Loving the Candidate (Capitol Affairs #2) (16 page)

“I didn’t want you flipping out on me.”

“I’m happy Mark found someone. He’s a wonderful guy, and I love him like my brother. Please tell me you didn’t do it in my room while we were gone?”

“What? Do it in your room? No, thank you. I do have a little class.”

“I never know with you,” I laughed.

“I didn’t want you to think it would hurt Alex’s campaign. Mark is totally into getting him elected. He is not distracted, and I won’t be tagging behind him during the campaign. Anyway, I think I’m in love with him,” she said.

I loved how Veena babbled when she got nervous. She had always done that, even when we were kids. I hugged her, and we both started laughing hysterically. I was so happy she and Mark were together. “You little slut,” I said.

“Thanks. Yeah, well, I try. I thought, what the hell? Why not go out with someone totally different. It seems these dorky, educated men are pretty good in the sack and treat you nice. Now I know what the big deal was when you first started dating Alex,” she said.

“See, you have to broaden your horizons, Veena. I told you dorky men were hot in bed. I mean, Alex is simply the best in the world. I think it’s because they read a lot and know how to please a woman,” I whispered.

“I guess. I didn’t think you could see stars or almost lose consciousness, but it happened last week.” Veena laughed.

“Sure. Wait until you leave your body. Alex has done it to me many times. Don’t get pregnant. Am I allowed to say anything to Mark?” I asked. The place got busier and the traffic more intense as the hour went on.

“Yes, he’s telling Alex today. We both figured it was best to let you two know at the same time. It will give you something to talk about tonight. I’m not getting pregnant again, for God’s sake. Prudy is too much to handle.”

“Oh, shut up. He’ll be thrilled, too. Mark needs to get laid more since he’s always walking in on Alex and I going at it,” I said.

“Well, Mark can give Alex pointers,” she laughed.

“Oh, okay. I believe it will be the other way around, honey. Hey, shouldn’t you be getting back to work?” I asked, looking at the time on my phone.

“Shit, yes. I lost track of time. I’ll talk to you this weekend,” she said, and raced out of the cafe.

I took one last sip of my coffee, grabbed my purse, and paid the bill.

Back at the office, I convinced a client Thomas would do a wonderful job taking over for me. I explained the circumstances, and that I would be right there to help him in any way. It was a long afternoon and I could not wait to get home.

“Want to come over tonight and eat?” Thomas asked as I grabbed my purse to head out.

“I would love to, but I’ve got to get work done. I think Alex has a late night tonight and I need to clean and get food cooked for the next week. Can I get a rain check?”

“Okay, honey. Can I call you later if I have questions about this, or will you be preoccupied with the senator?” he smiled.

“If you need me, call. I want you to do well on this case. This is your first big one, and you have to go in for the kill.”

I walked out of the building and to my surprise, Alex stood by my car in the parking lot. Standing in the sunlight with his black suit and red tie, he was the image of power. He had the ability to move people and Bills without even trying. The best part was that he had no idea what a force of power he was. Or he did know, and he didn’t show it. It was a wonderful surprise.

“Hi, beautiful,” he said, as I walked up to him. Sometimes I just stopped to revel in the fact that he was my husband. He was Alex Conrad, one of the most respected senators, and at the young age of forty-five, about to be the leading candidate for president. He was also the most beautiful man ever created.

He ran his hands through his hair. His smile sent my heart racing and made my body heat shoot up.

“What are you doing here, Alex?” I dropped my purse on the concrete and put my arms inside his suit coat around his waist.

“I won’t be home for a while tonight. I have to work on one of those major Bills, with no end in sight. I didn’t want you to forget about me today.”

“What? All I do is think about you, Alex, especially after last night.”

He pulled me closer, pressing his erection against my hip. I took the opportunity to breathe in his masculine scent and feel his scruffy face against my skin.

“Alex,” I moaned.

“It’s because of you, Prudence. I miss you so much during the day; the sight of you gets me hard.” His mouth covered mine. His soft, wet lips took over my mouth as he slipped his tongue inside. My legs buckled under me.

“Oh, what you do to me, Senator.”

“Where are you headed?” He smiled.

“Home. Want to come with me?”

