the morning for Somerset. We'll drive back M
A call came through just then, pulling me out of my woolgathering moment and back into the very demanding and very urgent present situation of my job responsibilities. The day flew, and before I knew, it was time to get moving. I called Brynne as I was leaving the office to tell her I was on my way. I ex- pected to get a breathless rundown of everything that needed to be done before the thing tonight and our impending trip. I got voice mail instead. So I sent her a short text: On my way home. Need anything? And got no response.I didn't like it and realized right then and there that I would always worry about her. The worry would never go away. I'd heard people say such things about their children. That they didn't know what real worry was until they had someone in their lives important enough to measure the true essence of what it meant to love another person. With that love came the burden of potential loss-a prospect too uncomfortable for me to think much about.Remembering the env
"Ahhh, so you're just using me for my excellent bathroom amenities then?"She giggled and moved her hand down between us to grip over my hard- ening cock. "Excellent amenities all the way around as I see it." I laughed and groaned at the same time, sweeping off her and into the bathroom. "I'll get the hot water started... and I'll be waiting for you in there."I didn't have long to wait before she joined me naked and mind-bendingly sexy as usual, rendering me utterly captive and raging to claim her body with the dominating sex I couldn't seem to control when we were together. My ulti- mate reward and my greatest fear all rolled into one. I'd joked about the gala tonight and sharing her with others, but the statement held far more truth than I wanted to admit. I loathed sharing her with other men who admired her far too much in my opinion.But it was the reality of Brynne, and if she was my girl, then I'd have to learn to take it like a man.We made very good use of the time in that ho
The National Portrait Gallery is a magnificent venue for events and one I am well acquainted with, having been there many times before: working security. sometimes as a guest and once or twice with a date.But never like this.Brynne brought a whole new meaning to the idea of possessiveness. At least for me she did. I thought I might be dead by the end of the night from keeping up with all the people who wanted a piece of her.She looked so beautiful and perfect in her periwinkle lace dress and silvery shoes; every inch the model she was outwardly, but inwardly, that artistic mind of hers was brilliant and respected for the work she did in her field. My girl was a celebrity tonight. It damn well helped to see my gift around her neck too. She is mine, people! Mine! And don't fucking forget it either!The display of Lady Percival was indeed a hit. She'd been set up as a tutorial on the conserving process, as her restoration was only partially complete. And Brynne, of course, was credite
"Hello, Ethan. It's so nice to see you here tonight. I was just asking Ivan about you the other day.""Is that so?" I nodded at her, desperately wishing I remembered her name. "Drink... um...?" I looked down, feeling like an asshole and wanting to be anywhere else at this moment."Priscilla."Well, I got the first letter right. I snapped my fingers and pointed at the ceiling. "Right-Priscilla, can I get you a drink? I'm just about to head back up to the Victorian Gallery." Please say no."Yes! I'd love a Cosmo," she gushed, her eyes lighting up as she perceived some interest on my part. She gave me a thorough looking over and I found it more than uncomfortable. This was something I'd put up with for years from women. I'd done it for the sex, of course. I mean, who will shag you if you don't at least let them admire and pretend to be flattered by their attentions? But re- ally, I didn't like it, and it had been nothing more than a game for me. Before Brynne much of what I'd been doing
"I need to have something along the lines of what you're having." He waved off and left for the bar.I nursed my vodka for a few more minutes before deciding a smoke would be just the thing. Brynne was still too busy to be interrupted, so I found Neil and told him where I was headed. I located an exit door down at street level, propped it open just enough so I could get back in the same way I'd gone out, and stepped into the cool, fresh night.The clove tasted so fine I think I got a tad hard. Just a few more hours and we'd be on our way out of London and I'd have her all to myself. The city lights and sounds were a comfort swirled with the scented smoke that wrapped around me like a cloak. As I stood there and indulged in another coffin nail. I wondered how I'd ever get off the smokes completely. I was really trying to limit my consumption, but I'd been at it for so long, I just didn't know how to let go completely. Addiction was a powerful component of the body and the spirit. And t
"I'm here," came a weak reply, but praise the angels, it was her!"Baby! Thank Christ..." I tried the knob again. "Let me in. We have to go!" The door latch clicked and I wasted no time wrenching open the final barrier between me and my girl. I would have torn it off and thrown it if I'd had the ability.She stood there looking pale, with her hand over her mouth, sweat dotting her forehead, in her beautiful periwinkle dress. The most gorgeous color in the whole bloody world right now! Maybe forever. I didn't think I would ever forget how I felt in this moment. The stark relief at finding her just about took me to my knees in thankfulness."What's going on with the fire alarm?" she asked. "Are you okay?" I wrapped my arms around her, but she pressed a hand to my chest to keep a distance. "I just threw up, Ethan. Don't get too close." She kept one hand over her mouth. "I don't know what's wrong with me. Thank the gods I remembered about this bathroom being so close by. I was in here ben