Page 25 of The Tempo of Truth
“What makes me different, Ky?”Winnie’s voice was breathless and strained as she asked the question.My mouth was occupied eating her out for all I was worth, so I didn’t stop to answer her.
Her body undulated in my hands, and her pussy quaked with excitement against my tongue.I had a hand holding the back of her leg, which I moved up so I could squeeze her rounded backside.One of my favorite things about her was the tactile way her soft body felt in my hands.
If anyone looked at my dating history, they would find that I often slept with a certain type of woman.All women had their special appeal, but the kind that was confident enough to use and be used by a guy like me was definitely not pliable and supple like Winnie was.There wasn’t any part of her that was hard, and that’s what made her so dangerous.
I heard her gasp my name, and her hips shifted closer to my face.My tongue was getting a workout, and the head of my dick was leaking pre-cum.There was a steady buzz filling my head as her taste coated my tongue.
The next second, I was on my back on the hotel room floor.Thankfully, the carpet was thick, so I didn’t give myself a concussion or jack up my still-healing shoulder.It was unclear which one of us lost their balance.Before I could get up and drag her to the massive bed in the middle of the room, she straddled my waist and hurriedly slipped the condom I gave her over my aching dick.Her movements were slightly clumsy, and just as I was about to tease her about it, she grabbed my cock with one hand and braced herself with the other on my chest.Her eyes were wide with pleasure as she slowly lowered herself down over the heated length aching to sink into that special spot between her legs..
I couldn’t believe we were fucking on the floor, or that she was so impatient she couldn’t wait for a more suitable spot.
Her eyes glittered at me as she started to move herself up and down, riding my erection like she’d been waiting for this moment forever.
“Since you’re the only person I’ve ever slept with, I’ve never had practical practice putting a condom on anyone.I’ve only ever done it in health class.”She tossed her head back and picked up speed.Her hair coiled against the top of my thighs and slithered across my skin in an unexpected caress.
I lifted a hand to stroke the back of my knuckles across her bouncing breasts and narrowed my eyes as her nipple puckered at my touch.She was responsive as hell, and all her private and special parts were uniquely stunning.She was the prettiest shade of pale pink all over.
I trapped the stiffened point between my fingers and asked in disbelief, “You didn’t sleep with anyone else after that night?”She was an heiress and ridiculously beautiful.Not to mention, her kindness and compassion practically glowed from within her.There was no chance she didn’t have men trying to get with her every minute of the day.
I flipped us over, making sure to protect the back of her head.We simultaneously moaned in an embarrassingly loud way as I sank fully into her welcoming body.One of her legs wrapped around my waist as I started to thrust steadily, ignoring the burn of the carpet on my knees.
I gave her a hard kiss and felt sorry for every other man on the planet because they would never know how amazing it felt to be lost inside of her.
When her lips were free, Winnie muttered, “I was a kid with a kid, and I jumped around a lot.I was busy raising Lowe, trying to finish school, and train within the company.I spent a lot of time in foreign countries, not speaking the language, and not knowing the customs.You know how tough that is.”She blinked at me, her long eyelashes shielding her gaze.“Besides, I’m a Halliday.We don’t settle for anything other than our first choice.”
Her words cut something loose inside me.It felt like fireworks were going off in my brain, and my heart was covered in warm, melted chocolate.I moved against her like I was trying to fuck her through the floor or imprint myself so deeply inside her that there would be no circumstance in which anyone could dig me out.
Our lips clashed in a mess, kiss after messy kiss.Our breathing grew ragged and uneven.Winnie’s eyes looked unfocused, and her chest heaved like she had just run a marathon.It was the most debauched and unhinged I’d ever seen her.No one would believe the Halliday heiress could look so thoroughly satisfied and completely undone.
She’d never looked better.
When her body started to spasm around me, and wet heat covered every inch of my erection, I thrust into her with no restraint or tact for a few more minutes until I fell into a freefall of completion.
I came so hard my vision blinked in and out, blurring her face and making me feel like I was once again drunk off my ass, living a dream that was never meant to be mine.