“I would give anything. It’s going to be a long night on the floor. I can’t stand being away from you for so long. We need to make up for lost time.”

“Oh, I wanted to cook spaghetti for you tonight.”

“Save it for when I get home. I will be starved for spaghetti and you. Those bare legs of yours, Jesus, I should lock you up, Prudence. You look too damn good to be walking around in the open.”

“Stop it, Alex. These legs are yours. In fact, I would love to wrap them around your face.”

“Is that a fact?”

“Mmm hmm it is.”

“Do you have panties on?”

“A thong, your favorite black lacy one.”

He closed his eyes and groaned.

“Do we have time for a drive or a park in a parking deck? You have me all worked up.” I winked at him.

He checked his watch. Traffic was coming and going in the parking lot. Several people looked at us and others minded their own business. I stayed in his arms, not noticing or caring who looked.

“I have about twenty minutes. Not enough time to spend with your beautiful body.” Alex’s hands went to my hips. His hands set me on fire. “I didn’t think I would get this unraveled by you. I stopped by to say hello, and now I’m all out of sorts.”

“Funny how that happens with us.” His hands inched up the sides to my breasts. He made me throb, and I wanted him.

“I don’t know how I’m going to sit through hours of fighting, speeches, and backstabbing.”

“Think about what will be waiting for you at home. I’m not going anywhere, and I will force myself not to take care of things alone. You have me hot and bothered.”

He smiled down at me. “You’d better not.”

The parking lot was almost empty except for a few cars. He cupped my breasts as he looked deep in my eyes. The sky was a beautiful blue and the wind blew my hair and dress all over. I looked around to see if anyone was there. I ran my hands down the front of his pants. I heard his breath catch.

“I’ll be naked and waiting. Hurry home. Maybe I’ll send you a picture, to get you going.”

“I won’t be able to take it. I may have to hump Senator Baxter. I almost did last time you surprised me with a naked picture.” He laughed.

“Don’t hump that poor old man, Alex.” I laughed. He let go of me and sat in his car, letting his eyes linger at his favorite parts. I licked my lips, trying to entice him more. Leaning into the car, I let my breasts fall forward in my lacy bra. My hard nipples wanted his mouth.

He stuck his finger in my shirt, brushing against one of my nipples. “My girls will be waiting for me tonight?”

“They always are, baby.”

“I love you.”

“I love you more.” I said.

“Not a chance. Be careful going home, and lock the door. Mark may stop over to check on you later if I’m too late. Don’t be mad, it makes me feel better.”

“That’s fine. I’ll see you later.” I watched his car speed out of the parking lot.

I spent the rest of the evening cooking sauce and cleaning our house. We had a cleaning lady, but I liked to clean the house my way. I kept myself busy and made some phone calls.

Alex had called earlier to say he would be home around seven. It wasn’t going to go on as late as he thought, and he was horny.

“Let’s make a baby tonight,” he said, before I even said hello.

“Before or after dinner?”

“Before, dinner can wait.” I heard the traffic in the background. Alex always went outside to call me on his breaks.

“Why the urgency?” He was under the impression I’d stopped taking the pill, and I hadn’t. It was the first time I had lied to him. I knew I shouldn’t, but I needed to think it through a little more. I didn’t know if I was capable of being a mother to an innocent child. What scared me the most was the way my mother raised me. I had lived an awful childhood and it was one I wanted to crush the memory of.

“Since we talked about it on the beach, I can’t stop thinking it’s time. I’m ready to get our family started.

When Alex came home, he found me drying off after my shower. He had that look in his eyes he gets when he wants to make love to me for hours. It was a look I had not seen for a long time. My body was still red from the hot water of my shower, and I was rubbing lotion over myself when he walked in on me.

“Want to help?” I asked, holding up the bottle. His tie was undone, his hair a mess and upon further investigation, I could see there was no disguising his big, thick, cock, pressing against his pants. He grabbed the lotion, and started to rub it on my back. His hands were like velvet and felt so good on my body as they glided across me. He let his hands travel everywhere on my back and work their way to my ass and thighs. He knelt in front of me and took my foot into his hands. Rubbing lotion over my arch, his hands moved slowly up my ankle to my leg and between my legs.

