by Sandi Lynn
“I know I haven’t,” I spoke with irritation.
“Miss Lorelei must be something pretty special.”
“That she is, Tony. That she is.”
He pulled up to the curb and I climbed out. When I walked into the store, blinded by sexy lingerie, a woman named Ashley walked up to me.
“Hello. Is there something I can help you find?”
I cleared my throat as I could feel the embarrassment take over me. “I’m looking for some lingerie.”
“Well, you’ve come to the right place.” She smiled. “Would this be for your wife?”
“No. I’m not married.”
“Oh, your girlfriend, then.”
“No. She’s not my girlfriend. She’s my personal assistant.” Shit. I shouldn’t have said that.
“Oh,” she spoke as she looked down. Now she was the one who was embarrassed.
“Listen, I need something sexy for her to wear while with me. If you know what I mean.”
“Of course. Follow me.”
She led me to the section where they displayed baby-doll nighties. All I wanted was to get the hell out of the store before I embarrassed myself even further.
“Are you looking for a specific color?” she asked.
“I don’t know. I haven’t really thought about it.”
She pulled a nightie from the rack and held it up. “This is our new Very Sexy Chantilly Lace baby-doll. We just got these in a few days ago. As you can see, it’s very sheer with revealing cutouts and traces of lace.”
“Perfect. I’ll take it.”
“This particular one comes in six colors. Which color would you prefer?”
“I don’t know. What color is that you’re holding up?”
“This is called Bare All.”
“I can see why it’s named that. That color is fine.”
“Great. We do have a matching V-string panty. Would you like that as well?”
“Umm. Yes. That would be great.”
“What size in the baby-doll and panty?” she asked.
“Small.”
“Excellent. Will that be all?”
“Yes.”
I followed her to the register and handed the cashier my credit card.
“I would like that boxed up and delivered over to the Trump Hotel as soon as possible.”
“I’m sorry, sir, but we don’t deliver.”
I rolled my eyes. “Fine. Just box it up and hand it to me. I’ll deliver it myself.”
When I climbed into the limo, Tony started to laugh.
“Did you have fun in there, Jack?”
“So humiliating. Take me to the Trump before heading back to the office.”
Tony pulled up to the Trump and I climbed out with the Victoria’s Secret box in my hand.
“May I have the key to my room? In fact, give me two keys.”
“Certainly, Mr. Sutton. Enjoy your stay and welcome back.”
“Thank you. I intend to.” I winked.
As soon as I entered the suite, I set the box on the bed in the bedroom and took a piece of paper from the desk.
Lorelei,
A little something for you to put on before I get here.
Jack
Chapter Twenty-Three
Lorelei
Stepping into the Trump Hotel, I took the elevator up to the suite that Jack had reserved. Nerves settled inside me as I opened the door and stepped inside. I felt like a prostitute and I couldn’t believe that I had agreed to this. After I left the office, I phoned my mom to let her know that I would be a little late picking up Hope because I was working on something and I wouldn’t get out on time. Another lie. What was happening to me? It seemed as though lately, everything that came out of my mouth was a lie.
Looking around the suite, I was enthralled by the class and beauty of it. Taking note of the chocolate-covered strawberries sitting on the counter, I picked one up and bit into it with a smile. Walking into the bedroom, I noticed a box that said Victoria’s Secret on it sitting on the bed with a note. I sat down, read the note, and looked at the box. I was too scared to open it. I was afraid to see what was inside. I pulled my phone from my purse and dialed Stella.
“What’s up, chicky?” she answered.
“I don’t have time to explain, so I need you to listen to me. Don’t ask any questions. I’m in a suite that Jack reserved for us at the Trump Hotel. Sitting on the bed next to me is a box from Victoria’s Secret and I’m scared to open it.”
“I’m sorry, but I have to ask. Why are you at the Trump? Are you two having sex again?”
