by Mia Villano
“My demands are simple. I want you tonight, and then I want you every night until the fundraiser. That’s all. Possibly two times a day on the weekends.” He got hard as I stopped touching him.
“Dear God. You are worse than the mafia with these bribes. I think, it’s something I should be able to handle, and I’ll be able to pay up, if you don’t kill me in the process.”
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The trailer was just down the highway, and I remembered how to get there once I began to see familiar landmarks. There was the park that Veena and I hung out; the McDonald’s of course looked the same, and my old school hadn’t changed. We made our way into Whispering Willow Trailer Park, and the place was worse than when I lived there.
“This is a shit hole, Prudence. It didn’t look this shitty when you were here,” said Alex as he looked around. We were out of place in our rented BMW, and when we drove in everyone looked. All the same trailers were there with different faces and different lives. Nothing seemed to change, but the people with the same pathetic issues as the people I had been surrounded by. The memories of walking down the road and waiting for the school bus and coming home, knowing my mom wouldn’t be there, and there would be nothing to eat, all were coming back to me.
“They think we’re here to deal drugs, I bet,” he laughed.
“Yes, Alex, let’s hope so. That would be wonderful to be accused of that along with the fact that you are apparently dating your former girlfriend’s daughter. That will be excellent for your career.”
He squeezed my leg and winked at me. “Lighten up baby. It’s going to be fine.”
We drove by my old place, and it was empty. The windows were boarded up and the steps that were crumbling when I lived there were now gone. The old van we lived in for six months sat in its same spot. It was just a shell with the doors and tires missing and completely rusted out. All the memories of that place hit me like a ton of bricks. The time I came home to no electricity and no food, my stomach hurting from hunger. I remembered the time one of my mom’s boyfriends, who was watching me while she apparently worked, died on the kitchen floor. I had no idea he was dead and stepped over him the entire night thinking he was drunk. Everything made my skin crawl, and I needed to get out of there.
“That is the place I got shot, right under that dying tree. I remember being almost unconscious and thinking it’s going to be the last place I remember before I die,” said Alex, as he pointed to a spot in front of a tree that I used to climb. It seemed like a life that wasn’t mine. Though, it was just a few years ago, it seemed like a hundred. I could feel the panic set in and my head began to fog.
“Let’s go, Alex. This is too depressing,” I said. I snuggled up next to him and closed my eyes. He drove out of the park and out of the memories.
We got back to the hotel, and I was exhausted from everything that happened. I just needed a hot bath, and I wanted to be in Alex’s arms. He ran the water for me and poured a glass of wine. He got our favorite merlot at the local liquor store on our way back.
“Come in with me,” I told him. I watched him undress, and it was a work of art seeing him take off his clothes. His stomach was flat and ripped with muscles. I loved the dark trail that went from his belly button to his perfect cock, which was groomed to perfection. He had long muscular legs speckled with black hair covering his thick thighs and his perfect calves. He turned around to put his clothes on the hook and I was able to view his round bare ass. The ass I dug my fingers into when he was on top of me, looked tight and smooth. He was incredible and mine.
He got in behind me, and my body relaxed against him. We sipped our wine, and enjoyed the silence. I had my hair up, and he kissed my neck with his cold lips awaking my need for him. I turned my head around and kissed him long and sensual. I felt myself begin to get excited, and I was surprised I could after the day I had.
“You’re lips are sweet,” I said, rubbing his thighs under the water. I felt him get hard.
“Are you getting worked up, Prudence?” he asked. He set his wine down and wrapped his arms around my breasts. They swelled and my nipples stood to attention.
“If you are in the room with me, I’m worked up. You are a wonderful diversion to my awful day, Alex. I’m so glad you’re here.” I turned my head again and kissed him as I slipped my tongue inside his mouth. He sucked on my tongue, and I moaned.
“I will always be here for you, baby. Don’t ever forget that you don’t have to face anything alone anymore.”
