by Amie Nichols
“You okay?” I’m startled out of my trance and caught gawking. He is now laying on top of the pillow, his arms behind his head. It doesn’t help the matter at all, because just when I thought I couldn’t see anything more exquisite, I am proved wrong.
“Just admiring the view,” I admit, still gawking as my eyes move up and down his body.
“You want a closer look?” He smiles and motions for me to come to him with his index finger.
I climb onto the bed and lay on top of him, my body flat on his. I can feel he is hard through the sheet against my skin. Grabbing my face in his hands and taking my lips he rolls me over so he is on top of me.
“You are the sexiest man I have ever seen,” I breathe as he begins to trail kisses down my neck and over my breasts.
“I can’t breathe when I look at you baby, you taste so good.” He continues to kiss and lick his way back up to my lips. He grabs my thigh and brings it up to his waist and then I feel him at my entrance teasing me with just little thrusts in and out again. He gives me his sexy wicked grin as he invades me entirely sending my body into orbit. Our bodies as one we get lost in each other until we both release leaving us breathless as we lie in each other’s arms.
“We better get going, if we are going to make it to the bank and the Lafayette property today.” Our breathing has finally returned to normal. My head lying on his hard chest as I circle my fingers around the ripples of muscles that make up his abdomen.
“I think we should stay in bed all day.” Luke kisses the top of my head and pulls me tighter to his side. His hand is rubbing up and down my arm and his warm skin against mine is making me consider his request.
“That would be good, but I am a little excited about kicking some pompous hoity-toity ass today.”
“My feisty flower, God, I love you!” Luke chuckles as I roll from his grip and make my way to the bathroom. He reaches for my arm pulling me back on the bed over his lap and squeezes my hipbone hitting a ticklish spot making me laugh.
“Stop, stop!” I gasp between laughs as he realizes he has found my weak spot not letting up.
“Awe, my flower has a ticklish spot!” He grins wickedly, giving me no mercy.
“Luke, please!” I squeal and he is now on his knees so he can access me better. “Please, I’m going to pee!” I wiggle beneath him laughing so hard I have to cross my legs. He finally stops and lifts me up into his arms taking my lips. I’m still giggling through our kiss and I feel him smile.
“God, you are beautiful!” He finally lets me loose and swats my behind as I run for the bathroom having to go even more now.
“You know, your handyman isn’t getting much work done around here,” he yells from the bedroom. I finish my business and start the shower.
“Should probably get a new one, huh?” I yell as I climb in the shower and turn around as he steps in the shower with me.
“I don’t think so. I’ve seen what you do to the handyman,” he answers and pours somebody wash on a sponge lathering it up and starts washing me. I just stand there as his hands glide all over my body cleaning me. “And baby, you are mine,” his voice is low and growly, and as he says it shivers run through me.
“Sweet, beautiful, and mine,” he groans. As the sponge reaches my inner thighs my core tightens, his words and his hands making my insides throb. I reach for his shoulders to steady myself now that my legs are weak.
His manhood is rigid and I have the urge to taste him. It is an overwhelming feeling and I can’t stop myself. I drop to my knees and look up at him and I can see the excitement in his eyes. I grab hold of him and slowly put him in my mouth and circle the tip with my tongue.
“Lilly,” he moans, the sound encourages me as I take his length all the way. His hands in my hair, he gently guides himself in and out, my tongue feeling the ridges and throbbing veins. With another moan he pulls away from me and lifts me from my knees. Wrapping one leg around his waist he enters me, our eyes meeting before he takes my mouth.
“Oh god!” I cry as my orgasm rips through me. Holding me up as I lose all control to hold myself, Luke releases and I feel the hot liquid pulse into me.
“You…take…my….breath….away.” His chest is heaving up and down against me, his face in my hair, as I try to steady myself. He lowers my leg and holds onto my waist to make sure I am steady before he lets me go.
“Mine,” I whisper in his ear, “all mine.” I feel him smile against my neck.
