The Contract: Sunshine (10 page)

“I’ve seen them,” she spoke without thinking staring at the rows of buildings.  The grounds were lit up with decorative lights making it well lit at night.  “They would be better than nice if they had a more open floor plan.”

“With whom?”  His Asian eyes narrowed to sparkling slits.  She could see his face really well now that he eased the sports car into a well lit open garage and parked next to a silver-colored 4-door SUV.   He shifted the gears one last time, pulled up on the clutch and applied the eme
r
gency brake, then cut the engine off.

Sunshine realized her slip up.  “What?”  She looked away taking a little longer than necessary to release her seatbelt.

“You said you’ve seen the inside of these condos before.  Do you know someone who lives here?”  He released his seatbelt and pushed the button overhead again.  The garage door closed, encasing them in.

She wondered why she wasn’t frightened to be alone with him. She barely knew Yoon, but for some reason she wasn’t afraid.  As a ma
t
ter-of-fact, she didn’t think she’d ever met anyone she felt safer with.

She looked away from his searching eyes as she made up some excuse.  She had to be more careful.  If she wasn’t the heiress, she couldn’t use her real experiences.  He would just assume she was lying again. 

“I came here during an open house.”  She laughed nervously.  “I like to do that sometimes.  Pretend that I could afford a place like this.”

“Sunshine, why are you still lying to me?”

She released an inward groan of frustration.  She couldn’t win here.  When she told the truth, he thought she was lying.  Now she really was lying and he still thought she was lying.  So what did he want her to say?

Instead, she asked a question of her own.  “Why do you keep saying that I’m lying when I’m not?”  She asked loudly.

“Because,” he replied just as loudly.

“Because what?”

“Because you’re not a good liar,” Yoon yelled.  “And I can tell.”

“Your girlfriend believed we were engaged,” Sunshine reminded him.  “So I must be better than you think.”

“For one,
Leslie
is not my girlfriend,” he countered.  “Also--”

“Do you have one?”

“Have one what?”  Yoon asked his face momentarily blank in confusion.

“A girlfriend?”

“I have a few,” he admitted.

“Oh,” she rolled her eyes.  “I should have known you’re one of those guys.  I thought Asian guys were supposed to be loyal to one girl.  Usually a girl they’ve known since pre-school.”

“You’ve watched too many Korean dramas.”  He was the one to roll his eyes this time.

“I haven’t seen any.”

“You’re trying to change the subject off of you,” Yoon pointed out with a suspicious glare.

“How many is a few girlfriends?”

“It’s not like that.  I have women friends.  Is that okay with you?”  He leaned in closer.  “Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Would I be out on a blind date with that horn toad preacher?  Would I allow myself to be dry bounced against a hard and scratchy brick wall for unseen public viewing by some horny stranger if I had a boyfriend at home waiting to give me what I need?”

“Don’t make it seem like I threw myself at you!”

“Oh pleeease,” Sunshine
pfft
.  “Get it right.  I threw myself at you!”

He grinned.  “Are you excited too?”  Yoon looked at her spec
u
latively.

“Yeah,” she admitted with no shame returning his smile.  Her chest heaved and she felt the stirring she had from earlier when she was catching a ride on his back.

He grabbed her by the shoulders and yanked her against his body.  She cried out when her hip hit the gearshift. 

“Sorry,” he murmured against her mouth.

He cried out when his knee hit the steering wheel.

“Oops,” she muttered clasping his face in her hands holding his mouth in place.

Sunshine cursed when her lower back hit the steering wheel as he drew her into his lap.

Yoon cursed when her knee nearly crushed the parts he would need as she spread her legs and sat astride him. 

Finally they were face to face.  Her aching sensitive breasts were flattened against his chest.  She could feel his heart racing to keep up with hers.   He loosened his hold but only a little as she worked at his tie and pushed his jacket aside to get to the buttons on his shirt.

“Do you like this shirt?”  She blew hot and heavy against his mouth, face and neck as she kissed every spot of flesh she could get to.  She grabbed and yanked; buttons flew everywhere.

“I did,” he groaned. 

She could feel his breath.  He could feel hers.  Their arousal was ev
i
dent on their faces and in their eyes.

“Did it get real hot in here?” she muttered heatedly.  But the way he was lifting his hips and grinding the enclosed erection against her covered mons, she didn’t think he was mourning the loss of the shirt too much.

“Steaming baby,” he ran his tongue along the deep V of her blouse and nipped at the soft jiggling flesh of breasts that was pushed up from the cups as he squeezed them together to bury his face.

It didn’t take long to realize the extra heat also came from the fact they still had on too much clothing.  Because the difficulty of their current situation, there wasn’t much they could do about it; not in the limited space of the car.  There was no way Sunshine was going to get out of her pants without moving and possibly putting his penis co
m
pletely out of commission with another misplaced knee.

Ah ha
!  He could get to her nipples!
Oh do it!  Do it!

As if he read her mind, he started tugging the silky blouse from the waistband of her pants.  She brushed his hands aside once they achieved that goal to start on getting his zipper down so she could at least see
it
and touch
it
this time.

Their heads bumped.  Hard.

“
Shit
!”  They both cursed in accordance and automatically their hands reached up to sooth the throbbing spots on their forehead
s
.  He recovered before she did and went diving into her bra to expose her ni
p
ples to his hungry mouth.

