Bonds of Attraction (Full Length Erotic Romance Novel) (26 page)

“Get out of there?” the balding officer said,
a hint of something disapproving in his voice.

“Yeah, we left,” I said defensively. The
younger officer was writing everything I said furiously. When I said that I had
left with a man, I saw a wry smile adorn his face.

“We took his car. Then we decided to go back
to my office.”

“What was the man’s name?” the younger
officer said, looking up from his pad of paper.

“Tom. I didn’t get his last name.”

“So you bring home this guy, this ‘Tom’, and
you don’t even get his last name?” the balding officer asked incredulously. “Is
this a regular thing for you?”

“We didn’t go back to my place,” I protested.
It was a strain to talk and the officer’s tone wasn’t helping. “I said we went
back to my office. Try and pay attention.”

The officer’s face turned red with
embarrassment or anger. The younger officer suppressed laughter, shook his head
and continued to write.

“We were having a drink at my office and
listening to some music.”

“Wait, did anybody see you leave the club
with this man?” the older officer asked.

Stills’s face shot out in my mind. The look
of confusion as I made out with a complete stranger on the dance floor. The
look on my face as we walked by him, only adding to his confusion.

“Yes, the manager. His name is Stills. His
last name is Stillwagon. I don’t remember his first name. He was the one who
hired me to find a match for his friend. He’ll remember me.”

“Did you bring this man home, oh, excuse me,
to your office, for sex?” the older officer asked snidely.

“What business of it is yours why I brought
him to my office?” I asked angrily. “He’s not the one who shot me.”

“Alright, I think that Ms. Facet needs her
rest,” the doctor interjected, obviously upset with the tone that the officers
were taking me. “I think it’s time that you both leave.”

“Alright, alright. We’re sorry,” the older
officer said, trying to smooth over his remarks.

“I’ll talk to you,” I said, pointing to the
younger officer. “Not you, or I’m going to bed.” I eyed the balding officer
angrily.

“Tell us what happened when you got to your
office. Try to be specific, I know it’s kind of awkward but it actually might
help,” the younger officer said calmly.

“We had a drink and talked for a little bit.
I put on some music and then things started to,” I said, pausing to think of
how to continue. “Things escalated. I didn’t hear her come in.”

“So your companion, Tom, saw her as well,
correct?”

“Definitely.” I had a flash of Marilyn
jerking him off into her palm. “He’ll absolutely remember her.”

“What happened when she walked in on you
two?”

“Well,” I said. I was unsure as to whether I
should give the full details. My face started to blush when I thought of the
absolute ridiculousness of what had happened even before she had shot me. “She
told him to leave, and when he wouldn’t she basically grabbed him and
threatened to claim he tried to rape her or that he actually did. Tom was so
freaked out that he left.” It was the truth, minus a few bizarre details. If
they questioned Tom, if they could even find him, and he told them everything,
my story would still hold up even without all the details.

“Sounds like a real stand up kinda guy,” the
balding officer interjected, shaking his head.

“Marilyn started ranting about Leon. See, she
had shown up at my office a few days prior and tried to get me to arrange the
two of them. She said that a cousin had told her I was looking for potential
matches for him, which was true.”

“You run a matchmaking service, correct?” the
young officer asked.

“Yes. Leon Christensen was a particularly
difficult client to match up so I reached out to all of my previous clients and
contacts to try to find potential women. Marilyn must have found out that way,
or she was just stalking Leon and found out about it some other way and lied
about having her cousin arrange a meet-up. I don’t really know.”

The doctor was listening just as intently as
the officers, fascinated with the story. I could see lines of worry cutting
across her otherwise pretty face. I smiled at her and she gave me a small smile
back.

“Marilyn demanded I arrange a meeting. When I
said no, she pulled a gun. I tried to call 911 when she made me call Leon, but
after I dialed the number, she snatched the phone from my hand. That was when
she realized what I had done. She completely freaked out and shot me. I passed
out shortly after that.”

The young officer was silent for a while as
he wrote. He flipped over two pages, scribbling wildly on each page, rushing to
get the story on paper.

“Is there anything else you can think of that
might help us find Marilyn?”

