More Than A Four Letter Word
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"Thank you Julian. I know how hard it was to tell me about Donna. So what is the deal with Karen Nash?" She kept talking before Julian could protest. "You've told me that you had sex a couple of times, but that doesn't explain why she's still hanging around."
"Karen Nash is an old friend. We hooked up a couple of times, but that was way before I married Donna. We do have a legitimate business relationship. We used her modeling agency for some of our commercials, and we provided security services to her company."
Clarissa snorted. "Security, huh! Well I hope the security you provided for her was better than the security that detailed Randle."
Clarissa had a right to be pissed, but he needed to clear up some things too. "Well what about you Clarissa, did anything happen in Orlando that you'd like to tell me? Randle isn't the only one I put a security detail on. That morning you almost got hit by a car; I thought maybe Randle was behind the incident until Ivan assured me that he wasn't."
"So you had your security following me around." Clarissa felt her anger begin to rise again. "Now I think I understand why you were so pissy on the phone with me that day. You were all indignant. Spouting off about relationship rules. Your guys must have sent you a photo of me having a drink with Lawrence and your fertile imagination sprouted out of control."
"I'm an extremely possessive man. Why didn't you tell me that you met with Lawrence?"
Clarissa stood up and slammed her hand on the table. "Because he didn't matter! I was there less than twenty minutes, and the only person I could think about was you. You! You arrogant, self-centered, jealous, possessive asshole! I felt nothing for a man I was engaged to for three years because I was so in love with you. Are you happy now?" Clarissa left Julian in the kitchen as she sought out the sanctuary of her bedroom.
Julian wanted to follow her, but he has to calm down first. His blood lust is still riding high from beating the crap out of Randle McHale. The only thing he could think about is thrusting his cock inside Clarissa's hot pussy. He cleared the kitchen table, put the food away, and stacked the dishes in the dishwasher. He took off his suit jacket and tie, throwing them haphazardly on the chair before following Clarissa into her bedroom.
He finds her lying on the bed still fully dressed and not responding to his approach. He took off his shoes and slid onto the bed beside her. She tried to turn her back on him, but he gathered her into his arms, holding her until he feels the tension leave her body. "Baby I'm sorry." He whispered. "You're right I should have told you everything I knew about the EPA case. I should have trusted you enough about Donna's death." He lifted her chin and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. "I love you too."
Clarissa pulled out of his arms. She stands up and takes off her clothes, all except for a pair of lacey white panties. She bends over him, unbuttoning his shirt, smoothing her hands across his muscular chest. "I'm still tired. I lost my appetite." She traced Julian's face with the slightest touch. He kissed the palm of Clarissa's hand before he grabbed her arm and yanked her on top of him. "I'm not as angry anymore, but I'm still horny as hell. What do you plan on doing about that?"
Julian let out a throaty laugh. God knows he loves this woman. "What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to make love to me and never let me go."
Julian flipped her onto her back and rubbed his erection against her mound. "Baby you must have read my mind."
***
Chapter 16
When Clarissa woke up alone in bed on Friday morning. She barely remembered Julian telling her about some business he needed to attend to before their date tonight. She gets out of bed and heads towards the bathroom. The left side of her face is still a little tender, but she isn't feeling any pain. The medicine the nurse gave her last night helped a lot. She did what Julian suggested and put an ice pack on her face before going to bed. She looked at her face in the mirror. Her face is still a little red, but it didn't swell up.
A knock on Clarissa's door brought her out of her daydream. Clarissa left the chain on her door before opening it. She looked out to see a deliveryman hovering at the door. "Yes, what can I do for you?"
"I have a delivery for Clarissa Marks; the security guard cleared me so I could bring it up."
Clarissa unchained her door to sign for the delivery, and the massive array of colored balloons bobbed all around. The arrangement is so huge that she has the delivery guy set them on her dining room table. No one has ever given her balloons before. There is something about the bright colors of the balloons that just makes her smile. "If you wait just a second I'll get your tip."
