CHAPTER FIVE
Zek
Two weeks later…
I’d been pacing the floor for the last two weeks with nothing on my mind but Alisa. I understood her need to sit down and talk things out, but her not coming back to visit for a few weeks was enough to make me crazy with lust. We’d spoken on the phone a few times, but mostly just checking in with each other.
We needed to have the sit down talk she wanted so that we could move past her sense of self-protection where I was concerned. I needed access to her body, and once I got it, I wasn’t letting go as easily as I had a few weeks before.
“You alright, man?” Ronald walked into the living room as I paced in front of the fire place, lost in my thoughts.
“I’ve been better. I need to have lunch with my attorney, but I’d rather not do it here. We have a few sensitive things to discuss. I think being out in public around others would make things easier.” I turned and put my hands on my hips. “What’s the possibility of us taking her to lunch? Would that be something you’d consider us doing?”
“Yeah. I’ll just sit at a table a few seats over from you.” He shrugged. “We should be good to go, but no fancy places. I hate that weird ambiance those places have. Like you gotta shit gold to sit at their tables.”
“I get that more than you know.” I pulled my phone from my back pocket. “I’ll check in with her and we can get going if you’re good with it.”
“I’m down.” He turned toward the TV and crossed his arms over his chest. “This damn news channel only shows the downfall of people. It’s depressing.”
“That’s life most of the time.” I raised the phone up to my ear as it started to ring. Alisa answered almost immediately.
“Alisa Manning.” Her tone was professional, but I could hear the soft lilt to it. She knew it was me.
“Hey, baby. Come have lunch with me today. We need to talk about all the things you want to talk about. I’m done wearing a hole in the fucking floor waiting for you to come back to me.” Shit, I was rambling, but I couldn’t stop myself. “You have no idea how bad I need you, Alisa. My whole body aches. It’s been over a year without sex. I know you get where I’m going with this.” I pushed my bedroom door open, wanting to chill the fuck out and not show all my cards, but I couldn’t help it.
She ignored my comments, which I was almost grateful for. “Your parole officer is okay with us going to lunch?”
“Yeah. He’ll sit a little ways from us. We’ll come get you. Be ready in an hour.” I wasn’t leaving her any options to back out of seeing me. She was struggling with something, and I assumed it was us, but I didn’t care. I was being selfish, and she would slap me back if it got too bad. She had to understand. She’d been without a lover for the last year too, or at least I assumed that was the case from our fifteen minute make-out session two weeks back.
“Alright. Come up to the office though. I have some papers you need to sign, and then we’ll go.” She sounded unsure, but maybe she was just nervous. The beautiful thing had been trembling the whole time I ate her out the last time we were together, maybe she just needed reminding that I saw her as the goddess she was, and nothing less.
“Good. Take off the afternoon. After this talk, I’m bringing you home with me,” I growled into the phone, fully incapable of keeping myself in check. My cock was so hard that it hurt to have clothes on. I needed relief, and I knew I couldn’t find it with anyone or anything but my girl.
“Okay. See you soon.” She dropped the call, and I pressed my back against the bedroom door and let out a soft groan. I had to be careful. The minute I got her alone again, I would explode in the need to make her mine, to mark her memory with the dominance of belonging to me and me alone. I hated that side of me, and it rarely showed up, but with Alisa Beeler, it would always be present.
***
“You look like you’re contemplating a break-out.” Ronald glanced over at me as I maneuvered through all of the small, one-way streets in downtown.
I let out a shaky breath and pulled into visitor parking just below Alisa’s office. I owed the guy beside me an explanation. He’d been incredibly accommodating, and to lie to him would just set us on a path I didn’t want. I had a year with him stuck to my side. I knew how to build good, honest relationships, and I would benefit greatly from one with him.
“I’m not. Just woman troubles.”
“Thought you didn’t have a woman.” He unbuckled and gave me a sideways glance.
“This girl from my childhood showed up a little over a year ago when I needed her most. I’d forgotten how much I was in love with her, but seeing her was like a punch to the gut. She’s far too good for me, and yet, I can’t see my life without her. I’ve been trying to be good to her and push her away, but she’s fucking persistent, and honestly, I’m done fighting.” I unbuckled and got out of the car.
“Who is she?” Ronald moved up to hold the door for us.