“Yes,” I said, a realization dawning on me.
“I have a file on her at my office. It has her address, well, at least it’s an
address. Whether it’s hers or not I don’t know. You can search my office for
it, of course. I give you permission to go in the file cabinet for the women,
but only the women. I’m gonna have to get my lawyer to accompany you though, I
don’t want my clients freaked out thinking I’m letting the police sort through
their personal information.”

“That’s completely fine,” the officer said,
rising from his seat. He walked next to my bed and rested his hand on the bar
that prevented me from rolling out. “We’re glad you’ve made it through.” It was
strangely touching.

“Call my secretary and she can arrange for a
time with the lawyer. Tell her it’s absolutely urgent.”

“No problemo,” the young officer said. “Is
there anybody else you’d like us to get in touch with?”

“No,” I said quietly. It wasn’t entirely a
lie. I didn’t want to talk to my mother until I was out of the hospital, she
would only freak out anyway. My dad was probably too busy on vacation with his
latest secretary conquest.

The two officers thanked me, the balding
mustached one with a slightly disgruntled tone, and then left. The pain in my
shoulder was throbbing and I was feeling achy all over. The doctor began to
check me and then she turned right to me and smiled.

“Do you need some more morphine for the
pain?” she asked.

“Oh, god yes.”

The weight of my body lifted away, fizzling
out into the ceiling. I felt a warmth envelope me like a soft blanket and all
the pain dissipated as it wrapped around me tighter. The doctor’s voice drifted
away until finally there was silence in the room, although I didn’t mind the
doctor talking. My eyes were closed and a small smile touched my lips. My world
was without worry or care. The hospital room disappeared completely.

A warm sun shined down on my skin. I felt its
radiance absorb into my exposed flesh and it felt wonderful. I could see the
sun as an orange globe behind my closed eyes and I smiled as I basked in its
healing light. From somewhere above me, a bird cooed and a dozen other birds
answered its call. I felt grass beneath my fingers and I laughed at nothing in
particular.

“More wine, my love?” a man’s voice said to
me.

I opened my mouth to reply, but no words came
out. A hand caressed the side of my face and it felt as warm and welcoming as
the sun, filling my heart with excited joy. I leaned my head over, still
closing my eyes, and kissed the fingers that had just departed from their
caress.

“Today is,” the man said, pausing for years
before he finished the sentence. “Perfect.”

I laughed again, feeling better than I had
ever felt. Lips graced my forehead and I felt them plant a small kiss on my
warm skin. I opened my eyes to see Leon leaning over, his face hovering over
mine. The sun illuminated him in light from behind and he glowed before me,
beautiful. I reached up a weightless arm and held the side of his face.

“I missed you,” I said breathlessly. No sound
came out, but Leon smiled and moved his head over and kissed my hand.

We were running, running nowhere and running
everywhere. Water shimmered to the left of us and I looked out over a vast lake
where small disturbances of water glimmered light from the sun in my eyes. We
ran faster, our feet skimming through the water and the coolness of the lake
feeling wonderful against our naked feet. Leon ran in front of me, his hand
outstretched behind him as it held mine. I followed, giggling with happiness.

We were in front of a fireplace, Leon laying
on his back and laughing. I couldn’t remember the joke and it wasn’t important
anyway. Sweet wine touched our lips from glasses that we raised in a toast to
life and nothing more. What more was there to celebrate? The space we were in
was large and roomy, uncluttered by artifacts and belongings. The rug beneath
us felt so soft and fuzzy that I wanted to roll myself in and sleep forever.

“Don’t sleep forever, unless you dream of
me.”

Time passed. Forever passed by us and the
world ended and began again. Leon kissed my lips and I felt the wetness of his
tongue against mine, soft and gentle. I ran my hands through his hair and felt
the back of his neck as I pulled him closer. I let out a small laugh of disbelief
that this could be so wonderful.

“It is wonderful.”

Outside again, the sun lower in the sky, but
still bright. Shadows cut across the ground as we walked through an orange
grove. Trees stood tall among us and Leon reached up and picked an orange down,
holding in his hands as he studied it. He peeled it and handed me a slice. Wet
orange juice flowed down my chin as I bit down and I gorged myself on fresh
orange that I knew must have tasted incredible but for some reason my taste
buds were dull, unresponsive to the taste of anything. For a brief moment I had
a sensation that this wasn’t real, this was nothing more than a beautiful
dream, but the thought was hard to hold on to, hard to make real.

