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“You mean there’s something better than this?” I said, gazing around.
“Oh, yeah.”
He took my hand and led me to another door, at the foot of the stairs, opening it inwards and flicking on the lights before standing back and letting me enter. My mouth dropped open, and I stared up at his smiling face, before gazing back into the room… at the shelves and shelves of books.
“You have another library?”
“Of course.” He grabbed me then, pushing me back against the wall, and kissed me. Hard. “It’s… so… good to… have you… here.” He spoke between breathless kisses as he ripped my blouse and bra from my body, leaving them and his t-shirt in a trail, walking me backwards, further into the room, until we hit the couch, where he sat me down on its wide, flat arm. I was panting with need and reached out to undo his pants, but he got there first, releasing his erection into my hand. His eyes widened as I stroked him, while he leaned in and unfastened my jeans, waiting for me to raise my ass, so he could pull them down, along with my panties.
“Lie back,” he growled, and I looked over my shoulder to see the arm of the couch was more than wide enough to accommodate me, letting myself fall back onto it. He pulled me forward a little, lowering his pants and trunks, and entered me, letting his head rock back. “That’s so fucking good…” He looked down at me again. “You’re so fucking good.”
I smiled. “Can I see your bedroom?”
“Now?”
I nodded my head, smiling, and he took my hands, sitting me up, although he didn’t break the connection between us, even when he lifted me into his arms. He kicked off his pants and shoes and I wrapped my legs around him as he walked us back out the door and straight up the stairs. His room was the last one we came to, and he opened the door, flicking on the lights and letting us in to the enormous space, which was dominated by his vast bed. I barely had time to notice the pale gray drapes, the wooden floor, or the crisp white bedding before he carried me over and lowered us to the mattress.
“You like it up here?” he said, moving inside me.
I ran my hands up his arms. “I like it anywhere with you.”
He grinned. “I’ll make you prove that… later.”
He did, too.
Since then, I’ve only gone back to my apartment to collect clothes and check my mail. When we’re not at his house in Newport, Hunter and I spend the rest of our time at his apartment, and he’s made love to me in just about every room… on just about every surface. He even took me on the circular table in the lobby, one evening in that first week, when we got home from work, and he kissed me in the elevator. By the time the doors opened, he’d already started undressing me, and there was no way we were going to make it as far as the living room, let alone the bedroom.
It’s been glorious, and just thinking about it makes me smile. It also sets my body on fire, and part of me wants to walk into Hunter’s office and tell him to forget about lunch, and keeping our secret. I know that wouldn’t be wise, though. In fact, it would be foolhardy. We can wait… at least until we get to Newport tonight. It’s hot today, so maybe he’ll feel like a shower… or better still, a bath, in that most perfect of bathtubs…
We could even have a dip in the pool…
“Tell Mr. Bennett I’d like to see him.”
I startle, looking up at the man in front of me. I’d say he’s in his early sixties, smartly dressed, in what appears to be an expensive suit, with salt and pepper hair and a deep tan.
“I’m sorry. You don’t have an appointment, so…”
“I don’t care about goddamn appointments. Theodore Bennett and I go way back. We’re…”
“Did you say Theodore Bennett?” I interrupt him, frowning.
“Yes. This is still his office, isn’t it?”
“No.” Oh dear… this is awkward. “I’m sorry, but I’m afraid Theodore Bennett passed away.”
The man’s face pales. “But… but that’s not possible,” she says, pushing his fingers back through his hair and shaking his head. “I mean… I’ve waited all this time.”
He’s becoming agitated, and I get to my feet. “I’m sorry, but…”
“You’re sorry?” He raises his voice, glaring at me. “You’re fucking sorry?”
He’s probably just under six feet tall and very intimidating, but I’m determined to stand my ground. “There’s no need to speak to me like that.”
“Oh? Really? Do you have any idea what I’ve…”
“What’s going on here?” I jump at the sound of Hunter’s voice. He’s standing in the doorway to his room, just like he did a few minutes ago, only now he’s frowning, his eyes darkened. I feel relieved he’s here, but also a little ashamed that I couldn’t handle this situation by myself.
“Hunter, I…”
