Drawing The Line (Mistaken Identity Series)
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Paul’s strong arms gave her safety and she didn’t know how she was going to feel when he wasn’t around anymore. This thought saddened her.
“Stop it, Shane,” he reprimanded.
“What?” she asked.
“I’ve lived with this a very long time. You don’t think I can’t feel when people who care about me start to miss me already?”
“But-“ she started to voice her opinion.
He placed a finger over her lips gently and moved his other hand to caress her cheek. “I learned a long time ago to enjoy every moment given and I couldn’t have been more blessed than when I saw the photos of you.” He guided her into the bathroom and began to remove her clothes after starting the shower for her.
I’ve had feelings for you a long time and it took me too long to put my plan in place to have you in my life. Now that I have your father’s blessing, I know I’ll leave this earth a happy man.”
He removed his own clothes and took her hand to help her in the shower with him. “Be happy for me, Shane, and let us take your mind off of the rest of the world.”
Shane smiled loving the words he used to bring her soul peace. He washed every inch of her body. Since this was the first time she had seen Paul completely naked, she took advantage in touching him as well. Although flaccid it still held a considerable thickness and length. His frame was leaner than Andrews, but still nice to look at, touch and kiss.
When the shower was over with, he dried her off. Paul ignited soul-stirring fires with his kisses, while leading her back into the bedroom fully naked with him. A second set of strong hands caressed her back and she didn't become startled, knowing Andrew had joined them.
Paul could sense something animalistic about Andrew, but he didn't allow this to bother his path of pleasure to send Shane past reality using his fingers. She was primed and opened to all they had to offer.
Paul scooped her up and placed her on the bed, while Andrew undressed. She wildly kissed his face, neck and chest.
Andrew came on the other end of the bed above Shane's head and Paul could see his brother was on a mission. Paul moved down and took Shane to new heights using his mouth while Andrew cupped Shane's face and guided the tip of himself into her warm wet oral orifice.
Andrew was already thickened as he pressed down to the back of her throat. Having him in this angle was new to her, but she realized she was able to take in more of him.
He moaned his desire as she found she could actually use her throat muscles to squeeze against the tip of him, while laving the middle with her tongue and reaching up to grip the base with her hands.
She was voracious as she brought Andrew to full erection moaning her joy at having him in her mouth and at the same time purring her delight with Paul's attention.
Yet, Andrew made no attempt to move away even though she knew he was ready for her, Shane took deep breaths as he moved deeper down her throat. She used her fingers controlling him as she felt his hips urge her for more. Soon he was so thick she couldn't take him so far and she knew he was on the verge. Trying to restrain him, she started to grab the large tightened double sacs underneath his man root, but Andrew took her wrist and held her hand above her head.
Looking up at him, she saw this determined cruel look on his face, but he was fighting with himself from fully enjoying what she was doing. Shane decided to pull out all stops in arousing him to the fullest just using her mouth and when he growled and threw his head back, she knew he surrendered to her exquisite oral talents.
He released her hands to lean his body over the bed and enjoy the soft suckling strokes she expertly provided to his shaft.
Knowing she couldn’t hold him off long without her hands, she prepared herself as Andrew's life seed surge and flowed down her throat. She heard him curse viciously as he gave into the highly sensitive sensations she evoked from the tip of his shaft snaking her tongue across the baby soft delicate peak licking the last drops of him away.
Shane had won the sensuous erotic battle with Andrew and for now, they had an unspoken truce.
Paul urgently brought her body to orgasm, but there was a wicked look of amusement in his eyes that Shane caught as she was coming down from her high.
“You’re a very good student, Shane,” he said with a chuckle, moving off the bed wit ha nod of approval.
“I have a very good teacher, she said breathlessly with a wink and moved to her knees to face Andrew disengaging herself from Paul.
Andrew was still recovering from his tumultuous experience still kneeling on the bed, as Shane moved to her knees to face him. She noticed the sweat on his forehead slowly coming down his face.
There was a dead serious look in his eyes and she knew this stemmed from their words in the foyer. Shane wasn’t scared of him. Matter of fact, knowing that he wasn’t just having sex with her delighted her, to know this man was feeling something and that she had affected him in some kind of way.
With her knuckles, she wiped away the perspiration and allowed her finger to softly moved down until they ran over the bottom of his lip.
Andrew parted his lips and took her index finger into his mouth wrapping his tongue around the tip, and then softly suckling her finger deep into his mouth. He lavished attention to the rest of her fingers and hand, but never once did he break eye contact with her.
Her passion increased equaling his own and almost surpassing it as she moved her hand away from his mouth and replaced her mouth over his lips,
Andrew abandoned his anger for a moment as he tenderly kissed her. The moment seemed so powerful to him and in the back of his mind he heard a beautiful symphony playing as leaned back until he rested his backside on his Achilles, and drew her legs around his waist.
It was as if she could read his mind as she deepened the kiss, sending pleasurable tingles throughout his body and heightening the moment. Shane locked her legs around his waist and tightened her thighs until she was able to draw up and engulf his manhood deep inside of her.
