Whispers on the Potomac_Room 312

by Mia Villano

  A gasp escapes her lips and for once she is speechless.

  “There, I said it. She is the one. She’s been the one since I met her eight years ago when I was running for Congress. Yes, she was my intern and yes I was in love with her then. I plan on marrying her and she will be the next First Lady.

  “You can’t be serious?”

  “I’ve never been more serious in my life. I will give all of this up for her if that’s what it takes.”

  “You can’t choose her over Annalise.”

  “Oh, I already have. Mother, don’t you need a vacation or something? You need to get away for a while and relax because you aren’t thinking rationally. This campaign has been excruciating on you as well.”

  “Listen to me, Sebastian. This Daria is bad news. She could ruin you and your brother.”

  “I have no idea what the hell you’re talking about. I think you may need to check into a spa or retreat somewhere. Daria has been the best damn thing that has ever happened to me.”

  “Don’t play me, Sebastian. I wasn’t born yesterday. She’s young and good in bed, that’s why you want her. This is something your father would do and I can’t believe you are stooping this low when our name and your father’s legacy is at stake.”

  “Our name? Our name is tarnished because of dad’s promiscuity while he was in the Senate and the junkie son you keep bailing out of trouble. I’m not having an affair. I love someone, plain and simple. Don’t act all high and mighty, Mother. You should be more worried about what Garrison is up to and not what I’m doing in private.” I’m beyond pissed.

  “You have more to lose than Garrison. I’ve always been harder on you because you are my bright shining star. You are the one all my hope is in and now the American people are trusting you to run this country, not cause some love-sick scandal.

  “And you want my brother to be a part of it? I can’t. I won’t.”

  “I’m going to lose him soon.”

  “That’s his choice, not mine. He’s been given every opportunity to make something out of himself and he chose not to. That’s no one’s fault but his own. Not yours and not mine. It’s time to stop feeling sorry for him.” I want to say much more. I want to tell her about the email and how he tried to end my campaign. I want to tell her about the envelope he may have sent Daria.

  “Please just consider it. That’s all I’m asking. I love you both, Sebastian and I want you to be close again.”

  “That isn’t going to happen.” Vick comes into the room, thank god.

  “We have to leave in ten minutes.”

  “Thanks Vick. I’ll be right down.”

  “Mother, there is more to this story than you know. You think you know the whole story, but you don’t. When this election is over with, you will know the real story. Right now, I can’t go into it. Trust in me that I’m doing what’s best for me and this campaign.”

  “Just don’t ruin this like your father did. It’s not worth it. I’ll see you tomorrow. I’m coming out to give a few speeches for you.”

  I walk over to her, kissing her on the cheek. “Thanks. I need you on my side right now. I don’t need you questioning what I’m doing. Believe it or not I know what I’m doing. I didn’t come this far to lose the election now. I’m not dad.”

  She pats my cheek looking into my eyes. “I know, I know. When you have children one day you will understand what I’m asking you and why I love both of you so much, no matter what flaws you have. It’s unconditional, Sebastian.”

  The need to hear Daria’s voice before takeoff is crucial to me. The night before was incredible, almost magical. Our time alone together sealed my love for her deeper and my craving for her stronger.

  Frank gave her a phone no one knows about but me. It’s the only phone she’s to use for our calls. I heard her breathe and closed my eyes when I heard her pick up. “You’re calling already. I just left you.” She whispers.

  “I wanted to hear your voice before I leave today.”

  “You have a busy day ahead of you.”

  “Where are you?”

  “On my way to work.”

  “I need to see you tonight. I want you to fly to New York and meet me at my hotel.”

  “Sebastian, I can’t. I have my responsibilities too.”

  “You will and I’ll have you back by tomorrow for work. I want you to be there at nine o’clock tonight when I’m done with my speeches. I don’t know where I’m staying yet. When you get there, I want you to take a bath. A long, hot bath with oils that will be there waiting for you. Then, I want you in my bed with nothing on. Wear your hair up and those nude heels you had on at my last party.” Those heels make her legs and ass look like sin.

