There had been a half-finished album of songs I’d both written the lyrics and scored the composition for, and Valerie, to her credit, had made sure that I had the right to take those back, and release them with RedA after the trial was done.
When the opposing legal team arrived, I was thankful that Bernie was still in custody. The exchange was tense, but the whole meeting was completed in twenty minutes between two strong alpha males and their able assistants. Valerie and I sat quietly until they were finished then I was addressed to confirm I agreed to the terms put forward.
Bernie’s team exited after shuffling their papers and stuffing them back in manila card folders. With an efficient snap of the locks, the folders were secured in an expensive leather attaché case, and both men left as swiftly out the door as they had entered without any further eye contact.
Clayton sat with a smug grin on his face when I’d glanced back at him after watching them walk toward the bank of elevators down the hallway, “Happy?”
“I don’t think so. What is there to feel happy about? A man is going to be incarcerated in my name. That’s not a good feeling.”
“You never cease to amaze me, Flynn. The guy almost killed you,” Valerie said in an exacerbated tone.
“Valerie, I haven’t forgotten what he did to Craig or me, but I don’t have to jump for joy that he’s ruined his family by what he’s done. He’s got kids and a wife. I might have died, and I can’t say I forgive him for what he did, but I am more concerned at how his stupid, selfish decision will affect those who love him.”
Clayton stared across the table at me then pulled all the papers spread in front of him into a pile. He tapped them neatly to line them up, and without glancing back at me, he said, “You’re a good man, Flynn Docherty. That guy doesn’t deserve your pity.”
“I don’t pity him. I have real feelings for the kids he’s leaving behind when he goes to jail. I’ve been there, and no matter what he’s done, he’s still their father, and those children will carry his crime. I know that for a fact.”
Standing, Valerie’s chair scraped back on the polished floor, she walked behind me and slipped her arms around my neck to rest her hands on my pecs. I felt instantly comforted by her action, then she kissed the top of my head and rested her chin on it.
“I get you, Flynn. It’s not going to be easy for that family, but Bernie has to pay for what he did to you and Craig. Thinking emotionally about this has to be put aside. Bernie Dunn thought he was clever, his manipulation and the lengths he was prepared to go to in order to control you, were premeditated. He’s going to get off lightly for this because he’s wealthy. If he hadn’t been able to pay those hefty indemnities to those contracts, his lawyers wouldn’t even have got as far as this table today. He’d be looking at a jail sentence in double figures, am I right, Clayton?”
Clayton nodded, and I turned my head and looked in wonder at my beautiful head strong, no-nonsense girl. She was so smart and so assertive at protecting my feelings, and it almost made what I’d just heard about Bernie acceptable for me to live with. Valerie stepped back as I turned, and as my eyes met hers she immediately took the conversation forward. “How long do we have to wait before I can ramp up the promotion for RedA?”
Clay smiled widely, and appeared far more comfortable for her change of topic, “The promotion can begin as soon as sentencing is public. As Bernie’s hearing is due on Friday, a guilty plea would more than likely result in the sentence being passed as soon as the court is in session.”
I stood and pulled Valerie into my side, my hand splayed from her hip and my awareness of my growing baby inside her really noticeable now under my fingers.
“Good. Well if there’s nothing else, Clay, we’re heading out,” I stated.
“You don’t have to be there on, Friday, Flynn. I can call you later. It isn’t a requirement for the victim to face their abuser.”
“That’s where you’re wrong, Clay. I do have to be there. I want to look that fucker, Bernie Dunn, in the eye when he’s stripped of the money he earned off my back.”
“That’s more like it, Flynn. That’s the guy I know and love.”
“Hey, hey, that’s my man you’re hitting on,” Valerie teased Clay before she gave me a wink.
I walked her to the door and made eye contact with Clay as he walked alongside us, “Glad I was determined to have my own lawyer from the start. I must have known I was going to need you,” I said as we shook hands.
“Yeah, not as dumb as you thought you were, Flynn, how is that sitting with you?”
I chuckled, and Valerie laughed softly not even trying to answer him. I just wanted to take her back to the house and spend some time with her after all the shit that had gone down over the past couple of weeks, “Now if you don’t mind I’d like to take my girl home. Don’t want her to start having puffy ankles for a few months yet, I have a thing for ankles,” I teased.
Pushing the glass door open, we made our way to the elevators. I stopped on the way to pour her some water from the water dispenser against the wall. “Drink, you don’t drink enough water,” I said. Valerie put the small white plastic cup to her lips, and practically inhaled it. As she took the cup away from her mouth, the elevator bell dinged its arrival.
Catching her off-guard, I pulled her quickly, but gently inside, and backed her against the glass wall, “Do you know how sexy you are when you’re trying to protect me?” I whispered seductively as I leaned in and placed my mouth on my favorite vein in her neck. She shivered, and her body relaxed into my touch as my hands slid to her tight little ass.
“Oh, and there I was thinking you said you wanted to dominate me,” she teased.
