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“So let me get this straight. You want me as your husband until the day your stepfather passes away, at which point you’ll inherit everything. Meanwhile, my movie will get made, but you expect me to be celibate?”
“Yes.”
“And exactly what is the life-expectancy of Cal Tomms?” I step forward, closer, until I practically bathed in the scents of her pheromones and designer perfume.
“I-I don’t know. Until a few months ago, I would have said years. But now, after his recent heart attack and prognosis, it won’t be long. Do you think you could stand not fucking around like a playboy for a while?” She huffed and rolled her eyes, but clearly my nearness had an effect on her.
“I think there’s one benefit you haven’t thought of.” Another step, and I closed the gap between us.
She swallowed hard and leaned back, her chest rising and falling. At her neck, just beneath the surface of her smooth skin, her pulse visibly thumped. “I can’t imagine a single thing my lawyer has left out of the contract.”
I crowded her, forcing her ass to hit the desk, my hands lodging on the edges on each side of her. So close, our breaths mingled. “Let’s call this the Buddy Addendum. If you want me to do this, then I’ll require your regular attention—in bed.”
“What? I’m not your damn whore.”
“No. But you’ll be my wife. And as such, I expect you to treat my cock like a king. Of course, your pussy will be my queen.” I leaned into her neck and planted kisses along her tender skin there, smiling inwardly at her breath hitching and the sound of a soft a moan. But the deal wasn’t done yet.
I backed away and cleared my throat, adjusting my tie tighter. “I’ve read your terms, now you have mine. Do we have a deal?”
I held out my hand to shake hers and waited, shocked at my willingness to break my long-standing vow for some honey-coated piece of ass.
She ignored it like an obstinate child, plumping her nose into the air, hinting at the brat she must have been growing up. “Before I agree, I need more details.”
“Such as?” I dropped my hand.
“Size?” Her eyes bounced down to my groin and back up.
The corner of my lips slid up, and I gifted her with my best Scottish brogue accent. “Rodgers’ men have always had plenty to offer under their kilts with ne’er a complaint, lass.”
She blinked in rapid succession and at least chuckled. “What was that?”
“Sometimes I let my inner Scotsman out. Get used to it. I may even grace you with our family tartan if you’re a very good girl.”
Her cheeks reddened further. I rather liked this effect I was having on her.
“Any other questions? The size of my balls—huge. The length of my cock—plenty to fill you with. My tongue can?—”
“Stop. I get it.” She held her hands up. “So you think you’re an amazing lover and you want sex a couple of times a week? Fine. I’m sure I can suffer through it.” She stepped by me toward the door, but I caught her and swung her around to face me, cupping her behind the neck.
“Oh no, Honey, there’ll be no suffering. Only pleasure, and as often as we damn well want it. Because I promise you, once you’ve had me, you’ll be begging for more.”
I brushed my lips along hers, only to tease, to promise more to come. But her mouth opened against mine, the tips of our tongues meeting in the middle. The taste of her opened memories of a love past, of claiming a woman as mine.
Only with Honey, it wouldn’t last. I didn’t let that prevent me from taking the kiss deeper, though, dancing my tongue with hers. Claiming her, even if only temporarily.
When I eased back, her eyelashes lazily fluttered up at me, and I almost thought I’d have to perform CPR to get her breathing again.
I let her go with a playful smack on her sweet rump, sending her to toward the door. She stopped there without turning back. “Fine. My lawyers will send you the addendum and I expect the signed agreement on my desk in the morning. Our first appearance is tomorrow at Cal’s, so you’d better get ready for the performance of your life.”
Too bad. I’d have handwritten the addendum and signed the entire thing and carted her off to bed tonight, but no. A little game might be fun, one where I toy with her until she finally begs me for sex.
After all, this wasn’t about love. No real vows involved. This was purely a contract, a convenient arrangement with benefits. Nothing more. In time, my film would get made, and I’d learn all I could about the film industry, and see where it takes me. If Honey wanted to use me, well, I’d use her right back.
The Stepfather
BUDDY
The tall ornate iron gate with a monogrammed T in gold in front of me held an ominous sight. A little too late for second guessing this arrangement now. I drew in a deep breath sitting in my rented convertible, having traded in the Rolls for a Mercedes-Benz SLC, and watched the gate open.