“I’m glad you came home when you did. This is a wonderful massage and exactly what I needed. I would have had to use my vibrator if you didn’t get home soon.”

“Well then, I made it on time. I’m glad it didn’t go on as late as we thought. I couldn’t even concentrate on the floor tonight. Tomorrow may be a different story.”

“Well, Senator, you have me. Relax and enjoy tonight. Worry about tomorrow when it gets here.”

I turned around, and he put lotion on my stomach and worked his way up to my breasts. He took his time running his slick hands over my sensitive nipples. His lust-filled eyes radiated heat. I felt raw and scorched beneath his gaze. My eyes traveled to the firmness begging for my touch, and I grabbed his cock through his pants.

“Yum, nice and hard. Just the way I love it,” I said.

With my eyes locked on his, I undid his belt, unbuttoned his button, and unzipped his pants; they dropped around his ankles. With my fingertips, I grazed him through the thin material of his boxers. First lightly, and then firmly wrapping my hand around his hard shaft, I teased him until his eyes rolled back. Unable to wait any longer, I dropped to my knees, tore down his boxers and hungrily took his cock in my mouth. Flicking my tongue around the head, I drew him in farther, sucking greedily.

He moaned as I licked and sucked each one of his balls.

“Look up at me, baby,” he said, running his hands through my damp hair. I moaned and grabbed his muscular ass as I took every inch of him into my mouth and looked up into his eyes. I felt his body go rigid, and his breathing sounded raspy. “Doing this isn’t going to make a baby,” he whispered.

“I want you to come in my mouth, Alex. I want to taste you. We have all night to make a baby,” I said in between lavishing him with my tongue and lips. I licked him the way that drove him crazy, and I knew what to do and when to do it. I let my lips brush the underside of him before sucking on him. Giving him pleasure turned me on. His hands grabbed my hair, pulling me closer into him. He grew bigger. My legs began to cramp, but it didn’t matter. I took a break to look up at him. His eyes were closed tight and his head thrown back, and he moaned when I began to speak.

“I want to come inside you.”

“You will. First let me taste you, Alex. We have all night. Come on, baby, fill my mouth,” I said as I cupped his balls

I continued my ravenous laving as I sucked on him. I felt his hot semen explode in my mouth as he moaned my name over and over. He grabbed my hair, forcing himself deeper down my throat. I dug my fingers into his ass and swallowed. Every last drop of him was lapped up as he relaxed and pulled me back up to him. He lifted me to our bed, which was still neatly made, and placed me on top of it. His pants were lying in the bathroom and he still wore his white shirt, which was still pressed, and unbuttoned at the neck, with his tie hung loosely around it. He’d brought up a bottle of champagne and a bowl of strawberries. The bottle was open and two glasses were already poured, obviously done when I was in the shower.

“Champagne, Alex? What’s the occasion?” I asked as I held onto him. He was still worked up from his orgasm in the bathroom.

“I have an idea.” He winked.

“Well, your ideas are pretty wonderful.” I throbbed in anticipation.

“I stopped at the store on my way home and thought we could try something new. It’s too cold for popsicles.”

“Uhm. I loved that.

“You sure did, and so did I. Lay back and let me play with you. Spread your legs apart for me, nice and wide.”

“Are you going to cover my eyes?” I asked playfully. He shook his tie off and carefully tied it over my eyes. I lay there waiting for the fun to begin. I felt his breath inches from my face before his lips touched mine. His mouth moved slowly, barely touching my lips. His tongue, darting into my mouth for a moment, slid out and over my parted, hungry lips before he backed away. Alex kissed me on my lips slowly and tantalizingly. The next kiss was a sensual surprise. He brushed a strawberry covered in champagne against my mouth. Champagne dripped onto my tongue. Licking the champagne from my lips, I leaned forward, taking the wet strawberry between my teeth. I took a bite and the taste was amazing. He leaned down, brushing my lips with a strawberry. I took another bite and we shared the strawberry and a long sensual kiss.

“That stop in the parking lot made me hot and bothered. I wanted your cunt all day.” He began kissing a trail down my body until I could barely catch my breath. He paused, and I heard him take a sip of the champagne. His cold, wet tongue flicked each one of my nipples. I dug my fingers into his thick waves and pushed him down until his face was between my legs.