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Glancing at Ana, I can see that she isn't frightened at all. Taking her hand in mine, we sprint toward a man being pinned to the ground by two burly guys. Soon, shouts fill the air, and the pungent stench of pepper spray hangs heavy. Now, everyone is running, including Ana and me. Still hand in hand, we reach safety, laughing as we dash down the street, evading the police. Pausing to catch our breath, I compose myself long enough to take a good look at her.
Her hair and clothes are drenched in sweat. She doesn’t seem to mind, as she is laughing heartily, looking at me.
It’s addictive having her this close to me. The steady, low simmer I feel around her turns to molten hot need.
Take it easy, man.
After a deep breath, I look for something to divert my attention. But there is no denying the slow swell in my pants.
I look at her captivating body, her T-shirt revealing two delicious pebbles gracing the voluptuous curve of her breast. I want to touch her.
She is your employee.
“I never would have expected this behavior from you, Ana!” I almost growl, keeping my eyes locked with hers. “Even with the police crashing the party, this entire day has been thrilling,” I add.
I want to take her home, drink her in, and watch her fall apart while I fill her to the hilt.
Regaining her composure and keeping my gaze, she responds, “I didn't invite the police, but I'm glad you're enjoying yourself!”
I know another way I could be enjoying myself.
She is still looking at me, dangerously close, defiant, as if daring me. I allow myself to eye fuck her, raking her body with my gaze.
This is inevitable.
I want to take her, never mind the consequences. My hand reaches for her waist, and I pull her close. Her surprised gasp causes a roil of heat to seep through my muscles. As I become captivated by the depths of her blue eyes, I crush my lips against hers, and we both shudder.
She is tender and welcoming, parting her lips slightly and letting my tongue tease her. I press her against a building, letting her feel my hardness, as if giving her a promise.
She puts her hand on my chest and hesitates. Then she pushes me away decisively. Before I have a chance to stop her, she swiftly takes off, leaving me drenched and rock hard.
Amid the chaos of protesters rushing past and the police continuing to douse the crowd with water and pepper spray, I lose sight of her.
* * *
On Sunday morning,sun rays peer through the shades and dance playfully on the bed covers. As I sit up in my spacious king-sized bed, I look at the clock and realize I slept way past my normal waking hour. The memory of yesterday's kiss lingers vividly, and I run my tongue over my lips, longing for another taste.
Yet, I shouldn't concern myself with romantic relationships. Even Veronica, who initially agreed to a casual liaison, became clingier and demanding. The last time we saw each other, I told her that our relationship had run its course, and that we would not be seeing each other anymore. She wasn’t happy, but the only girl who deserves my full attention is my daughter.
Anticipating a kitchen covered in flour, milk, and eggs, I breathe a sigh of relief upon discovering Addison quietly enjoying her cereal while engrossed in her book. The television in the background fills the room with morning news shows.
“Dad, I placed the paper on your chair,” Addison chimes in, without taking her eyes off her tablet.
Preferring a cup of coffee over food, I settle at the kitchen table, facing my daughter, and delve into the Sunday paper.
“Dad! Is that you at yesterday's protest?” Addison sounds amused as she points to the newspaper I'm reading.
Perplexed, I lower the paper, my curiosity piqued. Flipping to another page, my breath catches in my throat before eventually settling within my chest.
Fuck! Me!
But I knew this was likely to happen. Hoped for it, even.
I check my emails and see ten messages from different board members requesting an urgent meeting.
Way to go, geezers!
Grinning to myself, I set up a video call, including my father. If nothing else, he will appreciate that I am not only taking action, but also accepting responsibility for the outcome.
