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I laughed. “Of course.”

 “Will you work for me? I know what your salary is and I can
actually do better.” He started rambling. “I already have a building but you
can still work from home.”

I had to stop him before he offered to catch the next
shuttle and bring me back the moon. It really was a no brainer, continue to
work for Reese who has been trying his best makes things hard on me. or work
for Coolidge. “Yes, I’ll work for you and I don’t need to work from home. Just
make sure my office only has one window and my desk is against the wall.”

He let out a
whoop
as the waitress approached with
our steaks; she seemed amused by his excitement and asked if we needed anything
else. We told her “no thank you” and she was off to the next table. “Thanks for
giving this a chance, River, you won’t regret it, I promise.” And I believed
him.

Chapter Twelve

Coolidge

I wanted to kiss River, I wanted to skip the show, go back
to one of our rooms, and have my wicked way with him. But I stayed focused on
our conversation, after he said that he would work for me we talked about what
I had in mind for my company, potential clients, who else we could bring over.
The first person that came to mind was Kelsey. He could sell water to a
drowning man and convince him it would save his life. We finished our meal just
as the show began. I couldn’t tell you if it was good, I was too busy staring
at River’s profile. His powerful jaw line, straight nose, and lips—mercy his
lips were made for my dick. I knew it was over when he started clapping.

He turned to me. “That was good.” When he realized I could
care less, he cleared his throat. “Do you want to head back to the hotel?”

I stood straight up, pushing my chair back so fast it almost
tipped over; I had to catch it before it fell. “Umm, yeah, I would say I’m
ready.” I paid the bill, he wanted to pay for his half of the meal, but I’d
asked him out.

“So was this a date?” he asked.

“Did you want it to be?”

His brown eyes, almost black in the restaurant lighting,
only the hint of gold around his pupils showing, became very serious. “Yes, I
want this to be a date, but if I’m going to work for you, I don’t want things
to get awkward. What if this blows up in our faces and we end up hating each
other?”

“Never happen,” I said.

“You seem awfully sure about us.”

“I am
very
sure about us.”

“Well, then you should know something else about me.”  He
took a step closer to me, his chest pressed against mine.

“What’s that?”

“I never put out on the first date.” I felt like falling
back in the chair, “But I want to with you.” He stepped closer and I could feel
his erection against mine. “You okay with that?” He leaned in and kissed me.
Nervous, scared, worried River kissed me. He pulled back his eyes full of so
much lust my knees almost buckled..

“Hell. Yes. I can handle it.” I grabbed his hand and started
pulling him towards the exit. He was laughing but I was damn serious. I was
hoping this would happen which is why I had gone to Walgreens. We made it back
to the hotel in record time. Took the elevator up to our floor and that’s when
everything came to a halt. We headed for my room and he pulled up short.
“What’s wrong?”

“We have a problem.”

“We do?”

“Yes, I can’t go in your room or lie in your bed.”

“Why?”

“Because once I am in there I can’t leave.”

“I’m good with that,” I tell him.

“That is unless you make me leave.”

“Won’t happen.”

“I bet you didn’t change your sheets when you got in your
room.”

I was about to answer him asking if he lost his marbles but
I quickly remembered his OCD. “No, I didn’t but I am guessing you did.” He
looked down and I put my finger under his chin lifting his eyes to meet mine.
“Hey, it’s fine we can go to your room, I just need to go in my room and get
what we’ll need for the night. I am guessing I will need a change of clothes
since I won’t be able to open the door to leave once we are inside.”

“Yes, better make it what you’re wearing to the office in
the morning.”

I gave him a quick kiss then pointed at him. “Do not move.
Do not go near your door.”

He crossed his heart. “I promise I will be here when you get
back.”

I made a quick dash to my room, I glanced over my shoulder
to make sure he was still there. He waved at me before I went inside.