"It's already been taken care of, have a pleasant day and enjoy the balloons."
Clarissa shut the door and locked it; her face is full of wonderment as she looks over the balloon bouquet. An ultra plush brown bear with a red bowtie is holding the bouquet with one hand, and a card is in the other hand. She recognizes Julian's writing on the envelope. He hasn't been gone two hours and Clarissa already missed him, she smiles as she reads the card.
Clarissa, it is my pleasure to give you something that would make you smile this morning. I hope you’ll be able to put last night behind you and focus instead on the perfect evening we’re going to have tonight.
I’ll see you at seven,
Julian
Except for a few aches and a slightly puffy face, Clarissa feels good, and Julian's bouquet did bring a smile to her face. She isn't going to let anything interfere with her date with Julian. Randle's in jail and Lacey Hamilton death has been vindicated.
***
This is maybe the third or fourth time he's been to Clarissa's condominium; however, this is his first time noticing the beautiful marble columns in the entrance of the building. He walked towards the security guard at the front desk. "Good evening, I'm here to see Clarissa Marks."
"May I have your name Sir?"
"Julian Ross." Julian took a glance around the waiting area as the security guard called Clarissa.
"Mr. Ross, Miss Marks told me to send you up."
"Thank you." Julian got on the elevator and in a manner of minutes standing in front of Clarissa's door. While knocking on the door, he wondered if he should have canceled his date with Clarissa. She's been through a lot last night and might not be up for a long evening on the town.
Julian received the answer to his question when Clarissa opened the door and let him in. The dress she's wearing is a long chocolate colored gown that fit her like a glove. It isn't as flashy as the red dress she wore at his house warming party, but it has seduction written all over it.
"Hi, Julian as you can see I'm ready to go, have a seat while I go get my wrap and purse."
Julian studied Clarissa's face, he didn't seeing any bruising and Clarissa seemed to be in good spirits. Julian watched as she retreated to her bedroom. He used this time alone to peruse his surroundings. Whenever Clarissa's in his presence, he can't focus on anything else besides her. The living room has a soothing effect on Julian's senses. It was artfully decorated in earth tones.
Julian smiles when he sees the balloon bouquet he on the dining room table. He winced at the size of it; sometimes he has the tendency to go overboard. He moved towards Clarissa's stereo system; she has one of those CD players that hold 100 CD's. It is obvious to him that Clarissa obviously loves music. Julian would give a lot to spend the evening with Clarissa, listening to jazz and making love. He didn't want to leave her bed this morning; however, every once in a while issues at Rosscom invaded his private life. He didn't hear Clarissa enter the room, so he's taken by surprise when he feels her hand on his shoulder."
"Are you ready to go Julian?"
"Let's skip this boring function and spend the evening in your condo listening to music."
Clarissa put her hands on her hips and stood there as if she were considering Julian's request. "First of all, I don't think it would be good for business if we missed this function. Secondly, I didn't get all dressed up so that we could sit in my condo and listen to Jazz."r />
Julian holds up his hands in mock surrender. "Okay, okay, but don't blame me if you're bored to death.”
***
Clarissa isn’t surprised that the dinner party is a success. Dom Howard, the guest of honor is a portly man with a huge grin. Clarissa liked him immediately, he's extremely pleased with the security system that Rosscom designed for him, and he sang the company's praises all night long. She loved watching Julian in action; he's a demanding businessman and lover. He could smell a new deal the way a shark can sense blood, several business owners and CEO's pulled him aside vying for his attention.
Around midnight, Clarissa caught Julian's smoldering look, he is clearly ready to leave. They reached Clarissa's condominium in record time. She handed him the keys, he unlocked the door and ushered her inside. Julian helped Clarissa remove her wrap; she turned on the light as he tosses her wrap and his tuxedo jacket across the back of the sofa.