We sat in the tub of warm, soapy water, not wanting to let go, but turning into prunes. I was totally comfortable sitting on top of him and having him hold me. When the water became cold, we added more and continued to soak and hold each other. Though we thought about it, we were both too tired for sex. I was mentally drained after the day I had. Alex looked exhausted, though he’d never admit it. When we got out finally, we climbed into bed. I felt so warm and safe as I listened to him breathe and was soothed by his heartbeat. I truly adored this man.
When we left the next morning, I was so glad that he had come to rescue me. I got the closure I needed to move on with my new life.
“Thank you for being with me,” I said, as he lay across my body. We got home and made wild passionate love ‘till I was sore. I played with his hair until he fell asleep in my arms.
“I love listening to you breathe at night. It helps me fall asleep,” he whispered.
“I love you, Prudence Jude Romaine,” he sighed.
I didn’t think I heard right, or that I was dreaming, so I didn’t say anything back to him for a while.
“Did you hear me?”
I wanted him to say it again.
I nestled closer, and he said, “I love you, Prudence Jude Romaine, more than I have ever loved anyone.”
“I love you more,” I whispered in his ear.
His breathing get heavier, as fell asleep this time, for the night.
I lay awake wondering if this good thing would last.
Chapter Sixteen
I woke up to find Alex sitting on the balcony on his phone. He was yelling but, I couldn’t hear what he said. He paced and screamed into his cell phone. I had never seen him so angry. He was powerful and vicious when he needed to be, but this side of him surprised me. I walked to the sliding door, and he held up his hand for me to stop. The look on his face told me I should leave him alone and not ask questions. I figured it was a political issue, and I turned away and went downstairs to make coffee. Becket and I were becoming the best of friends. He followed me to the kitchen and sat by his bowl waiting for me to feed him.
“Good morning, Becket. I see you’re hungry,” I said to him, as he cocked his head to the side. I fed him, got a cup of coffee, texted Thomas, and waited for Alex to finish his call.
I heard him come down the steps. Dressed in just his boxers and socks, he looked adorable. His hair was a mess, and he had on his glasses.
“Baby, good morning,” he said, as he walked over and kissed me.
“Morning, gorgeous. Rough phone call?” I smiled up at him as he poured himself a cup of coffee.
“Let’s go sit outside and talk,” he said. We went out on the back porch and sat on the couch in front of the fireplace. I could still smell the fire we’d made the night before as the wind blew the ashes around. I grabbed a blanket and wrapped myself up in it.
“Well, Jade and whoever else she has helping her, is at it again. She’s leaked a story about you and me and how we met. The story has been twisted around to seem like I was in love with you when you were sixteen and I wanted to have sex with you then. I used your mom, whom I was apparently dating, to get to you.” I saw the anger take over him as he spoke. He kept running his hands through his hair, as if that would somehow change things.
“I thought this was dealt with before?” I asked. I was starting to get angry.
“So did I, but she has started up again.”
“What can we do about this? It will hurt your upcoming election.�
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“I don’t know. I have my guys working on it and hopefully we can figure something out. Don’t worry.”
“Why would she do this to you?”
“She loves the drama and the publicity, Prudence. She was a holy terror when we dated. It was always drama and fighting. And now that you and I are together, she is trying anything she can to hurt me and make herself look like a victim.”
I crossed my arms over my chest, thinking about what could be done to prevent this. I did not want to him hurt by my past or me. He’d already been shot, in a car accident, and now part of a scandal, because of me. I had to do something, but I didn’t know what.
“You look like you’re in deep thought, baby. What are you thinking?” Alex kept reading text messages.
“I’m thinking about how to stop her and protect you. I won’t let her hurt you, Alex. You’ve worked too hard to get where you are. I’m going to have to confront her because she is obviously not listening to you. Is that her texting you?”
