The Cliff

by Gucker, Christie A. C.

  “Everything is fine? There was a naked woman in your room and you touched her.”

  “Not by choice, Lanie. She’s gone. She had way too much to drink. I’m surprised she didn’t puke on the laptop.”

  “You danced with her?”

  “Lanie, she danced with every single guy there.”

  “Well, last time I checked, you’re not exactly single. What the fuck, Grant?”

  “Lanie, you listen to me. I have no control over that woman. I told her the deal was off if she was going to continue to act like a slut in my room.”

  “Why the hell was she in your room? How the hell did she get in? And that deal is off already.”

  “Apparently she’s a very important guest to this hotel. She had them make an extra key to my room. I just called the front desk and told them to reprogram my door. They’re coming back with a new key now.”

  “I’m coming out there, tonight. Chelsie will drive me to the airport.”

  “Lanie, there’s no reason to do that. I mean really, there isn’t. By the time you get here, I’ll be on my way home to you. Where I want to be.”

  “You touched her breast. You saw her naked.”

  “Lanie.”

  I immediately thought about how he must feel about what he saw me do. I shut my mouth and the tears began to flow freely. I was bawling.

  “Lanie, please, don’t cry. You’re breaking my heart. I would never do anything to hurt you. I’ll leave right now and we can forget this whole deal. I don’t care. Let the company fold. We have enough to live comfortably for the rest of our lives.”

  His words bore into me. I knew he loved me. If I said yes, he’d be on the next flight home. I was just about to say yes when my cell phone rang. I grabbed it and looked at the number. I had no idea who it was.

  “Grant, don’t go anywhere. Talk to Chelsie.” I handed Chelsie the phone and she immediately ripped into Grant for not letting me travel with him.

  “Hello?” I answered my cellphone.

  “Lanie? This is Brianna Stone. I wanted to apologize whole-heartedly for what just happened.” Her words were slurred and she was crying.

  “You have a lot of fucking nerve calling me, let alone what you did tonight!” I spat at her. “I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but what you did was so out of line. And I couldn’t care less if you sign the contracts tomorrow. I don’t care about your business that much.”

  “I completely understand. But I need your business. My company will fall apart if I don’t get this contract signed and my father will kill me. I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize how in love with you Grant is. All men cheat. Please, is there anything I can do to make this better? I need this partnership. Please, Lanie, you’re my last hope.”

  I thought about what she was saying. I could make this bitch pay by fucking her entire world up right now. I listened to her beg me through her tears.

  “I’m an ass for what I did. Please, Lanie, please. I’ll double the production; I’ll double all the numbers. Anything you want. I need to have this contract go through. Please, my father will kill me. He’ll beat me. Do you hear me?”

  Now I felt a twinge of sadness for her. I didn’t like this woman at all, but I wasn’t going to be the reason her father beat her.

  “Listen to me, Brianna. I have no intentions of ever liking you, but I refuse to have it on my shoulders that your father hurt you. Why don’t you call the police on his ass? I’ll do it.”

  “No. Don’t do that. Please. You don’t know who you’re dealing with. He’s a very powerful man.”

  I had heard about her father. He was a legend in the industry. He was ruthless if you got on his wrong side, but if he cared for you in any way, he would make sure everything you wanted would happen. I didn’t want to mess with him. He was a force to be reckoned with. He could tear our company apart piece by piece. I thought about Jack, Jennifer and Joe. What would they do? What would they think?

  I took a deep breath in.

  “Brianna. I’ll allow this deal to move forward. But you will never, and I mean never, work directly with Grant again without me being present. Do you hear me? Never. And we will be doubling all the numbers.”

  “Deal. Oh, Lanie, thank you. I’m so sorry. I never should have done that. Never. I’m so sorry. Thank you. Thank you!”

  “One wrong move, do you hear me? One. Just one and I’ll go to your father myself. Do you hear me, Ms. Stone? You’re on my shit list. Big time!”

  “I know and I deserve it. It was terrible what I did. Grant is just so … hot and perfect. But I understand he’s yours. I do. I’ll do anything you want. Please don’t call my father. Please.”

  She continued to sob. It was pathetic, really. A rich little brat who was used to getting whatever she wanted. But she was not getting Grant. That bitch would never be able to have him because he loved me. He only wanted me.

  “Fine. I’ll hold off on calling him. You are to stay in your room for the rest of the night. You are not to contact Grant at all. He’ll meet you at the web conference tomorrow. If I see you within three feet of him, I will make that phone call. And believe me, you don’t want to fuck with me. I’m sure you’ve already seen what I’m capable of.”

  “Yes. Yes, I saw. I promise. And for any future dealings, I’ll deal directly with you. Not with Grant, ever again.”

  “Good night, Ms. Stone.”