After turning on the lights in the living room, she turned around to find Julian standing behind her. His dark eyes were full of desire and need. “Stay with me tonight.” Clarissa whispered before boldly wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling his head down so she could kiss him.
Julian is pleasantly surprised by Clarissa’s initiative. His tongue mated with hers as he slowly peeled off her dress. She tasted like red wine and strawberries, a heady combination. He pushed the dress down past her hips and watched it fall to the floor. The champagne colored lacy teddy she's wearing leaves little to the imagination. His eyes perused her lush curves and shapely long legs. He tried to conduct business tonight, but he couldn't stop thinking about Clarissa's legs wrapped around his waist as he rides her to a mind blowing orgasm.
He picks her up and carries her down the hall. She flipped on the lights in her bedroom, and he stands there in a stupor as she pulls down the straps of the teddy exposing her perfect chocolate mounds. Julian feels his erection pushing against the zipper of his pants. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. Clarissa's body is so lovely; her back is graceful like a ballerina. Her luscious round ass holds his undivided attention. Her nipples were hard, erect, and he couldn't wait to get a taste.
Clarissa watches Julian as he quickly dispenses with his shirt and tie, but before he could remove his pants Clarissa yanked down his pants and jockeys exposing his pulsating hardness. “I didn't get a chance to taste you last night.”
There is no way he's going to let her suck him off; he's too close to coming as it was. “Get on the bed!” Clarissa got in the middle of the bed, spread he legs, and played with her sopping wet vagina.
Clarissa feels hot and sexy; Julian stroked his erection while watching her wet fingers glide across her labia and clit. Damn he's beautiful. The hair on his broad chest is thick and thin outs allowing her to see the indention of his muscular stomach. Then her eyes rested on his beautiful dick with his thick head jutting out from his body. His legs powerful legs could rival the most dedicated track star. It's plain to see that he works out on a regular basis, and now she wants him to love her throughout the night. Julian’s stance is that of a lion prepared to mate. He stared at her as if he were planning her downfall. “Are you going to join me or do you want me to finish by myself.”
Julian toed off his shoes and took off his socks, pulled a condom out of his wallet and dropped the wallet on the floor with his pants and underwear. He joined Clarissa on the bed and slid between her legs. She opened her legs wider so that she could accommodate him. “I’m sorry baby, but the first time is going to be quick. I have a hair trigger where you're concerned; I’ll make it up to you later.” He moved her hand out of the way and took over the job fingering her wetness until he heard the catch in her voice then he entered Clarissa in one quick thrust.
Clarissa almost rose off the bed when Julian entered her body. She wrapped her legs around Julian's hips and tried to match him thrust for thrust. Her breasts were tingling as the rubbed against the hair on Julian's chest. Every part of her body was centered on the feeling of Julian thrusting into her. "Don't stop Julian, please don't stop."
Clarissa climaxed soon after she said the words. Julian lost control so fast that he climaxed shortly after Clarissa. He didn't pull out of her right away. He wanted to have her repeatedly. Julian looked down at Clarissa's face as he traced his fingers across her breasts. "Did I hurt you?"
Clarissa opened her eyes and smiled at Julian as she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him soundly on the mouth. "How could you possibly think that you hurt me?"
Julian returned Clarissa's kiss, and he could feel his body hardening again. "Well we didn't get any sleep last night. I couldn't help taking you over and over again like an animal in rut." He disposed of the used condom and joined Clarissa in bed.
"Think nothing of it, I'm hoping for a repeat performance tonight.”
Julian reached over Clarissa, taking a condom out of her bedside drawer. This time I want you on top. I have this fantasy of you riding me while I caressed your breasts."
"Okay, this time we'll fulfill your fantasy, but of course you realize that I have my own fantasies about you that must be brought to life."
"Baby we've got all night to make all of our fantasies comes true."