I peppered kisses up her neck until the goose bumps became visible in response to my playful seduction, “Oh babe, you’re pushing me now. If you weren’t carrying part of our awesome future together, I’d have slung you over my shoulder by now, spanked this tight little ass, and performed countless deep and dirty sexual fantasies with you.”
“Ah, I get it. You’ve been reading some of the pregnancy and birthing books online, right?”
I had, “So?”
“If you had, you’ll know it’s perfectly safe to do whatever we want. Our baby has its own separate compartment inside.”
I snickered at her choice of word for her womb, “First class cabin, too, I bet. So, you’re telling me I can have ass class?”
Valerie’s jaw hung slack with shock, and she shook her head, “What’s this obsession with anal sex? I’m not doing that,” she said, wrinkling her nose, and had made it sound non-negotiable.
“We’ll see,” I challenged knowing that I’d never force her to do anything, but I’d made a mental note because I wanted to discuss our likes and dislikes a bit more once Junior put in an appearance.
Instead of pressing that point I ground a different one against her pubic bone, “Want some?” I teased.
“Some?
“Okay, one.”
Lips slowly curved upward and Valerie averted her eyes out the window because I knew if she met my gaze she’d start laughing, “I need clarification? One? You mean some cock? Or some orgasms…I need to know what I’m agreeing to.”
I’d only had to hear her say the word cock, and I immediately reached over and hit the stop button on the elevator panel. We were still a good fifty feet from the ground floor.
“Valerie Darsin, you’re so damn naughty. I should just fuck you right here and now for your impetuous behavior.”
“Oh, Flynn. Don’t be ridiculous we’re in a glass elevator, for God’s sake.”
“And that adds a little more kink to the situation, don’t you think?”
Before she could say anything else, my hands had slid up the sides of her shirt, up her body, and my mouth followed suit when I found her breasts. I pulled her lacy bra down a little roughly and freed one of her perfect fleshy tits.
Her breathy gasp and soft moan that followed spurred me on. I snapped the button on her je
ans, and her hand quickly covered mine to stop me from getting carried away, but she was five seconds too late. I’d made up my mind. My dick was going in no matter how much she tried to talk us out of it. I could be so damn persuasive, and I knew she would be up for it once she was riled up. For all her innocence, she’d been becoming pretty adventurous.
I eased her jeans down her leg and she slipped one foot out while I was intermittently kissing her. I squeezed one of her breasts in the palm of my hand, before hooking one of her legs over the bend of my arm while I quickly unbuttoned my fly. My cock sprang free, no boxers that day, and I felt the pre-cum bead from the slit when my arm brushed against it.
Sliding my hand between her legs it crept up to the elastic of her delicate, pink lacy panties that I’d watched her step into that morning. Feeling her silky skin in that delicate spot made me groan her name, “Oh, Valerie.” My fingers slipped under the edge down her wet seam and parted the warm swollen folds that were all mine. When I reached her pussy, my fingers slid through the sleek, warm evidence of her arousal and entered her tight little entrance.
“Is this mine, Valerie? All this for me? See what I do to you?” I questioned as my fingers became coated in the slick juices that told me how I’d affected her.
“Uh, huh,” she murmured breathily while her bottom lip was being punished by her teeth.
“Jesus, I just want to eat this,” I said as my fingers continued to stroke back and forth between her folds.
Valerie groaned and stared the most sinful looking glance any girl had ever given me. After that I wouldn’t have cared if we’d been in a crowded shopping mall, I had to have what was mine.
“Do you know how sexy you are looking up at me with those doe eyes and that fuck- me-now expression in your eyes?”
Without answering, Valerie’s hands pulled my head toward hers. Pressing her gorgeous plump lips against mine only fueled my desire, and my tongue instantly parted her closed mouth and explored inside. She whimpered softly and leaned into my hard body and relaxed into the kiss.
I wanted her so badly, and I knew I shouldn’t have been fucking her in an elevator, but my dick was firmly in charge, and my fingers were sliding deep inside her core with my thumb simultaneously grinding in small lazy circles against her nub. No man could have pulled himself back from that point. Breaking the kiss, Valerie tried to bring us back to order.
“Don’t, we can’t, Flynn, not in here. We’re in your attorney’s building for God’s sake,” she protested.
I smirked wickedly at her because the lust-drunk look in her eyes told me we weren’t going anywhere until I’d taken care of what was now burning the both of us.
“Oh, babe, but we are…and we can,” I grinned wolfishly when she ground her pussy against my hand. Her mouth may have said what her mind thought, what my mind had even thought, and even when it was willing her to stop, her flesh, like mine, was riding an entirely different trail of thought.
Pulling her panties to the side I slid my dick deep inside her, and I stilled because the tight, wet feeling inside almost made me cream right then. Repositioning her around my waist I propped her against the handrail, her panties pulled in toward the crack of her ass globes which was pressed flat against the glass. I took her bone-meltingly slow and watched the world go about its business over her shoulder.
