The Echoes of Destiny - the Beginning (6 page)

I was mad with myself for almost letting him go at it with me, and I
hit his hands off me. “No Jason, I
wanna
go home, let
me be.”

“I guess you are right this time.” He reached for the hemline of my
blouse and straightened my blouse, before pulling my skirt back down and
smoothing away the creases. He then got his shirt and put it back on, before
fixing his ponytail to look more orderly.

“You okay girl?” he said getting a hold of my chin, and forcing my face
to look upwards and face him.

“Do I look like I am okay?” I asked furiously, jerking my head away
from him. I was still burning with lust, my body still wanting to get back into
the position in which we had been, but now that some of my common sense had
come back to me, my mind said no. I went to the door and reached for my purse
on the floor, just as Jason also reached for it.

“Dina, you are the most adorable woman that I have ever seen, and I
really
wanna
make you come like you have never done
before. I
wanna
fuck you until you beg me to stop.”

I loved hearing the words that he was saying to me. “I can’t take it
upon you for being so smooth.” I knew that I was not in any way offended by
what he had just said. The urgency with which he wanted to fuck me so badly
actually acted as an aphrodisiac, and I could barely stand firmly on my legs. I
really had to get him in me before I died from all this want and lust that I
was feeling. He was the right person for me according to my body, even though
my mind thought otherwise. I had to get away from there before I pulled him
into my arms.

“I have to drop off the elevator key in my
office,
maybe we could meet downstairs and go somewhere where we can pick up where we
left off, what do you say?”

“Over my dead body Jason.”
In truth I
wanted to tell him that I could even accompany him to his office, before we
made off for the nearest place that we could make out.

“Come on Dina.”

 
“Don’t push it Jason, I lost my
mind for a minute there, but I still don’t
wanna
do
it.”

“I know you do Dina,” he said unlocking the door, “why don’t we get out
of here and talk about this later before they lock us in the building.”

As the door flew open, we found stewards cleaning the other conference
room, and they all looked at us with those knowing looks. It was as if they
knew what we had been up to, and I began wondering if they would smell my pussy
juices when they got to the room, because due to the huge discharge, I had
smelled it myself.

I made a beeline for the exit, and headed to the elevators with Jason
hot on my heels. I wanted to go home and just relax with a huge glass of wine
to cool off my heat. As I reached the elevators, Jason put his arm around my
waist, catching my hip, and not wanting to cause a scene since the guards were
watching, I waited until we were in the elevator, before pulling away from him.

“I’ll meet you downstairs Dina, okay?”

“I have other plans.”

“Tomorrow is a weekend, how about then?”

“I have other plans.”

“With whom Dina?” he asked getting
infront
of
me, and digging his eyes deep into mine.

“Whoever it is, is none of your--”

“
Shh
,” he interrupted me, covering my mouth
with his hand, “just tell me when and where. When you look at me do you think
that I am just about to give up?”

I was dying to tell him that I was ready to be his that very moment,
but my stubborn nature persisted, even though I did not know if I could win the
battle of wills with him. I could feel my body shivering a little inside, and I
desperately wanted to jump into his arms and have him make love to me right
there in the lift.

“Jason, I think we have both had a long day, and we need to cool off a
little. Let’s take some time to think this over, okay!”

The elevator finally got to the ground floor, and I dashed out
expecting him to follow me, but to my disappointment, he stayed inside as the
doors shut again. My mind was a mess. I had unsatisfied desire, and I really
needed an avenue out. If I did not get Jason Donovan soon, I was going to go
crazy. My body was still on fire as I made my way home, remembering that I had a
date with daddy.

Pat arrived to pick me up on time, opening the door to the Bentley for
me as I greeted him. He then slid behind the wheel and drove me to the downtown
hotel where I was to have dinner with daddy. Twenty minutes later, I was seated
in a private dining room with dinner for two set on the table. Daddy walked in
shortly after my arrival looking distinguished as usual. His hairline was
turning silver, while his eyes were a warm blue, sharp with intelligence. He
took time out of his busy schedule to keep fit, and he was looking in superb
shape as he came and kissed me on the cheek. “You look lovely as always, baby
doll.”

“Thank you daddy.”
I resembled
my mom, my blonde hair and brown eyes a complete replica of her. I always reminded
him of the most precious thing in his life, my mother. He took a seat opposite
me, aware that the backdrop of New York was behind him.

“Eat girl,” he commanded in the kind of tone that was used by all men
of power, and I wondered if he’d had the same drive that Jason had when he was
his age.
The drive of never giving up until they succeeded in
getting what they wanted.

I picked up my fork and knife and began devouring the baked pasta and
cheese, using the opportunity to take my mind off Jason. I also realized how
ravenous I was, probably due to all the lust and desire that I had been
feeling.

“Dina my love, I noticed that you were in Brooklyn recently, and it
really had your mother and I worried.”

“Come again?” I asked in surprise.

Daddy took a sip of his wine and leaned back in his seat, his face
taking on the look that suggested that I would not like what he was going to
say. “Your mother and I were not very pleased when you went for dinner in
Brooklyn. It took me very long to
calm your mother down. I had to assure her that I would
ensure that you conduct yourself in a safer manner—“

“Hold it
right there, how did you guys know where I was?” I asked
,
putting my fork down, as my appetite jumped out of the window.

“We tracked
your phone my dear.” He was casual in his reply made my stomach start churning,
and I felt like throwing up the dinner that I had just eaten. He made me feel
ill.