  “Good night, Lanie. I’ll see you at the web conference.” I hung up and put my hand out for the other phone.

  “Grant?”

  “Lanie, what happened? Who was that on the other phone?”

  “That would have been your attacker.”

  “Is the entire deal off? Can I come home now?”

  “No. The deal is still on. But Dane will need to work overnight with the lawyers to redraw the contracts. Ms. Stone’s agreed to double what she was paying us before. The contracts will be signed tomorrow as planned, and you’ll be on the first flight home right after.”

  “I knew I shouldn’t have come. Dane should’ve handled this entire deal.”

  “No, I should have. Neither of you can apparently work with our female clients. I’ll handle them all from now on. Dane’s too much of a player and you’re way too pretty.”

  I heard Grant laugh softly.

  “Now, I need to see how badly you want only me. So get the fuck back on your laptop and be prepared to make it worth my while.” I was totally in work mode. I heard Grant say, ‘Fuck, yes.’ and he hung up.

  I smiled at my girls, and skipped up the stairs, singing something about how I was going to get some.

  Grant was already connected to my computer, one of the great things about sharing all our personal pass codes. I couldn’t see him.

  “Grant? Where are you?”

  I saw him come into the camera’s view. He had a towel in his hand.

  “Did you start without me?”

  “No, Love, I had to wash my hand with scalding water since it touched another woman.”

  My man knew what I liked to hear. He held his hand up and it was bright red. He wasn’t kidding; it looked like he’d burned it.

  “That hand still going to work? You owe me some hot webcam loving,” I purred.

  “I owe you anything you want,” he growled back.

  “Take off all your clothes. Now! Do it. Wait, first go put the chain on your door.”

  He smiled and got up to bolt the door. Then he reached over, put music on, and lowered the lights.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Watch.”

  He began to dance around the room, swaying his hips and trying to look sexy. It almost looked humorous, but damn, even trying to be funny, what he was doing was hot as hell. He began to do his best striptease. I laughed and clapped for him and made sure to make lots of whoot-sounds for him. His face turned slightly red and he threw his briefs towards the laptop, covering the webcam. I booed and hissed. He laughed and fumble with something and then the briefs were gone
, restoring my view.

  I got an eyeful because his man parts were right in line with the camera. I cheered as he danced away from the camera and gave me the booty shot of all time. I could’ve slid right off my seat then and there he had me so riled up for him.

  “Oh, Baby, if I could I’d give you a dollar right now …”

  “Apparently you gave me millions of dollars, since you’re a shark when it comes to the media and negotiating our deals.”

  “Holy shit, Grant. I have to call Dane and tell him about the contracts. They have to work on those tonight.”

  “Seriously? You’d rather go call Dane than see this?” And he turned so I could see his hot ass again, and he flexed his cheeks extra special for me.

  “Mmmm. Well, we’ve done worse during phone calls, have we not?”

  “Why yes, we have.”

  I grabbed the phone and dialed Dane.

  “Hello?”

  “Dane, you have to call the lawyers for an emergency meeting. We have to redo the contracts.”

  “Why? What the fuck happened?”

  “Well, I was on the computer with Grant …”

  I saw Grant shake his head no.

  “Um, and Bri wanted to speak with me.”

  “Bri? You’re calling her Bri now?” That’s right Dane, Brianna Stone was my bitch now. I could call her anything I damn well pleased.

  “Why yes. You don’t call her that? Anyway, I basically talked her into doubling the amounts she was going to pay us.”

  Grant sat down in front of the camera. He smiled quite seductively at me. His eyes were heavy with lust.

  “Hold on, Dane.”

  “What? Not now. I want to hear …” But I didn’t hear what he said next. I was taking my top off for Grant, whose smirk got higher on one side of his absolutely hot fucking mouth. I licked my lips and then parted them, moving closer to the screen. He moved slightly back so I could see how happy he already was.

  “Sorry. Uh, where was I?” My mind was totally focused on Grant. I looked directly into his eyes; well at least I thought I was.

  “You got Bri to agree to double? That part?” Dane sounded like he was ready to screech like a little girl who just got handed a brand new puppy. He loved money.

  And I loved Grant. He was all I could think about right now.

  “Lanie? Are you going to leave me hanging like this?” Dane was starting to freak a bit. I rather enjoyed it.

  I reached in front and unclasped my bra for Grant. He growled softly.

  “Yes, I was still on fire from the press conference. I just stuck my chest out and gave it a shot.” I heaved my breasts toward the screen. Grant’s mouth opened in a huge grin.

  “You’re being serious?”

  “No, I’m fucking around.” I grabbed my breasts and gave Grant kissy-lips. He ran his hands through his hair while displaying a very determined look on his face. I smiled devilishly at him.

