Loving the Candidate (Capitol Affairs #2) (19 page)

We arrived in his room and my suitcase sat waiting, delivered by the bellhop. I was tempted to pour a glass of wine, but thought twice.

“Alex, I need to get cleaned up.”

“Can I come in with you?” he asked.

I hesitated and did something I had never done before. “No, I want to be in there alone. I would love it if you would order me something to eat. We need to talk.”

“Okay,” he said, looking disappointed and confused.

I took my time cleaning up, and by the time I had finished the food had arrived. I was famished. I devoured the mac and cheese and chicken he’d ordered.

“You need to eat more. You act like you’re starving.”

“I am starving. I think I ate something this morning. I don’t know.” I could have eaten another order. The view of his room looked out into downtown. I went to the window, trying to decide how to tell him the news.

Alex poured a glass of wine for us both. I set it down without a sip.

“Let’s talk about this. Come and sit with me on the couch.” Pulling the hotel’s big puffy bathrobe closer around me, I leaned back on the couch. He took off his tie and suit coat and unbuttoned his shirt.

“I love you,” he said, as he kissed my head.

“I know you do, Alex. I love you.”

“That thing with Coletta, it’s nothing. It has never happened before and it will never happen again. You are my life. You are all I need or want. Please know that, Prudence.”

“I do know that. I do. I understand that women find you attractive. I know they look right past me and at you. I have seen them pass you their number and room keys. The press has tried repeatedly to bring out some slut that you have slept with. I have to deal with it. It’s part of the package. It was a shock to see anyone but me touching you.”

I decided it was time to tell him. I turned to look at him and smiled a little.

“I have news for you.”

“What?”

“Well…” I looked down at his hands. The hands that gave me so much pleasure and gave me so much comfort. “I went to see Dr. Flinch this morning. It seems we are going to be having a baby in November. I’ve missed two periods, and I thought it was stress, but it turns out it’s not.”

“Jesus Christ. Are you kidding? Oh my God,” he yelled, smiling.

“Yes, I’m due around Thanksgiving and I will be huge around the election. Not perfect timing, but nonetheless it is happening.”

He put his wineglass down and covered his face with his hands. “You came here to surprise me, and you were put through more shit.”

“Stop it. It’s done and over with. We have a baby to plan for, and an election to win, and everything is going wonderful for us right now. Let that go. We are everything right now, you, me, and this baby.”

Tears spilled down his cheeks as he looked at me. I wiped them away and kissed his face. My beautiful husband, his face always told me everything.

He touched my stomach and kissed me, inserting his tongue, warm and soft, into my mouth and rolling it around mine. I sucked on it and it tasted like wine. He cupped my face gently.

I unhooked my robe and let it fall open. My body, naked and soft, begged for him.

“Come to bed with me,” I whispered.

His gaze took me in. “I need you. I’m so glad you’re here. It kills me when we are apart.” He took my mouth with passion and hunger. He kissed me as he hovered over me. I was instantly swept away by our need for each other.

I lay bare and naked in front of him. My body wanted him so bad I almost couldn’t lay still. I watched him take off his clothes as I lay in front of him with my legs spread and my breasts swollen with desire for him.

“Jesus Christ. You are even more beautiful pregnant, and I don’t know how it is even possible.”

My stomach still didn’t show any sign of being pregnant yet. “Let’s go to the bed,” I moaned. He stood, never taking his eyes off me as I rose and pulled him over to the bed with me. I fell backwards onto the mattress.

He knelt down over me and kissed my stomach. He kissed me between my breasts and breathed in my perfume.

“I’ve loved how you smell ever since our first night together.”

He swiped his tongue across my hard nipples and I moaned. He took his time with each one and lavished them with his kisses. He worked his way up my neck and to my mouth. He was gentle and soft, taking his time.

I reached out to touch him, and he was on fire. I pulled him close to me. His cock lay hard and warm against my cunt.

“Will I hurt you if I go inside?” he asked, looking like an innocent little boy.

His hardness pushed between my legs. The tip of his perfect cock rested between the lips of my cunt, and all I wanted was to have him inside me. “No, you won’t hurt me. I want you.” I lifted my hips up to him so he would take the hint. I needed him.