“Yes, and I said no questions. He’s not here yet. He wanted me to come to his place tonight, but I told him I was meeting you. So he booked this room and let me off work two hours early.”
A sudden burst of laughter flowed through the phone. “I’m sorry. That is just awesome. Open the damn box, Lorelei. I’m sure it’s some sexy lingerie he wants you to wear. What a kinky fucker he is.”
“Oh my God. Stop it!”
“Lorelei, open the box and take a pic and send it to me. I want to see what he bought you.”
“Fine. I’m going now. I’ll send you a picture.”
I took in a deep breath as I lifted the lid and unwrapped the pink tissue paper that revealed a sexy nightie. I gulped as I removed it from the box and held it up. Laying it on the bed with the matching panties, I took a picture and sent it to Stella.
“Oh. I love that! He has great taste. Go put it on and feel sexy! Text me later tonight. I want all the juicy details.”
Stepping into the bathroom, I changed out of my business clothes and slipped into the nightie Jack bought. As I stood and stared at myself in the full-length mirror, I ran my hands down my sides. This piece of lingerie, what little there was to it, was beautiful. I especially loved the matching V-string panties. I heard the hotel door open and Jack call my name. My insides twisted and, suddenly, I became very embarrassed. I shouldn’t have been because he had already seen me completely naked.
As I stepped out of the bathroom and turned off the light, Jack walked into the bedroom.
“Wow,” he spoke as his eyes raked over me from head to toe. “You look amazing in that.”
“Thank you. It’s beautiful. You didn’t have to buy it.”
He slowly walked over to me with a smile on his face and placed his hand on my cheek.
“I wanted to see you in lingerie. Damn.” He slowly shook his head. “It was worth the extreme embarrassment of walking into Victoria’s Secret.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “You had never been in that store before?”
“Never,” he spoke as he took off his suit coat and tie.
All of my embarrassment about wearing the lingerie in front of him melted away when he said that. I was pretty sure I had just fallen a little bit harder for Jack Sutton.
His smile captivated me as his hands cupped my ass tightly. His lips softly brushed against mine and, suddenly, I felt breathless.
“You smell so good,” he whispered as his tongue slid up my neck. “I’ve been dreaming about this since our first night together.”
His hands moved from my behind and swept over my breast. His fingers teased my already hardened nipples with the sheer fabric of the lingerie. The ache between my legs was pulsating with desire as he slowly moved one hand down and rubbed the silk material of the panties against me. Sliding his finger and moving the silk edge to the side, he slowly and gently dipped a finger inside of me while a low moan escaped him.
“You’re so damn wet already. Do I turn you on, Lorelei?” he asked breathlessly.
“Yes.” I tilted my head back as his tongue stroked my throat.
My hands reached for his shirt and began unbuttoning it. Sliding it off his shoulders, my fingers took in every inch of his well-defined muscular arms. While his finger explored me, his other hand untied the bow on my nightie and he bent down to let his tongue explore my naked breasts. Vibrations shot through me as his lips wrapped
themselves around my nipple, sucking at first and then gently nipping. When he placed his thumb on my clit and made tiny circles, my legs felt as if they were going to buckle out from under me. The pleasure my body felt was incredible and I never wanted it to end.
“Before I go down and taste that sweet pussy of yours, I need you to come for me,” he spoke as his mouth planted small kisses down my torso. “You’re so close. I can feel it.”
He was right, and a couple of more strokes later, my body gave way to an amazing orgasm. My body began to shake as it ripped through me while his hand held the small of my back.
“That’s what I like.” He smiled as his finger that was inside me swept over my lips.
Picking me up in one swoop and carrying me over to the bed, he lay me down and stood in front of me while he kicked off his shoes and took down his pants, releasing his solid hard cock. I moved back across the bed as he slithered his way between my legs and moved his tongue delicately up my inner thigh. The anticipation was exciting and I wanted nothing more than to feel his mouth on me.
