Chapter Twelve
CHERYL LOOKED AT HIM CONFUSED. “Who are you and what are you doing in this house?” she demands.
“I will ask again, can I help you?”
“Beckett, my son owns this house, who are you and where is my son? And why are you in his house?”
“Oh, so you are Cheryl Dalton?”
“Yes, I am Beckett’s mother; now move out of my way so I can come in and talk to my son.”
“Well, Cheryl I have something for you.” Richard pulls the envelope out of his back pocket and hands it to Cheryl. “Consider yourself served. I would now like to ask you to leave the property before the police are called.”
By this time, Michael is standing behind Richard. Richard tries to close the door, but Cheryl start screaming as neighbors start to come out of their homes to see what the commotion is. “Thank you, Richard, I’ll take it from here. What are you doing here again mother? I told you to never come back here.”
“I’ll leave as soon as you give me what you owe me,” she says her voice full of hatred.
“Well, you will be waiting a long time. You have now been served with a restraining order and I have given you plenty of notice. If you don’t leave immediately, I’ll call the police again, and I believe your stay in jail will be longer this time.” Pulling my phone out of my pocket. “You have thirty seconds to get to your car and leave.” I stand looking at my watch and holding my phone in my hand. Cheryl is still yelling. “That’s it,” I say and I start to dial 911.
Cheryl takes off to her car, yelling the whole time. “What the hell was that about?” Michael asks.
Embarrassed, I explain what had happened the weekend before and what she wanted. Michael rolled his eyes. We walk back to the deck. “Thanks Richard, I appreciate the help on serving her.”
“Not a problem, I am just glad I was here to help out.” We all walk back to the deck as I put the steaks on to cook. This was nice; this is what I would have envisioned a nice family get together to be, good food, good drink, and good company.
I pull the cobbler out of the oven and take it outside, returning to the kitchen for ice cream, bowls and spoons.
Even with the interruption, the evening went well. It was great to see Harlow’s parents again and they really hadn’t changed a lot in the ten years, and I was so relieved that they weren’t upset with me.
When I arrive at work Monday, Raven is at the front desk to greet me. What a difference it makes to see a smiling face when I walk through the door. We are booked with interviews for the tech position all day today.
By the end of the day, we have picked out a couple of people for our tech position, I’ll check references, and if they check out then I think we are done with hiring for a little while.
The next couple of weeks go by without incident. The new tech people Carson and Thomas are doing a good job; I have been training them on new applications that we have been working on.
Harlow and I have been putting a lot of extra time into our businesses the last couple of weeks and we haven’t been able to spend a lot of time together. I have been helping train Carson and Thomas and Harlow hired a new person after having her sign an NDA that we had talked about. She really needed someone in there to help her, just in case she ever got sick, or even wanted to get away for a long weekend. I haven’t heard from my mother since the night she received the restraining order. Everything is flowing smoothly, almost monotonous. I miss seeing Harlow and need to set up a good night to go out. Mitchell still hasn’t found any sign of Brad, I don’t know if that’s a good thing or not.
On the good side, Richard and Nicole have made it official, they are now an item, and in fact, they are planning to take a vacation together. As long as I’ve known Richard, he hasn’t ever taken a vacation. I am happy for them both.
I call Harlow asking her on a date. I miss her, I miss seeing her and touching her. I make reservations at The Melting Pot; I think it will be fun to have fondue. Harlow’s mom used to do fondue for dinner on special occasions. I thought it would be fun and bring back some memories.
I pick her up from the bakery, driving downtown. I think it will be a nice night to walk to Pioneer Courthouse Square and finish our evening with Starbucks. So after dinner we do just that. We stroll hand in hand enjoying a cappuccino, talking about our week. “I’ve missed you,” I tell her.
“I’ve missed you too.”
I tell her about the two tech guys we just hired and that I was training them on the apps we are working on.
“What are their names, and do you know anything about them?”
