Deceptive Nights (11 page)

“
I don’t approve of this,”
Patricia said at the door. “Is he going to help?”

“
Yes, he will.” Phoebe
didn’t bother to open her eyes. “When you get a chance tomorrow can
you close the entire account? Call me on my cell phone with the new
account information and I’ll have the money go into the account by
the end of the day.”

“
I don’t like it, Phoebe,
and I wish you had told me how you got the money the first time. I
would have never allowed you to do it.”

“
I’m a grown woman, Mother.
You really couldn’t have stopped me if you wanted to.”

“
I don’t want you to do
this for me. This is no better than...”

Phoebe opened her eyes and looked at Patricia
standing akimbo in the doorway. “What? A prostitute? You always
told me in life you make choices. Some you regret, and others won’t
faze you. Either way you choose those pathways to get by in the
world and you have to live with them. I’m choosing to do this and
it won’t faze me, Mother. This handsome man with a lot of money
wants to make love to me. He wants to give me pleasure and he will
pay for it. I don’t mind it and I won’t allow it to affect me.”

“
Whether or not you know
it, Phoebe, it does affect you. I see the difference at what he
makes you feel and what he does to you. What about the other man?
Can’t he help? Don’t you have some obligation to him?”

“
Lawrence is the last
person I have any commitment to, Mother. I like him, but not in a
sexual way. He just wants to be friends.”

“
That’s crazy,” Patricia.
“Unless that man is gay there is no way you can say he wants to
just be friends with you. You are beautiful inside and out and any
man is a fool to hurt you or use you.”

“
He’s not using me,
Mother,” Phoebe insisted, knowing Patricia was speaking about
Jacoby. “If anything I’m using him. I don’t want to be emotionally
involved with anyone right now.”

“
But the heart wants what
the heart wants.”

Phoebe closed her eyes again. Her father use
to say that all the time. Pulling all her wits about her like a
shield to protect her, she said coldly, “I don’t think I have a
heart anymore, Mother.”

Patricia didn’t say anymore. She left her
daughter be for the rest of the night.

Chapter 15

She spoke with Madeline at six o’clock that
morning. Phoebe lied with the excuse that one of the twins was ill
and she needed to stay at home in case their temperature became
worse. Madeline told her to keep her cell phone on in case she
needed anything. Simon could handle everything, but he seemed very
disappointed and very reluctant to take over the responsibilities
of the office.

Taking a long hot shower, she washed up
thoroughly and then put on a sweet smelling perfume she always
loved to wear. Donning on black velvet mid-thigh length dress and
matching shoes, it felt odd to wear something like this on a
Thursday morning, but wearing the dress did make her feel quite
seductive.

Going to the mirror, she turned around to see
the outline of her underwear. Biting her lip indecisively, she
removed them and tossed them in the hamper and then looked back in
the mirror. With no stockings, her legs still looked smooth and
toned. Her heels made them look even more attractive and she almost
couldn’t wait to see his expression when he saw her. Sweeping her
deep brown hair in a clip, she allowed the curls to dangle all
about her head giving her a wild seductive look.

Just as she was about to call her cab to get
downtown, the phone rang. She hesitated before answering, praying
it wasn’t him canceling.

“
How are you, Phoebe?”
Lawrence asked on the other line.

She relaxed. “Great, now that I hear your
voice,” she teased playfully.

He laughed genuinely. “Now that’s what I like
to hear from you. You definitely know how to make a man feel
wanted. I was planning on bringing lunch over and keeping you
company for a while, but how about dinner. I could bring it over
for you and the kids.”

“
Lawrence, that’s so sweet,
but my son’s acting real itchy,” she quickly lied. “I’ve been away
from home so much, he probably just needs some Mommy
time.”

“
Are you sure? I really
don’t mind.”

“
I insist on a rain check,
Lawrence.”

“
Well, I do need a favor
for this weekend. I’ve asked Madeline’s permission too.”

“
What kind of favor do you
have that I need Madeline’s permission to fulfill for you?” Phoebe
asked.

He chuckled deeply. “I have a client whose
having this awesome birthday party for his five year old grandson
complete with a circus and on a ranch. I would like the client to
swing my way and if I show up for the party he invited me to attend
with two of the most beautiful twins in Detroit, I am positive he
would love me to death.”

She laughed knowing he was complimenting her
children to earn some brownie points with her. Knowing that she
could read him so well, enforced her belief that she could control
herself when it came to Lawrence and he would be a better catch
than Jacoby with regards to her heart even coming close to being
involved. “When is the party?” she asked.

“
This weekend in Harper
Woods.”

“
That’s a bit of a
way.”

“
Well, that’s why he’s
sending his boat to deliver us up there and bring us back. Plus, we
can leave Friday night and get back by Saturday night all rested
up.”

An overnight with Lawrence as company. It did
seem a bit too much. She knew him, but only over the phone when
they spoke.

He could sense her dilemma. “I’ll be the
perfect gentleman and I even requested separate rooms to be set up
at his guest house for us. Madeline’s going to allow you to leave
early to get home and get the kids ready.”

“
Can I bring my mother? To
help me with the kids.”

“
Of course. I don’t mind.
The more the merrier I always say. So I can pick you up tomorrow
night about seven?”

“
Yes,” she said. “It’s a
date.”

“
I like that.”

She said her goodbyes and hung up with him
wondering if Jacoby had told Lawrence anything about her. Lawrence
didn’t seem like he would be interested in her good girl type of
from all the times he had spoken to her in the past, so his sudden
interest in her could be construed with wariness. Matter of fact,
he had been all business, although he could be attracted to her now
that he had seen her for the first time at the office. Men seemed
to garner interest in her visually initially because she was
impersonal most of the time. Shielding her true self had become
second nature since Daniel left her.