****
Jack
She tasted even better than before and I was more than ready to be inside her and feel the warmth envelope my cock. I was so hard, it almost hurt, and I needed to be inside her. After exploring her pussy with my mouth, I climbed up and hovered over her.
“Your turn.” She smiled.
I looked down at her in surprise. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.” She licked her lips and I almost came.
Standing up in front of the bed, she sat up and wrapped her warm lips around my cock and began sucking up and down my shaft. I threw my head back as my hands fisted her hair. Her rhythmic movement was unbelievable and she had me on the brink of an orgasm.
“Ah, baby. You’re going to make me come. That’s it. Oh God. You feel so good.”
She sped up her movement as her head bobbed up and down effortlessly. She sent me into oblivion as she wrapped her hand around the base of my cock and her sucking motion became flawless. The pressure built and I was there. Pulling me out of her mouth, she stroked me up and down as my come exploded all over her hand. Closing my eyes for a moment, I took in a deep breath.
“Are you okay?” She lightly laughed.
“I’m incredibly wonderful,” I responded as I looked down at her.
I walked to the bathroom and grabbed a towel from the rack. I wrapped it around her hand and kissed her lips as I cleaned her up.
“You have one very talented mouth, Lorelei. My God, that was amazing.”
“So do you, Jack.” She grinned.
I tossed the towel to the side and stood her up while caressing her perfectly round breasts. My cock was once again rising quickly and the need to be inside her grew stronger. Pulling back the sheets, she climbed in on her hands and knees and all I saw was her beautiful ass staring at me. She turned her head and looked back at me as her lips gave way to a small smile. That was the way she wanted it and I was more than happy to accommodate her request. Tearing open the condom wrapper with my teeth, I slipped it over my cock and thrust inside her.
After we finished, we both lay on our sides and stared at each other.
“Do you have any regrets about coming here today?” I asked as I stroked her hair.
“Not at all.” She ran her finger in circles around my chest.
“Good. Because I don’t want you to ever have any regrets. Listen, I know you need to go and meet your friend, so maybe we should have a quick glass of champagne and a couple strawberries first.”
“Okay.”
We climbed out of bed and put on the robes that the Trump so nicely supplied. Walking out into the living room of the suite, I opened the champagne and poured us each a glass. As I handed Lorelei some champagne, she picked up a chocolate-dipped strawberry and brought it up to my lips. It was at that very moment when I took a bite and watched the beautiful smile cross her lips that Lorelei Flynn became more to me than just my personal assistant.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Lorelei
I kissed Jack goodbye and hailed a cab to my mom’s house to pick up Hope. On the way home, we stopped and picked up a carryout of Chinese food to take back with us.
“You seem different, Mommy.” Hope smiled as she bit into her egg roll.
“I do?”
“Yeah. You seem happier.”
Crap. I guess that’s what mind blowing sex will do to you.
“I’ve always been happy, baby.”
“I know. But today, you seem extra happy.”
“That’s because I’m here with you.” I tapped her on the nose.
She giggled. Once we finished dinner, I told Hope to sit on the couch and watch TV while I took a shower. After undressing, I stood and looked at myself in the mirror. Hope was right, I did look extra happy today. I needed to tell Jack about my daughter and tomorrow would be the day I would. He would understand, especially after today. The first time we had sex, something happened between us, but today, it grew stronger and he became more to me than just my boss. I completely fell head over heels for him and now there was no turning back. He made himself a place in my heart and he made me happy.
****
Jack
As I was getting ready to leave the hotel, I saw Lorelei’s book lying on the floor next to the chair. It must have fallen out of her bag. I picked it up and sat down on the couch. Opening it, my eyes scanned the designs of various dresses; some casual and some very elegant. I smiled as I flipped through the pages. She was extremely talented and her designs were stunning. It made me wonder why she kept this a secret from me. I closed the book and dialed Tony.
