Now it’s morning and time for me to go to work. I turn the shower up as hot as I can stand it and step in. As the water hits my body, I tighten my grip on my shaft, wishing Silvia were the one holding it. My head falls back and with my mouth open and eyes closed I imagine her sweet pussy and how good it feels to be inside her. My hand strokes faster as her nipples enter my mind in all their perfection. Licking my lips, I continue sliding my hand up and down my shaft. When my balls tighten and my release is near, I grunt and squeeze harder, and faster until my cum explodes onto my hand and down my leg as the shower rinses away the evidence.
After showering and relieving myself of all that built-up energy, I dress in another custom suit and make my way to the counter where breakfast is calling my name. Lori puts a plate of food in front of me. I’m on my cell checking emails when I really take a good look at the food.
I look up and find Lori smiling at me.
“Lori, what the hell is this?”
“Breakfast,” she replies, smiling.
“I don’t like egg white omelets, or turkey bacon or any of this health crap.”
She raises a brow at me.
“Mr. Montgomery, I think that you should eat more healthy foods, I don’t want anything to happen to you, and you’re getting older, and I worry.”
Lori speaks with conviction, and it touches me. I never knew she cared about me that much. I take a piece of the turkey bacon and stuff it in my mouth. She smiles and walks away, humming to herself.
Exiting the elevator, I greet Randal.
“Please take me to a coffee shop that sells donuts, and sandwiches with cheese and eggs.”
Randal cracks a smile.
“I take it you don’t care for Lori’s new way of cooking.”
“Shit, new way of cooking! I can’t stuff that down my throat every day, do you know what’s behind this?”
“No, sir, I don’t, but she called me up earlier and had me try some.”
“Why didn’t you say it was nasty?”
“I figure it’s your place, not mine, Mr. Montgomery.”
Randal opens the door and looks the other way. He is obviously trying not to laugh. I find nothing funny at all, and he could have at least warned me about the new cooking she’s trying. I’m going to send Lori a nice message about skipping these diet foods.
Once I’m back at the office, I call Mr. Fields and give him an update on what I think will be the best move to handle his situation. After that, I start on my ‘in the public eye’ clients, speaking with them over the phone, and a few video conferences. It’s not long before it’s getting close to lunch, and Nora is at my door asking me what I’d like.
“Mr. Montgomery, what would you like me to order for lunch for you?”
“Order me anything Asian. I have a taste for some good Asian food for lunch.”
Nora nods and walks away, closing the door behind her. It’s not long and it’s lunch for me.
I’m eating alone when I see someone trying to video chat with me. I decline, not knowing who it is, until Nora calls me on the intercom.
“Logan Hunt is on the line for you,” she says.
“Okay, put him through.” I pick up the line. “Logan, was that you trying to video chat with me?”
“Yes, sir, it was, we have a problem.”
“Go on.”
He has my undivided attention. If Logan is risking contacting me when he should be on the job, it must be important.
“Well, I didn’t know about the dancing this weekend, but Ms. Demetri has invited Roslyn and myself to come double-dating.”
Shit! I don’t need to be around my spy. Before you judge, Logan is a spy, but now I’m really only keeping him on the task because I want to know if she finds out about Sam.
“You need to make plans with Roslyn doing something else, or do something. I don’t want you at the date. It will be a conflict if Silvia ever finds out.”
“Yes, Mr. Montgomery, that’s what I tried to do, but Roslyn is determined to be there because you’re there.”
“Well, you need to figure it out before Saturday, because if I see your face at the table with Silvia I’m not going to be happy. I trust you will think of something.”
“I’ll do my best, sir, I just wanted you to know.”
I start to feel bad for taking it out on Logan. None of this is his fault; it’s all mine. Now I’m trying to hide shit from Silvia. I’m not going to tell her about Logan being in her office, but maybe if I tell her about Sam it could stop her suspicious friend. It’s not that I don’t think Logan can remain in character; it’s more that I’m not sure if I can. We will be drinking and dancing, relaxing, and if I make one mistake and call him Logan she’s going to wonder why. Silvia’s smart and she is a Demetri she’s been taught to question everything, and that when you see the truth you should question again, because looks can be deceiving. A good moto to have.
