Page 34 of The Tempo of Truth
I took in the chaotic scene with wide eyes and asked Lowe, “Didn’t Aunt Channing send Lola over with you?”The housekeeper next door was an excellent cook and would never let Lowe end up looking like a little ghost.
“I want fried chicken.Ky said he could make it Korean style.Lola is in the laundry room.She said she’ll be back in a minute or as soon as she smells smoke.”
He tossed back his head and laughed like a little maniac again.Ky looked at me over his shoulder, and I froze.
He had a baseball cap on backward, a black tank top, and a gingham apron he got from God knows where.My kitchen never looked better.
“I know what I’m doing, believe it or not.My buddy, Mino, has a Korean restaurant.I grab a shift in the kitchen here or there when the budget is extra tight.”He pointed at Lowe with his chin.“That was all him.I told him not to play in the flour, but once the oil was hot, I didn’t want to leave it unattended.Lowe went to town making a mess.I’ll clean it up once dinner is done.I didn’t know someone so small could make such a big mess so quickly.”
“Welcome to parenthood.”I laughed as I walked over to scoop my son up, immediately covering my designer suit in white powder.“How about we both take a bath before dinner?”I poked his dusty cheek and returned his mischievous grin.
“I was helping, Mommy.”Lowe wrapped his arms around my neck and rested his head on my shoulder.
“I’m sure you were.”I met Ky’s dark gaze over the top of Lowe’s head and realized he was looking at me holding his son the same way I looked at him standing in front of the stove.
We looked like we were starving and ready to devour something other than the fried chicken that was making the house smell like a fast-food restaurant in the best way.
I turned to take Lowe into the main bathroom with me, telling him in a whisper, “There is nothing better than coming home to you and your dad.”
Lowe nodded and slapped his grubby hands on either side of my face while staring into my eyes as seriously as a five-year-old could.
“We’re happy you’re home, Mommy.Ky said it’s our job to take good care of you after a long day because you work really hard.”
I sighed and set him down on the vanity to wipe off his face and pull off his filthy shirt.
“I do work hard, but it’s worth it because it’s all for you.”
I hope he remembered that as he got older and started to understand just how hard it was being a Halliday.
Ky
After we ate the dinner I’d made and spent an hour kicking the ball around with Lowe, Winnie tried to get him settled for bed.He wouldn’t agree to close his eyes until I got roped into reading him his bedtime story.
I wasn’t sure how I went from playingDaddyto being an actual dad, but I had to admit I didn’t hate the way either role felt.Especially when Lowe looked at me with eyes that were just like mine, and his mom stared at me like I was the stars that filled her universe.
I took Winnie to bed but had no plans on putting her to sleep.I needed her wide awake until we both came unglued at least once.
“How about we make a deal?”I glanced down the curve of Winnie’s arched back and admired the way she was bent over in front of me.She was on her knees, hips lifted, with her head resting on the mattress.I had both of her wrists trapped in my grasp and pulled between her legs so she couldn’t move.Her pale, plump bottom was right in front of my face, and so were both of her pretty, pink holes.She kept squirming, making me grip her tighter.Every time I restricted her further, she got wet.I could see moisture glistening on the soft folds inches away from my mouth.
“What sort of deal?”The bedding muffled Winnie’s voice, but I could hear how breathless she was.
We might be a terrible match on paper, but we were perfectly in sync in the bedroom.She was still shy enough to be endearing, but adventurous enough that I never found myself getting bored or looking for someone else to meet my needs.I was so conditioned to use sex as an escape from my struggles that I forgot that being with someone to express my feelings and appreciation was so fulfilling.I wanted to stay in bed with Winnie for hours.I tried to make her come until she couldn’t walk straight.I did my best to fuck her so thoroughly that she sounded hoarse the next morning from moaning my name.She might be a badass CEO and a globally recognized heiress, but when we made love, she was that girl from my memory.The one who followed my lead and looked at me with so much undisguised love in her eyes that I didn’t know how I ever managed to keep my distance from her for all these years.
I licked her slit from top to bottom, following the sexy crevasse until she shrieked in surprise when my tongue flicked against the second, puckered hole she’s yet to let me play with.Anal was probably still too out of her comfort zone, but I was confident I would eventually sway her into trying it out.The thrill of completely dismantling her princess persona was a high like no other.I might like itmorethan scoring the winning goal in a tight game.
“The deal is, you get to be the boss everywhere else but in the bedroom.”I licked her again and felt her whole body quiver.“When we’re in here, I get to call the shots.”
She rolled her head to the side, which made her hair slide across her naked back like flames licking against her flawless skin.
“What type of benefits are you offering as the boss?”The hint of humor in her husky voice made my dick throb.She was so hot when she shed the seriousness that came with being who she was.When we were alone, she showed a side of herself that I knew no one else would ever get to see.And somehow, I found the best bits and pieces of myself among the wreckage of my soul and offered them to her.Winnie, being Winnie, never asked me to mine for diamonds within all my sorrows.She was happy with a sad, brittle piece of coal.But I couldn’t stand handing her something so dirty.
“I’ll offer hands-on training.”I lightly smacked her ass with my free hand and watched as red flooded to the surface of her skin.“You’ll get to eat out with the boss whenever you want.”I leaned forward and dragged the tip of my tongue through her outer folds.She was already wet, her opening clenching around my tongue when I darted in for a quick taste.Winnie made a strange sound and tried to look at me, but I refused to let her go.I liked having her under my control.Her fingers flexed in my grip, and I felt her pulse race against the thin skin of her wrist.“There are unlimited opportunities for advancement.”I flicked her clit with my tongue before moving my mouth to play with the other tight entrance that fluttered lightly at the barest hint of contact.
“Ky!”Her tone was sharp, but not as tense as it was when she initially warned me to rein it in.“I’m not qualified for that position.”
I chuckled and backed off before I made her uncomfortable.“No problem.It’s our goal to make sure all our employees have many opportunities to learn new skills.”I bit the curve of her ass with just enough force to leave a mark before releasing her hands.“The hours are flexible, and you’re rewarded immediately when you’ve completed the assigned tasks.The terms are excellent.”
I kissed my way up her spine and nuzzled the back of her neck as my cock settled between her legs.The tip brushed against her wetness, and I felt the warmth from the contact flow throughout my body.I pressed her legs open wider and shifted so I could kiss the curve of her jaw and slide a hand between her and the bed so I could fondle one of her slick breasts.There was a thin layer of oil covering her front side.I’d been dreaming about dragging my cock across her chest, being surrounded by the soft mounds of her breasts, for what felt like a lifetime.It took some convincing since she was already squeaky clean from her earlier shower, but once I had my hands covered in the sweet-smelling body oil, touching every part of her, she quickly gave in.The sensation was unmatched until she’d opened her mouth and flicked her tongue across the tip of my dick whenever it was close enough to taste.The kitten-like caress made me feel like the top of my head was going to blow off.It took every ounce of self-control I had not to force her lips open so I could ram my overly eager cock down the back of her throat.Eventually, we found a rhythm that let me lose my mind while rubbing back and forth between her unbelievably soft flesh and her toying with the head of my cock whenever it passed her parted lips.It was one of the hottest experiences I’d had with a partner, which is what led me to pinning her down and devouring her pussy until we were both at our breaking point.