We came to a clearing where a blanket was
spread out on the ground. As I saw it, I was suddenly looking up at the sky and
I realized I was already laying down. The sun was shaking in the sky, flames so
radiant and beautiful coming off of it that tears formed in my eyes at the mere
sight of it. Mountains in the background climbed higher and higher and I
marveled at them, the snow melting on the tops as they climbed towards the sun
which exploded with more flame.

“Where are we?” I asked, my voice sounding
airy and light.

“Here,” Leon said. He lay next to me, his shirt
off. I studied his chiseled chest and he simply smiled, content to be in the
sun.

His hand floated over to my shirt and
unbuttoned the top button. I felt the soft touch of his hand and closed my
eyes, leaning back. The sun made my closed eyes see nothing but bright orange
and I laughed again over how good it felt to be in the sun with Leon’s hands
slowly taking off my top. I inched closer to him and pushed my forehead against
his. We lay there, face to face, until finally our lips gravitated towards each
other’s, pulled by the force of our wanting.

Our lips met. Stars exploded behind my eyes
and I felt dizzy. I tried to move my arms and nothing happened; I was powerless
to do anything but kiss him. His hands fell on my hips and I let out a sigh of
pleasure as his tongue moved against mine. I tried to breathe in deeply but no
breath came. I panicked for a moment and then I relaxed; my lips against
Leon’s, I didn’t need to breathe.

My eyes opened and it was much darker now.
The sun was gone from up above. The orange grove no longer there. A fire was
raging next to us and when I turned to look at it, I saw that a large fire pit
was before me. The flames climbed high into the sky and danced against the
night. My eyes grew wide as I watched the flames soar higher and higher until
they reached the stars and spread out across the sky, filling it with
beautiful, glorious flame.

Leon was above me, his arms flexing as he
held himself up. His eyes, a sapphire that glowed bright in the relative
darkness, were open and staring into mine. I felt my body convulse with energy,
a wonderful, warming energy that alleviated all my pain and filled me with a
loving embrace. I tried to speak, but the words were gone. I couldn’t think of
a single word and all there was in my mind was the sight before me. Leon leaned
down and his eyes burned so bright tears formed in my eyes, but it wasn’t
painful. I reached up with my lips and kissed him.

We rolled through the grass, holding each
other. Our bodies melted into each other’s and all lines of separation were
gone. His heartbeat raced against mine and soon too they were one. My eyes
opened and closed, a kaleidoscope of images and colors exploding as I opened
and closed them. Darkness cast over my vision as I shut them closed forcefully
and tried to taste the experience of being in Leon’s arms.

He caressed the side of my face with fingers
that felt so soft and loving that I let out a moan. I could feel his cock
pressing against my leg and I knew we were naked. The ground felt soft against
my back and when I finally opened my eyes again, I saw we were inside, the
fireplace steadily kicking up flames and tiny cackles as wood popped and
burned. I looked up at Leon and he looked down at me, eyes interlocked and
exchanging something deep and meaningful. Something beyond description.
Something beyond thought.

I felt him enter me, slowly. I cried out
soundlessly and Leon kissed the side of my face. Inch by inch, he pushed
further and further into me in an cacophony of ecstasy that overtook me
completely. My hands ran all over his back and I felt his taut muscles bulge
out as he moved his hips to slide deeper into me until there was no separation
between us at all. Inside me, deeper than anyone had ever been and as deep as
anyone could go, Leon’s eyes glowed so bright they were two sapphire suns
before me.

He started to pull away, sliding out so
slowly that the sensation of him inside of me spread throughout my entire body.
I moaned, the sound mixing with the popping of the burning wood, make a melody
of our embrace. My eyes stayed wide open, locked on his and his locked on mine.
The energy flowed between us and it materialized before us, a steady stream of
bright white energy that formed a thick ribbon. Colors exploded all around us
and my body rocked through convulsions of pleasure as he continued to slide out
of me, miles of him sliding out.

Leon leaned down, the ribbon of energy
between us thickening as our eyes grew closer. He kissed me fiercely and the
energy exploded and filled the entire room. Everything was washed with white
light and only the fireplace and Leon’s sapphire eyes shined through. Abruptly,
but not alarmingly, he stopped pulling away and he pushed back in deep in one
fluid moment. I cried out loudly, feeling the rush of him inside of me as a
rush of pleasure. Growing with speed, he moved in and out of me, his eyes
burning brighter than the sun now.

