Part 24 (1/2)
p.i.s.sed as a teething baby whose father had taken her pacifier, she argued, ”Don't take what's mine away from me.”
”Am I yours?” Waiting for his answer, he unb.u.t.toned his oxford, tearing at each white plastic b.u.t.ton. How many b.u.t.tons does this s.h.i.+rt have? At last, his s.h.i.+rt fell to the floor. He was naked in his stretch Maybach with the most beautiful woman in the world and he didn't want to f.u.c.k. No, they needed to talk.
”Perhaps.” She went back to his c.o.c.k. Licking, pumping and sucking with a frantic stride. Taddy loved a career challenge, but could she take a personal one?
His hairy bag swelled tighter. The air-conditioning blew on his a.s.s cheeks, which were now held tight in Red's grasp.
Her acrylics felt like meat hooks in his flesh. He couldn't move. He didn't dare.
She sucked harder.
He'd waited months to find her, and he'd loved having her with him this weekend. She couldn't leave.
He gripped her face. ”Taddy, stop. I'm going to-”
The limo's intercom chimed.
”Monsieur Truman, we'll be arriving at the airport in about ten minutes,” his driver voiced over the limo's speaker.
Warner withdrew from her embrace. ”Thank you, driver.” He turned the intercom off and kissed Taddy again. ”You make me insane with desire.”
”Ahem.” Her sourpuss face returned.
”We need to talk.”
”No, we need to have s.e.x.” Taddy grabbed his hands, guiding them under her red mink bra straps. She unleashed their beauty in one fell swoop.
My, my, my. He knelt back down and admired Brill panorama.
Her pear-shaped b.r.e.a.s.t.s in his hands looked as perfect as a fifty-eight-facet diamond. If the Gemological Inst.i.tute of America would have graded Red's b.r.e.a.s.t.s, without question, ”FL” for flawless. ”I love your b.r.e.a.s.t.s.”
”They haven't changed much since this morning. Do they still turn you on?”
”Very much so. I'm in awe each time I see you. It's a new experience every time. You're everything I've ever wanted. You're all I need.” He looked up at her.
Her mouth fell open. Taddy's eyes glistened.
He cupped her face in his hands. Get real with me, baby.
Shaking off her confusion, Taddy gave him a PR-diva smile. ”My tah-tahs say thank you for the compliment.”
”Taddy...” d.a.m.n your intimacy issues. He'd get her to open up, one way or another. His attempt to make love in the car had seemed like a good idea but hadn't worked out too well. She'd come close. He could tell. Taddy just might start to trust him. He'd love her if she'd let him. ”I promise I'll come see you in New York. I will.”
She reached forward, holding on to him. ”I don't want to be a clingy girl. But for the first time in my life...I'm weak over you.”
”Why can't I be stronger than you?”
”Vulnerability is foreign to me.”
”Order a pa.s.sport for your emotions.”
”Meaning-I don't like it.” She ma.s.saged his biceps. ”I've taken care of myself since I was a kid. I don't want to need you.”
”But I need to want you,” he comforted. ”Let's celebrate us.”
Taddy wiped her eyes and admitted, ”I'm scared, Warner. We hardly know one another, and already my stomach is upset. I'm dizzy. I've never felt this way about anyone, ever.”
”Good to hear, Taddy.” Their feelings were becoming mutual. He held her hands in his. They felt warm.
”I shouldn't be talking to you like this. It's not good for me.” Taddy shook her head and her lips trembled.
”Why do you fear us? What's the real reason? Tell me.”
”No.”
”Is it your family?” Warner pressed.
Her eyes narrowed. ”I can't explain.”
”Yes, you can and will.”
Taddy swallowed loud enough for him to hear. Her eyebrows rose, maybe with the revelation he was being serious, she offered, ”In time, Warner. I don't want to frighten you.”
”Nothing you can say will make me run away. I promise I won't hurt you. I want to get to know you better.”
”I want to spend more time with you too.”
”We can go at whatever pace you're comfortable with as long as it's forward.”
”Backward would suck.” Taddy huffed into a laugh but it didn't come out convincing.
He pulled her into him. ”Do you remember last night, at dinner I said you hadn't felt a man's touch in a while?”
”Yes.” She buried her face in his chest.
”I can also tell you haven't experienced love. Not in a long time-if ever.”
”No, you're right.”
”You deserve to be loved. Please let me show you.” He drew her face to his and kissed her. ”I'll show you if you let me.”
”I'm needed in New York. I'm...” Shaking her head, she closed her eyes, unable to finish her words. Taddy didn't mean what came from her lips. He knew her reb.u.t.tal was bulls.h.i.+t. She wanted him just as badly as he wanted her.
Warner shushed her and held her in his arms as they pulled into the airport. When the limo arrived, he got dressed, stepped out with her and walked her as far as airport security would let him. He'd promised Taddy he'd come to New York on his way to Asia. He gave her the keys to his penthouse, his personal a.s.sistant's name and contact information in Manhattan. Warner guessed she'd never use it. She was Miss Millionaires Independent, but he hoped these ”strings” would provide a.s.surance that they'd continue this new relations.h.i.+p.