Throwing her head back, she rode him crying her pleasure mindlessly. Andrew was overwhelmed by her worship of his tool; he found himself losing the battle and was quickly drawn into her moment of gratification.
They were so consumed with their lovemaking neither noticed as Paul drew away from the bed and left the room.
Shane felt as if she couldn't get enough of his body, his mouth, and his hands as she used her body to ignite his passion to uncontrollable depths. They were insatiable until the early morning hours when exhaustion finally took over and Shane collapse upon his chest in a deep sleep knowing they had made the baby Paul wanted.
Chapter 28
Shane awoke alone in bed again and joined Paul in the kitchen for a light breakfast. They spoke of many things, mostly work. Shane tried her best not to ask where Andrew had gone, but by the end of breakfast, Paul noticed her slight curiosity and said, "He went into the office, Shane, it is Monday," he playfully scolded.
Shane frowned looking out of the window, but it looked too early still. “What time is it?”
Paul answered amused, “It’s eleven o’clock.”
Gasping not believing the time had passed so quickly and she had slept so long, she started to panic.
“It’s okay,” he assured her. “Andrew got up about three this morning to go to the office because he said he couldn’t sleep and said that you could sleep as long as you wanted.” Paul smiled mischievously. “Matter of fact, he was in such a good mood he was actually whistling when he left. He said your weekend probably stressed you out and that for the next couple of days you have the option of working or not. He would understand. He contacted the professor about your classes as well. ”
Relaxing a little, she said, “I still have to go to work, Paul. I want to work and I don’t want the office to think he’s doing me any favors.”
“Shane, you just had sex with him all night long. Both of you looked to me like, you were having a very good time.” He chuckled. “Do you really think An
drew’s not going to treat you like the rest of his staff.”
“We’re talking about Andrew, Paul.”
“Oh yeah. He can be an ass and finds it amusing to ignore you on purpose.” He kissed her brow and tapped her bottom playfully. “Take your time and don’t worry about it.”
She dressed from the wardrobe of clothes and drove to the office.
Bracing herself before entering, she closed her mind to the weekend events and discoveries.
If she was going to do her job to the best of her abilities, she was going to have to close off her mind to personal issues, feelings and especially Andrew. She should have spoken to Paul about her concerns about working and raising a baby with Andrew. Would the cold-hearted brother allow her to do that or demand she stay at home? She could have made Paul make a provision to Andrew to allow her, but then she just had a feeling if Andrew was forced to do anything he would still find a way to make it difficult for her if it was against what he wanted. Especially where she was concerned, as he didn’t have any deep emotions for her.
Rachel sat at her desk in the front with the brightest smile on her face as if she had the most glorious weekend anyone could have imagined. Shane tried her best to get a business like tone as Rachel updated her on her messages and callbacks.
When she went into the office, her eyes immediately went over to Andrew's desk. He wasn't there and she should have expected it. Today was Monday, which was usually a busy day for him.
Rachel came into the office, not seeing the disappointment in Shane's eyes and began ranting about the fabulous weekend she had. Shane remained tight lipped about the discovery, but as Rachel spoke, she noted traits from the senator and then wondered how dense could Rachel be and not notice that Shane did have the senator’s eyes?
Was the office manager just so consumed with herself that she didn’t see what was right in front of her?
This made Shane question a lot of things about Rachel and she decided maybe she should listen to this woman just a little bit more carefully and really assessed “how smart” she really was.
"How are the Christmas party preparations going?" Shane asked to throw her off track.
"Great, but Andrew's so damn secretive about the event he won't reveal anything to me. I did find out that Paul would be attending. Do you know about Paul Watson?" she asked as if name-dropping.
"Paul?" Shane asked evasively as she pretended to be so busy with the form she was typing on her computer. She wanted to make sure she got the letter out to her Aunt Bethany, but it didn't consume as much of her mind as she was falsely portraying to Rachel.
"That's Andrew's brother though he doesn't talk about him. No one really speaks about him."
"Oh that Paul Watson. I'm sorry," Shane said. "I didn't hear you right. Yes, I've met Paul." She couldn't help to smile wickedly at what she knew of Paul.
Rachel looked a bit disappointed at not being able to dish some dirt on Paul, but Shane ignored this and soon Rachel excused herself and left Shane alone.
Shane had arrived an hour early to the office, but she was able to catch the agent she was supposed to do field work with. The day went by very slow for her. At noon, she made it to the bank for lunch and cashed the check. She hired a delivery service and was able to have them deliver to her mother's home the money and letter, along with the paperwork Aldridge had gotten to her before he had left town.
She contacted Jeremiah by three and let him know what had become of the meeting with the senator. She didn't reveal that Senator Payne was her father, only what was discussed about the Tyrex scandal. By six o'clock, she was eagerly waiting to get home to Paul, who had promised her a back massage.
She used the rest of her time at the office, while no one was there to finish up all her assignments from Professor Henderson. Once she was done and it was nearing eight, she made her way out the office and to her vehicle.
Troy was pulling up in the parking lot. He paused noting she was there and gave her a look from her face to her feet, then back up again. She was able to notice the similarities to his father immediately.