“My lawyer.” I glanced over at him. “Talk about things being a little skewed.”
“Oh shit.” He laughed and moved into the elevator. “The lawyer who won your first case or lost your second?”
“Both. She’s been with me through all this shit. It’s time for me to man up and promise her anything she wants if she’ll just wait with me for one more year.” I ran my hand over my head and wished like hell my hair would grow back faster. I felt more like myself with it being a bit longer.
“Well, you know what I said.” He patted my back as we got off the elevator. “I’m good with you having someone over as long as we follow the other rules. Just nothing too excessive. The house is fully monitored. Not that anyone looks at the feeds too often, but if they do, we want to make sure they don’t bring the hammer down on us.”
“I appreciate that more than you know.” I stopped by the receptionist and smiled. “I’m here to see Alisa Manning.”
“Sure, Mr. Kellington. We’re glad to see you out amongst the land of the free again. We’ve all been rooting for you.”
I smiled at her before turning back to Ronald. “I need to sign a few papers, so feel free to come in with me.”
“Naw, I’m good. I’ll wait here for you guys.” He walked over to one of the plush leather couches and sat down.
“Zek.” Lizzy moved toward me as I turned and offered her a quick hug. “How are you?”
“I’m good. Better.” I stepped back as she walked over to Ronald and spoke to him.
Alisa walked down the hall toward me, captivating me with every part of her. From the confidence on her face to the stiffness of her shoulders to the slight tilt of her chin. The woman owned the place wherever she went. Her gray skirt and white button down shirt left my cock twitching in my slacks. She wore her clothes far too well, but it was the delicious silky skin underneath that I demanded access to.
“Mr. Kellington. Right this way.” She stopped in front of me, gave me a curt nod and turned to walk back down toward her office.
My eyes moved along the swell of her ass in her skirt, my imagination going berserk. “It’s Zek, but I’m thinking you’ve been told that a few too many times at this point.”
“Right, Zek. Come on in.” She opened her door and gave me a sexy smirk as I walked in.
The hope that she would close the door and let me press her against it in a warm, albeit lusty welcome was short lived. She was in business mode, which I wanted nothing to do with.
“Let’s sign this stuff and go eat.” I moved to her desk and unbuttoned the top button on my jacket. “I have plans for you for the next twelve hours, so you better be free.”
“Twelve hours?” She lifted her eyebrow at me, playing cool far better than I’d ever thought her possible of.
I leaned down and signed the papers as I mumbled my response. “Yep. I plan on teasing you a little, you know... make you think you aren’t going to be taken complete advantage of.” I glanced up. “Then I need time to kiss and lick at every inch of you. That’s going to be a thorough job, so you should prepare for that.”
She pressed her hands to the desk and leaned over a little as her long blonde hair spilled over her shoulder. The top of her shirt opened just a little and left the beautiful creamy-white tops of her breasts on display. I stifled a groan.
“And then you’ll have to take a break and lay there while I punish you for ignoring me for the last year.” She leaned forward aggressively. “I’m going to bring you to the very edge of pleasure, and then clamp down tightly, forcing you to wait.”
“Fuck,” I mumbled and stood up. “Let’s not have lunch. Let’s just tear into each other. You need it as badly as I do.”
“Nope. Lunch sounds great, because as much as I want to lay myself open and bare to you, it’s your turn first. My days of doing that shit are over.” She picked up her purse and walked toward the door, making sure to reach out and run her nails over my erection. “Come on. I have too many plans for you to just stand around here and threaten me. I assume your words are nothing more than empty promises.”
I turned and reached for her wrist, grabbing it and forcing her back to press against my chest. I cupped her throat as my other hand patted the front of her sex just over her skirt. I licked at her ear and breathed in deeply. “You know me far better than that, baby.”
“Mmmmm. I do.” She rubbed her ass against my arousal and pulled from me, leaving me feeling overheated and highly aggressive. I could only hope that our trip to the restaurant would allow me to calm down a little and regain my head. She was far beyond anything I deserved, and yet everything I wanted in my life.
I was ready to get on my fucking knees at the restaurant and offer her marriage if it meant that she would stick around for the long term. Actually... I’d give anything for just the afternoon and evening. The future could be discussed at our next lunch date. I chuckled at the thought and followed her out into the hall as she introduced herself to Ronald.