Page 45 of Seduction
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My fingers are still twitching. The memory of her silky-soft pussy is ingrained in my mind, branded on the pads of my fingers. I get the urge to lick them when I feel her juices sliding down, then I realize it’s not real.
I don’t know why I took her home last night. It’s not like I got any sleep. I tossed and turned, wishing she was in my bed, willing myself not to go knock on her door and fuck her senseless until the sun came up. I tried to take it slow so we could figure out if the attraction was real. It hit me fast and hard, the need for her. The few days apart were hell. I probably would have literally climbed a wall if I hadn’t seen her last night. When she opened the door and I laid eyes on her, I couldn’t help myself. I thought I was doing pretty well the rest of the night, but then she got some liquid courage. When she pretty much demanded I fuck her, I wanted to throw her over my shoulder and take her to my bed. But I didn’t. I got a little taste of Ellen Hunter and now I want more. So much more.
It’s time to step things up a notch.
Grabbing my phone, I check the time. It’s just after seven. I dial her number, impatiently waiting for her to answer.
“Hello?” She groans.
“Sounds like someone’s hungover.”
“Jon.”
There’s surprise in her voice. She probably didn’t even check to see who was calling.
“Did I wake you?”
“Yeah… but it’s okay.”
“What are you doing today?”
“Nothing much. I can move some stuff around if you want to get together.”
“I do. I want to take you somewhere. Mikey, too.”
“Umm… okay. I’ll call Daddy and let him know not to take him to pre-K.”
“I’ll pick you up at eleven. Then we’ll swing by the clubhouse and get Mikey.”
“Sure. I’ll be ready.”
“See you in a bit, beautiful.”
“Bye.”
I hop out of bed, taking my phone with me as I go in search of coffee. While it’s brewing, I answer a few e-mails from my attorney. Gage’s attorney is good, but he doesn’t have any experience with the medical field. Mine’s been helping me with decisions on business structure, drafting all the legal documents I need, including everything on the Internal Revenue Service side. I already have all my licenses, so now I just need to get my own malpractice insurance, and figure out which insurance providers I want to participate with. I can’t wait to get up and running. I’ve even told some of my patients from the hospital that I may not be there for much longer. Most of them have promised to keep seeing me.
I need to find a way to repay Gage. He’d never take money, so I have to think outside the box. I can’t recall the last time I gave him an actual gift because he’s very impetuous, buying things the moment he decides he wants them. For his birthday, we usually share a bottle of Jack at the Kitty. We didn’t even get to do that this year because Raven threw him a party.
I finish my coffee and pour another cup before heading back to my room to change into workout gear. Running is my therapy. I don’t have much free time, but I try to get a few miles in every day. Since I’m going out with Ellen and Mikey today, I’ll do a few laps around the neighborhood before I pick them up.
Downing the last of my coffee, I wash the cup and head out, putting in my earbuds. As I run, Ellen seems to materialize before me. God knows it’s been a while since I’ve felt anything like this. Who’d have thought it would be Ellen to bring out these feelings? Surely not me.
I’m not an idiot; I can see she still thinks she can’t be in another relationship. I knew it would take time to change her mind, which is why I’ve avoided sex. But she’s so insistent… and it’s killing me to walk away from her after every kiss, every touch. In a few short weeks, I’ve gone from seeing her as basically family to wanting her more than I’ve ever wanted any woman. Last night seemed like a milestone, though. I’m pretty sure she didn’t think about Eddie once. She was thinking about me. She wantedme. It was a victory in a small battle. We still have a war to fight, and I’ll be damned if I lose.
I jog back to the house, cooling down and then jumping in the shower. After dressing, I buy the tickets I need for today, leaving the house with a spring in my step. The closer I get to Ellen’s, the more excited I become. I’m like a love-struck teenager. Shit.
As I pull into her driveway, the garage door rolls up, slowly revealing her standing there. She waves me forward, indicating I should park inside. I ride in and she closes the door. Removing my helmet, I hang it on the handlebar and hop off. She’s watching me, trying to hide her excited smile by biting her lip. I want to kiss her, but we wouldn’t leave here if I did. I also can’t be this close and not touch her, so instead, I pull her into my arms and press a chaste kiss to her forehead.
“Morning, beautiful.”
“Morning, Jon.”
“You ready?”
“Yeah. Let me just get my purse.”