Chapter Thirteen

River

I stood there waiting for Coolidge, my first thought was to
head for my room and close myself in and just try and explain to him what
happened in the morning. He would understand I freaked out. He would understand
that right at this moment I was counting my breaths trying to stave off a panic
attack. He would understand that my brief moment of bravado was just that a
brief moment. Too late, Coolidge opened his door and out walked holding his
carryon, he grinned and my anxiety fell to the floor.

He walked over to me and took my hand. “Ready?”

I smirked. “Yes.” We walked towards my room leaving my
anxiety behind. Coolidge made me feel safe. We reached my room and went inside.
He walked over to the center of the room and waited. He didn’t drop his bag; he
just waited for my lead. I performed my lock-in ritual, took a deep breath and
turned around. I walked over to him and took his bag. “I’ll just put this in
the closet unless you need anything out of it.”

“No, I have what we need.” He showed me the condoms and
lube.

I placed his bag in the closet and walked back over to him.
We stood toe to toe, leaning in at the same time and kissed. This kiss was
better than the one in the restaurant because he wasn’t surprised. He took over
and demanded entrance with his tongue. I tilted my head to the side so he could
deepen it. I moaned as he backed me up against the bed. I pulled away trying to
catch my breath.

“Clothes,” I said. “The clothes have to come off before we
get in the bed.” He took a step back and I watched as he pulled his shirt over
his head.
Good Lord have mercy there is definitely a higher power at work
here.
I reached out and touched his solid chest. His nipples were pebbled
buds darker than his mahogany coloring. I dipped down and licked over the right
one. He dropped his head back and hissed. I pulled it between my teeth and bit
down. I heard a whispered curse before I felt his hand on the back of my head
holding me in place. I slid my hand to the neglected left nipple and pinched it
hard and he screamed. That’s the reaction I was looking for. I kissed down his
down his chest going over the hilly eight pack of his stomach. I ended up on my
knees looking up at him. I placed my mouth over the large mound encased in his
jeans and blew.

“Damn, River, you’re killing me.” He looked me in the eyes.
“Release me and suck my cock. I want to see your lips stretched out over me.” 
I thumbed open the button and slowly unzipped him when I noticed he was going
commando. I opened up his jeans and stopped. My head shot up. “Are you okay
with me being hairless there?”

I laughed in my excitement. I stood up and ripped open my
jeans to show him I was shaved there too. “I was worried you wouldn’t like it.”

“Oh I definitely like it. All of what, nine and a half
inches? Now get back down there and finish what you started.” I fell to my
knees and wrapped my fingers around his cock and squeezed. A bead of come made
a trail and I caught it with my tongue. I pulled his jeans down and sucked his
smooth ball sac in my mouth. He smelled like wood and musk, I couldn’t breathe
deep enough. I was about to put him in my mouth when he stopped me. He was
breathing hard.

“No, I’ve changed my mind, if you do that I’ll come and I
want to come with your ass clamped around me.”

I stood up and we quickly finished getting undressed,
clothes and shoes tossed here and there. My excitement ebbing after noticing
the mess we just made.  “So you’re a top,” I mumbled the statement, sounding a
bit distracted as I looked around at the floor.

“Not always.” Coolidge touched my shoulder to get my
attention. “River, what’s wrong, are we moving too fast?”

“What? No, it’s just…” I sighed, “I can’t leave the clothes
on the floor like this.” I backed away and completely nude and erect I began
picking up our clothes, folding them and placing them neatly on the dresser. I
couldn’t believe it when I saw Coolidge doing the same thing. He asked where I
wanted the shoes and I showed him how they needed to be placed under the bed.
After everything was put away I was feeling better now that in its place.

Coolidge looked at me cautiously not sure if we were going
to continue. “So are we good?” He didn’t sound judgmental, just anxious.

I took pity on him. “Yes, everything is good?”

With movements so fast I almost missed them, Coolidge
grabbed my arm and pulled me hard up against his chest. “Good, now where were
we? Oh yes I was saying that I’m not always a top.”