“No, she doesn’t text me. This is work. Just let my PR team handle this. They know what to do in these situations. If you confront her, she will just retaliate even harder, and god knows what else she will do. The senator’s life, or any political person’s life, is always on stage. Whatever you did or didn’t do, someone finds out and blows it out of proportion. I will be fine.” He reached over, pulled me to him, and kissed my head. The wind blew the trees wildly, and the breeze felt cool on my hot and very pissed off, face. My fiery redheaded temper came out in full force.
“What shall we do today? We need to get out of here and let the day take us away,” he said.
“What are you in the mood to do?” I asked, since we had the whole day to ourselves. Alex didn’t have to be at the Capitol and I was off from work. We could do whatever we wanted, and it was just him and I.
“How about we go to that flea market you’ve wanted to go to, get lunch somewhere. Let’s just get the hell out of here,” he said.
“That sounds perfect. I can be ready in no time. We can be together and no one can see us or say things that aren’t true. Let’s get away from this bullshit. I wish you would leave your phone here, or at least not be on it so much.”
“I can’t do that. I need to be accessible to the people at all times.”
“Alex, I’ve never seen you text so much. Why wouldn’t they call instead if there was an emergency?”
He put his phone in his pocket and kissed me. “Come on. Let’s get going,” he said sheepishly.
We peeled ourselves away from each other, showered, and headed out the door. Once he got behind the wheel of his Maserati, I was instantly turned on. Something about him driving and taking control of such an exquisite car, made me hot and bothered. I waited ‘till we were out of D.C. and into the country to give him a little surprise.
I kissed his neck while slowly unbuttoning his shirt. I trailed kisses down to his perfect abs and down to what was mine.
“That feels good, Prudence.”
“Relax and let me suck you. You’re so sexy when you drive. It will be a long day being with you and not being able to touch you,” I said, as I looked up into his eyes. He moaned as I unzipped his jeans and took his cock out from his boxers. I kissed and licked him to hardness. It was so exciting knowing we were driving on the open road, in broad daylight and I was going down on him. I slowly licked the head of his cock and ran my tongue up and down his shaft. After he was wet from my lapping at him with my tongue, I took all of him in my mouth and sucked him. He let out a groan and dug his right hand into my hair.
“You like that, baby?” I asked, in between sucking him.
“God, yes don’t stop,” he whispered.
I continued licking and sucking him and burying my face into his beautiful manliness. His scent was everywhere. I was addicted to it, and I couldn’t get enough. I loved burying my face in him.
“Prudence, let me pull over and have you. I’m so hard, baby,” he groaned.
“No, Alex. This is what I want right now. Sit back and enjoy this. I want you to feel good without worrying about me,” I whispered to him. I inhaled his scent like it was the air I needed to breathe and I rubbed my face into him to get as much of it as I could.
He seemed lost in the moment as he thrust his hot cock deeper into my mouth and down my throat. He was overly eager, and I wanted to lick him slowly. I wanted to take my time and enjoy him inch-by-inch. He had his hand in my hair, pulling it slightly as he moaned, and lifted his hips. I let my tongue flick it softly, and I gently sucked its length. He was so big, and I was sucking him so hard my mouth ached.
“Suck it, Prudence.”
He was simply delicious, and I was turned on by his authority and pleasure. I lapped him up and enjoyed the taste of his pre-cum, wanting more. I could tell he was going to come any second as he tried to maneuver through the winding roads. I loved how his body reacted to everything I did to him. He held the steering wheel, gripping it with white knuckles, and I saw the muscles in his arms bulk. His breathing deepened, and I sucked him harder as he filled my mouth with his hot cum. I couldn’t get enough. He made me want more of him as he pumped his warm semen into my mouth and down my throat.
“Baby, oh God. Oh,” he moaned repeatedly as I licked him up. One last loving kiss and I put my head on his shoulder. His pants stayed undone as he kept driving.
“Did that feel good?” I asked. His driving slowed down a bit and held me tight to him.
