Текст книги "Something About Lorelei"

Автор книги: Sandi Lynn

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Chapter Sixteen

Lorelei

As I stood there nervously, I didn’t know what to think. Okay, I lied. I was beyond happy that Jack was interested in me. I was attracted to him just as much as he was attracted to me. No matter how hard I tried to fight it, it was a losing battle. Every day I saw him, the attraction grew stronger. I kept hearing my mother’s voice inside my head. “Tonight, you’re not a mother. Go be that young girl who always liked to have a good time.”

I walked over to where he was standing. His eyes were pleading and had a look of distress. It was a look I hadn’t seen since I’d met him. Courage found its way to me as I wrapped my arms around his neck and softly brushed my lips against his, a move that would ultimately lead to a bad ending.

He placed his hand on my cheek as our eyes locked intently on each other. Tilting his head and lowering it, his lips gently met mine. He was unsure. I could tell. But I started it and he was going to damn well finish it. Our soft and gentle kiss turned into a passionate one before too long. His hand wrapped around the nape of my neck as he pulled me closer. His lips were soft and warm, the type that sent the most exhilarating sensation between my legs. It was done. The line had been crossed and there was no going back.

****

Jack

Kissing her was everything I dreamed it would be. The way our lips moved together in sync and the way our tongues tangled against each other overwhelmed me. I’d kissed a million women in my lifetime, but kissing Lorelei was different. My cock immediately rose to the occasion without hesitation. I needed to be inside her. I needed to feel her naked body against mine. I was willing to forsake everything for this one night. One night with her was all I needed. But not yet. Not now. Not here.

I broke our kiss and placed my palm on her cheek. With a smile, I spoke, “We better get back out there before someone notices we’re missing.”

“Good idea.” She gently smiled.

“You go first so no one suspects anything. I’ll be out in a few minutes.”

“Okay.” She nodded her head and, as she was about to walk away, I grabbed her hand. She turned around and looked at me. Our eyes stared into each other’s and no words were needed. I let go of her hand and she left.

I took in a sharp breath and waited for my cock to go down. I felt winded. If she made me feel like this with one kiss, I couldn’t wait to find out how she made me feel while I was buried deep inside her. I walked out of the room and saw Garrett at the end of the hall. He looked at me with concern.

“What were you doing in there?” he asked.

“I just had to get away from everyone and collect my thoughts after what you told me.”

“I called Ron Lee, the private investigator. He’s going to start on this right away and find that son of a bitch.”

“Good. And what about Finn, Muir, & Abernathy?”

“I called Tim and he’s putting us in touch with Avery Lewis, an associate there.”

“Why the fuck isn’t one of the partners handling it?”

“He said if anyone could get the job done, it’s her.”

I sighed. “He better be right.”

We walked to the bar together just as the staff brought out Coco’s birthday cake and everyone gathered around and sang “Happy Birthday.” I looked across the room at Lorelei as her smile shined brighter than the twenty-nine birthday candles that lit up the cake. Once the candles were blown out and everyone clapped, I walked over to Lorelei and handed her a drink.

“I figured you could probably use one more.”

“Are you trying to get me drunk, Mr. Sutton?” The corners of her mouth curved upwards.

“Of course not. Why would I do such a thing?” I winked.

****

Lorelei

Liquid courage. It was what I needed after that intense kiss we shared. He took my breath away and left my body craving more. A craving that I hadn’t felt in so long; if ever, to be honest. There was something about Jack Sutton that mesmerized me. He was the magnetic field and I was the electrical charge that was drawn to him.

“I think I need some fresh air,” I spoke.

“Are you feeling okay?” he asked.

“Yes. It’s just a little warm in here.”

I began to walk out of the club and Jack followed behind. Once the doors opened and I stepped out into the cool air, I felt like I could breathe again.

“Better?”

“Yes. Much better.” I smiled. “You don’t have to stay out here. Go back inside and enjoy the party.”

“Nah. I’m good. How about if I call Tony to pull the car around and we go back to my place for a drink?”

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea, Jack. I think I’m just going to catch a cab and head home. It’s getting late.”

He placed his hands in his pockets and looked down at the ground. “Yeah. Maybe you’re right. But please let me take you home. I think I’ll head home myself.”

“Are you sure? I don’t mind taking a cab.”