Climaxes rose and fell, countless and
boundless. My body was wracked with the feeling of pleasure that Leon filled me
with. Warmth and happiness wrapped itself around me like tight fitting clothing
and my mind drifted away. Every push of Leon’s hardness into me was like a drug
dumped into my veins, filling me with its wonderful effects.

“You are...” the words trailed off, letting
the eyes finish the sentence. I cried out again, overcome with the moment.

I ran my hands down Leon’s arms, as hard as
cut wood. His hips pushed against mine, firm but still gentle, and I gyrated my
hips against his. His muscles flexed and veins raised off his arms as he
propped himself up. His eyes remained open, focused on mine, but I watched as
the thralls of his orgasm tore through him, bursting from every part of his
body. He erupted inside of me as he cried out, convulsions moving through him
with orgasmic pleasure.

He pulled me closer, his arms behind me. I
felt him push deep inside of me, somehow deeper than before, and he rolled
over. I bounced up and down on him, feeling a powerful orgasm rising inside me.
I was wracked with pleasure, bound with the feeling of his embrace. I was lost
in the feeling of him inside of me, pushing further and further into me as my
eyes fought to stay open.

The orgasm broke through. I pushed back hard
against him and I cried out loudly, my eyes defying me now and shutting. I
opened them and as I came we were back in the orange grove.

I was floating across the lake that reflected
a perfect summer day, trees surrounding us. My eyes opened and closed, scenes
changing before me like a television changing channels as my orgasm grew and
grew, grabbing hold of me and rising to a volcanic explosion. Finally, it broke
and I felt myself tumble back down from the sky into the world where Leon lay
beneath me, looking up at me with such affection as to melt me completely.

We laid there for eons. We were in a field,
surrounded by stalks of wheat that swayed in the breeze. A little clearing was
around us and I looked up at a perfect blue sky, the sun cutting across it.
Darkness fell as the sun descended. Birds chirped as the sun circled the globe
and rose again in another instant. We watched the years pass as we laid next to
each other. The world was without weight, without stress, without anything but
us.

We turned away from the sky and laid on our
sides. I caressed his cheek and he smiled. I struggled to keep my eyes open,
but the fought against me. Leon’s hand fell on my hip, but I couldn’t feel it.
I knew it was there, but my body was slipping away, drifting back to a place I
didn’t want to go. A place I knew where there was pain and I was plagued by
that pain. A place where Leon wasn’t. I didn’t want to be anywhere but here.
The darkness became complete and Leon was gone.

~~~

A beep repeated at a steady pace. The hum of
electronics created a backdrop to the sound that cut through the quiet. I felt
the weight of my body return and the pain in my shoulder throbbed with a dull
ache. Warmth that had once enveloped me in a loving embrace had died down to a
faint whisper of its former power. I lifted my hand, the same hand that had once
been dripping with crimson blood, and flexed it open and close.

The throbbing in my chest grew as I became
more awake. I looked down at my other hand and noticed a remote attached to a
chord. I lifted it up and studied it. It was a simple remote which had
television controls along with a button that allowed me to call the nurse if I
needed. The morphine was wearing off and I could feel my wound ache with
renewed pain. I turned my head and saw that an IV bag hung next to me, attached
to a metal pole with a box that had numbers under it. A tube ran through the
box that I figured out regulated the flow of the IV. The bag was completely
dry. I pressed the button for the nurse.

I closed my eyes and leaned back. I had
barely moved since I was awake and I hoped that sleep would come back like a
dearly missed friend. The hospital room was bleak and colorless; I wanted the
world of exploding skies and climbing mountains back. I wanted Leon beside me,
needing me. This world had none of that. This world only had pain and
loneliness.

“Excuse me,” a nurse said as she entered the
room. I vaguely realized that she wasn’t talking to me. Who else was in the
room?

“Of course,” a man’s voice said. My heart
stopped in my chest and I felt my mouth go dry. I opened my eyes and leaned
forward. Pain erupted through my bandaged chest and I let out a little cry.

“Whoa, take it easy,” the nurse said. Her
voice was calm and collected, but I could tell there was a hint of scolding in
it. “No need to get up so quickly now.”