by Amy Brent
He sat on the edge of the bed with his hands up to his face. This was one bender that he would never forget. He turned to see Josie lying there with the lower half of her body exposed. He touched her bare thigh and heard her squeal of delight. He was tempted to wake her up in a different fashion, but decided that last night was more than enough to keep them both satisfied for quite some time.
He hovered over her, took her hand and kissed each individual finger, until his eyes came wide with surprise at seeing the rock on her finger. It was a huge diamond and then in a flash of memory he remembered walking down the aisle like some drunken person wearing a cheesy white tuxedo that barely fit him. He saw that same tuxedo lying on the floor and that was when he came to the painful conclusion that they were now linked by not only their physical desire, but by the legal hand of god.
“What is wrong with you? You look like you have seen…what the hell is that on my finger? No fucking way. We did not get married last night. Almighty god… This has to be the biggest mistake of my life. I never wanted more than just this one time and I hope that you didn’t think that I did any of this on purpose.” She grabbed for her clothes which were easy to find in a line going down the stairs of the penthouse suite. “I can’t believe that we did something, as foolish and cliché as getting married. That only happens in the movies.” She stopped with her pink pair of panties in her hands. They weren’t even the same ones that she was wearing when she met him.
“Um, I seem to recall that we stopped off at this boutique and did some window shopping. I think that even Victoria secret had a few things that were to your liking. I remember using my credit card and feeling your lipstick that you just bought planted on my mouth.” Payton was still naked and his junk was swinging back and forth between his legs. He was not ashamed of how he looked. He didn’t give a damn if this made anybody uncomfortable. “You don’t have to leave right away. I do need a way to get in contact with you, so that we can dissolve this marriage.” He didn’t want to be that blunt, but he had no aspirations to have that ball and chain around his ankle.
“Trust me, I want this done and over with, as much as you do. We were only meant to have a wild time together and then go our separate ways. I don’t think that anything has changed.” She looked at him to make sure that he hadn’t fallen head over heels. He was shaking his head and she took that, as confirmation that this was any ill conceived idea that they had come up with under the influence of the alcohol. “I have to go, but I’ve left you my cell phone number.” She scribbled it down on a pad by the telephone. She stopped momentarily to look at the view of the city from the balcony.
Payton wanted to say something more, but wasn’t sure how to say what was on his mind. He was worried that he would do something that would make her hate him. For whatever reason, he didn’t want that to happen. She was at the door about to do the walk of shame with her hair in disarray in a way that anybody would know that she had spent the night in the company of a stranger.
“Call me with the details of the annulment. If it all possible, you can send it to my e-mail address and we can work things out and get this done.” There was a small part of her that was happy to be married to him, but she couldn’t admit that to herself. She wanted to leave this in the past and she left there running down the hallway with some of her clothes still clutched in her hands, including her underwear. She had dropped her panties but she had no idea that they were missing or that Payton was now holding them to his face, as she disappeared from his life into the elevator.
Inhaling her scent brought back a fresh supply of memories from how they had spent those first couple of hours getting to know each other in a more Biblical way. They supplied themselves with the necessary libations, turning it into a sexual game that had them drinking from each other. He remembered feeling the champagne streaming down his cock and how her hot tongue had followed it up to capture every single drop. He recalled what it felt like to have her body surround him in warmth and comfort. It had never been that way with any other woman. Convincing himself otherwise was only fooling himself.
He called his agent with the unpleasant news and got a reminder from him that things could have gone worse. “I want you to know that she may be a one night stand, but I want to treat her with nothing, but respect. Don’t treat this, as some dirty little secret. I do want the annulment and I want her to sign on the dotted line. Make it happen, or you’ll find yourself on the unemployment line. Never mind, I’m just a little testy this morning and I hope that you don’t take anything that I said personally. You can imagine that I feel a little sideswiped by all of this.” He hung up and was still holding onto that dainty material. He carried it up to the bedroom and lay down with it hanging very noticeably on the pillow beside him.
He had no choice, but to smile. It was a daunting and very fulfilling experience that had him wanting to duplicate it with other girls. He had this feeling that nobody was going to be able to come close and the only girl that could match what they had already done had already walked out of his life. The memories of her haunted his dreams and his waking hours. He wanted to tell her that it didn’t matter and that he wanted her to stay with him. He thought that maybe a weekend would get her out of his system, or maybe even a week in some tropical getaway away from the prying eyes of the press.
Downstairs, Josie could see how the people were looking at her like she was trash on the bottom of their shoe. To them, she looked like some streetwalker that had done her duty and was now leaving with the supplied cash in her purse. She didn’t want them to think that she was a hooker, but she wasn’t about to stand around and defend herself. She had nothing to be ashamed of and she was determined to leave this in the past. She could still feel him touching her, grazing her skin and then penetrating to the deepest part.