“Wait a minute!  Wait a minute!”  Sunshine slapped at his gre
e
dy hands.   Her brain was fuzzy but she didn’t reach
complete idiot
stage until after she had her first orgasm.  Yoon obviously got there a lot quicker because she actually had to yank on his hair to get his full atte
n
tion.

“What!  What!”  He scowled at her.

She scowled back at him.  “Why are we acting like fumbling teenagers, banging up our bodies for no good reason trying to make out in this car?  Don’t you have a bed?”

“A bed?”  He repeated.  “I do!”  Yoon nodded with a big grin. “I do.  Four of them!”

With more painful maneuvering, he managed to get his car door open.  As he was carefully trying to help Sunshine back into her seat so he could get out.  He fell sideways out of the car laughing and caught himself on his hand before easing his legs out.

Poking her head out his side of the car, she laughingly asked, “Are you okay?”

“I won’t be in the morning.  Everything is going to hurt tomo
r
row,” he predicted. 

He pushed himself up and reached out a hand for her.

“My purse,” she muttered.  After reaching and lifting her small purse from the floorboard on her side of the car, she accepted his hand and let him pull her out of the car into his arms where he stole more kisses while leading her towards a door she assumed led inside his co
n
do.  She was wrong. 

Giggling, they rushed through a deserted hall that led to elev
a
tors.  Once inside, the kissing and heavy petting started up again as for the second time in one night her back hit a wall.

There was a ding and he turned her to where her back was t
o
wards the open elevator doors and he was guiding her through them.  Although his eyes were open and she knew it because hers were also, he still was kissing her.

Reluctantly she broke the kiss and turned around.  He drew her back against him as if he was afraid if he broke the contact it would give her time to cool down.  Sunshine knew he had nothing to worry about.  It had been awhile since she had a lover.  Since her last painful breakup, she was more than ready to break the dry spell.  Feeling his erection ne
s
tled against her back, she knew she’d picked the right partner to get her back into the dating game again.

“Okay, let’s be good.  Someone could look out their door or walk down the hall.”  She pushed away his hands that were cupping her breasts from behind. 

“This entire floor is mine.”   He nuzzled her neck and tugged on her ear, mindful of the diamond stud there.  “I agree with you about the lack of open floor plan so I bought the unit next to mine and had exte
n
sive renovations done to give me four bedrooms instead of two and a larger space for entertaining.” 

He stopped bumping against her as he walked her to a large wooden double door then reached around her to press the key pad on the door.  There was a clicking sound.

“Go ahead,” he murmured, returning his attention back to her neck, jaw and ear.  “Push down the handle and open the door.  My hands are busy.”

Oh yes they were
.

Her lips parted in a gasp and sigh.  Feeling as if her knees were about to give out on her, she gave him most of her weight and m
o
ved her head from one side to the other as he ran the padding of his fingers across her scalp, brushing her hair up and over to give him better access.

Sunshine grasped the handle and pressed down.  The door opened and Yoon reached around her to push it wide, walking her fo
r
ward through it. 

When she halted with a gasp, Yoon bumped his chin on the top of her head.  “Why...”

“Yoon, look at this mess!”  Sunshine cried out in shock.  “It looks like someone broke in, threw a party and trashed the place!”  She cried.  “Who would do this?  How would they be able to get in?”

“
Shit
,” Yoon said peering over her head at the mess.  He ran both his hands through his mussed hair and pushed it off his brow with fingers i
n
terlocked on top of his head.  A look of misery was on his face.   “It’s much worse than you think” he moaned.

“What could be worse?”

“Another damn housekeeper has quit on me!”

Her kisses left something to be craved...the rest of her...

By the time Yoon concluded his video meeting with the two i
n
vestors threatening to pull out of an important redevelopment deal and emerged from behind the closed door of his home office, it was well past three in the morning. 

He was mentally exhausted from the early evening dealing with an emotional Leslie only to come home and find he no longer had a housekeeper.  She didn’t have the decency to earn the extra tip he added for the mess that was made from the evening before di
n
ner party for a few of his employees that closed a new deal.

Making his way back to his bedroom with bare feet, Yoon yanked off the tie and relieved himself of the starched collar white shirt immediately after.  With the last signs of Yoon the business tycoon peeled away, he also let go of the residual irr
i
tation the business video meeting left on him.

The sound of the television blaring from the living room was a soothing reminder that he wasn’t alone.  Except for work he found he spent more time alone than he liked and there was something about working hard and knowing you had a woman waiting to help ease away all the stress.

From where he stood, Sunshine was good at helping to relieve stress.  He didn’t remember having so much fun in one evening since his college days.  She made him laugh.  She made him angry.  She made him horny as hell and frustrated to damn near madness. 

Another thing he liked about her was she gave as good as she got in an argument and she didn’t back down from an adventure.  She handled her back against that brick wall without one co
m
plaint.   She ripped his expensive shirt with an apology and she didn’t shy away from his fingers as he ran them through her thick shoulder length hair. 

Again, Sunshine had dispelled one of the myths he’d heard about how
all
Black women felt about men playing in their hair.  It may be true for most women no matter their race, but he was happy Sunshine wasn’t one of them for healthy clean hair on a woman was as big a turn on for him as a clean body and healthy teeth.