“Logan, I’m sorry if it seems like I’m upset with you. I’m not; it’s my own stupid self I’m angry with.”
“It’s fine, sir, and I’m going to think of something to get out of coming to the club.’
“Thank you, Logan, and soon I’ll send you out of the state so you don’t have to deal with Roslyn.”
“Sir, I’m intrigued with Roslyn. She’s not as mean as she seems.”
He’s taking up for her. I’m not going to argue. If he wants her he can have her.
“Okay, Logan.”
The call disconnects and I finish my lunch in peace.
***
As I walk through my door, my mind goes to how it might be if Silvy and I were together every day. I’m used to living alone, and at times I take a trip to the wilderness to be even more alone, but Silvy makes me rethink the whole being alone thing. If I want to get her to even consider being together on a more permanent basis, then I’m going to have to tell her about Sam and her brother. It’s not a secret I’ll be able to keep from her. She knows my sister is dead, but she doesn’t know why or how.
I pour myself a glass of bourbon and relax on the sofa. After a few sips, I remember that I need to check on my lady. See, if I’m going to be with her, I need to always check in with her.
“Hey, beautiful lady. Did you have a good day at work?”
“Yes, I did, and how about your day?”
I sip my drink and think the day was mostly good – besides Logan’s bombshell, that Silvy herself has planned. She hasn’t even told me about her invited guests.
“My day was okay, but much better now that I hear your voice.”
She giggles and I love that sound. It’s a whole hell of a lot better than the pissed Silvia.
“Well, I’m happy to hear your voice as well. And speaking of your voice, since you’re making such a generous donation, I have another event for my big ticket donors. I’ve reserved you a table.”
“Aw baby, you didn’t have to do that, I’m sure someone would love that table.”
“I’m sure they would, but they are not getting it, so anyone else I should put on the list?”
“Add yourself, please… oh, add my friend Blair.”
There’s a silence on the cell phone, and I’m sure this is because Blair and Silvia have never met. I’m not going to say Blair and I used to be a thing, because it was many years ago, but she’s a good friend, and lately it seems like she thinks I’m not a friend. She hasn’t said that exactly. Yet her actions and words are clear. She thinks I’m getting rid of our friendship.
“Who’s Blair?” Her voice is cold.
“She’s a friend I’ve known for a very long time, and she’s fun. You’ll love her.”
“I’m not so sure. Why is this the first time I’m hearing about this close friend who is a woman?”
Yeah, maybe I should have taken Blair to dinner or something instead of this, because the questions are getting intense. I take another sip of my drink, trying to think of a way out of this conversation.
“Silvy, baby, please don’t be je
alous, you have me, no one else. Let’s talk about my Nana, she wants to meet you.”
There’s a long silence, and I start to wonder if she’s hung up, but then she starts talking.
“Well, I can’t wait to meet her. But if you think for one second I didn’t notice the conversation switch then you’re crazy, Jaxson.”
“I’ve been told that I’m crazy about you, but really I knew you would notice. It’s nothing to worry about, trust me.”
“Fine, I’ll add her to your guest list.”
I lean back on the sofa and start thinking about Silvy’s naked body.
“Now, the picture from last night. Can you come over? I thought I saw a mole I didn’t kiss.”
“Jax! You’re so nasty. And no, I’m not coming over.”
She’s kidding, right? I need to be buried inside her before I burst.
“Baby, wait a minute, don’t just say no like that and leave no room for negotiations. Now, I still have that lemon cake.”
“I think this is a form of begging. Are you begging for sex, Jaxson?”
“Oh Silvia, I’m begging, I need you desperately, please come over and ride me.”
She pauses. “If I come over I want that lemon cake, Jaxson.”
“Baby, when you get here I’m feeding you that cake off that sweet pussy of yours.”