She touched her lips and licked them, while holding her clothes and smelling his aftershave permeating into every piece. She didn’t even want to wash the clothes and to do so would eliminate any chance of recovering that memory when she was alone. She hailed a taxi and when she jumped in and it drove away, she looked back and regretted one thing and one thing only. She had turned him into a sweaty mass, but it was primarily due to the liquor. She got this feeling that maybe it would’ve been the same with any other girl, but what she didn’t realize was that she was not like any other girl.
“I hope that it was worth it. You don’t look like a prostitute that I see on this side of the city. You’re definitely one of those that are taking the walk of shame afterwards. I don’t see any reason why you should feel that way. You had your fun and I’m sure that you left you and your partner with a smile on both of your faces. Life is too short to get caught up with hang up’s. You should take what you want. As long as you’re not hurting anyone, then it shouldn’t really matter how people may perceive you.” The taxi driver was one Ramon Ramirez. He considered himself to be a Latin romantic, but there were times that you just threw caution to the wind and did whatever you wanted for the sake of pleasure.
“I suppose you may be right about that, Ramon.” She sat there in quiet solitude contemplating how she was going to handle the paperwork that was undeniably going to fall on her desk. She would see it, as a slap to the face, but it wasn’t like he had promised her the world on a silver platter. “I did have a great time. It may have not ended the way that I wanted it too, but I don’t think that I will ever think of him without fond feelings. I don’t know how he felt about it, but I would say that we fed off of each other’s lust for life.” She would love to do it again and they were of like mind in that regard.
Chapter four
She couldn’t believe it and as that plane took off into the open sky, she knew that she had to find some distance away from her problems. Her best friend in Tahoe had offered her safe passage to her winter getaway. Getting pregnant was not something that she expected, but she found over the last couple weeks that she wasn’t going to get rid of it. She was tempted to tell Payton, but this wou
ld have ruined his chances of playing the field. She didn’t want to put him in a position to have to take care of the baby. She was perfectly capable of doing that on her own.
Payton was looking out the window of the airport and seeing that the woman that was carrying his child had now found a way to slip his grasp. He watched the plane disappear, but that was not going to be enough to stop him. He knew that she was on her way to a friend’s place in Tahoe. He thought that if he could corner her at the airport that he could confront her about the baby. Unfortunately, fate had a funny way of playing with his mind and now he had no choice, but to follow her. He had already contacted a private jet and they were already fueled and ready to go on the tarmac.
He felt like his friend had set him up and by telling him that she was pregnant made it impossible for him to let her go without him having his say. Over the last couple of weeks, he couldn’t think of anybody else and it had made him look at the other girls more critically. There were those that were falling all over themselves to be with him, but he denied them that request. He had been celibate for the past two weeks and he had no idea how a girl like Josie could get underneath his skin like that. Her curves and her beautifully big body were permanently on his mind.
He was escorted onto the plane and given the VIP treatment of a celebrity. They were going to meet again and by hell or high water, he was going to make sure that she knew exactly how he felt.
It was a matter of being in the right place at the right time and it seemed that the universe had other ideas of making them like ships in the night. She arrived at the Airport first and went through the customs, before finding a rent a car in her name waiting for her arrival. She drove away from the curb, not realizing that Payton had come out at precisely that time.
Payton called his friend and gave him an ultimatum that he couldn’t refuse. He would get him tickets to the playoffs behind the players box, but he had to find a way to squeeze the information out of the person that he had over heard talking about Payton and the pregnancy. He waited by packing back and forth in front of the Airport doors.
“I got the information that you want and you better not be fucking with me, Payton. I want those playoff tickets and you have no idea what I had to do to get that information. Let’s just say that I’m taking one for the team and leave it at that.” Payton’s friend was one of the other teammates. He wasn’t exactly attracted to the supplier of that information. She wouldn’t give in, until he agreed to one night. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that, as this girl was different than the others. She had this certain quality and maybe it was a good thing that they found each other.
“I promised you the tickets and I am not a man that goes back on my word. I don’t know how to thank you.” He hung up. He hailed a taxi and gave them the address to where he wanted to go. It would take about 15 minutes to get there. He had no idea why Josie would keep this from him, but she had to have a good reason. It was possible that his claim that this was supposed to be a one night stand had made her wonder if maybe their night together was only supposed to be that one night. If that were the case, then he wouldn’t blame her one bit for trying to keep this to herself.
Josie had arrived at the cabin, swung open the door and closed it behind her. She had stopped for a few supplies, but there was a full pantry at her disposal. She had just begun to cook a very hearty meal of pasta, when she saw the headlights of some car coming up the drive. She thought that maybe it was one of her friend’s friends, but then she shockingly put her hand up to her mouth. Payton emerged like a ghost from the past.
Payton saw her through the window and he rushed to the stairs. He looked at her through the only obstacle in the way. She was shaking her head. He smiled and saw that her worry that he was angry had now diminished. He motioned for the door to open and she knew exactly what he wanted. They stood there staring at each other a few inches away.
