Right to an Attorney: A Psychological Thriller

by Sims, R.

  After several more minutes in silence, they were in Portofino. The driver said, “This is famous resort located on harbor. The beauty of the Mediterranean appears to steal the richness of the colors from the dull, apartment-looking houses that were built on the face of the hills. This is truly wonderful place.”

  “I like it,” Janet said. “Tell me more.” She could see yachts of all sizes. The hillside houses were not attractive. Although they varied in seemingly sunbaked colors, every house had dull green window shutters and country-style clotheslines with an assortment of garments. That didn’t make much aesthetic sense to her — yachts and clotheslines in the same community.

  “Look carefully and you will see villas decorating the hills sometimes. Many are hidden by plant life such as pine trees, olive trees, vines, and sparsely populated wild flowers.”

  Janet said, “Your English seems to get better as you drive.”

  “I memorize many times. Drive lots of tourists and visitors.”

  A compact blue police car passed by, and for some reason Janet imagined Dexter in the backseat area of it. A peak at the sun over the big body of water cleared her mind. “What can you tell me about the Splendido Hotel that isn’t covered on their Web site?”

  CHAPTER 44

  “Splendido? It is four-story luxury hotel. It was once monastery in 1901,” the taxi driver said. “Hotel Splendido is at the end of steep, bending road. You will find many good views to the Ligurian Sea. I cannot afford to stay there. Some pay almost $2,200 each day to stay.” So far, he hadn’t told her anything she didn’t know.

  “Enjoy two restaurants, two bars, outdoor heated pool, tennis court, gym, sauna, salon, 24-hour room service…”

  “Okay. You’re starting to sound like a commercial.”

  “There it is.” He pointed. “From here plant life looks dense, but once on the property there is much space and walking trails.”

  Janet was still tired, but she was no longer in a bad mood.

  ***

  When Janet entered her room at Hotel Splendido, the first thing she did was take inventory of the clothes that were on the huge sofa. There were three silk nightgowns, a white cotton bathrobe, a housecoat, three lace bras, three G string lace panties, bedroom slippers, and three pairs of footies.

  She picked a note up from a pillow.

  These are only undergarments and bedroom wear. Pants, shirts, and shoes will arrive in the morning. Stephani Cerruti.

  Janet flung the note. “I’m going to sleep like a baby tonight.” She looked around the room and was in awe. It looked like a room in a palace. Pictures, tasteful wallpaper, statues, ceiling fans, Eighteenth Century-styled furniture. There was a terrace and, from where she stood, she could see yacht after yacht through a slither in the thick, heavy mosaic curtains.

  She wanted to let out a scream of joy. Instead, she kept her cool and spent the next minute admiring the Renaissance-esque bedroom and the spacious bathroom with the marble floor.

  Janet smiled when she saw the jumbo bathtub then looked back at the whirlpool and Jacuzzi in the bedroom.

  Janet said, “It’s a must that I spend at least thirty minutes with you tonight.” Then, she said to the bathtub, “But first, I have to let you baby-sit me for an hour.”

  And so it was. Two hours later, Janet Ingram was falling asleep in her new world. She was under the covers in a new underwear set that fit perfectly. Thanks to the Internet, Spotify rocked her to sleep. The laptop computer had been provided courtesy of the hotel. Dexter said he would bring hers because he didn’t want her to be burdened by carrying anything extra.

  It was only 7:42 pm and Janet’s first night in Italy was going to be a waste.

  CHAPTER 45

  Dexter Parker stood at the door with a key card in his hand. He wiped a hand across the top of his 10-hour-old haircut then wiped his clean-shaven mouth. His suit and shoes were Italian, but that was nothing new to him. He held his right-hand knuckles up at the door, paused, and then calmly knocked four times.

  He checked his Cosierre watch. 12:06 am. He knocked again and faintly heard movement inside. He was glad he didn’t have to use the key card.