I hear the gasp and that’s exactly the response I want. I want her shocked, horny and ready when she gets here.
“Silvy, I’ll be waiting,” I say, disconnecting the phone.
I drink the last of my bourbon and quickly get to the shower and clean myself up. I want to be fresh for my lady. I put on some soft music, dim the lights and put the lemon cake in my room with some wine.
The door dings and I feel a little nervous. I don’t want us to argue, or to think about anything except for us.
When I open the door, she’s wearing some cute leggings and a shirt with flats and a jacket. Her hair is pulled up with some ringlets escaping. I can’t wait for hellos. Gently pulling her towards me, I look into her brown eyes and lean in to kiss her.
I deepen the kiss and place my hand at the nape of her neck, controlling the kiss and taking in all she’s giving to me. When I break the kiss, she’s panting.
“Jax, you ahh… know how to greet a lady.”
“Not just any lady, Silvia. Only you get that type of hello.”
She smiles and comes in further, while I close the door. Silvia walks around and then turns to me. “The house smells good. Is my lemon cake ready?”
Silvia doesn’t want to talk, she’s hot and ready for me.
“Yeah, the cake is waiting for you, in my room.”
I scoop her up in my arms and walk to my room.
“Jax, undress me, please.”
It’s all I need to hear. Putting her down by the bed, I remove her shirt and kiss each breast, eliciting a low moan.
“You’re so beautiful.”
I get down on my knees and pull down her pants. Seeing she’s not wearing panties makes my cock even harder. I plant a soft kiss on her mound, and tap her ankles so she can step out of the yoga pants.
I take my time and kiss her legs and thighs until I get to her center. My tongue laps at her folds until it’s at her clit, and I suck it until she’s begging me to stop. When I stand, she’s breathless and pulling me close.
“Get on the bed, baby, it’s time for the lemon cake I promised.”
“Ohh…” she whispers as she climbs onto the bed.
She stretches out, moving her legs back and forth and up and down, waiting for me. I slice the cake and walk over to her. With my index finger I wipe the frosting off, and wave for her to open her legs. Silvia’s eyes get big, but she does what she’s told. Slathering the frosting on her inner thighs and the top of her mound, I begin to eat the cake, and from time to time I feed her a piece. I eat until it’s all gone.
“Okay. I need this lemon frosting in my mouth.”
I don’t waste any time sucking and licking the frosting off every area. Then I can’t hold out any longer. I place my shaft at her entrance, pushing forward until I’m buried deep inside her. I take her leg and wrap it around my waist, which gives me a better grip on her ass as I thrust inside her over and over again. Just as my release hits me, so does hers, and she wraps her arms more tightly around me as I continue to pump until we both are out of air, lying flat out and spent on the bed.
It’s the best sex we’ve had so far. I pull the cover over both of us as we fall asleep in each other’s arms.
CHAPTER 10
DRINKS AND DANCING
SILVIA
Jax and I have been having sex like we’ve never had it. I can’t complain, though – it’s been amazing. Now, the time has come for our date tonight. He’s going to be here soon, I’m so glad that Roslyn and Franky are coming. It should be a great night.
I decide on a short black dress, with red heels and minimal jewelry. Clubs are usually filled with lots of people, and it gets hot, so putting my hair up is a no-brainer.
I take one last look in the mirror, then go to the kitchen to have a glass of wine. I need to loosen up before I go. Roslyn and Franky will meet us there. Even though Jaxson doesn’t know I’ve invited them, I’m sure it won’t be a problem, and it will give him a chance to make Roslyn believe he means me well.
Halfway through my wine, I hear a knock on my door. I know it’s Jax. Taking a final look at myself in the mirror next to the door, I open it.
“Damn, baby, you’re beautiful. If we didn’t have plans, the things we could do…” Jax says, smiling.
“So, are you saying I look good?” I’m feeling bashful.
“You look better than good, but we need to go.”
“I’m ready. Just let me get me a jacket.”
