“I know. Believe me, I feel the same. Just knowing that you’re close to me but I can’t do anything to get closer to you is driving me up the wall. I want nothing more than to shout to the whole world that you’re mine, but for now we can’t. Outside, we’ll have to stay away from each other.”
I kissed the back of her head and caressed her hip. “For now, secret meetings at our places would have to suffice.”
“Until when?” she voiced a question that was on repeat in the back of my mind.
“We will see how it shakes out. I can’t set a time right now.”
Her sigh was a clear representation of her feelings. She was conflicted about this as much as I was.
“But you can be sure that I won’t give up on you. I won’t let you go that easily. I’ll fight for us no matter what it takes.”
“I’ll fight for us too, Merritt. I want this to work. I’m just sad that life is so unfair. Why do we have to be in a position where we have to hide our feelings?”
I felt the same. For the first time ever, I wished I wasn’t a Senator. I wished I was just a simple man who could love her with everything he has. It sucked that I couldn’t take her out or tell anyone she was mine. Except Carter, I had to own up to it with him. Eventually.
I kissed her forehead and looked her in the eyes, stroking her hair. “You’re right. It’s not fair, but there’s nothing we can do about it. As I said, this is all for now. We’ll see what our future has in store for us.”
She cupped my face and grazed my lips with hers. “When I’m with you I’m not afraid of anything.”
Her lips returned to mine and her tongue darted out to separate my lips. I opened my mouth eagerly, giving her access, and our bodies connected in a tight embrace. I pulled her onto my lap, making her straddle me, which she used to grind herself against me.
“I guess that means that tonight’s dinner is off?”
That reminded me… “Yes. Wait a sec.” I reached for my phone on the nightstand and dialed the restaurant’s number. All the while, Camilla ground against me with a smirk on her face. “You’re so naughty,” I said right before the person on the other side answered the call.
“Good evening.”
“Good evening. I’m calling to cancel the dinner reservation under Merritt Dawson at nine.”
The woman said something, but I could hardly focus on her words when all I could think about was how good it felt to have Camilla rub her sweet pussy against me. She didn’t stop, moving faster, and I was unable to stop myself from grabbing my dick and sliding into her—right in the middle of the call.
“Yes. That would be all. Thank you,” I said in a strangled voice and ended the call, throwing my phone to the side. “I’ll fuck you so hard because of this.” I growled and grabbed her hips, ramming into her.
Her scream made my cock even harder, and I drove into her wildly, ready for yet another intense round.
“Maybe we can’t go outside together, but if we’re going to spend time like this inside, I don’t mind it at all,” she said huskily.
“I don’t mind being inside. Being inside you, to be precise.” I winked and moved us to that she was on her back and her legs were placed over my shoulders. “Over and over again.”
14
Camilla
Merritt and I continued seeing each other in secrecy. Several days had passed since the night at my place when we made the decision to keep our relationship secret, but it didn’t get any easier. I was seeing him at work all the time, and it hurt almost physically not being able to cross the distance between us and show the world that we were together.
Then there were moments when he was surrounded with secretaries or female assistants. It was as clear as day they were attracted to him, their huge, lustful eyes following him wherever he went. The rumors around the office didn’t stop, saying he was seen making out with some girl in the bar or escorting them out of his place. Merritt was quick to reassure me that they were just that—rumors—and even though I believed him, hearing all those lies wasn’t any easier.
A couple days ago, Megan was close to discovering our secret. Merritt came to my boss’s office, passing next to our office. My eyes glued to him and followed his every step, my lips parting when he returned my stare, which caused my heart to skip a few beats.
I hadn’t even noticed Megan staring at me instead, noticing there was something unusu
al between us.
“Do you like him?” she asked out of the blue, taking me completely by surprise.
“No! Of course not.” That sounded so unconvincing that it was no wonder her eyes narrowed in response. The blush on my cheeks made things even more difficult for me.
“Right,” she replied. “And the ‘fuck me’ look you had on your face now was also just my imagination, right?”