“What are we celebrating, baby?” Daphne asks me.
I grin at her. “Complete freedom, love,” I say and draw her closer. “No more legal troubles to worry about. No more entanglements with the law.”
Daphne leans closer and kisses me. “No more deportation?”
I shake my head. “And a trade deal that's almost ready for signature.”
Her eyes go wide. That’s right. I may have forgotten to tell you. I’ve been on the phone back and forth with my father the last couple weeks. I’ve been getting pretty into the trade deal that he’s working on with the States.
And so tonight, I have two things to celebrate.
I look at the beautiful angel next to me. Make that three.
My life is finally starting to actually go in the right direction. Problem was, I never even knew how far off it was before I met Daphne.
Alicia
We are on top of the world, the greatest city in the world at our feet. Standing there with Derrick by my side, I can’t think of anywhere else I’d rather be.
“What are we celebrating, baby?” I ask him.
He smirks that infuriatingly cute smirk at me. “Complete freedom, love,” he says.
He comes closer and I breathe in deeply, smelling his body. “No more legal troubles to worry about. No more entanglements with the law.”
I give him a wicked grin and I can’t resist it. I kiss him and say with a smile, “No more deportation?”
He’s become much more serious and he shakes his head and tells me with pride, “And a trade deal that's almost ready for signature.”
I can’t believe this is the same man.
“Well then I guess we should celebrate,” I whisper on his lips. I can already feel that tree trunk of a dick pressing through his pants, begging to be freed.
“Why do you think I booked the entire floor?” His eyebrow raises as he speaks.
“Are you gonna sex me all over New York City?” I begin tugging at his tie as the smirk on his handsome face spreads into an all out grin.
“I was planning to fuck you all over the world… If that would be okay with you, Ms. Apple?” He teases and my heart sinks just a little.
There are times when I completely forget the deceit, or elephant, in our relationship, and others when it’s just so obvious or unavoidable. This is one of the times it sneaks up on me in a perfect moment, ruining everything. I don’t want to lie to him, and yes I understand I can just tell him the truth so don’t even say it.
Of course I want to tell him everything. Of course I do! But will he still love me? I know he thinks he’s in love with Alicia, so that shouldn’t make a difference, right? But what about when he finds out the only two women he’s ever loved have both lied to him and deceived him, even worked with his enemy? Will he still feel the same then?
“Come here,” he pulls me arm, jolting me from my thoughts.
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sp; There’s a small private room in the back corner, the outer wall is made of glass overlooking the city, but to the cooks and servers on the top floor, we’re invisible.
“I love you, Daphne,” the words just roll off his tongue now. I can’t even count how many times he’s said it, but it never depreciates in value, every time I hear it my heart skips a beat and I wonder how I could be so lucky to be loved by a man so special.
“I love you, Derrick,” I rise on the balls of my feet to kiss him after my declaration, and we share a long passionate kiss, sliding our tongues slowly against each other, until our lust grows unbearable. As always, Derrick grips my neck, twisting and turning me to his will, dominating me with his masterful mouth.
“I really wanted to make love to you at home,” he groans, ripping my blouse open.
“We can still do that,” I seductively remind him. It’s a rare day when we only have sex once, so I don’t really understand his feigned apprehension.
Running my fingers down his pants, tracing his hard length, he freezes as he always does the second the second I touch him there. Those beautiful blue eyes hidden as he closes them and bites his bottom lip. Slowly, I unbutton his pants after unbuckling his belt. I can see his abdomen muscles flexing through his thin white button down shirt. He knows what I want, and he’s eager to get what’s coming to him.