***
When Clarissa woke up the next morning, Julian wasn't in her bedroom. She got out of bed and put her robe on. The insides of her thighs were a little sore from all the love making her and Julian engaged in last night. Clarissa lost count after the second time. She took a quick hot shower to relieve some of the sore muscles in her body. By the time she left her bedroom, she could smell bacon.
She walked in the kitchen and saw Julian making her breakfast. He had on his pants, but his chest and feet were bare. She wrapped her arms around his waist and rubbed her cheek against his smooth back. “Someone's been busy."
Julian turned around slowly careful not to break Clarissa’s hold. He hoped to see Clarissa in a skimpy nightgown; however, her body is swallowed up in a bulky terry cloth robe. "You don't need to cover yourself for my benefit." Clarissa tried to give him a quick peck on the lips, but he isn’t having that, his tongue breached her lips thoroughly kissing her. “That’s more like it.”
"Are you saying that you don't like my robe?"
"Nothing's wrong with your robe, but I wanted you to come out in a sexy nightgown and take me back to bed."
Clarissa loosened the belt on her robe and took it off. She's wearing a red teddy that she bought on impulse months ago. "How about this one?"
Julian set two plates on the table before pulling Clarissa into his arms. "Let's go back to bed."
Clarissa wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again before responding. "Julian I want to go back to bed with you, but I'm barely able to walk as it is."
"You should have told me."
Clarissa is touched by Julian's concern. "Julian you didn't hurt me, I just used a few muscles that have been dormant for a while. So why don't we sit down and have breakfast and you can tell me what you have scheduled for today."
Julian pulled out a chair for Clarissa, stroking her cheek as she sat down. Julian forced himself to sit next to her and focus on his food. "Micah has a recital this afternoon; he didn't want you to forget that you promised to attend."
Clarissa is starving; she could feel Julian's approval as she begins eating her meal with gusto. "I would love to attend, what time?
"Three o'clock, I'll pick you up at two. As much as I would love to stay, Micah, my aunt and uncle should be arriving in town soon. I want to be there to greet them; they're looking forward to meeting you at the recital."
"You're close to them."
"Aunt Reva, my mother’s sister lived in Rockford for most of her married life. Ever since her husband, Clyde retired, they've been on more cruises than I can count. They don't have any children of their own, so when Reva and Clyde are in town, I let Micah spend as much time with him as they can stand."
"Micah's lucky to have so many people
in his life who love him."
"I'm extremely proud of him. Micah needs a mother figure. I often wonder if the way I’m raising him is what Donna would have wanted."
"Donna would be proud of Micah." The shrill of the phone brought a smile to her face. Her father always called her on Saturday mornings. "Hello."
"How's my baby girl?"
"Daddy it's good to hear your voice. How is everyone?" Clarissa watched Julian leave the kitchen and head back to her bedroom.
"Everyone is fantastic. I'm sitting around thinking about you when I just got the urge to hear your voice."
"Daddy, are you sure nothing's wrong? You don't sound like yourself."
"Everything is okay. I'm wondering if I would be too old to enjoy my grandchildren by the time you get around to having them."
"That's not fair Daddy, you have two other children that can provide you with grandchildren."
"I would have a better chance with you. You know that Roberta and Junior never listen to a word I say."
"I love you too Daddy."
"Don't wait too long before your next visit; you might not recognize me and your mother."
"I’ll see what I can do Daddy." Clarissa put the phone down gently.
"Clarissa is everything okay?"
"Yes, everything is perfect. My father just called to harass me about grandchildren."
"You just lost me."
Clarissa got up from the kitchen table and put her arms around Julian's waist as she walked him to the front door. "My father has been harassing me to give him grandchildren since I was twenty years old."
"Well if you marry me, you could give your parents a grandchild instantaneously."
"That isn't funny Julian. Marriage is too serious an issue to joke about."
Julian wrapped his arms around Clarissa and kissed her gently on the lips. "Who's joking Clarissa?