Thomas is our age, not much history on him, this is his first job out of college and Carson is a computer nerd, he didn’t go to college, but he is really good at coding, he’s self-taught. They both seem like good workers and fast learners. We had them bring samples of apps they had made. Thomas had made an app that could show where a particular phone number was located, like a GPS, but it doesn’t have to be set up on the other person’s phone. It was pretty ingenious. I’ll have to check it out more.
“Wow, that sounds really interesting, and almost scary.”
“I know, but if it works, we might be able to get some good government jobs.
“That would be cool.”
“So you hired a new person too, how is she working out for you?”
“She’s doing well, she doesn’t have formal training, but she has a knack for baking, and I don’t feel like she’s a flake, but…”
“But, what?”
“I don’t know I just kind of get a weird vibe off her. I can’t explain it, I don’t know why I feel that way, she seems to be nice and she is friendly.”
“Well, just keep an eye on her. We can always get Mitchell to do a background check on her.”
“Ok. I will.”
“I was hoping you could stay the weekend at my place,” I say to Harlow.
“I can stay the night, but I have a big order that I have to work on, on Sunday,” she says with a little melancholy in her voice. I know how important it is for her to put the hours in when you start a business. What you put in at the start can pay you back tenfold if you manage it right.
“It’s ok, I totally understand. I do not ever want to get in your way of succeeding. I know it’s hard, but I’ll always be here to support you. Is your new hire going to be there on Sunday to help you?”
“Yes, right now I have Stacey coming in with me so she can learn how I work and what my priorities are in the shop.”
“That’s funny, we just had a Stacey apply with us for the receptionist position, I didn’t realize Stacey was that popular of a name.”
I take her back to the bakery to pick up her car, and she follows me home. When I get into the house, I walk to the bedroom and light some candles, then open the French doors to the deck turning on the twinkle lights that line the pergola. It’s a warm evening. It will be nice to just sit outside and enjoy the evening. I walk back to the kitchen pulling out two wine glasses pouring white wine into them just as Harlow walks through the front door.
Walking to her, I take her in my arms pulling her close. I lean into her to give her a light kiss on the lips. I look her deep into her sparkling blue eyes as I brush a strand of hair off her cheek. I stroke my thumb across the edge of her jaw then I outline her lips with my thumb. “God, I’ve missed you, missed this.” I lean down again taking her soft supple lips with mine, kissing her softly, then as my heart starts to race, my kiss becomes more, harder, wetter, deeper, I twine my fingers in her hair as she threads her fingers through my hair, pulling me harder to her. I put one of my arms around her waist as she lifts a leg around my hip. I pull her up, she lifts her other leg and wraps them around me. I turn our bodies so her back is against the pillar entering the living space, my body holding her there as I place my hands back into her hair, pulling her head back for better access to her warm moist mouth and her beautiful long slender neck. I kiss my way up her jaw to her ear, kissing and suckin
g the lobe. With my tongue, I run it to her pulse point under her ear as I kiss and nibble on it, and breathing in her scent. I look up at her, her head is leaning back, her eyes closed, and her mouth slightly open letting out the most intoxicating mewls that have me so hard. I see her pulse throbbing in her neck, she is panting, like me. I start to kiss and nip at her collarbone when she looks me in my eye with a wild look. She grabs my shirt and rips it open, buttons fly skittering across the hardwood floors. Shit, I didn’t think my cock could get any harder, but when she did that, I thought I was going to bust a seam. She is licking and sucking my nipples, they are so hard. “Fuuuck Harlow.” Then she bits one, I let out a roar, taking her mouth in a hard, passionate kiss. I have to get her to the bedroom or I am going to fuck her right here against the pillar.
I turn locking the front door as I carry Harlow toward the bedroom.
As I walk to the bedroom, I take a couple foil packs out of the nightstand drawer and walk out to the deck. I stand her on her now shaky legs just long enough to unbutton her blouse and hastily toss it on a chair, then with a flick of my finger and thumb I unlatch her bra. I run my tongue around her nipple as it tightens into a hard bud; I suck it as she lets out a soft sweet moan, while I roll the other nipple with my finger and thumb.