“Are you close? I’m ready to leave.”
“I will be there in about five minutes, Jack.”
“Okay. Thanks, Tony.”
I grabbed my suitcoat and went down to the lobby and checked out. As I stepped out of the hotel, Tony pulled up.
“I need you to drive me to Lorelei’s apartment. She left something behind and she’ll probably want it tonight.”
“Are you sure she’s home?” he asked.
“She said her friend was coming over for dinner tonight, so that would mean she’d be home.”
“Very well, Jack.”
When Tony pulled up to the curb of Lorelei’s apartment building, I looked around the sketchy area. It bothered me that she lived in this part of Harlem. As I walked up the steps to the building, an elderly lady was walking out the door with her walker. I ran and grabbed the door for her and held it open.
“Thank you, young man.” She smiled.
“You’re welcome. Do you know which apartment is Lorelei Flynn’s?”
“Who wants to know?” She glared at me.
“I’m Jack Sutton, her boss over at Sutton Magazine.” I reached in my pocket, pulled out my business card, and handed it to her. “She left her sketchbook behind at the office and I’m bringing it to her.”
She studied my business card and then looked at me. “She’s in apartment 2C. That’s very nice of you to bring that to her. That book is one of her most prized possessions.”
“I know.” I gave her a smile. “Thank you.”
She simply nodded and walked away. I took the elevator up to the second floor and her apartment. Knocking on the door, I heard a voice on the other side.
“Who is it?”
I frowned. It didn’t sound like Lorelei.
“It’s Jack Sutton.”
I could hear the locks unlocking and then the door opened. I stood there in shock as I stared down at a little girl.
“I’m sorry. I must have the wrong apartment. I’m looking for Lorelei Flynn.”
“That’s my mom.” She smiled.
I swallowed hard and suddenly became very heated as I stared at the little girl with long blonde hair and big blue eyes.
“My name is Hope. It’s nice to meet you.” She held out her small hand.
I was confused and I think I was in shock. I lightly shook her
hand and she invited me inside.
“You can come in and wait. My mom is in the shower, but she’ll be out soon. Come sit down on the couch. I’m watching one of my favorite movies: Cinderella.”
I was at a loss for words, but I stepped inside the small apartment anyway. Hope ran and plopped herself down on the couch, patting the cushion next to her. I took a seat and looked at her as she stared at me.
“How old are you, Hope?”
“Seven. How old are you?”
“Thirty-two. You shouldn’t be answering the door when you don’t know who is on the other side. That’s very dangerous.”
“I know you. You’re my mom’s boss at work. She says you’re mean.”
I arched my brow at her. “She told you that?”
“Yes.” She giggled.
Suddenly, I heard Lorelei’s voice behind me.
“Who are you talking — Jack?” Her eyes widened as she stood there in her silk robe and dripping wet hair, looking at me.
I stood up from the couch. “This must have fallen out of your bag. I didn’t want you to worry that you’d lost it, so I decided to bring it over.”
“Jack, I can—”
I put my hand up. “Don’t, Lorelei. Please. Just don’t.” I set her sketchbook down on the coffee table and headed towards the door.
“You’re leaving already, Mr. Sutton?” Hope’s small voice spoke to me.
“Yes. I have somewhere I need to be. It was nice to meet you, Hope.” I opened the door and walked out of the apartment, shutting it behind me.
It felt like the wind had been knocked out of me. I climbed into the limo and, instantly, Tony knew something was wrong.
“What’s wrong, Jack? Was she home?”
“Yeah. She was home. She has a kid.”
“What? Lorelei has a child?”
“Yep. Her name is Hope and she’s seven years old.”
“She never mentioned that to you?”
“No. Not one word. This changes everything, Tony. Take me home. I need a drink.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Lorelei
I stood there practically shaking.
“Mommy, are you okay?”
“Yes, baby. I’m fine. It’s time for bed. Okay?”