With this pushed to the back of her mind, she
called for her cab and nervously waited to go downtown to the
hotel. When she arrived in the lobby, it was five minutes early and
she took a seat near the front desk. After two minutes, she
couldn’t be still enough to sit and stood up looking at the front
doors to see when he came in.

Large hands pressed on her side, and his body
moved against hers from behind her suddenly. Lips caressed the side
of her neck just under her ear, sending warm chills down her spine.
She knew it was him without even looking behind her.

“
You smell beautiful,”
Jacoby whispered in her ear. “You smell good enough to eat,
Phoebe.”

Facing him, as his arms encircled her waist,
she looked up at his handsome face and her breath caught in her
throat. Seeing him again, made her body tingle all over. She had
missed him, but was too proud to admit it. Moving her arms around
his neck, she softly said, “And will you be tasting me now?”

“
In public? Don’t you think
we’ll cause a scene?” he teased.

With a throaty sensual laughed, she returned
the jest and suggested, “Kissing me on my lips?”

He raised a deep cinnamon brown brow in
wicked amusement. “I wasn’t thinking about those lips.”

She blushed deep red as his mouth captured
hers fully. Her passion quickly came to equal his and by the time
he moved away and looked down in her eyes, he could tell she was
very happy to be there. Taking her hand, he steered her into the
elevator and prayed no one would be in there.

Unfortunately, others came on the elevator.
She moved in front of him, and he pressed his hardened manhood
against her full apple-bottom. She took his hand and moved it under
her dress from the rear to let him know she was bare as a newborn
baby. He softly groaned behind her and she could tell he really
wanted the elevator to hurry up. Once they were on his floor as
soon as the elevator door closed, he swept her up and carried her
to the room kissing her face, neck, and chest. He almost kicked the
door down and slammed it closed once they were inside.

“
You’re going to break the
door,” she giggled amused by his eagerness.

“
Fuck the door,” he
snarled, laying her on the couch kissing her as if it were going to
be his last. She reveled his passion with her own, practically
tearing his clothes off and entwining her legs around his
waist.

Through his anxious kisses, she fought for
control knowing if they didn’t stop he would lose what little
control he had.

“
Wait, Jacoby,” she
whispered desperately.

He groaned again, but didn’t stop meaning he
heard her, but was too far-gone to do anything. He was fighting
with her zipper in the back of her dress trying to get it down, but
it was being stubborn. Cursing under his breath, he gently nudged
her back and pushed her dress up until she was fully exposed to
him.

It was her turn to groan as his finger
pressed deep into her wetness. She gripped his shoulders digging
her nails into his shirt, as her body exploded from his single
touch and when he began to maneuver his hand sending ripples of
pleasurable waves all over her body, she exclaimed her joy to the
heavens, not wanting him to ever stop. Throwing her head back,
closing his eyes, she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Jacoby knew this was his opportunity to catch
her off guard as he moved down and replaced his mouth over her hot
liquid fired womanhood. His arms encircled her thighs and locked
around her hips to keep her in place, as she seemed to scream her
pleasure even louder.

Tears streamed down her face, she was so
overcome with emotions as he pushed her body to the utmost
pleasure. There was no fight to stop him. He had drunk that away
and replaced that with the urge to never let him go.

Even after her orgasm, he didn’t stop giving
her pleasure with his lips and in that moment she knew he enjoyed
it and it made the act even more intimate. This man had found a way
to join so close to her that she knew she would never be able to
resist him. He had the control and she relished in giving in to his
wonderful mouth never wanting him to stop.

Jacoby knew at that moment he had branded her
and he felt like the king of the world. Seeing her body at his
mercy was powerfully arousing and as she wrapped her arms around
his neck and kissed his lips tasting herself on his tongue, Jacoby
had no doubt in his mind when the day was all over, she would be
his.

Now there was no barriers with their
lovemaking and Jacoby was sure he would know she was lying if she
said she had not felt something for him. As he joined with her,
bringing her to even greater heights he relished in every touch
every feeling she gave him and knew he would want to make love to
her forever.

Once he expended himself, joining her in
their own private heaven, Phoebe covered her hands over her
face.

“
Why did you do that?” she
asked looking up at him.

“
Why shouldn’t I have?” he
asked innocently.

Shaking her head, she closed her eyes. “We’re
supposed to be using precautions, Jacoby,” she scolded.

Lightly kissing her neck, he chuckled pulsing
deep within her. She gasped at the sharp tingles that hit her.
“Caution went out the door hours ago, Phoebe.”

Looking through her fingers at him, she
frowned. “What’s that suppose to mean?”

“
If you were so cautious,
young lady, you would have never accepted my offer that night in
the first place.”

Defensively, she said, “I’ve never done that
before in my life and you know my reasons.”

Sarcastically, he said, “Oh yes, your
mother.” Moving away from her abruptly, he stood up from the couch.
“And if you were so cautious this time, why didn’t you insist we
use protection.”

She smiled thoughtfully. “Actually that was
the furthest thing on my mind.”

Helping her up, he narrowed his eyes
suspiciously. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about, Phoebe.
This is all very natural.”

“
No it’s not. People don’t
make love with their clothes on.”

He gave her a look of pure exasperation.
“Whoever put these crazy notions in your head on what people are
suppose to do when they make love Phoebe should be shot.”

“
Would you do the
shooting?” she teased.

“
Gladly. Whatever you
believe or have been told about how to properly make love, I wish
you would throw them out the window, at least when you are with me.
I can’t believe someone would distort you with rules about
lovemaking. When you’re with someone you make the rules up as you
go.”

She warily allowed him to take her hand and
guided her up a small round of stairs off in the opposite direction
of the bedrooms. He glanced back at her and chuckled at the
perplexed expression on her face.