I move to the other nipple making sure I pay just as much attention to it as I did the first one. This time I start to unbutton and unzip her pants as I slowly slip my fingers under the lace at the top of her panties with one of my hands as I slide the other down the backside to grab hold of one of the globes of her ass. It is tight and firm, it feels so good. I continue to slide my hand down her panties to her warm wet folds. “You’re so wet baby.” I slip a finger inside of her as she let out a loud moan.
I drop to my knees, sliding my hands down her thighs bringing her pants and panties down at the same time. I tap her ankle to lift her foot taking her pants off her. I leave small kisses down her belly until I get to the apex of her thighs. I feel her body trembling. I inhale deeply and let out a deep groan, she smells so good. I run my tongue along the length of her sex, I hear her take a deep gasp of air. “Oh God, Beck” I do it again, this time I stop at her clit, running my tongue around and around it. Running my hands up the backs of her thighs massaging them as I continue my ministration. I slip one of my hands between her legs and slowly insert a finger in her as she gasps and her knees almost buckle. I continue licking and sucking her clit as my finger rubs the soft, wet, hot tissue inside of her. I feel her tightening around my finger and I know she is right on the edge. “Please Beck.”
“I know baby.”
“Beck Please.”
“Baby, let go, come for me baby.”
With those words, she let out a low moan as her body shakes and trembles around my finger and tongue. “That’s it baby, you taste so good.”
When her orgasm slowed, I picked her up laying her down on the chaise lounge. Taking my pants off, I rip the foil pack open, sliding it on. I crawl up her body looking into her eyes. “Fuck me Beckett; I want you to fuck me hard.”
Oh my God, “I want you so bad Harlow, you have me so turned on.” I take my cock in my hand and rub the tip of it at her entrance, rubbing her clit, she feels so good. She writhes under me, moaning loudly.
“Beckett! Damn, Now Please!” I push inside her as I let out a primal growl as she lets out a load moan. I pull her lips to mine as I swallow her moans of passion. “Harder Beck, Fuck me harder!” I pull almost all the way out as she lets out a whine, then I thrust into her, a loud groan escapes her mouth, and I can’t stop the urge to keep going. I push and thrust harder and harder, this is fucking I think to myself and it feels so good, I have lost all control of my body, it is automatically reacting to Harlow and the sounds and moves she is making as she rolls her hips in time with my thrusts. “Oh God, oh God,” I am so close, her body is tightening around my cock, her hips moving with mine, she grabs my ass, pulling me in further as she screams her release, just hearing her pushes me over. I thrust a few more times, as I spill into her, her sex still squeezing me, pulling everything out of me as I collapse on top of her trying to catch my breath.
She nuzzles her nose into my neck. “I love you Beckett, God, I’ve missed you.” Then she bites my neck. I let out a growl as my cock starts to stir, and grow again. I remove myself and walk into the bathroom to throw the used condom away. I put a robe on, picking up a package that I purchased for Harlow and hand it to her. “For me?” she asks. She opens the box unfolding the tissue paper covering the dainty purple satin robe. “Oh Beck, it’s beautiful.” She slips it on tying the belt around her waist. “Thank you, Beckett, that was very thoughtful of you.” She stands and kisses me.
“Would you like a glass of wine?”
“Yes please.”
I walk into the kitchen picking up the two glasses of wine, taking them out to the deck where Harlow is sitting. I hand her a glass as we sit enjoying the evening sky and each other.
After finishing our wine, we get ready for bed finishing our nightly rituals we crawl into bed. I lay on my back as she rests her head on my chest while my arms are wrapped around her waist.