  “You can’t order me around like a prostitute, Sebastian.”

  “I thought you liked it when I ordered you around.”

  “That's only in bed.” I can hear a smile in her voice.

  “Cameron and Frank will make sure you are picked up and driven to the airport. Be there, Daria.”

  “No, we’re taking too many chances this close to the election. There will be reporters all over you and as soon as they see me, I”ll be bombarded”

  Be there. I’ll send Cameron to you around five to take you to the airport.” She doesn’t exactly agree or disagree and I consider that as a yes. I instruct Frank, who is sitting up front with Cameron- what I want, where and when. No questions, he just responds with, “Yes, Boss.”

  The crowds are getting bigger, the rallies crazier and I’m loving every minute. I got through the day with the anticipation Daria would be in my hotel room tonight as I instructed. My security detail informs me they took care of everything for me.

  Curtis informs me that the news is breaking that I’m dating my former intern. The bastard did it again and I’m beyond pissed. The same pictures sent to Daria are now on the TV screen in front of me. All of the major networks are showing pictures of Daria and I together at my party and of me kissing her on the side of the Potomac River from eight years ago. The headlines state-

  “Whispers on the Potomac”

  27

  Sebastian

  When I walk in, the room’s dark except for the dim light beside the bed, candles are lit everywhere around the room and there’s a small fire in the fireplace. I arrive precisely at nine to find Daria right where I told her to be.

  “I came.” Daria’s laying in the bed bare and waiting for my taking.

  “You better not. I have many things I want to do to you before I let you come.” I smile down at her. Holy fuck what a way to end the day.

  “How was your day, Sebastian? I assume you saw the news.”

  “Shh. Let’s not talk about that right now.”

  The long red hair I love to pull on, is tossed in a messy bun on top of her head.

  I bend down to kiss her, breathing in her scent, and letting her perfume wash over my senses. Taking the scent in my memory to remember later when I must leave her again. She reaches up and grabs my tie, pulling me down.

  “Not yet.” If I let her undress me now, I’ll come. I don’t want to come yet. I want to eat her and taste her later, on my lips when I give my speech like I did earlier today.

  She moans into my mouth as I sit next to her on the bed. For the next couple of hours Daria is mine to possess and claim. My dick’s hard as steel and throbs to be inside her soft pussy.

  Looking down at her as she lays there in the huge bed, my hand lightly caresses her leg. I run my fingers up her thigh as slow as I can stand. Her thighs are perfectly muscular from dancing her entire life. And these heels...Fuck, I love her in these heels.

  “Sebastian.” Just hearing her say my name is enough to stir my insides. I continue to kiss her, lapping up every inch of her. My hand eases more up to her hip.

  “Tell me how that feels.” I instruct as I inch closer to her pussy. Anticipation takes over as I slowly finger her, watching her eyes change when my fingers delve inside.

  “I hate when
you tease me.” She moans softly.

  “No, you don’t. You’re wet as hell.”

  “I’ve wanted you all day.”

  “Funny, you gave me a hard enough time on the phone to come here tonight.” I want to claw the sheets off her and plunge my aching cock inside. Her hips start to lift off the mattress.

  “I’m trying to stay away from you but, I can’t.”

  “You won’t.”

  Easing two more fingers inside, my mouth envelops the hardened peak of her breast and I suck on it lightly. “Fuck me,” she whispers.

  Pushing my fingers deeper inside her makes her wiggle around with anticipation.

  “Please, Sebastian” I live to give her pleasure and hear her beg. Taking my fingers out, I reposition myself on the bed and put each of her legs over my shoulders. I bury my face between her legs as I pull her lips apart with my free hand. Oh God, I need her. It’s as if I try to get all of her while I have the chance. Her body tightens and I know she’s already on the edge. I know her body as well as I do my own.