We walk out and Randal is outside. He cracks a huge smile when he sees me. Jax rolls his eyes at him.
“Baby, Randal is not going to say anything I haven’t said to you,” he says as we reach the open car door.
“Really, I think Ms. Demetri looks like a princess who’s ready to party.” We both laugh.
In the car we pass the time giving each other kisses and laughing.
“We’re here, baby,” says Jax. I turn and see the huge sign, ‘STEAMERS’, on the building. Randal comes around and lets us out of the car.
“I know it’s going to be an awesome night, and before I forget – thank you for a great night. I know I’m going to have a wonderful time.”
We walk pass the doorman without pausing. Once we are inside the club people stare at us, but Jax keeps walking. He must have a particular area he wants to sit in. We go back to the last dance floor and there are tables everywhere, but I don’t see any empty. I hope Jax doesn’t think he can bully someone out of their table. I don’t want him to act like a brute.
We keep walking and I see a tall blonde lady with long legs and thin red lips, wearing a microscopically short red dress. When she sees us, she frowns and then waves at Jaxson. He glances at me with a nervous look, but I ignore him and watch the woman.
When we arrive at the table Jaxson gives her a hug, and she puts out her hand to shake mine.
“Blair, this is my lady, Silvia. Silvia, this is Blair, one of my good friends.” Jaxson smiles at us both, and I want to punch him right in the throat so he can’t breathe. I imagine him gasping like a fish. Let her wrap him up in a big hug then.
“Nice to meet you, Silvia. Jaxson said you were beautiful, but you’re like a goddess.”
“Oh, Jax knows how to sweet-talk a girl, but thank you.” We sit down. A waitress comes over and Jax orders drinks for all of us.
I’m quiet, not wanting to make a huge fuss about his friend Blair. After all, I’ve invited Roslyn and Franky. Yet the way she’s hanging on every word he says, I’m sure he’s slept with her.
“Silvy, baby, you okay? Is your drink okay?”
“It’s fine, Jax, thank you.” I smile sweetly, but he knows there’s nothing sweet abou
t what I just said.
Then I hear her before I see her.
“SILVY, WE MADE IT!” Roslyn yells.
Jax looks at me, and then at Roslyn and Franky, who are almost at the table.
“Oh, Jax, by the way – I invited a few friends, I’m sure you don’t mind.”
“No, not at all.”
Roslyn gives me the look of ‘Bitch, it’s on,’ and I nod in agreement. We all start drinking except for Franky. He sits quietly and watches everyone. I introduced him and Jax, but it was not a connection. Maybe because Franky is an I.T. nerd and Jax thinks he’s the man, but for whatever the reason they haven’t spoken since their introduction.
Jax asks me to dance, and I try to ignore him because I’m still annoyed about seeing some freaking beautiful girl that he says is his friend. He’s not letting me get out of it, so I take his hand and go to the dance floor. As we walk away I turn and see Blair watching us, and when she sees me looking she smiles and waves at me.
“Jax, that girl doesn’t like me, and she wants you.”
“Silvy, you’ve had too much to drink. She’s seeing someone, besides, I’m your man.”
“Have you fucked her?”
“Silvy, why are you jealous? Seriously, you’re mine and I’m yours.”
“I guess that’s a yes.”
“Okay, no more drinks for you. I love you, let’s dance.”
The music comes on and I’m not sure who the artist is, but Jax must like them, because he’s dancing all around me. He’s actually a great dancer, and I just stand there laughing with embarrassment. Finally, a slow song comes on and we slow dance for two songs and then walk back to the table.
“How’s everyone doing?” I ask.
Blair answers calmly. “Well, your friend Roslyn is asking all sorts of questions.”
“Oh, Ros, don’t do that. This is Jax’s old friend, besides he’s my man.”
“Yes, I am his old friend. We go way back, and have had many laughs. Jax, do you remember…”
My eyes shoot daggers at Jax. If he so much as opens his mouth to agree I’m going to rip his lips off.
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