I am in the middle of one of the best dreams I have ever had, Harlow is on top of me, a position we haven’t ever tried in our short experience of making love. It’s so real; I can almost feel her weight on top of me. Then she leans over and kisses me, she licks the seam of my lips. God, even as a horny teenager I never had dreams that were this real. A groan escapes me. I never remember making noise in my sleep either. Shit, she is riding me so hard she is still kissing me. I open my mouth and her warm wet tongue slips into my mouth and start fucking my mouth with her tongue. I open my eyes as she cups my face and moans. Shit! This isn’t a dream. I place my hands on her hips helping her as she rides me. Her back is arched her tits are bouncing as she moves up and down my cock. She looks down at where my cock enters her body and gets an unbelievable sexy look on her face. I roll her nipples with my finger and thumbs, then lightly pinch them as her body tightens around my cock and she screams my name. I grab her ass, pulling her down harder onto my cock, I stick my thumb into her mouth telling her to suck it, she does without question, I pull it out with a pop and start to circle her clit with my thumb as she continues to ride me. She lets out a primal groan. I am so deep inside her I feel myself hitting the end of her, I feel her sex tighten around me so tight as she shrieks her release and I shatter into pieces. She collapses on top of me. I feel her smiling into my neck. “You know, I was thinking I was having one of the best wet dreams ever,” I chuckle, as I nuzzle my nose to her neck, licking and sucking it.
“Sorry, I was cuddled up next to you, my knee was bent over the top of you and as I moved, well, it grew and well…” she looks at me shyly.” I couldn’t help myself, I thought I would try it…” a big smile breaks out across her face as she bats her lashes at me innocently. “After all, all you had to do is lay there, I would do the rest.”
“So in other words, you’re not sorry,” I laugh.
“Well… No, it was so hot; to know that I could do that to your body and you didn’t even know, well… I mean, God, I was so turned on I just couldn’t help myself,” she says as she looks at me mischievously.
“You have my permission to use and abuse my body as you see fit then,” I say, still chuckling. “Shit, did you use a condom?”
“Shit!” she says suddenly, as her face goes serious. My eyes go big. A smile breaks out across her face. “I went on birth control a week after we started making love,” she says as she kisses me. I reach up to her ribcage and start to tickle her. She states to writhe falling to the side, trying to pull my fingers away from her ticklish ribs. All of a sudden, she is under me and I am straddling her now. I look at her, all laughter gone as I lean down and take her mouth with mine, gently kissing her as I tenderly make sweet passionate love to her, worshipping her body with mine.
Chapter Thirteen
MONDAY WAS AN ODD DAY, I was wonder
ing if it was a full moon, odd. Raven knocked on my door and asked to speak to me. She sits down in one of the chairs in front of my desk. She doesn’t say anything at first, but looks as if she is trying to figure out what to say. I don’t interrupt her thoughts knowing that once she is ready she would speak.
“Mr. Dalton, I really need to talk to you,” she says quietly.
“Raven, you can talk to me about anything, but please call me Beckett, I’m not that much older than you,” I say. “Is this something that we need Richard for too?”
“Yes, I think so. I…I just did not want to draw a lot of attention to me coming to you. I forwarded all the calls to the voice mail system while I was in here so no one would know I was in here.”
She looked pale and she was shaking a little. I pick up the phone dialing Richard’s extension. “Hey Richard, are you alone in your office?”
“Yes, why?”
“I need you to quietly come to my office and can you please grab a bottle of water out of the fridge when you come please.”
“Ok, is everything alright?”
“I don’t know yet, but make sure no one sees you coming in here.”
“I’ll be there in a minute.”
“Are you ok Raven? You’re not looking very well.”
“No I’m not, but I will be once I talk to both of you.” Richard lightly taps on the door as he walks in. He looks at me and then to Raven.
“Raven, you look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Richard says. “What is going on?” he says as he hands the bottle of water to Raven, looking from Raven to me and back again.
“I did something that I probably shouldn’t have, but I had a gut feeling and went with it.” She said as she slowly lifts her head to look from me to Richard and then lowering it again looking at her hands that were nervously fidgeting in her lap. “You hired Carson and Thomas a few weeks ago, and well, a week ago Friday after work we went out for drinks, I thought Thomas was cute, I mean he is, but I thought maybe we could get together, anyway, the three of us went out. Carson left early while Thomas and I stayed a little longer. I really didn’t drink that much, but I was feeling pretty good then Thomas and I went home together.”
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