Chapter 20
After we’ve showered and dressed we head down for breakfast. I am wearing a white pencil skirt that ends just above the knee and a light pink sleeveless button up shirt. I have two buttons undone at the collar and Luke buttons one of them before we enter the kitchen. “Mine.” He smiles, looking amazing in his jeans and black polo shirt.
We asked Miss Finnegan to pack us a picnic lunch and we decide to take the Aston Martin.
Jeffrey nods to us when we walk into the garage standing with Jacob talking about something intense. They stop talking when Jacob sees what Jeffrey was nodding at.
“Hey guys,” I greet them apprehensively wondering what they are so intensely discussing.
“So where are you two off to today?” Jacob asks trying to avert attention to something else.
“We’re going to check out the Lafayette property. What are you guys talking about? You seemed pretty intense.” I wouldn’t have asked, but they seem so keen on us not hearing what they were saying. I know there is apprehension in my voice.
“Nothing, we were just going over some schematics with the security cameras. Don't be so suspicious, Lilly!” Jacob scoffs at me rolling his eyes. This only makes me more suspicious.
“Hey, Luke, before you leave I need to ask your opinion on……” Jacob stops, hesitating like he is trying to figure out how to say something, "…….on a position we have a camera on the house,” he finishes fast and tries to look nonchalant. But I know Jacob and he is acting weird.
“Ummm, yeah sure,” Luke hesitates for a second looking me. “I’ll be right back baby.” He follows Jacob out of the garage and around the house. I go to follow, but Jeffrey stops me just short of the garage door that leads outside.
“Hey, Lilly, can I talk to you for a second?” He says and I can’t help but think he is trying to stop me from following the boys. I stop unwillingly and try to crook my neck to see where they’ve gone.
“I just wanted to tell you that I’m sorry about last night. I have no right to interfere with you and Luke’s ….umm situation.” He talks slow and seems very distracted.
“That’s okay, Jeffrey, you’re forgiven,” I tell him fast and take off in the direction the boys went. I don’t stop even though Jeffrey is calling after me.
They are not at the side of the house, so I continue walking to the back. Not there either, I look around confused. Jeffrey walks up from behind me and I look at him with confusion, and then I see some movement out of the corner of my eye.
There. Luke and Jacob are standing all the way out towards Georgia’s Stone.
“What are they doing? What’s going on?” I drill Jeffrey who’s looking everywhere but at me.
“I’m not sure….” he says, but I start walking their way before he finishes. When I get about 100 yards Jacob notices me. He says something to Luke who turns my way. I can tell they are hurriedly finishing a conversation before they turn and walk back to the house. Meeting them half way, Luke gives me a huge awkward smile.
“Hey baby, you ready to go?” He says putting his arm around my shoulder like everything is just fine.
“What’s going on?” I stop and demand an answer looking from Luke to Jacob.
“Mountain Lion,” Jacob blurts suddenly. “I think we might have a mountain lion around. I found tracks,” Jacob says nervously, looking around the property.
“Yes, mountain lion. Sorry we didn’t want to worry you, so we were going to try to hide it,” Luke says looking at Jacob then back to me. I don’t buy it. I look from
one to the other and back.
“Let’s go baby,” Luke says again and starts walking farther away from Georgia’s stone. Looking around I stand there for a moment, but then decide I will try to get the truth out of him in the car.
Chapter 21
“I just love this car.” Luke shifts gears and the engine revs as he passes a car like it is standing still. He shoots me a grin and I shudder at the sight of him.
“What were you and Jacob talking about?
“Mountain lion, we told you. I love the way this machine responds to me.” He is trying to change the subject and he is a shit liar.
“So why do you think I would be so scared of mountain lion, enough to try to keep it from me?” I interrogate him further. I really don’t like the fact that he, Jacob, and Jeffrey are keeping secrets from me.
“It’s scary. I’m scared and I thought you would be too. Sorry, I guess we shouldn’t have tried to do that,” Luke stammers looking at me nervously. “Now let’s talk about something else,” he pleads giving me his wicked grin that makes me go weak.
