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Chapter Twenty One
Hallie
My dreams that night are a muddled, intoxicating mess.
Calvin and I holding hands as we hurry down the steps of The Met, him in his dashing black tux, me in my wrinkled blue ballgown. Racing back to the limo like two criminals fleeing the scene of their crime, him carrying my clutch because I’m holding my bra and didn’t want to draw attention to it.
Horror and fear turning to reluctant amusement as Calvin’s eyes flashed with mischief. “So, did you have a good time?”
We drink champagne and drive through the city.
I’m exhilarated and a little drunk.
Calvin grabs me and pulls me onto his lap as we near my apartment.
I can feel the hard bulge of his cock under my ass, but I look away and try to pretend I don’t.
He grabs my jaw and wrenches it back, forcing me to look at him.
My stomach pitches from the dark, hungry look in his eyes even after he’s already had me.
We’re almost to my apartment. It’s almost the end.
He tells Hollis to drive around the block.
And then it’s a haze of bunched up fabric and bare limbs. Me on my back in the limo, Calvin between my thighs. My nails digging into the soft, buttery leather as he drives his massive cock into me again and again. His fingers leaving bruises as he holds onto me tight so he can pound even harder.
I’m full of him. So full.
And then ecstasy. Flying high as the orgasm rocked me, as he drove deep and emptied himself inside me for the second time that night.
We pull up in front of my apartment. I’m righting my clothes and hair just in case anybody sees me on the way to my floor.
The endhangs heavy in the air, the last two words that need to be typed on our story. I can feel fingers poised over the keys as I reach for the door handle.
Not Calvin. He still thinks I’ll reconsider. He asks me to one more time.
I shake my head no and climb out of the car.
Once I’m safely out of his reach on the sidewalk, I look in and tell him goodbye.
Goodbye.
I’m alone in my bedroom when I wake up from the dream.
Only it’s not a dream at all. It’s a memory.
A memory of things that actually happened after we left the museum last night, after we got away with something we definitely should not have done.
A night that never should have happened.
At least it’s over now.
It’sallover now. I’ve honored my promise and fulfilled my end of the bargain. Today I’ll make calls about getting my locks changed again so he won’t have a key.
It was a wild ride, but it’s over now and time to get back to my life.
I sit up in bed with my covers still wrapped around me. I run my hands over my face and try to summon some energy to get out of the bed and start my day.