  “Sebastian, I’m so close.” I stop and reach for the drawer in the bedside table. As instructed, I find a vibrator inside. Turning it on, she looks over when she hears the buzz.

  “What is that?” she sighs.

  “What do you think it is?” I ask as I put it up against her to tease her pussy. Her legs are still over my shoulders and her ass is in the air.

  “Uhhm. I like it.” I let it dance around her pussy.

  “I want to play with you, Daria.” I move it slowly around watching her reaction.

  “You mean you want to torture me with it.” Her moans spur me on as I continue to let it travel around her thighs and pussy lips.

  “I want to try new things with you.”

  “You never used one of these on me before. Oh God.” I let it touch her clit for a quick second.

  I can’t take it. I begin to suck on her clit again. I alternate between the vibrator and my tongue. I then stick it up inside her slowly watching her pussy swallow it. She cries out. I lower it to her ass. Just as I suck her clit. the vibrator dances across her most intimate place. She is so close to coming, but I’m not letting her. Just when I think she’s about to go over the edge, I stop and turn it off.

  I stand up and rip at my tie and shirt, tear my pants and boxers down and step out of them. Keeping her legs spread and rubbing herself, she wants more.

  “Get on all fours, Daria.” She doesn’t argue and immediately rolls over and up on all fours. Jesus her ass is a work of art.

  “Arch your back and stick your ass out for me.” My girl sticks her ass out, and I pull the clip out of her hair as it cascades down her back. Grabbing on to her ass with both my hands I want to bury my face in it.

  “Oh, what are you doing, Sebastian?” Her words are a whisper.

  “I’m going to worship your ass.” I play with her ass cheeks, wiggling them, and slapping her ever so slightly.

  Pulling her ass cheeks apart, I bend down, blowing my hot breath on her opening. A moan escapes her lips, and I notice her grabbing onto the sheets.

  “Your ass is perfect.” I’m so turned on I’m about to explode. Kissing her ass cheeks and squeezing them, I’m making my way in and I slowly begin licking and kissing her perfect ‘O’. I can hear her moaning, and I feel her touching her breasts, so I know she’s loving it. Reaching again for the vibrator, I turn it on. The idea of putting it up her ass hits me, but I want to blanket my face in there instead. I reach around and put the vibrator to her clit and push my face in her ass. I lick, kiss and shove my tongue in. She cries out my name and I feel her body shake. Letting her come, I don’t stop until her body relaxes. Throwing the vibrator down, I rub my cock against her pussy. She’s dripping wet as usual and I slide in slow and gentle.

  “Daria. I’m going to come.”

  “Oh, God come all over me.” Grabbing her tiny waist, I move her back and forth on my shaft.

  She gasps as I thrust hard trying not to hurt her, but wanting so much more.

  “Jesus Christ.” I yell, pulling her ass apart and slipping a finger inside her where I had the vibrator and my tongue earlier. I come almost violently and loudly. She collapses against the bed and I fall next to her, reaching and pulling her to me.

  “I think I touched every part of you. You are officially all mine.”

  “I was already all yours, Sebastian. I don’t think I will move for days. I honestly can’t feel my legs. When you said you were going to worship my ass, I had no idea what you meant.” I laugh, out of breath and feeling my heartbeat start to slow down.

  “I love you. I want you to know how much I love you.” I hold her tighter to me.

  Dear God. I couldn’t let her go. I want to tell the world I just made love to the most beautiful woman in the world and she is mine. I need to make this moment last forever. I can’t stand just walking away again.

  “How did you get away tonight without the reporters seeing you? They are all over my condo.” her voice spread across my skin like silk. I hold her in my arms and kiss the top of her head.

  “I have people to get me where I need to be. They don’t ask questions and they protect me.”

  “Do you think you will win, even after all this has just come out?”

  “Yeah, I’m going to win.”