He looked at me with a small smile. “I’m positive.” He pulled his phone from his pocket and called Tony to bring the car around. After slipping his phone back in his pocket, he took off his suitcoat and wrapped it around my shoulders.

“You look like you’re cold,” he spoke with his hands clasped around my arms.

“Thank you.” I brought my hand up to his and, instantly, my body heated.

He felt it too as he took in a sharp breath. A few moments later, Tony pulled up and Jack opened the door for me. After climbing inside, he shut the door, walked around to the other side, and slid in next to me.

“I think we should talk about what happened earlier,” I spoke as I looked at him.

“Okay. If you would like.” He swept his hand over my cheek.

I gulped.

“I—I—” I fumbled with my words.

“You liked it and you enjoyed it,” he spoke as I saw the corners of his mouth slightly curve upwards.

“Well, yes. I did. But—”

“Shh.” He ran his thumb across my lips. “I did too and I want to do it again.”

He leaned closer to me and my breath hitched. My heart started to pound and my skin began to heat up as if someone had set me on fire. I didn’t tell him no. I couldn’t tell him no because the truth was that I wanted him to kiss me. His lips gently brushed against mine, and soon, his gentle kiss became passionate. Our lips locked and moved together as if we’d been kissing each other forever. His hands cupped my face as his tongue met mine. A low growl escaped him, heightening my desire to want more.

Breaking our kiss, he stared into my eyes. “Please come home with me,” he whispered.

I wanted nothing more than to make love to him, but I was scared. It had been so long and I was afraid I’d disappoint him. But I nodded my head, telling him that I would.

He smiled. “Tony, change of plans. We’re going back to the penthouse.”

He kissed me one last time and pulled me into him. Laying my head on his shoulder, I couldn’t shake the fear that resided inside me. He was used to having sex and I was sure all the women he had been with were experienced. Unlike me, who had only had sex with one person in my lifetime. I was caught up in him, mesmerized by this man like I had never been before.

The limo pulled up to the Park Avenue building. Stepping out, Jack opened the door for me and held out his hand. After helping me out, he never let go and led me inside the large double glass doors.

“Good evening, Mr. Sutton,” a distinguished man spoke.

“Good evening, Blaine. This is Miss Flynn.”

Blaine gave me a nod and smiled. “It’s nice to meet you, Miss Flynn.”

“Thank you. Nice to meet you too.”

Jack led me to the elevator and inserted his key, which took us up to the fiftieth floor. Once the doors opened, we stepped into the beautiful dimly lit foyer.

“Is the elevator the only way up here?”

“No. I have a front door right over there. This elevator is a private one with a key or a code. Welcome to my home, Lorelei.”

I looked around at the light gray walls that were graced elegantly with white crown molding throughout. Taking his suitcoat off my shoulders, I handed it to him and he threw it across the chair as we stepped into the living room. Gray modern furniture, which was placed perfectly, surrounded the area. Ceiling-to-floor windows took up the entire room, creating a panoramic view of New York City. It was probably the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen.

Chapter Seventeen

Jack

Seeing Lorelei standing in my living room made me happy. I made the right decision bringing her to my home. Walking over to her, I softly kissed her bare shoulder from behind as she stood in front of the window and looked out into the brightly lit city. Her head tilted to the side, allowing me access to her beautiful neck. My lips traveled around her soft skin as she brought her hand up and placed it on the back of my neck. My hands could no longer control themselves as they roamed up and down her side, feeling her slender body and aching to feel her naked skin against them.

“You’re so beautiful, Lorelei,” I whispered as I kissed the tip of her ear.

When she turned around to face me, I got lost in her blue eyes. Our lips met once again and I bent down and picked her up, carrying her upstairs to my bedroom. This was a first for me and my instincts told me that it was okay. Setting her down in front of the bed, I reached around and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the ground. I gasped when I saw her perfectly round supple breasts and my mouth instantly traveled to them. When I wrapped my lips around her hardened nipple, she moaned.

“There’s something I need to tell you, Jack,” she spoke.

“What is it, baby?” I continued to explore her breast.

“I’m really nervous.”

I looked at her with concern. “About what?”

“This. What’s going to happen in a few moments if we keep doing this.”

“You mean sex? Why would you be nervous about having sex?”

“Because it’s been a while.” She frowned.

“How long?” I tilted my head.

****

Lorelei

I stood there nervously debating whether or not I should tell him the honest truth. I could just say a year. That wouldn’t sound so bad. But instead, I opted just to lay it all out on the table.