Payton placed his hand on her stomach and even though it was still too early, he was aware that his prodigy was lying within. “I’m sorry that I made you think that I didn’t want any of this. I think that I was scared that you were getting a little too close for comfort. I thought that I was going soft, but I think I realize now that love has a way of striking at a moment’s notice.”
His hand on her stomach made her see his desire for family had come from a night that they could never talk about openly with anyone. It was wild and untamed and then he was sweeping her off her feet. “I don’t know what to say. I wasn’t expecting to see you and there’s a small part of me that thinks that I’m going to pinch myself and find out that I’m dreaming.” He carried her across the threshold and over to the dining room table. There were no plates to get in the way, as he placed her on top of it. They frantically went after each other’s clothing with him dropping his pants and her lifting her skirt like she had done in the club.
He spit into his hand and made sure that she was ready, before taking her breath way with the first stroke of his mighty weapon. This was a performance that was one that had to be seen. They hammered into each other, forcing each other to look into each other’s eyes and knowing that this was only the beginning.
“Fuck me…fuck me like you didn’t do that night.” She was forcing him to think outside the box and not just do the same thing over again. “I mean it…show me that I’m not just a number or a notch on your belt. Show me with your body that things can always be spicy between us.”
Payton lifted her and she found her legs dangling around his waist with her body now suspended in the air. They’d never done this before and she knew that she must’ve been special for him to put up with the strain of her weight wrapped around him like a boa constrictor.
“I need this more than you can ever know. I’ve been without, since the moment that you left me that morning. I’m not just saying that and I think that you know what I’m referring to…your body…your eyes and the way that you move is like no other. You are a rare gem that needs to be appreciated… Fuck… Fuck…my god; you are just, as wild as I remember. He pushed her up against the wall, not even bothering to care that the pot of vegetables were boiling over. He did manage to reach out and turn the knob to prevent any kind of fire. The only fire that needed to burn out of control was the one between them.
Josie bit his neck and made him cry out, as his cock bucked to the sensation of not only her constricting pussy, but the feel of her mouth making him shiver. He pushed her up against that wall and made her feel him deep inside. She could feel him even deeper, as he planted his feet and lifted her off the floor with the thrust of his knees. They kissed with their mouths scorching and their minds now remembering that night in vivid clarity.
“Oh my god….I think that we are going to…”
“Cum together.” They had said it at exactly the same time, as their union came to an end. They kissed lightly and knew that there was nothing and no one that was going to tear them apart again. He found her by having his friend arrange for him to go to the exact same place that she had tried to hide from him.
He reached for the inside of his jacket. He took out the annulment papers and tore them up in front of her eyes. Their marriage would stay intact and the family that he had always longed for was right there at his fingertips and he was never going to let them go.
RIDE
Chapter one
Tina was sitting there in her office looking over reports and there was a knock on her door. She had told her Secretary Jennifer to leave her alone for the next half an hour. She wanted to catch up with her work and not be bothered by any kind of interference that might keep her from getting out of here early tonight for a change.
The knock was this resounding echo that drummed into her skull. She was getting annoyed and tried to put it out of her mind, but it wasn’t going away. “Jennifer, I don’t think that I have to tell you this again, but I’m not ready for any of your nonsense.” She had long dirty blond hair and a body that she tried to hide from those eager eyes. She couldn�
��t deny that her work in the gym lately had gotten her the results that she was looking for.
“I really think that you should come out here, Dr. Sterling.” Jennifer stood on the other side of the door looking over her shoulder nonchalantly at the man that had just entered. He had walked in like he owned the place and was sitting there in a pinstripe suit looking as dapper as ever. “I don’t think that this guy’s going to take no for an answer. He won’t leave, until he talks to you face to face. I’ve tried to tell him that he could come back later, but he says it’s a matter of life and death.” Jennifer knew that this man was only using that term to get a quick response.
“Tell him that I don’t have time and that he should come back later. If he continues to be a nuisance, then just give him a card to one of the other doctors in the building. I’m sure that one of them will be able to see him in the manner that he requests. I will not be coerced into seeing a new patient. If you need to, you can tell him that I only see female patients.” Tina was getting this migraine. She knew that eventually she was going to have to pop a couple of pills to get rid of it. It was always that way on a Friday afternoon when things had piled up on her desk. She was a bit of a procrastinator. Her mother had warned her that these days would weigh heavily on her shoulders.
She mumbled something underneath her breath. The only person that could hear what she was saying was herself. She was lambasting Jennifer for being bullied and she thought that her assistant was above that sort of thing. She had made it abundantly clear from the moment that she hired her that she was going to have to be her last line of defense.
There was nothing, but silence and it gave her sense of calm to think that Jennifer was doing what she was told. She did like the spunk of this 22 year old kid. There was a small part of her that wanted to live vicariously through some of her stories of late night escapades. She remembered blushing the first time that she told her of the three some that turned out to be an all out orgy by the end of it. She secretly placed herself into those scenarios. She would never do such a thing in real life. She did feel this need to fantasize.