“The baby won’t feel it?” he asked. I was surprised he asked these things. A graduate of Harvard, a senator, and a presidential candidate, he was asking if he would hurt me.

“No, the baby will be fine. Now, stop this, and let me feel it. I need you. I want you, Alex.”

It didn’t take long for him to get over the crazy notion of hurting the baby. He plunged into me and made love to me twice as we celebrated that in six months he may be the next president with a brand new baby and a new address.

Chapter 22

The months pressed on, Alex’s lead grew in the polls, as did my growing stomach and appetite. I was terrified I would gain too much weight, and I continued to exercise every day. Veena was my pregnancy encyclopedia. Since she’d had a baby already, she knew everything there was about the subject. I went to her for everything, or at least I let her believe I did. Since I wasn’t showing at all, we didn’t want it announced until the convention. Mark wrote it into Alex’s acceptance speech. I had to agree the timing was perfect.

“Honey, how are you? Can I bring you something?” Thomas asked one night when he came over. Alex was at the Capitol, voting on a Bill that could take all night. I didn’t want to be alone, and I figured it would be a great night for Thomas and me to catch up. He’d said he had good news, and I always loved his news. I popped popcorn and snuggled up on the couch to wait for him.

He came with gifts for the baby: two outfits from my favorite local boutique and matching shoes. Of course he always brought something for me, and tonight was no exception. He brought me the softest pair of slippers I had ever put my feet in. They were pure heaven, and I thought about wearing them my entire pregnancy.

“Thomas, you need to stop spending so much money. I didn’t need slippers, and the baby doesn’t need more clothes. We don’t even know what we’re having yet,” I said, as I kissed him on the cheek.

“Oh, shut up. We can’t have the first baby dressing like he stepped out of the clearance rack at Walmart.

“How do you know it is a he?” I swung my legs up on him when he sat down.

“Trust me, Alex’s sperm is hearty, and it’s making a boy. I know. A baby Alex. Who would have thought you would be carrying his baby, Prudence? Remember when you first went out on a date with him? You were so excited. I never thought I would see you where you are.”

“Neither did I, Thomas. Look at me, from the trailer park in Ohio, married to the man who may run the greatest country in the world.”

“Oh, it is real, honey. I didn’t think you and Alex would be together. He pissed me off royally when he kept hurting you all the time. I didn’t want to see you with him. Oh, how I have grown to love him, mostly because you love him so much. I want you to be happy, Prudence.”

“I’m more than happy. You have no idea how grateful I am for my life. I have the most wonderful husband, family, friends, and now, a baby. I may be sitting in the White House with you eating popcorn next year.”

“I’d better get invited up to the White House so Bruce and I can try out the Lincoln bedroom. Maybe we will be the first gays to do it in there. Wouldn’t that be hot?”

“I doubt you will be the first gays to do it in there,” I laughed.

“Well, I did tell you I had good news. I’m sad you are so caught up in your own life that you forgot I have something important to tell you.”

“Oh, Thomas, I’m sorry. I forgot. I guess I’m a little too consumed with my life. Go ahead and tell me the news.” I sat up, waiting to hear what he had to tell me.

“Well, all this baby talk and shopping has made me want one too. Bruce and I decided about six months ago we wanted to adopt, you remember us talking about it. We weren’t having any luck until that wonderful man of yours pulled a few strings.”

“What are you saying?” I asked.

“Next month Bruce and I fly to Russia to get our new baby girl, thanks to Alex. So, bringing over baby clothes is nothing next to what he did for me. He helped get my family started.” He was crying, and I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him.

“Thomas, I had no idea. He never said a word to me. See how remarkable Alex is?”

“I want you and Alex to be the baby’s godparents, if you will do it.” He wiped his eyes with a tissue from his pocket.

“Of course we will. What an honor, Thomas. Plus, the babies will be best friends. This is so wonderful.” I screamed and jumped up from the couch. I was ecstatic over Thomas’s news, but I was more amazed with Alex for what he’d done.

We stayed up late and watched our favorite movies. Thomas was the next best thing to my Alex. Late that night, Alex found both Thomas and I in our bed. It was not the first time, and to be funny he climbed in with us. Thomas knew when Alex was home he had to clear out. Before he left, I made him promise not to shop anymore. I wanted to show Alex how happy I was with him, but he was so exhausted, I let him sleep.