“And I was saying, good because I’m not always a bottom” I
gave him a shy look. “And I can’t be on my hands and knees.”

Coolidge smiled, grabbing the lube and condoms. “Again, I’m
good with that.”

I got on the bed and pushed back, resting my head on the
pillow. Coolidge hovered over me. I reached up putting my arms around his neck,
pulling him down. “Fuck me,” I whispered before kissing him. Our bodies rubbed
together like flint trying to start a fire. He kissed his way down my body and
took me in his mouth. I arched up off the bed calling Coolidge’s name. I don’t
know when he opened the lube but suddenly I felt a slick finger poking at my
tight ring. After my hole relaxed his finger slipped in up to his knuckle. I
was moaning, pushing down, asking for more. When I felt the second finger and
he sucked me harder, I knew I wasn’t going to last. So I told him, “I won’t
make it, you have to do it, do it now Coolidge.”

He pulled off me. “You’re not ready.”

I nodded fast. “Yes, yes I am, fuck me now.”

He slid his fingers out; I heard a rip and then I felt the
coolness of more lube. I loved that he didn’t want to hurt me. His spongy
mushroom head pushed against my entrance. I wrapped my legs around his waist;
he pushed and rocked, working his way in inch by glorious inch. He filled me,
stretched me more than I have ever been before. He started out slow, pulling
all the way out then pushing in. My eyes rolled up in my head.

“That’s it, baby, take me.”

“Yes, harder, faster.” I was begging.

“Anything you want.” And he gave it to me. He found his
rhythm and started drilling into my ass like a jackhammer. Cliché it may be but
that’s what he was doing. I grabbed myself and started stroking in time with
his thrusts. And then he nailed my sweet spot.

“Oh shit! Yes, that’s it, right there, hit it again.” I
couldn’t shut up. I just kept talking and the more I talked, the wilder he got.
“I’m coming, fuck, Coolidge, I’m coming.”

He pulled my left leg over his shoulder. “Do it, baby, come
for me, let me see it.” And I did, again and again, all over my chest, stomach.
I think some even landed on my head. I clamped down on Coolidge and he pulsed
inside me, his movements became shaky and then he stiffened up. He let out a
scream that could get security called. He collapsed on top of me and tried to
catch his breath. Coolidge pushed up and slowly pulled out so as not to hurt
me. He held the end of the condom, removing it then tying off the end. He
searched for the trash can that was sitting in the corner and shot it in.
“Nothing but net, baby.” I rolled my eyes and went to get up, he held me down
and kissed me. “Can you lie here with me for a little bit or do you have to get
up?”

“I can stay here.” I laughed.

“What’s so funny?”

“I thought I was going to hate having Christmas in Hawaii,
but it looks like it’s going to be a good one.”

Coolidge nuzzled my neck. “I thought the same thing, who
knew I would find my happily ever after.”

“Don’t you think it’s a little early for that?”

Coolidge dropped one of his legs across me, I loved how
heavy it felt across my body. “Nope, I told you, River, you are all I think
about and now that I have you, I’m not letting you go. So get used to it.”

The revelation floored me and for a moment all I could
manage was, “Okay.” But then I noticed how right it felt and how much I wanted
this, how much I wanted Coolidge. So I did what seemed to be the natural thing
to do, I asked, “Do you know where I want to go next year for Christmas?”

Coolidge yawned. “No, where?”

“I want to have Christmas in Australia.” I didn’t get a
response just the sound of soft snoring. I watched him for a minute before I
shook him awake, he didn’t even ask what was wrong, he just got out of bed
holding out his hand and walked me into the bathroom.

“Now, what were you saying about Australia?” he asked as we
stepped in the shower.

THE END

Valynda King

"When Valynda's son left for college, it took her a
minute to figure out what she wanted to be when she grew up. She has always had
a passion for writing and had heard from family and friends that she should
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