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“You’re early,” Amelia said with one hand on her hip, the other holding her silk robe closed.
Perfect.
“Correct,” Jack said, stepping inside the house, taking her in his arms and kicking the door shut. She squealed seconds before his mouth slammed down on hers and swept his tongue inside.
Even more perfect.
Amelia softened against him as he picked her up, spun them around, and pressed her into the door. Kissing her like a hungry man, although he liked to think he did it with finesse, Jack slid his hand down her back and over her ass, tucking her hard against his cock.
She let out a moan as his lips released hers.
“Tonight, you’re falling asleep with my cock inside you.” He growled.
“I’m sure it won’t bethatboring,” Amelia replied dryly, her eyes glistening mischievously.
“Cheeky,” he said, as his mouth covered hers once more. Then he patted her ass and said, “Now show me this art of yours.”
“No,”
“Yes,”
“Let me get dressed and I’ll contemplate it,” Amelia said. “The coffee is fresh if you want a cup.”
He watched her ass as she walked down the hall, waving him into the living area. Jack knew Amelia was from a wealthy family, and the address she’d given itself spoke volumes, but as he looked around at the exquisite home, he was impressed.
And he was a regular visitor to the White House.
The stately house had high ceilings, plush carpets, and was richly decorated with a mix of bold colors and neutrals.
Somehow, it worked.
She had less artwork than he’d been expecting, and the vast number of family photographs spoke to how important they were to her.
In the corner of the room stood a giant Christmas tree with piles of gifts under it. At least a dozen Christmas cards already lined her mantlepiece.
The vibe was warm, inviting, and luxurious.
As he continued walking through the room, Jack eyed the large woolen mat in front of the fireplace and wondered if she’d ever made love there. And if the man, or men, knew how lucky he’d been.
Because Amelia was special. There was something about her Jack couldn’t put a finger on, but he knew he wasn’t going to forget her easily.
Or if he wanted to.
The kitchen was as impressive as the rest of the house. He quickly found a mug and poured himself a coffee, walking over to the windows and looking out across the landscaped yard. In the summer, it would be a great place to socialize. Right now, it was a winter wonderland with large snow-covered trees under a crystal blue sky. The early sun was shining, creating a warm orange glow on the horizon. A little like the glow in his heart every time he’d thought of Amelia yesterday.
Only dulled by Cindy Event and the dark cloud that had brought to his life.
While he’d slept well, he woke, rehashing his dreams. One minute he had Amelia in his arms, the next, Cindy was on his cock while he tried to rip her off it.
Not fun.
Jack had gone over and over it when he returned home from his mom’s last night. Cindy had worked for him for years, and while she was a good assistant, he didn’t know her well personally. Not enough to ascertain if she would take advantage of this situation. She wouldn’t be the first woman to try to extort a powerful, wealthy man for money.
Or trap him into something more permanent.
Jack had fucked up. He knew that. He’d known it the moment he’d finished spilling his seed. But he’d trusted she was telling the truth when she said she was on birth control.
Now, he was going to pay for it.