  “I guess I’m doing my patriotic duty then.” She looks up at me and we both laugh. I would give every bit of my life up to be with her. To walk out of this room with her hand in mine would be worth giving all of that other shit up.

  “I also heard you’re going to be the First Lady.”

  “I just want to be first in your life, Sebastian.” God, if she only knew how much of my heart she already had.

  “You were my secret, as private as a dream, and soon the world will know.”

  28

  Daria

  Despite the fear of the envelope delivered to my office, my life cannot be any better.

  Flying home on Sebastian’s campaign jet at two in the morning, I make it through my day at the hospital with a measly two hours of sleep. Now I’m home, exhausted, however insistent on watching continuous election coverage.

  Half asleep on my couch, my phone rings and I know it’s Sebastian.

  “Hello.”

  “Daria?”

  “Hey, I’m just watching you on the news. You are one hot man.”

  “Thanks. I don’t feel hot right now. I’m exhausted, sweaty, and starving. I wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

  Smiling again, I exhale. The ache he always causes inside me let me know how much I’m in love with him. “I’m perfect. Last night was incredible and I can’t stop thinking about it.”

  “You better be thinking about me all the time.”

  “Oh, I better, huh?”

  “Listen, I’m going to be having a campaign event tomorrow night with some big names. I would love to fly you out. Would you be interested?”

  I explain it to Sebastian in the best way I can. The thought is quite tempting, but I explain to Sebastian in the best way I can’t do it. I have too many patients and a class I can’t miss.

  “It’s okay, just watch me on television and I’ll call you after. Hey, I love you.”

  “I love you, Sebastian. More than you will ever know.”

  The next night I turn on the news to see live coverage from Sebastian’s rally. He’s playing his guitar onstage with Ozzy Osbourne. Seeing Sebastian with his white dress shirt, rolled up sleeves and his tie loose, almost causes me to come on the spot. Having just one more week left in the campaign, I’m curious as to how he will introduce me to the world. Since the media is speculating that we are a couple, will Sebastian and his team make it official? Will he say I’m his girlfriend? I need to go shopping regardless, because by the way he talks, he will be making some sort of announcement on election night, win or lose.

  I fall into a restless sleep and am jolted awake by the sound of my cell phone ringing. Confused and half asleep, I
reach for my phone to answer it.

  “Hello.”

  “Girl, it’s Lilly. How are you?”

  “Asleep. What time is it?” I look at my phone again with one eye to see it’s 3:30am, so of course it’s 9:30am in Paris.

  “Oh shit, I forgot about the time difference. I’ve been out all night and just got in a few minutes ago. I tried texting you several times.” Oh, the Paris nightlife. I wonder now how I handled staying out like I did with her. Lilly is one wild child and staying out till the next morning is nothing new for her.

  “Is something wrong? You still sound drunk.” Taking a sip of water on my nightstand as I wait for her to tell me about some new guy she’s with.

  “Well, something isn’t wrong, something is good, really good. And no, I’m not drunk.”

  “What is it?” Wide awake now, I sit up in bed to hear what she has to say.

  “I just got married!” Her squeals in the phone cause me to pull the phone away from my ear.

  “What?!” I half yelled into my phone. Lilly is the last person I thought would get married. She’s even said there are too many fish in the sea to settle for just one ever in her life.

  “Yes, I know I always said I would never do it, but something just clicked with this guy. I don’t want you to be mad at me though.”

  “What are you talking about? Why would I be mad at you?”

  “Well, you sort of know him.” Know him. I met a slew of men she dated while I lived in Paris. I swear there was a new one every week it seemed.

  “Who is it? I know, it’s Bruce.” He’s the last one she dated before I moved back. I love Bruce and think he would make a perfect husband for her. He’s handsome, soft spoken, and loved her dearly.

  “No, no it’s not Bruce.” She didn’t want to tell me for whatever reason and I just want to go back to sleep.

  “Lilly give me break. Just tell me for God’s sake. I have to be up in three hours.”