“Purchase them all and don’t haggle.
This wasn’t his fault and tell him that we will use him for future projects if
we need anything.” Royce closed the file. “I don’t want us to look like we’re
doing something underhanded because his employee was a crook.”
“What are we going to do with nine
buildings? I mean, there is a reason they were all empty. The economy sucks
right now.” Daniel got up to pace. “I know you want to take advantage of the
deal, but nine?”
“I want to use two of them.” Kylie spoke
up then flushed. “I have an idea to use two of them, if it’s okay. I would like
to change them to studios for upcoming artists. A place they can go and work. All
medias too.”
“I like that. Free of charge too. And we
can see if we can get the colleges to give credit to them.” Kasey laughed. “Heck,
I might even give a try at one of them.”
And they were off and running. An hour
later, they had the workings of two studios that would not only give new artists
a place to work, but a gallery to show their work in. In exchange for the usage,
they would have to work for the complex in some capacity until they left. Annamarie
thought that it was brilliant.
“I think there is another project we can
get going too. This is something that Jared and I have often thought of. A
place to get construction experience for kids in high school.” Curtis leaned
back as he continued. “The buildings are going to need some work anyway and the
labor would be spotty at best, but it would be a way to put a bunch of men to
work training and working with kids.”
By lunchtime, they had it covered. Oh
she knew there were going to be issues. What project didn’t have them? But she
loved her kids all the more for what they were willing to put back into the
community. Now all she had to do was get Daniel married off.
Annamarie smiled. Daniel glared at her
and she knew just what he was thinking. He was next. Well, he was, and he was
going to be the most fun of them all.
She didn’t know who she was or what kind
of help she could bring him, but she was sure it was going to be a blast. She
watched the other two women in her son’s lives and smiled. Kasey and Kylie, and
now Joey, were going to make her a grandmother so many times she was going to
need a bigger rocker to rock them all in.
~~~
Jesse reached blindly for the woman in
his bed. He had brought her back here last night and showed her the difference
between sex and making love and had worn them both out. But all he got now was
cold sheets. Opening one eye, he looked around and saw that her side of the bed
was empty. He reached for his cell phone to call Samuel and remembered that
he’d given it to Samuel. Smiling, he got up. If she was gone again he was going
to enjoy beating her lovely ass. He was just pulling on his pants when she came
out of the bathroom.
“I took a bath.” She flushed and
tightened his robe around her. “I was kind of sore and I took a bath.”
“Did I hurt you?” He looked in her face
when she stared at him. He saw panic and terror and something he wasn’t sure
of. “Joey, did I hurt you?”
“No. Not at all. I enjoyed…I was just
sore, that’s all.” She didn’t move, so he went to her. “I thought a bath would
feel good after the tumble I took before you got there.”
She’d told him about the fall. Someone
had hit her too, but she told him that she was all right. He saw the bruise on
her cheek; it was just starting to turn. Jesse ran his finger down the coloring
and lifted her chin up. “So if I said to you let’s go back to bed, it would be
too painful for you and you’d tell me no, right?”
“No,” she nearly screamed at him. She
continued in a much quieter voice. “No. That would be fine with me. If that’s
what you want. I enjoyed last night. A lot. Did you?”
He brushed his mouth over hers slowly,
touching but not tasting her. When she sighed against his mouth, he felt the
heat of it scorch his skin. He pulled her closer to him and wrapped his hands
around her waist.
“I’d very much like to make love to you
again. I was actually thinking that I’d do it in the shower, but since you’ve
already had a bath, I guess that’s not going to—”
“I could use a shower. I just soaked in
the tub so I really didn’t get clean.” She took a step back then another. He
watched as she toyed with the belt. “If you’d like for me to, I could wash your
back for you.”
She untied the belt and then let it fall
to the floor. He watched mesmerized as she opened the front slowly, running her
fingers up and down her skin from her navel to her neck. His cock surged to
life and he growled at her.
“You’re playing with fire, Joey. I mean
it, you keep playing like that and I’ll… mother fuck.”
The robe opened and she let it hang onto
her shoulders for a few seconds before it too fell to the floor. When she stood
before him naked, he watched as she used her hands to lift her breasts, tweak
her nipples, before she let her head fall back on a moan.
“I’m not playing, Jesse. Not at all.” She
raised her head and looked at him through hooded eyes. “Nor am I a slow
learner. I want to play with you. Will you let me?”
His strangled “yes” spilled from his
lips before he could stop it. He was pretty sure she hadn’t planned on anything
but an affirmative answer, but he had thought to be the teacher, not the pupil
in their lovemaking. She was advancing much faster than he’d thought. He
decided to enjoy every second of her.
“Come here then. I want to give you a
bath.” He followed her into the bathroom and noticed the candles burning on
every surface. There was water in the tub and, with it, flower blossoms and
rose petals. There were two towels hanging on the warmer as well.
“You didn’t take a bath, did you?”
She shook her head.
“And you were coming out to get me when
I got up.”
This time, she nodded and touched him.
“You said that I could enjoy myself. I
thought you meant you included. Did you?” She ran her fingers over his nipples
then leaned in and nipped at the left then the right before looking up at him. “I
can stop if you want me to.”
“You are going to pay for this, I hope
you know.” She ran her fingers along the waistband of his pants and he was very
glad he’d opted for lounge pants and not jeans this morning.
“I certainly hope so. Let me help you
undress.” She had his pants off in record time. Every time he reached for her,
she’d step back. “No, this is for you this time. When you touch me I can’t
think. I want to take you there for a change.”
“Say it to me again. Tell me and I’m all
yours.” He clenched his teeth together when she brushed her hair against his
cock when she dropped down to take his pants the rest of the way off. “Joey?”