“Christ, Val, I could do this all day to you, and I would, but you wouldn’t be able to walk afterward. I love fucking you,” I stated honestly, and she giggled softly. “Feel me? Feel what you do to me? This is amazing. You like that?” I asked talking softly to her as she made sound after sound, soft and whimpering before it changed to long, lusty moans of pure delight.
I was in heaven, but I knew we couldn’t stay in the elevator long so I concentrated on giving my girl what she needed, she scratched the fuck out of my back under my t-shirt, and I fucked her harder. She came as the alarm bell rang and we both stopped suddenly for a second and began to laugh before I rode a heady orgasm out less than a minute later. The idea that someone could find us like that added to my excitement, then I looked up and saw the camera. “Fuck.”
Standing in front of her to shield her, which was a joke because the whole elevator was a glass capsule, I pulled out of her and slid her feet to the floor. I quickly helped clean her up as best we could with a mini-pack of tissues she had in her oversized bag before I pressed the button for the ground floor. The air in the elevator was heavy with our ten-minute sex session, and I smirked wondering if Valerie had noticed the same.
When the doors opened, Lee was standing just outside the front of the building on his cell. He spun on his heel to look at us and slid his phone back into his jacket pocket. “Get everything you were after, boss?” he asked innocently.
“Yup, and then some,” I smiled crookedly when I saw Valerie trying to stifle her take on his question, and my answer that was loaded with secret innuendo.
As Valerie slid into the car, I leaned forward and murmured into Lee’s ear, “Tell Clay, I need the last hour’s video tape to be wiped,” I stated and slid in beside Val while he made the call.
Chapter 30 ~ Flynn
Priorities
That night back home in Chicago was everything I hoped Valerie needed. Great food had been prepared for us, courtesy of Niamh. While we ate, we had some honest and open conversations about our feelings. We also shared our opinions on topics ranging from the band’s needs to our personal ones about the baby and where we were going to live after the birth. That night I felt closer to her than ever.
Afterward, I ran my girl a warm sudsy bath, lit the candles that had been put in there by the interior designer that I’d sworn I’d never use, and slid in behind her. Cradling her in my arms while I stroked her satiny wet skin really grounded me and I thought, This is what matters. I think the experience was as soothing for me as it was for her. I held and stroked over her growing belly and wondered for the umpteenth time how the hell I’d gotten so lucky.
After she had dried off, I gave her the most sensual massage I’ve ever given any woman. I’d never had the patience for that kind of thing, but with Valerie, I don’t think there was anything I wouldn’t have done to give her pleasure, and make her feel special. My balls ached from the moaning and groaning she’d done while my hands had run up and down her legs—legs I found much sexier than any other women’s I’d ever seen. My dick twitched inside the gray sweat shorts I’d pulled on, but I was determined not to let any of the pampering lead to sex.
She slid into bed on her side, and I climbed in beside her, snuggling up close to her tiny little body. Valerie turned onto her back then rolled partly toward me. “It’s moving want to feel it?”
“Sure—I’ll sing to him.”
“Flynn, you realize if you keep this up our daughter will be a tomboy?”
“What daughter? My boy in here is going to be the spitting image of his daddy but have the brains and strength of his mom…and a big dick. No son of mine is having an average weiner,” I said, chuckling.
Val cracked up, and it was so infectious that we got carried away until she was almost crying with laughter. As I watched her fall apart, my eyes drank in her beauty, and my heart squeezed painfully for a second when I thought about how much she meant to me.
Still smiling I crawled down the bed and lay my head on her thighs with my mouth only a few inches from her belly, and sang to our baby.
An unexpectedly innocent glance and I was smitten
An innocent, infectious smile and I was addicted
Like lightening, love had struck and I’d been bitten.
But emotions and my conscience were conflicted,
Cause no matter how electrified my senses had sprung to life, I knew I’d have to fight the animal in me.
So I’d tried to be good,
I’d tried to do right,
And still, she kept me awake at night
Too young to be my girl, when we both had wanted more.
She wasn’t ready for
the feelings we’d wanted to explore,
So, I’d hugged her tightly and reluctantly turned for the door,
But I knew my heart would never be able to ignore,
The images of her beauty I carried around my lovesick head.
So I’d tried to be good,
I’d tried to do right,
And still, she kept me awake at night
Too young to be my girl, when we both had wanted more
I had one last hope as we’d driven away
On that wintery cold November day,
I’d left her a lifeline to my world
With my number and I hoped and I’d prayed
Even though I’d left her sad and broken, that she’d find it hard to throw it away
But I knew just like her brothers said,
What she deserved was so much more
I’d done just like one asked me
And kept my promise to forget her unless she needed me.
Valerie stroked my head and began sifting her delicate fingers through my hair while I sang the rudimentary song I had been thinking up on the spot that didn’t exactly rhyme. I felt like the luckiest guy on the planet. I came across pretty girls and beautiful women every day, but no one had captured my attention in the way that Valerie had. As I sang the last line, she reached forward and took my hand laying it flat against her stomach on the right-hand side. There was definite movement there.
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