Page 29 of A Man of Power

Chapter13

Sebastian

Feelingmy cock encased in her rippling wet pussy has my mind going blank. I’ve had enough women to have begun to forget the number and feel of each of them wrapped around my cock, but at this moment, I know I will never forget this woman. Our bodies are beyond synced, we are one body, mind, and soul as we move in perfect harmony with every wavelength and frequency between us in sync.

I feel her come before she lets out a silent cry, her muscles clenching down on my dick. She slumps forward, and I grasp her tightly around the waist, keeping her right where I want her. I slow my rhythm, savoring each ripple before chasing my own release. With a final thrust, I fill her, it feels primal, and I want nothing more than to take her home and do this over and over all night until her pussy is raw from the friction. As we both stand there panting, her body limp in my arms, my phone pings with a text.

I mutter a curse under my breath as I pull out of her, making sure she’s steady on her feet as I step back to pick up my phone that I set on the desk. It’s my date, Natalie.

Damn it. Yeah, I’m an asshole. Natalie is an old fuck buddy. She works in Nashville now but is in town this weekend. We had made plans prior to everything that happened between Alexis and me, and I didn’t want to cancel because Natalie runs the home office for a congressman that I need to vote on my bill. This probably makes me a bigger asshole, but it’s how the game is played. I have no intentions of fucking Natalie tonight. One, I don’t want to complicate things with her at the moment. I don’t need any more complications in my life, well, aside from the one standing in front of me. Two, my body doesn’t crave Natalie, in fact, right now, it’s craving Alexis, again.

“Everything OK?”

I set my phone back down and turn to her. The moonlight illuminates around her, she looks ethereal, her hair highlighted in the silvery light, her white blouse open, exposing the curve of her breasts, her bare pussy on full display.

I stalk over to her and run my finger along the inner curve of her right breast. She shivers under my touch. Her responsiveness thrills me in ways it shouldn’t.

“I need to go. Get that additional information. I’m going to talk with some people tomorrow about this,” I state as I run my hand up the column of her neck, feeling her pulse along the way.

“OK,” she says, her voice a whisper as she looks up at me from beneath those dark, thick lashes. I cup her cheek for a microsecond, but the feeling it gives me has me retracting my hand just as fast as it had moved there. I drop my arms and lean over to grab my phone as a text pops up from Natalie.

Natalie: How long are you going to be? I’m bored. Should I meet you at your place?

I go to pocket my phone, but as I do, I look back to Alexis and find her eyes narrowing. She’s read the text.

“Who’s Natalie?” she asks slowly.

“Just an old friend.”

Her jaw clenches and she reaches down to pick up her jeans. Angrily, she begins to pull them on, turning away from me as she buttons her top.

“Please tell me that you did not just fuck me while on a goddamn date!” she whisper-yells.

For the love of fucking God, this is why I don’t like keeping women in my life.

I grip her arm to turn her toward me, but she yanks it away. “Don’t touch me,” she hisses.

“I’m not going to fuck her, if that’s what you’re thinking,” I state because it’s the truth.

“That’s not the point, you ignoramus. The point is you left a woman in the middle of a date and had sex with me! What the hell? I’m all for this casual relationship, but that … is taking it too far,” she says, her voice laced with sarcasm. She opens her mouth to speak again but then shuts it. “I should go. I’ll send in the request for research when I get home.”

“How did you get here?”

This time she stands up to me, rising onto her tippy-toes, which still doesn’t put her at eye level. “None of your damn business, Congressman.” The last word comes out with saccharin sweetness.

I narrow my eyes and straighten my back, giving my height a boost. “Careful, little dove.”

“Or what? You going to spank me?” she says with an eye roll.

“Don’t tempt me.”

“Yeah, whatever. Have a nice night,” she replies as she walks toward the door. “I just remembered I have plans,” she adds as she walks out of my office.

Jesus Christ, this woman is infuriating. Yesterday she declared that she wanted this to be casual and now she’s pissed that it’s casual. Fucking hell, did I just make a huge mistake. And what damn plans does she have. I admit for a half a second that I don’t want her to have plans, but I have plans, so that would be a double standard. Fuck it, I think as I head out of my office and lock up, before texting Natalie back.

I grab a ride back to the posh bar where I left her.

“Hey, sorry about that,” I state as I take my previously vacated seat.

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