  “Who’s there?” Janet said.

  Dexter smiled and said, “Francesco Canelli, ma’dam, con vernaccia di san gimignano.” He almost laughed aloud.

  Janet said, “No room service. Go away.”

  “No, ma’dam. Ciabatta, spaghetti, and fettuccine.” This time he laughed, unable to control himself.

  Janet didn’t recognize the laugh, so she said, “I’m calling the polizia.”

  That did it. “Janet, this is Dexter. Could you please open the door?”

  After ten more seconds of silence the door was opened, and Janet stood mostly behind it wearing a peach-colored housecoat and bedroom slippers. “What are you doing here?”

  “May I come in?”

  “Are you alone?”

  “Yes,” he said.

  “Come in. I thought you weren’t coming until tomorrow.”

  “Today is tomorrow.”

  She closed the door. When she turned around he was right up on her, and that startled her.

  Dexter leaned forward and sucked hard on her neck while wrapping an arm around her waist to pull her closer. Janet grunted and said something unintelligible.

  Dexter suddenly stopped and backed away. “Lose the housecoat for me.”

  Her eyes were locked with his. “Can I have three minutes to brush my teeth? I’ve been sleep for hours now.”

  “Only if you leave the housecoat.”

  She slowly removed the housecoat and dropped it on the floor. She began walking away.

  Her body was just as he’d imagined it, and her ass jiggled with each step. He quickly caught up with her in the bedroom, grabbed one of her arms, and spun her around to face him. “How nasty can we get?”

  She said, “I’ll follow your lead.”

  “I wanted to save you until tomorrow night, but I can’t wait that long.” He slipped a hand behind her neck, pulled her closer, and began sucking on her right shoulder and slowly worked his way to her neck. He released her again. “Now you can brush your teeth.”

  She said, “Come with me,” as she helped him out of his sport coat and began loosening his tie.

  Within seconds, Dexter had kicked off his shoes and had undressed down to nothing but silk boxers. His erection bulge was trying to extend the full 9.75 inches. He followed her to the bathroom and watched her brush her teeth.

  Janet rinsed her mouth twice then stopped and turned toward Dexter. She moved closer, kissed his chest, and draped both arms around his neck.

  He grabbed both of her ass cheeks, massaging them with gentle squeezes. “When I asked you for a date, I know you didn’t mean to reject me.” He began pushing her panties down.

  She squirmed to help him. “And how did you know that?”

  “When I let the issue go, you kept trying to come back to it. I pick up on things like that.”

  “Psychology.” She stepped one leg out of her sexy undies. “That wasn’t fair.” She stepped the other leg out.

  “I need to be honest with you here.” He watched her with much anticipation.

  CHAPTER 46

  Janet took two steps back and looked at Dexter.

  “I hired another lawyer, and she’s just as beautiful as you are. I want her and she wants me, too, but she needs time.” She moved closer again and pushed his boxers down to his pubic hairs. She reached a hand inside his shorts and pulled his erection out so that the shorts could be pushed all the way down.

  He stood there watching her. “No response to that?”

  “I’m just getting out of a relationship with a man who wants to have two women. So let me be honest with you now. In order to get away with that, a man has to be able to keep me financially and sexually satisfied. I’m not a fool, Dexter. I’ll put up with some bullshit if I’m getting what I want out of the deal.”

  He kept watching as she pressed her
belly up against his erection.

  “You simply have a different or faster way of getting what you want. But know this: None of your money could get you inside me if I didn’t really want you. Tonight is your chance to make me want you every day. I hope your performance is good, otherwise we can go back to the basic client-attorney relationship.”

  He softly licked at the corners of her mouth. “How is two hours of foreplay and one hour of fulfillment?”

  “I haven’t experienced that in all of my thirty-one years on this earth. If you’re capable of doing that, I’ll be longing for you until the end of time.”

  He said, “I like your attitude, and I hope I’m the last man you ever want to be with.”