“Seven years.”

His eyes widened as they stared into mine. “You haven’t had sex since you were...” He stopped for a moment. “Eighteen?”

I took my bottom lip between my teeth as I slowly nodded my head.

“Why?” he asked as he placed his hand on my cheek.

“It’s a long story and I’d rather not get into it now.”

“We don’t have to do this, Lorelei. I mean, if you’re not ready. I understand.”

“I am. I think I’ve waited long enough.”

The corners of his mouth curved into a beautiful smile as he ran his fingers through my hair. “I promise to be very gentle with you. If at any time you want to stop, just tell me and I will.”

My hands reached for his belt as I undid it and took it off him. His lips kissed mine and my hands took down his pants. Breaking our soft kiss, I took down my panties while he unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his shoulders. Holy shit, his rock hard abs alone almost made me orgasm. Kicking off his shoes, he stepped out of his pants and tossed them to the side. His hands roamed my body as his lips traveled across my neck.

“You have no idea how bad I want you.”

“I want you too,” I spoke with bated breath.

He pulled back the sheets and laid me down. Hovering over me, his hand swept over my breast, down my torso, and to my aching wet spot. He hissed as he cupped me and then slowly dipped a finger inside. My body jolted with excitement as I spread my legs wider apart and thrust my hips up. He smiled down at me and his lips clamped around my breast.

“You’re so wet and you feel so good,” he moaned as his thumb made circles around my swollen clit.

This feeling, sensation, and euphoria that ripped through my body was mind blowing. It had been so long since I’d felt this. His finger moved inside of me, then slowly in and out. I threw my head back as an orgasm stormed through me and moaned like never before. As I placed my hands on his head, his tongue slid down my abdomen and down to my pussy, where he skillfully explored my soaking wet area with his mouth. I took in a sharp breath and then moaned out his name.

“Oh God, Jack.”

I forgot everything about myself in that moment. I was lost in him and I couldn’t find my way back. He stood up and took down his silk boxers, releasing his large, throbbing, hard cock. He wasn’t kidding about the XL condom size. Jesus. What a gift this man was blessed with. I stared at it as he reached into his nightstand and pulled out a condom. My hand extended out and my fingers softly wrapped around his girth. A groan rumbled from his chest as his breath hitched. As he tore the wrapper with his teeth, I let go of his manhood and he carefully slipped the condom on. Hovering over me once again, he leaned down and passionately kissed me.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

“Yes.” I brought my hand up to his face.

He placed his cock at my entrance and slowly pushed inside me. We both moaned.

“Fuck, Lorelei. You feel so fucking good.”

“So do you,” I spoke as I wrapped my legs around his waist, forcing him deeper inside me. I won’t lie and say it didn’t hurt because it did. But it was a good hurt and one I’d be feeling for a while.

He moved in and out of me with ease while his mouth explored my neck. My arms wrapped around him tightly as if I was afraid to let go. Light moans escaped me as my heart raced and my skin became dewy. His rhythm, his movement, and his overall passion sent my body into another orgasm.

“Ah, Lorelei. That’s what I love to feel, baby. Give me everything you have,” he panted as I yelped and released myself to him.

He slowed his thrusting and pushed one last time deep inside me while straining and calling out my name. His body collapsed on top of mine and our soaked skin melted us into one. I could feel his heart racing with mine as he interlaced our fingers and brought them over my head. We lay there in silence as we regained our normal breathing.

****

Jack

I wanted nothing more than to stay buried deep inside her. It bothered me that she hadn’t had sex in seven years. It shouldn’t have, but it did. What secret was she hiding? What was it that she wasn’t telling me? Nobody goes that long without having sex. It isn’t humanly possible. I lifted my head and looked into her blue eyes. They displayed a happiness inside. Smiling at her, I let go of her hands and brushed a strand of hair out of her face.

“How are you feeling?”

She took in a deep breath. “Wonderful.”

“Good. That’s how I want you feel.”

I pulled out of her, climbed off the bed, and walked into the bathroom. After disposing of the condom and walking back into the bedroom, I stopped and stared at her as she lay on her side, her back to me and with the sheet covering her. This was the part I was dreading; kicking her out and sending her home. Walking over to the other side of the bed, I sat down and ran my finger down her arm.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No.” She smiled. “Not at all. You were amazing.”