He really is a bad liar, but I decide I will let it drop for now.
We reach the bank and Luke parks the car. He opens my door for me and takes my hand as I step out. He wraps his arm around my waist as we walk into the bank.
“Are you ready for this?” I ask him with excitement in my voice. I get so much pleasure from giving bullies just what they deserve.
As we walk into the bank, two men in suits race from their desks towards me. “Miss Sumnor, what a pleasure,” one of them says, and they both fight for my attention. “What can we assist you with today?” The other hurriedly asks before his coworker can. They stand there eager for my answer.
I turn to Luke, who looks extremely annoyed, and I am sure this is not the same treatment he received yesterday.
“Which one?” I ask. He points to the woman at a desk toward the back of the bank in front of the massive safe door. She even looks like she would be one of Jane’s friends. Snooty and uptight in her perfectly pressed dress suit, blonde hair tied up in a neat little bun. This is going to be fun.
“I need to speak to her,” I say, pointing to the woman and start walking her way ignoring the two suits. As we walk away from them, their mouths are agape.
“You know how much you are turning me on right now,” Luke says squeezing my waist.
I look up at him and smile. He can tell I am really enjoying this already.
As we approach her desk and she looks up. Just noticing me, she stands up immediately smoothing down her skirt. “Miss Sumnor, what a pleasant surprise!” She says then notices Luke standing next to me and her eyes go right back to me. “What can I help you with today?” She asks nervously and motions for us to have a seat, her thin lips pursed together. She even wears her makeup like Jane. Bright pink lipstick, pink rouge on high cheekbones, blue eye shadow and way too much mascara. The proper southern lady, I can hear Jane saying.
“Well, Miss Dubois,” I say looking at the name plaque on her desk, “I’ll be transferring ALL of my money to Franklin County Bank today. Here are the account numbers.” I hand her a piece of paper. This was the bank that was the friendliest to Luke. He said they took the time to explain to him why he couldn’t get the loan and counseled him on how to get a better credit score. “If we could do this post haste please, I have things to do,” I rudely tell her.
“All of your money, Miss Sumnor, surely you can’t be serious?” She pleads nervously, and looks over to Luke. I can see from the look on her face that she recognizes him from yesterday. “If we had known, um Mr. …” she stutters not even remembering his name.
“Mr. Hansen,” I bellow, annoyed with this woman already. Luke squeezes my hand. I can tell he’s stifling a laugh as she starts to squirm in her seat nervously.
“Of course,” she says as if she already knew that and was about to say it. “If we had known Mr. Hansen was a friend of yours we would have been more receptive to giving him a loan,” she stammers trying to find a way out of this.
“What does it matter if he is a friend of mine? You never even checked his credit. You went solely off his occupation and his looks,” I come back at her. “So if someone is not dressed in a designer suit, they don’t get considered for a loan?” I question and not waiting for an answer, “Transfer the money,” I repeat as I scoot to the edge of my chair.
“I assure you, Miss Sumnor, I was a very good friend of your mother’s and I’m sure she would not want you moving HER money from this bank,” she says smugly, looking down at me the way Jane used to.
“Uh oh,” I hear Luke whisper and I turn to him. He has a look on his face that says now you’ve done it lady.
My face burns, “Well, Miss Dubois, I assure you that I DO NOT care what YOU think Jane would do!” I snap. “I will do whatever I want with MY money, and I want to transfer MY money to Franklin County Bank!” I realize I’m shouting when I see the manager of the bank running over. Miss Dubois’s mouth opens with a look of disgust at my outburst. This makes me even angrier.
“You make me sick with your better than thou attitude that you have toward people you think are beneath you. I will not have MY money in a bank that treats people this way!” I yell getting up. I have my hands planted palm down on her desk and I’m starring at her.
“Miss Sumnor, what a pleasure. I am Mr. Edwards the bank manager,” he says as he reaches us. “What seems to be the problem?” He asks anxiously looking from me to Miss Dubois.