  “Lanie, what are you doing?” Dane said.

  I suddenly felt weird that Dane was in the room with us, so to speak. I think Grant did, too. He smiled and shook his head.

  “Lanie, go speak with Dane. You can call me back. I’m not going anywhere. And I want your full attention,” he said it sexily slow.

  “You’re on the laptop with Grant right now? No wonder you’re not paying attention to me.”

  Grant waved and turned off the webcam. I let out an annoyed huff and told Dane an abridged version of what we had to do tonight.

  “Lanie, you need to be in the meeting.”

  “No. No, I do not. And I have a phone call I need to finish. I’ve barely spoken to Grant since he left and I want to do that, not sit in a meeting with a stuffy old law team. That’s your gig. You owe me.”

  “Fine, but at least be on the first ten minutes of the call so we can hear what we need to do. Okay?” I huffed again.

  “Give me fifteen minutes. I’ll call in to the conference line.”

  “Ten. Ten minutes.”

  I called Grant from my cell.

  “Grant?”

  “Well, this isn’t going to be as much fun, unless you plan on talking very dirty to me.”

  “I’d love to, really, but I need to sit in on the first ten minutes of the lawyer conference call.”

  “Lanie, please. I’m aching for you right now. It’s very hard.”

  “How hard is it?”

  “That’s very hard, too. Just thinking of you. Seeing your skin. You have me a mess right now and you can’t leave me like this.”

  No. I didn’t want to leave him all hot and bothered, slightly intoxicated with a flasher in the same hotel. Although I didn’t think Brianna Stone would be an issue anymore. I turned my computer on and could hear his computer receive the prompt.

  I could see his beautiful face on my screen. His eyes seemed to sparkle at me and were full of want and need. I wished I could touch him so I reached out and touched the screen. He smiled at me.

  “Lanie, fuck. I need you so badly.”

  I felt his need. Being away from him made me hurt for him, too. The lawyers could wait.

  He was wearing his robe.

  “I want to see you, all of you.”

  He responded easily and opened his robe for me. Yes. He was so fine. I eyed every inch of him. His muscular body sent a shiver through me. I removed my shirt yet again, and then everything else for him.

  “Lanie, you’re so beautiful.”

  “I want to make love to you so badly,” I said softly. “I ache for your touch.”

  “Touch yourself for me. Please. I can’t do it. Close your eyes and pretend it’s my hands on you.”

  I quickly complied wanting to give him anything he requested.

  “Lanie, I want more. I want it all.”

  So I gave him what he asked for. I heard him groan as he watched me pleasure myself for him.

  “It’s been too long without your touch,” I managed to squeak out.

  “I want to watch you; hear you, Lanie.”

  “Oh God, Grant, I wish you were here,” I breathily moaned.

  “Lanie, so hot, so beautiful. Look at me, Baby.”

  Our eyes were locked. I’m not sure how long we were like that, but I snapped out of it as soon as my cell began to vibrate.

  “We could’ve used that about three minutes ago,” he laughed.

  “Funny. You could’ve just called me over and over again.”

  “We’ll have to remember that for next time.”

  “No next time. You’re never leaving me again and from now on you and I are travel buddies.”

  “I like that and agree completely. Now you better go take that call; then call me right back.”

  “Okay, Babe. I love you so much.”

  “I love you too, Lanie. Don’t you ever forget that. No matter what, nothing will ever change that.”

  I smiled and gave him a wave before closing my screen and dialing in.

  * * *

  I finished the call an hour later and quickly dialed Grant as soon as I hung up.

  Hi, this is Grant Bennett. I’m not available. Leave me a message.

  Damn. He must have fallen asleep.

  “Hey, Babe. You must have been tired. I am, too. But call me if you wake up. Really, don’t worry about what time it is cause it’s my turn to see more of your sexy self. Okay? I love you. Can’t wait till you get home.”

  I headed off to sleep with Grant replacements: my cell phone and Woof. Sleep would close the gap a little more until Grant and I could be together sooner.

  * * *

  I literally jumped out of bed at six even thought I’d hoped to sleep until noon so the call would happen and Grant could be on the first flight back. I headed down to make coffee first. It was too early to call Grant, so I figured I’d shower and be ready, wanting look especially hot today to give Brianna Stone an idea of what Grant had waiting at home for him.

  The girls were gone, probably sleeping over at Grant’s house. Well, I did leave the
m for websex and lawyers.

  I chose a cute little buttercream-colored sheath dress. I’d wear my hair down, with loose curls, and sexy. I chose a cute little pair of matching shoes, not that they could see my feet, but they made me feel sexy as hell. Hey, I was dressing for Grant, too. I wanted him to drool over me right in front of her. I jumped in the shower, jumped back out, and got myself all prettied up.