You can do it, Jack. Tell her you had a good time. Thank her for coming over and send her home in a cab.

“Thank you. You were equally amazing.” I stroked her hair.

She sat up, letting the sheet fall down. “I should go,” she spoke.

“Yeah. I guess so.”

This didn’t mean anything. I’d wanted to fuck her since the moment I saw her, and now that I had, she could leave like the rest of the women did.

She climbed out of my bed and picked up her panties off the floor.

I watched her as she slipped them on and then grabbed her dress. I’d brought her up to my room. That meant something. I didn’t want her to leave and I didn’t want to be alone. The thought of her leaving did something to me inside. It created an ache that I didn’t like.

“Lorelei.”

“Yes?” She turned around.

“Don’t go. Please spend the night with me.”

“Are you sure, Jack?”

I held out my hand to her. “I’ve never been so sure about anything in my life.”

She gave me a small smile as she set her dress down on the lounge chair and climbed back into bed. Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her into me as she snuggled tightly against my chest. She fit perfectly into me. Almost as if she was made to be there.

Kissing the top of her head, I asked the question that I was sure she wouldn’t answer.

“Why haven’t you had sex in seven years?”

Chapter Eighteen

Lorelei

I wanted to tell him so badly about Hope. He needed to know, but I was scared. He hated kids and what we had just shared was beyond magical. I’d never felt this kind of connection before. Don’t get me wrong; I loved Brett with every fiber of my being. He was the love of my life. But this connection I had with Jack was something different. Something I couldn’t explain. Did I want to open up the wound that never fully healed seven years later? Not tonight.

“Can we talk about it in the morning? I’m really tired right now.”

“Of course. Get some sleep.”

I lifted my head from his chest and kissed his lips. He gave me a small smile and my insides filled with happiness. This was the tender side of Jack Sutton. A side I hadn’t been so sure existed.

The next morning, I opened my eyes and looked around the room, trying to focus where I was at, forgetting at the moment that I wasn’t in my bed in my apartment. Rolling over, I stared at the empty spot where Jack had laid last night. Regret started to settle inside me as I lay there. What the hell did I do? Now what? I sat up, holding the sheet over me as my eyes looked around his bedroom. The gray walls were the same as the rest of the house, as were the white crown molding that accented them. His bedroom furniture was black and very much the same style as the downstairs.

Climbing out of bed, I used the bathroom and then grabbed a blue t-shirt Jack had lying on the chair. After slipping it over my head, I walked downstairs and into the kitchen where the aroma of coffee awoke my senses.

“Good morning.” Jack smiled. “Coffee?” he asked as he held up the pot.

“Yes. Please. Coffee is very much needed right now.”

He poured coffee into the mug and handed it to me. His eyes raked over me from head to toe.

“You look great in my t-shirt. Very sexy.” He leaned over and kissed my lips.

“Thanks. I hope you don’t mind. I didn’t want to get back into that dress.”

“I don’t mind at all. I really like the view.” He winked.

Sitting down on the black stool at the island, I took a sip of my coffee. Jack set down a small brown basket filled with croissants, muffins, and small pastries.

“Dig in.” He smiled as he took a croissant. “My maid, Madeline, is off on the weekends so she makes sure to pick these up every Friday.”

“You have a maid?”

“Yeah. She’s great. She’s more than just a maid, though. She’s my chef, my friend, my confidant, my tailor if something needs mending, and she’s just an overall great woman. Between you and me, I think she and Tony have a thing for each other.”

I laughed. “Really?”

“Yeah. Even though they won’t admit it, I know something’s going on.” He set down his coffee and sat on the stool next to me. “How did you sleep?”

“Great. How about you?”

“Good.” He slowly nodded his head. “Are you ready to tell me why you hadn’t had sex in seven years?”

I tilted my head as I stared at him. “You’re just dying to know, aren’t you?”

“Actually, I am, because I can’t imagine someone as beautiful as you not having sex for all those years.”

Taking another drink from my cup, I sighed. “When I was sixteen, I met this guy named Brett. We fell in love and had big plans for our future together. We were going to go away to college, graduate, get married, start a family, and live happily ever after until he was killed in a car crash two years later by a drunk driver.”

“Lorelei, I’m sorry.” He reached over and placed his hand on mine.

“After he died, I had no interest in meeting other guys. Brett wasn’t just my boyfriend and my lover; he was my best friend and I couldn’t see myself with anyone else.” I looked down.