“It was pure heaven, Prudence.” he laughed.
“Better than your last car blow job?” I smiled up at him knowing that this wasn't his first in-car blowjob. I hated thinking about him and other women.
“Let’s not go there now. The way you just handled me, I can tell it wasn’t your first time,” he said.
“You’d be surprised what you can learn from books nowadays.” I laughed and kissed him.
We shopped all day. I got wonderful antiques for my condo and Alex got a handmade leather belt. It was a beautiful day, with the exception of this woman who kept following us around while I bought fruit. I didn’t think anything of it until I noticed she was everywhere we were. The market was a sea of people pushing and talking and buying things and then suddenly, this one woman seemed to be close by. Every time I turned around, she was turning her head away from us. I didn’t get a good look at her because she had on a baseball cap and big sweats, but her presence was felt and it was pretty uncomfortable.
“Alex, there is a woman following us,” I whispered to him as we walked to get kettle corn.
“Don’t be silly. No one knows us here, Prudence.”
“I’m telling you, she’s right behind us. Everywhere we’ve gone she has been right there. Look.” He turned around to see the tall, dark-skinned woman whose face we couldn’t make out.
“Do you think she’s a reporter?” I asked, getting a little creeped out.
“She could be. Just ignore her and let’s get going. I want to go eat lunch. I’m starving,” he said.
I turned around one more time and surprised her before she looked away and I saw her face. It was a face of a beautiful woman, with dark eyes and dark skin. She looked lost in her eyes, as if they were dead. When we made eye contact she ran the other way, and I didn’t see her anymore.
“That’s creepy, Alex,” I said. I grabbed onto his arm and we walked out.
“Don’t worry about it. Just a sad, probably disturbed woman,” he said.
We ate dinner at an old-fashioned tavern converted into a restaurant. Alex was starved, so he ordered a salad with French fries on it, a burger, and a piece of pecan pie. I loved watching him eat like that. It was so masculine and sexy seeing him devour his food like he devours me. He enjoyed eating, as much as he enjoyed sex, and it was totally hot.
“You’re turning me on Alex,” I whispered, watching him.
“Prudence, how can eating turn you on, baby?” he laughed.
“You devour your food like you do me,
and I love it. Everything you do is so damn sexy.”
“Is that right? Are you trying to tell me something, baby? I know that look you get in your beautiful green eyes when you want me. I seem to see it right now.” He winked as he shoveled pecan pie in his mouth and licked his lips.
“Why don’t you let me drive on the way home and you return the favor?” I smiled thinking about how incredible that would be to drive such an elaborate car and have him bring me to ecstasy.
“I don’t know if you’re a master driver like myself, Prudence. We don’t need any more news headlines. I have a better idea. Let’s get out of here,” he said. He wiped his mouth, grabbed the check, and paid our bill. It was close to dusk, and the sun began to go down. The evening was lovely as I slipped into the passenger seat next to him, wondering what he had in mind.
I got excited as he started driving. He put his hand on my bare leg and let his fingertips brush up and down it giving me goose bumps.
“What is your idea, Alex?” I asked. We headed down back roads getting wetter by the second.
“I’m looking for a place to park that no one will see us,” he said, looking out the windows for the perfect place.
“I’ve never parked before in my life. It’s always been something I’ve wanted to do. This is exciting, Alex.”
“As skilled as you are you never parked? I find that hard to believe,” he smiled.
“Please, the way I looked then. Who would’ve parked with me? Besides, no one I knew had a car that ran. No, you are why I’m so good. It’s natural with you.”
“Good, keep it that way. No one else needs to know how wonderful you are, baby, but me.” He found a place down a dirt road under an apple tree somewhere off the main road. There was no way someone could spot us where we were. The road was secluded and abandoned and totally sexy.
All at once after he turned off the car, his hand climbed up my shorts and his fingers were inside of me.
“Always wet and ready for me, aren’t you, baby.” He kissed me passionately.