Troy approached her with that same distrust in his eyes as he had before and Shane had a feeling whatever he was going to say to her, she wouldn't like it.
Yet her curiosity was piqued and she wanted to hear what he had to say. She stood her ground confidently as she listened to what he had to say.
"Let's not beat around the bush, Ms. Keaton. I know what you know, but that doesn't mean my feelings about you will ever change. You're my father's sin and if you think you can rub my face in that shit you've got another thing coming. I didn't like the fact that he got involved with your sick mother before all the things in my life started going wrong."
"I didn't expect your feelings to change," Shane responded nondescriptly. His intentions had been to hurt her feelings, but being rejected especially by this obtuse selfish son of a bitch who thought he was special because he was legitimate, meant absolutely nothing to Shane. "But are you hating me for the person I've become?"
"I couldn’t give a rats ass about your stupid accomplishments, but don't think just because you know who your Daddy is, you can use that to get something," Troy warned.
Narrowing her eyes really wanting to slap the spit out of this cocky, snotty man, she said, "I've worked hard on my own to get where I am. The perks I'm offered now is because of the hard work I've done all by myself without a rich politically tied father to help me."
He leaned in close to her thinking he could just scare her with his brawn, but Shane was not the least bit intimidated and that perturbed him even more. "You're nothing, Shane Keaton. Your mother was a party whore, who just got lucky and you're nothing but a mistake who should have died in the womb because she was too infested with disease to be carrying you."
That was the last straw. Shane balled her fist up and with her body weight behind her she struck Troy to the eye, then quickly got in another with her other fist to his mouth. He fell to the ground and Shane stormed to her vehicle, knowing if she stayed she would inflict more pain to that spoiled brat.
Troy was a horrible person and she was glad she had never engaged in conversation with him.
By the time she arrived at Paul's home, Shane was so upset about what she had done and what Troy had said Paul feared she would hyperventilate. He calmed her down, holding her close in her arms and told her not to think about it anymore.
“Don’t you let anyone take away your joy, Shane,” Paul ordered firmly, kissing her brow and then each one of her knuckles to rub away the soreness she was feeling. “You’re too beautiful, inside and out for that.”
She knew Paul was right, but how could someone be so evil when they had been raised with more opportunities than she ever had?
They made dinner together, keeping the conversation light and once they sat down to eat, she was able to tell Paul the encounter with her "brother" in detail and what she thought of him.
"Troy has always been bitter and spoiled for as long as I've known him," Paul said caustically. "He rides on my brother's coat tails because his father won't let him ride on his anymore. Troy feels he deserved the fortune sooner that won’t be coming until his fortieth birthday because that's all he's got that makes him appealing." Paul's tone of voice was acidic and slightly upset. "Don't worry about him. He can't stand Rachel either because she's going to get a piece of his pie and he use to hate Andrew and I because the senator treats us more like sons than Troy, but what does he expect.”
Worriedly, she said, “Does he still hate you?”
Paul shrugged nonchalantly. “I really don’t know and I really don’t care. Andrew pretty much thinks the same thing. The senator and Andrew are closer even though I’ve known the senator longer, but this never bothered me, but it does bother Troy. The senator has provided Troy with great opportunities; A Harvard education, world exploration trips, houses, and cars. Yet, he’s harbored animosity for his father for a very long time. Sometimes I feel sorry for him.”
"There is a deep seated fear Troy has of Senator Payne. Don’t get your father wrong, Shane. He looked friendly and nice yesterday, but he can be colder than an iceberg and harder to get anything out of. Why do you think Andrew gets along with him so well?"
"Isn't it odd that the senator's legitimate children are both rotten on the inside?" she noted.
"And you're not?" Paul asked warily.
"I'll admit I can keep a secret especially when it benefits me," she answered with a playful wink. "But being purposely malicious and deceitful are just not qualities I believe I could muster naturally unless provoked."
Paul smiled liking her response.
"Speaking of Andrew, where is that brother of yours tonight?" she asked as causally as possible, although her insides were doing outrageous flips.
"He wanted to work late and caught a flight to Canada to do something. Plus I wanted to spend this night with just you so he wasn't invited. After the wedding if you aren't pregnant, than we can try again with Andrew," Paul suggested.
Shane forced herself not to show how eager she was to try that again. In the back of her mind, she was almost tempted to suggest that Andrew come back because it had been so wonderful to have both men she was attracted to in the room with her. However, but she didn’t want to make Paul feel like he wasn’t good enough for her, when she really did enjoy him just as much as she had enjoyed Andrew physically.
After dinner, he took Shane upstairs to a different room where there was a lot of medical equipment. In the middle of the white walled room there was a table, which he instructed her after disrobing to lie down giving her a sheet to stay somewhat warm.
"What is this room for?" she asked.
"The room I'll be in once my condition worsens and doesn't allow me to walk anymore," he said simply. "They’re building a special elevator to this room so it won't be any trouble to get me outside to the roof. This will be my room when I die."
Shane admired Paul for the way in which he was preparing to meet his fate and she envied his brave spirit. Looking around the room, the bare walls and bleached white tile floor seemed so desolate that she hoped she could get the room a little livelier if he was going to be spending all of his time there.