  “If your sex is as promised, I won’t be concerned with what you do on the side.”

  He sucked on her lips and then the tip of her nose. “Hey, can you have children?”

  “As far as I know. I don’t have any medical issues.”

  “Can I make one tonight?”

  She smiled. “Again, that all depends on how well you make me feel during sex. It’s been a while since I’ve seen a dick as big as yours, but it’s been even longer since I’ve had a man who could drive me crazy in bed.”

  He reached behind her and unfastened the bra. “Let me guess: You rarely come with penetration, no matter how good it fits. Your orgasms will arrive faster if I eat you.”

  She said, “I already know that you and I are going to get along just fine.”

  When he removed her bra, Janet’s 34 C breasts appeared to expand. He leaned forward and sucked her left nipple. She rubbed the back of his head and hummed a sound of pleasure.

  He stopped and ran a hand across her bald crotch. “How much do you weigh?”

  “I don’t know. I was 143 the last time I weighed. Why?”

  “If you were 140, I could have given you more than two hours of foreplay.”

  “So far you’re mostly talk. Are you going to tell me your foreplay began when you first kissed my neck at the door?”

  “You don’t have to put me on the clock until I get you to the bed.” He bent his waist to the right, almost as if preparing for a cartwheel, hugged her waist, and flipped her upside down as he stood tall with her.

  She laughed while gapping her legs. Then, she felt it as he gently tongue-kissed her pussy.

  CHAPTER 47

  Janet lay on top of Dexter in the huge bed. The covers were on the floor and they were still naked. She said, “Sixty-eight minutes of sex.”

  “That was also better than two hours of foreplay,” he boasted. “No Viagra, no drugs of any sort.”

  She kissed his lips then rested her head beside his. “I don’t want to get off you.” He was still insider her, but she could hardly feel the limp thing.

  “I’ll be fully recharged in a matter of minutes. The sixty-nine again will speed the process up. If you don’t want to take me for three more hours straight, you should get off me.”

  “I need some sleep, but I want to do everything to satisfy you. You’ve damn sure satisfied me like no one ever has.”

  “Then stay on top,” he said. “I might be able to put some twins in you with this next batch of life.”

  She laughed.

  “Janet, I’m not committed to anyone right now. I’m seeing Dana but I don’t know how that will work out because we haven’t had sex yet. I want a woman who is as wild and freaky as you are in bed, but I also want a woman who would be perfect for my first child.”

  She said, “In other words, you’re going to fuck her, too, just to see if you should make a decision between the two of us. Let me save you some trouble: I’m here for you as long as you want me. You’ll have me financially secure, and I am already in love with your passion for sex and performance in bed. If an unforgivable side of you comes up later, I can always leave you.”

  “You make it sound as if you’re easy.”

  “Then you weren’t paying attention. Not many men can get me financially secure and sexually satisfied. You’re the first in my thirty-one years. No one else I’ve been with will say it was easy to make me theirs.”

  He said, “That’s a different way to look at it.”

  “When will you know whether Dana is the one for you?”

  “When she decides to have sex with me. I’m impressed with how she acts as a mother to her 18-year-old daughter — loving but in control — and the fact that education is important to her.”

  Janet raised her head to look at him.

  “If she’s good in bed, I may have to claim both of you. I doubt she will approve of me sleeping with you, though. She wants to wait and see if I will beat the imminent charges before she opens all the way up to me. I’ve never even kissed her.”

  “Dexter, if you would have given her the ultimatum you gave me about flying here, and Romeoed her ass the way you did me when I first opened that door for you, she’d be in the same position as I am right now.”

  He shook his head. “She would have cursed me out at the end of the ultimatum. She’s willing to pass up certain benefits before abandoning her principles.”

  Janet said, “Bullshit. You may know psychology better than I do, but I’m more familiar with the way women think. You want to argue with that? You’ve been gone too long. You don’t know women anymore.”