“I love you, Jesse Hunter, and will
marry you as soon as you can arrange it.” He nearly fell over when she licked
his cock from tip to root. He grabbed the counter and tried to stay upright
while she sucked him into her mouth.
“Christ.” He wanted to wrap his hand
into her hair and help her let him fuck her, but he was afraid. If he touched
her, would she quit or would she finish him off by not quitting? “Joey, please,
let me fuck you.”
She looked up at him, his cock
glistening with her salvia, and winked. He wasn’t sure what that meant, but he
was pretty sure she wasn’t going to let him do what he needed.
When she pulled away and leaned back on
her heels he tried to catch his breath. But she wasn’t finished with him just
yet. When she stood up and leaned over the counter, her ass presented to him,
he nearly swallowed his tongue.
“You can fuck me, but don’t come. And
when I say to stop, you have to stop.” She looked at him through the mirror. “If
you don’t stop or come before I say so, then I won’t ever do this again. Okay?”
“Yes. I’ll behave.” Or he’d behave as
well as he could. Walking up behind her, he marveled how she fit him. Her pussy
was right there for him, his cock ready to enter her. Slowly, he moved into her
sheath, pulling out a little with every move forward. He felt sweat run down
his spine and had a thought that his plan to drive her over the edge quickly
was backfiring. He gripped her hips and pulled her back to him as he surged
forward. He looked at her in the reflection.
She was beautiful. Her nipples were hard
and long and every time he moved into her or out, they would sway in time to
his thrusts. She bit her lip, worried it as he quickened his pace, her eyes
dark with lust. When she screamed out his name, tightened around his cock, he
watched as she came, her climax rushing over her entire body. He could feel his
own balls tighten to his body, felt the warm rush of his own climax coming when
she told him to stop.
He stopped. He was sure if either of
them moved right now, he’d come, but for now he was stopped. When she stood and
pulled away from him and his cock, he whimpered. He was on the point of begging
when she turned, dropped to her knees, and took him into her mouth. He couldn’t
think, couldn’t do anything but wait for her to give him permission. When it
came, her release on him, his cock let go and he filled her throat.
Over and over he fucked her luscious
mouth. His climax seemed to go on forever then she reached between his legs and
cupped his balls, bringing another climax hard from him.
When he finished, his body drained, he
fell back against the counter and held on. If she touched him again right now,
he would die. He wasn’t kidding himself either. She’d nearly done so already.
Taking his hand, she led him to the tub.
The water was warm, almost hot, when he stepped in and he watched as she
entered behind him. When she asked him to sit she moved to in front of him and
into his lap. Neither of them said anything for a long while.
He reached for the large sponge on the
edge of the tub and filled it with soap. He’d have to have her get something
that didn’t smell like him soon. Or maybe not. He liked the thought of her
carrying his scent. When he lifted her arm to wash her, she started talking.
“I want you to know that if you think I
need you to marry me, I don’t. I mean, I love you, but you don’t have to feel
you have to marry me.”
He washed her other arm then she lifted
her leg. He wanted to run his tongue down its length to her center, but his
body wasn’t having it. She’d drained him.
“I have to marry you and that’s final. I
have plans that you have to help me with.” He put more soap on the sponge as he
washed her other leg. “I want to be in politics soon. That is one of the
reasons I went out on my own. First to see if I could do it, secondly to see if
I could succeed at being on my own.”
She turned slightly. “Won’t my
background hurt your chances at being president? I mean, I don’t exactly have a
stellar background.”
“I didn’t say president. I said
politics. There’s a big difference in the two. I was thinking more of being the
state representative.”
She turned all the way this time and
stared at him with a furrow in her brow. He couldn’t imagine what was going
through her head, but figured she’d tell him soon enough. When she did, he
nearly laughed.
“And what’s wrong with you being
president? Nothing. You don’t aim for the middle ring when the top one is open
to you. You have just as much right to be the big guy as I do your missus big
guy.” She turned around and took the sponge from him. “Besides, what would my
grandmother say if my husband didn’t try very hard? She’d tell you that I
slowed you down. And our children? What would they think of their daddy if he
settled? No, you’re going to go for the White House or nothing at all.”
Jesse laughed. His entire body was
relaxed, sated, and happy. He pulled her around to him and kissed her on the
mouth. He adjusted her so that she was straddled across his lap and pulled her
to him. “I love you, Joey Foster. I love you with all my being and will be
honored if you would allow me to make you missus big guy.”
“Well, of course you will. How silly
would that be if I wasn’t? You need someone to bathe you.”
They spent the entire day together. Samuel
pampered his friend Lowell and the other man seemed to bask in it. Lowell
promised to show her how to cook some easy things, and she promised to show him
how to fight. The phone rang at around four and he answered it with a light
heart.
“I was wondering if you and Joey could
come over for dinner. We’ve been making plans and I’d like to get you up to par
before we move completely out. The family is going to need your help on a few
things. Are you up for it?” Jesse watched Joey try to toss hash browns in the
air and catch them in a skillet before he answered his brother Daniel.
“Why don’t you all come here? Joey is
learning to cook and Samuel was just saying that we’ve never entertained here. I
have an announcement to make.” He smiled when his brother was quiet. “Have I
rendered you speechless?”
“You’re going to do it, aren’t you? You’re
going to run for state representative, aren’t you? Hot damn, I knew it. I can’t
tell you how happy—”
“That’s not all of it. Joey has her
heart set on the White House. I can’t disappoint her. She wants to pick out a
dinnerware pattern.” His brother was no longer quiet, but laughing. Jesse
wasn’t sure if he should be offended or not and nearly asked him what the fuck
was so funny.