“You
what?”
I fumed,
sinking into my seat. “I am a grown up, how can you spy on me?”

“Your
mother insisted that we keep a tab on you for your safety. It gives her a peace
of mind.”

“That is
not healthy at all
daddy
, and you know that. Is she
still seeing Dr. Silverstein?”

“I am
afraid so.”

“Now I see
,
he must be the one telling her to spy on me.”

“I have no
way of knowing, Dina.”

I knew that
he had no way of knowing. All that my daddy did was to spoil her silly with his
tons of money. I wondered why he had let her obsession to protect me go to such
levels, even if I was an only child. “She is going to have to set me free daddy.
I’m a grown woman, and you both are going to have to take that into
consideration, because I can’t have you monitoring my every move.”

“I have
made arrangements with my bodyguard Pat, and he will be at hand to drive you to
those dangerous parts of the city whenever you need to go there.”

“Daddy, I
have a right to my privacy, it is a part of the law in this country.” I pulled
my seat backwards and stood up. “You make me sick.”

“Will you
sit down and
eat,
we are both worried that you are not
eating enough too.”

“That is
something that you will have to get over, daddy.” I dropped my napkin on the
table and stormed out of the room angry with the way that the evening had gone.
Pat was at the reception waiting for me, and he followed me. I knew better than
not to tell him I could make the journey home on my own. He never took orders
from anyone else except daddy.

Pat drove
me home, while I boiled in the backseat. I was furious at my parents for taking
such drastic measures such as tracking me via my cell phone, just to ensure
that I was safe. I took my cell phone out of my bag and threw it on the floor
of the car. I knew that they loved me, and I really appreciated that, but they
were taking their obsession with my safety too much.

Early in
the morning, I received a phone call on the landline from my mom. “Dina honey,
how are you? Pat says that you forgot your cell phone in the car last night.”

She sounded
tense, and I could picture her pacing the living room nervously. “Hi mom, how
are you?”

“I’m doing
great sweetheart,” she replied. Her voice was as usual, vibrant and girlish,
and if you did not know her, you could think that it was a teenager’s. “I
instructed Pat drop off your cell phone
..”

I had been
thinking about getting a new phone, and forwarding all my calls to the new
number to put what my parents were doing. “Is that what Dr. Silverstein has
been telling you to do, stalk me?”

There was a
deathly silence on the other end of the line. “Honey, even Dr. Silverstein
knows that we have your best interests at heart.”

Putting my
hand on my forehead, I said, “Maybe on your next appointment, we should meet
him together again.”

“That is
okay, I will let him know. How is your new job going?”

I was glad
that she had changed the subject. “I really like it mom.”

“Is your
new boss treating you well?”

“Mom, I
couldn’t ask for a better boss, he is the best.”

“Well, what
of your workmates, any handsome ones that you have set your eyes on?”

“Yes, but
they are all taken.”

“I can
imagine how you feel, the good ones are always taken,” she said, laughing. Her
laughter always brightened up my mood as it was infectious.

“Damn it.
The good ones always are.” She laughed and my smile widened. “Will you be
attending the thanksgiving dinner at the Ritz?”

“I can’t
miss that for anything, I can’t wait to see you there.”

Janine
Garcia was a woman who never lacked male attention at parties. She always made
sure that she was elegantly dressed, and the beauty that she still was, she
commanded a lot of interest from especially the men. She knew that, and she
used her sexuality to secure new deals for her companies, as well as my
daddy’s. At times I found it hard how Juan Garcia, my father didn’t get
jealous. I presume it is what they call true love.

“Well then,
we have a date, you, me and Shane. I need to get you to a spa to get you
looking
pretty,
you never know how many handsome men
will be there. I’m sure you also need a massage to relax that body of yours.”

 
“I would love that mom, and I am sure Shane
will love it too.”

“Beautiful,
I will send a car to your place around
eleven, that
okay with you?”

“Sure mom,
we will be ready,” I replied. The thought of meeting my mother actually excited
me.

Shane had
gone to town to deliver some packages, and the thing that I needed the most at
that moment, were a hot bath and an orgasm. I don’t know why the thought of an
orgasm kept coming back to me ever since I met Jason Donovan, but I did not
mind. He had re-introduced a new definition of erotic madness in my life, and I
did not care if he knew that I was just about to masturbate thinking of him.

My phone
rang shortly after my mother had hang up, and I debated ignoring it since I
presumed that it had to be my mother again, but something made me take the call
anyway. “Hello, may I help you?”

“Hi
beautiful, I was thinking of you all night, and so I called the operator at the
office for your apartment phone number.”

Jason
Donovan’s raspy voice brought a certain relief to me as I realized that I had
been longing to hear it that morning.
God.
I felt like
I had somehow become addicted to
him,
and it both
thrilled and scared me.

"I can
still feel your scent on my body Dina. I can still taste you in my mouth. I had
a hard time sleeping last night, as all that I could do was toss and turn. The
ball is now in your court,
tell
me your terms.”

“Okay,” I
mummered
, “Let me think about my terms.”

I left him
in a state of suspense, the minute feeling like an hour as I smiled at myself.
“Hmmm
..
I can’t think of anything, but I can tell you
what, why don’t you go and look for a woman who will practically worship you.
Fuck her until
neither of you can stand, and
on
Monday, you will be completely over me.”