  “I suppose you’re going to give me a refresher course.”

  CHAPTER 48

  She felt his erection coming back to life. “If you can figure out how to get her in bed and do to her what you did to me, the only principles she might have left are those that deal with her daughter.”

  He said, “You got any suggestions?”

  She smirked. “What, you want me to help you get the very woman who may end up stealing my newfound joy?”

  He laughed.

  “What happens if you get me pregnant? You may get both of us pregnant. What then?”

  “I will take good care of both of you and the children. I want to be a father more than anything. I can’t explain it, but I would give up everything to be a father.” He was harder now, so he pumped her twice and smiled.

  “You know what I think? I think you can have her if you want. You just want to push buttons until you find out what pisses me off. But, like I told you, I can’t deal with a cheater whose sexual performance is so-so. That might sound crazy, but it’s hard to find a man who can blow my mind in bed. I don’t have to look anymore.”

  He said, “I must admit, you’re as nasty as I want you to be in bed. I wouldn’t cut you off unless you sleep with another man. At this point, I want to claim you as my woman. Any objections?”

  “Nope, none at all. Wait. Does that mean you won’t be trying to sleep with Dana now?”

  “I would love to fulfill Dana with nearly ten inches. You asked, and that’s my answer. I started after her, and I will finish what I started. You may be telling me all the things I want to hear right now, but six months from now you may become a bitching nightmare. Have you ever been with another woman before?”

  “No, but I have imagined it. Your next question is would I consider a three-piece with you and Dana. I don’t know…Persuade her first and then work on me.”

  “This is too good to be true. I doubt you and I will be together long; I don’t have that kind of luck.”

  She made a face when he suddenly pumped her once. “I won’t do anything that will cause you to leave me. I have what I want now, so go ahead and fulfill Dana. Just make sure you always come back to me.” She began grinding her hips slowly.

  He watched her as she sat up and began riding him. “I used to have visions of finding the perfect woman and settling down. I even told Eric about that goal when we were in prison. I was only lying to him and myself. I knew I would never find the perfect woman, because I would be her biggest flaw.”

  “What does that mean?” She was still grinding and had her hands resting on his chest.

  “On the surface, it may look like I have everything, but any w
oman who wants me doesn’t want much for herself. I’m a dishonest ex-con who still fails to observe the laws. I only want a child of my own because I want to be responsible for someone who makes me proud, a child who will grow up and be an honest, law-abiding citizen, a child who will give the world much more than I took from it.” He flipped her over on her back, lifted her legs, and pushed deeper inside her.

  She held a hand out toward his chest and said, “Stop.” When he did, she slid out from underneath him and sat up against the headboard. “My respect for you has just shot up a thousand percent, even though I think I just met a billionaire who hates himself.”

  “Why would I hate myself?” he said then positioned himself to sit next to her.

  “I’m not sure, but I can see that you use sex as an outlet. I have no problem with that. But if you don’t figure out how to love yourself, you’ll self-destruct and take down others around you, including your child.”

  CHAPTER 49

  He looked at her. “I think I do love myself. What the hell are you talking about? Are you a psychiatrist pretending to be a lawyer?”

  “No, but I wasted a year on it then decided to change my major.” She turned toward him and rubbed his chest with one hand. “What’s your goal in life? Tell me your main goal.”

  He looked down at his erection. “To keep my dick up long enough to fulfill you for two more hours. You just interrupted a long-term commitment.”

  She laughed. “Cut it out, silly. Tell me your main goal.”

  He explained how he would like to help his professor get the Frame of Mind Children’s Center up and going. He even told her that that was the only reason he’d found the discipline and balls to pull off the investment scam.

  She said, “That won’t necessarily make you a better person, but that could make you feel better about yourself. The fact that you want to help children with mental disorders and brain defects at least makes me feel better about you. It makes it hard to see you as just a cash machine and a sex object. How can I help?”