He gave my hand a gentle squeeze. “I can’t even imagine what you went through but not to have sex for seven years seems a little ridiculous.”

There was no way he could understand. He was Jack Sutton and apparently not a very emotional man. I turned my head and glared at him for a few moments. Our eyes locked on each other.

“Have you ever been in love, Jack?”

“No. I can’t say that I have.”

“Then you could never understand. Do me a favor. When you do fall in love at some point in your life, get back to me on how you’d feel if something happened to that person. How your whole world comes crashing down in a split second and you find it hard to breathe and go on without them in your life.”

I got up from the stool and went upstairs to get dressed and leave. As I put on my dress, Jack walked into the bedroom and clasped my shoulders.

“Lorelei, I’m sorry. I was being insensitive. To be honest with you, I’m not a very sensitive person. Let me ask you something. Why me? After seven years, why did you finally choose to have sex with me?”

“If you would have asked me that last night, I would have told you something different from what I’m about to say now. The truth is, I don’t know. I have to go.”

I grabbed my shoes from the floor, my purse from the nightstand, and walked down the stairs. I expected him to follow me down, but he didn’t. Walking down the street and trying to put on my shoes, I waited until I reached the corner to hail a cab. My stomach felt sick and my feelings were hurt. Maybe Jack wasn’t the man I thought he was. Or actually, maybe he really was and I just chose to see him as someone different. Who the hell knew and who the hell cared? I was happy I didn’t tell him about Hope. Jack Sutton was nothing to me but a one-night stand who happened to be my boss.

****

Jack

Lorelei left in anger and I just let her leave. I should have gone after her, but I didn’t like what she said to me. I still didn’t understand why she wouldn’t have sex. I guess it was a woman’s thing. I knew that I would never go without having sex for seven years. Good grief, I couldn’t even make through a week. I sighed as I stepped into the shower. Once I was finished, I went into my closet to get some clothes. As I was getting dressed, I looked at the crumpled sheets where Lorelei lay in my arms and slept last night. She didn’t know it, but I lay there for a while and watched her as she slept. She looked so peaceful and so angelic. She made me feel things last night as we were making love that I’d never felt before, and for her to just walk out like she did today really bothered me. Great. She was mad and now things were going to be tense at the office on Monday. I needed to rectify things and I needed to do it now.

I walked down the street to the florist. As I was looking in their cooler at the beautiful arrangement of flowers, a woman approached me.

“Hello, there. Is there something I can help you with?”

“I need to send some flowers to a woman I pissed off.”

“Ah. Apology flowers. I understand. We send a lot of those. I would suggest our apology bouquet, which consists of red and white roses arranged in a glass vase with greens and sprigs of baby’s breath.”

“Okay. That sounds nice. I’ll send one of those.”

“Very good. If you would follow me to the counter, I’ll get some information from you.”

When I approached the counter, the woman showed me the cards they had on display.

“Here are your choice of cards to send with the flowers and here’s a pen.” She smiled. “The name of the recipient is?” she asked.

“Lorelei Flynn,” I replied as I took one of the white cards from the display.

“Address, please.”

“Oh shit. I don’t know her address. Hold on a second.” I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone, dialing Garrett.

“Hey, what happened to you last night?” he answered.

“We’ll discuss that later. I don’t have time right now. I need Lorelei’s address. Do you have it?”

“It’s at the office and why do you need her address?”

“I just do. I can’t explain now. But I need to send her some flowers.”

“Jesus Christ, Jack. NO!” he yelled and the woman looked at me.

Then it hit me. Tony had driven her home so he would have her address.

“Just remembered something. I’ll call you back later.” Click.

I dialed Tony.

“Hello, Jack.”

“Tony, I need Lorelei’s address. You have it, right?”

“Yes. Hold on a second and I’ll get it for you.”

After a moment, he rattled off her address as I wrote it down on the white card. “Thank you.” Click.

I handed the woman the card and pulled another one from the display. She glared at me.

“What? You can charge me for that card.”

She typed the information into her computer and I handed her my credit card as I wrote an apology to Lorelei.

Lorelei,

I’m sorry for what I said. I hope you can forgive me. I don’t want things to be tense between us in the office on Monday.

Jack

 

“I need these delivered today and as soon as possible.”

“Very well, Mr. Sutton. I hope she accepts your apology.” She smirked.

“So do I.”