“Mr. Hansen was in yesterday and we were unable to give him a loan,” Miss Dubois explains to the manager, still nervously squirming in her seat.
“Well that’s a problem we can resolve,” he says like everything is okay. “How much would you like to borrow, Mr. Hansen?” He turns to Luke.
“Mr. Edward, the problem is far from resolved. The problem is your employee here,” I snap waving my hand toward Miss Dubois. "She treated Mr. Hansen like he was dirt on her shoes. She didn’t even consider him, and dismissed him without even going over his application, all because his employment was listed as a handyman. If that wasn’t bad enough, she also said that he would be better off to start making money selling his body for sex.” I add and Miss Dubois face turns beet red with embarrassment. “She even so much as said she would be his first client. I do not want my money in a bank that treats people that way,” I repeat angrily to the manager.
“Oh, I see,” his nervousness back in his voice and looks humiliated. “May I have a word with you, Miss Dubois,” he says grabbing her arm and walking her into his office.
“I want you so bad right now,” Luke says looking at me with desire. “You are so fucking sexy, my feisty flower.” I feel my core start to throb at Luke’s words. I don’t want him distracting me from my mission.
“Shhhh,” I wink at him as they come back, he’s smiling from ear to ear.
“Okay, Miss Sumnor, I think we have a solution to the problem at hand. Miss Dubois has agreed to resign, if you will please reconsider,” Mr. Edward says. I look at the shrew and she looks like she’s about ready to bust out crying.
“I don’t care if she is fired or if she stays. No one in this bank gave Mr. Hansen the time of day, so no, I will not reconsider. Please transfer the money,” I say sternly again.
Mr. Edward sits down at the desk. “Please, Miss Sumnor,” he says wringing his hands together nervously. I’m sure he will lose his job also if I transfer all the money. “What if we raise your rate of return 0.5%? Will this help?” He pleads with me desperation in his voice.
I didn’t expect this. This would make me a lot of money. I look at Luke and he shrugs as if to say do what you want, it’s your money.
“Okay, Mr. Edward, I have some conditions first,” I say thinking quickly to get what I want out of this. “I will still be transferring ten million dollars to the Franklin County Bank,” I say, feeling like I need to do that at least since they were so nice to Luke. “Miss Dubois keeps her job,” this shocks ev
eryone including Luke. I see him looking at me stunned and I squeeze his hand to let him know I have a plan. “Everyone in this bank will take mandatory customer service class. Every employee in this bank needs to learn some basic manners and how to treat people,” I say to Mr. Edward who is scribbling down my demands and nodding his head in agreement.
“Also, I will be watching. You will never know who I will have walking in and out of this bank, and all will be reporting back to me of their treatment.”
“Miss Sumnor, you can’t possibly expect everyone that walks in this bank get a loan,” he states anxiously, looking at me.
“See you are not listening!” I slam my hand down on the desk and this makes him jump a little. “I said that everyone who walks in this bank is to be treated with respect and dignity. Everyone should be considered for a loan regardless of occupation. I did not say you had to give everyone a loan,” I say thinking this is way more fun making mean people be nice.
“Certainly, Miss Sumnor, we will get right on this. Thank you so much for your reconsideration.” He stands up and reaches over the desk to shake my hand.
“Oh and one more thing,” I avoid his handshake. I see Miss Dubois has relief on her face from the bullet she just dodged.
“I think that Mr. Hansen here is in need of an apology,” I demand.
“Oh, absolutely. Of course. We at Grand National Bank are so very sorry for any distress we caused you,” Mr. Edward says to Luke, pouring it on way too thick.
“Not just from you, from her.” I point to Miss Dubois, and she looks at me her eyes filled with contempt. “I want a formal letter of apology written in her hand on all the ways she failed to be a good person yesterday,” I order. “I want it mailed out today,” I say, knowing this will probably be the hardest thing she has ever done.