I woke up the next morning and did a few things around the house and packed for the convention. Beckett and I went for a walk, and I couldn’t stand it any longer. I wanted Alex to get up. I watched him sleeping in our big warm bed as I sat on the small couch in our room. His black, wavy hair was a mess, and he had a light sexy beard covering his face. He rolled over and his beautiful muscular ass stuck out of the covers. His body was perfection. He was the most powerful and outspoken man on the Senate floor and campaign trail, yet when he slept or made love to me he looked like a bad little boy.

I couldn’t resist sliding back into the warm bed with him. I put my coffee cup down on the nightstand, and put the rest of the packing for our trip on hold. I walked over and snuggled next to his gorgeous body. Since he had rolled over on his stomach, I laid my head on his back. I loved to listen to his heartbeat.

“Hi, baby,” he whispered with his eyes still closed. He turned over and snuggled close to me.

“You look so adorable with your perfect ass sticking out of the covers,” I said.

“Um, my perfect ass, huh? I thought it felt breezy. I love when you lay with me like this, Prudence.” He kissed the top of my head, and I ran my hand down his stomach.

Goosebumps covered my body when he said my name. My body softened against his, and I wrapped my legs around him. Alex was back to sleeping naked and totally turning me on. Since being pregnant, I wanted sex even more. Even with my growing belly, I wanted it so much. He was my craving, my one guilty pleasure. I reached down and he was hard already, even half asleep. I took off my robe and climbed on top of him. He slipped in effortlessly, and I closed my eyes to enjoy my most favorite part of him. How perfectly he fit inside me. His cock was pure heaven as I clenched myself around him.

“Have I told you you’re the most incredible man in the world?” I asked.

“Keep telling me. I need to hear it all the time.”

“Thank you for what you did for Thomas.”

“I didn’t do anything, Prudence. I asked a few guys to ask a few guys to pull strings.” He closed his eyes, enjoying what I was doing to him.

“You made his life, he told me last night.” I clenched him tighter and continued to move up and down his throbbing cock.

“You love him, I love you, that’s all I needed. If he takes care of you when I’m not around, he is family to me. I love him, you could say. Even after that little stunt the two of you pulled.”

“Well, I love you and I’m close. Please don’t stop,” I moaned. Alex felt wonderful inside of me. He sent me over the top.

He gently caressed my thighs, sending me into a frenzy with the tips of his fingers. I closed my eyes and took all of him. His neck muscles strained as he went deeper and deeper. “Fuck, you are so tight. There is nothing better than sticking my cock inside you in the morning,” he moaned.

“I want to look into those beautiful brown eyes and remember you coming inside me before you take the stage tomorrow and seal your fate.” I looked down at his beautiful face, my love. Everything about this man was pure sensuality and manliness.

“I’m almost there, baby. Slow down. You need to come for me. Come on, Prudence, let it go, baby. I’m hard and thick inside you, wanting you and needing you,” he said, as he stared at me. There was nothing he would rather be doing than fucking me, and his look said it all.

He put his fingers to my lips, and I licked the tips. He placed them on my clit and massaged it. I moaned and cried out knowing this would be the last time we could let loose together in our home for a while. Since my belly was bigger, Alex moved my body at a different angle to get deeper inside me. His cock hit a spot on me I had never felt before. We locked our eyes as the burning sensation of my orgasm took over my body. Alex exploded right after me, looking into my eyes.

“Oh God, baby. Oh fuck,” he yelled, bucking his hips, keeping his face focused on mine. I lay on his chest and listened to his heart beating hard and fast. This man was my life, and I loved no one or nothing more than him.

“I love when you surprise me. It’s so hot. I can’t get enough of that cunt of yours,” he whispered in my ear as he ran his tongue around the outside.

“Good. I don’t want you to ever get enough of me, especially now that I’m getting huge. I see the way those women look at you on the campaign trail. You are a hot commodity, Alex Conrad.”

“No, no they all know I’m off limits. I think you scared Coletta, and she has gotten the word out you will kill. I love it. I only have eyes for you, baby. There is no one in this world who can compare to my Prudence. I love this little belly of yours,” he said, holding me tighter to his warm body.