I collapsed on top of Winnie, my injured shoulder finally letting me know it was done holding out until I got my rocks off.I turned my head, my lips landing on the side of her neck.Her skin was dampened by a light sheen of sweat.The faint hint of perspiration was a stark reminder that Winnie was just as human as any other woman.Maybe even more so than some of the questionable female companions who’d filtered in and out of my life since my downfall.
I closed my eyes and told her a truth I’d thought I would take to my grave.
“If I was a guy who could afford to have choices, you’d be my first pick as well, Winnie.”
Winnie
My house was quiet when I finally made it home.
I arrived alone after repeated attempts to get Ky to come back with me.He refused on the grounds that he didn’t want to accidentally bump into my Uncle Win while dressed like a gigolo.I thought he was being childish until I heard Helio tease him about looking like he was ready to debut as a professional wrestler.Since neither of us wanted to explain why he was running around the city without a shirt on to our son, we parted ways at the hotel entrance, and I hurried home, hoping to catch Lowe still awake.I was a bit envious that he stayed asleep and hardly moved while my uncle was his babysitter.Then again, I remembered being scared of getting in trouble with the stern and stoic man.Winchester Halliday was the sort of figure who made you want to act right and stay off his bad side no matter what.
I followed the faint scent of cigar smoke to the terrace where Lowe’s mini soccer field was set up.My uncle had made himself at home, sitting in my favorite chair, head tilted back so he could look at the stars while he puffed away on the expensive tobacco and swirled a glass of whiskey in his hand.Even with him being retired, he was still a Halliday, and leisure time was rare.I’d rarely seen him look so relaxed and at ease.
I threw my clutch and matching heels into my bedroom and changed out of my very wrinkled clothes.A hint of guilt crept underneath my skin as I tossed my torn stockings in the trash and looked at the lingering red spots scattered across my chest and between my thighs.I was an obedient teenager when he raised me.He never had to worry about me sneaking out of the house or doing anything that would shame the Halliday name.My grandmother’s harsh lessons were too difficult to unlearn, meaning I never gave him a hard time, even with my Aunt Channing encouraging me to live my life more like a normal teenager.Tonight was the first time I’d come home late with no explanation after causing a ruckus that was most definitely going to rattle the longstanding view of who the Hallidays were supposed to be.
I stepped outside after changing into loose sweatpants and my favorite old jersey.Win offered to pour me a drink, but I declined.The gin martinis from the bar were still floating around in my system.“Sorry, I’m late.You could’ve kept Lowe at your place with the kids.You didn’t have to bring him over here and stay until I got home.He sleeps better with his cousins close by, anyway.He’s been having bad dreams about school starting.”
The very handsome older man shrugged, indicating that putting Lowe down in his own bed for the night was no problem.“That’s why I brought him home.No one can avoid the things that make them uncomfortable forever.He needs to adjust to being in his own bed and treat sleepovers next door as a special treat.Besides, I don’t hate having an hour of quiet time every now and then.Your aunt has been obsessed with some reality TV shows lately.I can’t tell what it’s about other than there are a lot of people wearing minimal clothing while loudly trying to have sex with each other.I don’t get the appeal at all.”He sipped on the glass of whiskey, eyes locked off somewhere far on the cityscape.“Heard you put on quite a performance at the retirement event tonight.Do you think that’s appropriate behavior during someone else’s farewell party?I know those old guys on the board of directors get under your skin, but they have nothing to do with an employee who was loyal to Halliday Inc.for many years.If you can’t properly appreciate those who stick around through thick and thin, you’ll lose them to an employer who does.”
I blinked slowly in horror.From the minute Oliver Byrd started trying to schmooze me and I heard all the annoying gossip coming from the surrounding guests, I totally forgot I was there to be the face of the company for someone who devoted their life to it.I really had lost the plot and decided I was the main character.Sometimes, acting my age really did end up biting me in the ass and proved that I still had a significant amount of maturing to do.
I sat in the lounge chair next to Win and sighed.“I knew you were going to hear about what happened tonight.But I didn’t think it would get to you within mere hours.”I pushed my hair out of my face and tilted my head back to look at the stars.“I’ll personally apologize for my behavior to the retiree and offer a little something beyond his basic retirement package.”
