Betrayed 2(56)

“That was an interesting way to throw cold water on my parade. I thought that we could enjoy each other’s bodies and then adjourn for a leisurely breakfast.” I picked up his pants from on the floor and I tossed them to him to indicate that what he was thinking wasn’t going to happen right now.

“Get dressed and try to keep your mind out of the gutter. We can wait until tonight and you know what they say about abstinence making the heart grow fonder. It also has an effect on somebody’s libido. I think that you will be able to attest to that. I don’t mean to make you wait, but we need to think of something other than ourselves. Our actions have consequences. I wouldn’t be surprised if Lillian had a sled dog that she will use to get to us. We can’t wait and we need some kind of leverage that we can hang over her head.” I walked naked into the bathroom, throwing cold water on my face to cool down those tendencies that had been raging between my legs.

“I’ll be down in a few minutes. You need to give me some time to call some friends of mine to do some digging on my behalf. I don’t like calling in this favor, but it’s better to learn her dirty little secret from the source. There’s always somebody that has the keys to the skeletons in somebody’s closet. This is not my first dealing with Lillian in or out of the boardroom. I like to think that I go into battle armed to the teeth with whatever information I can find to make the other person across the table back down.” I came out to him speaking to somebody. I could tell from the tone of the conversation that this person really didn’t want to get involved.

I mimed to Marshall that I would be downstairs. He gave me a dismissive wave that made me feel like he didn’t want me to know what was going on. It was fair to say that we were both in the same boat. If Lillian was going to come after me, then she was going to do the same thing to Marshall. It remained to be seen what she was going to do to make her feelings abundantly clear.

I went down the stairs, feeling happy but also anxious about taking things to that next level. Tonight, was going to be something special. I needed some supplies and it wasn’t like I had brought anything that was going to take him by the throat and never let go. I would need to go into town, but looking outside, it appeared that only those that lived in the arctic would be able to brave the elements.

I saw the manager and he waved as he used a very loud snow blower to clear the path for the second time that morning. He was tapping his wrist indicating that breakfast wasn’t going to wait around forever. I put up my finger to tell him that I did have every intention of enjoying what they had to offer.

He went by the door looking like an abominable snowman. I went to the cupboards to find that they were bare with only a few packets of coffee that would hopefully be an eye opener.

I poured some water into the kettle and plugged it in before Marshall could come downstairs.

The water was boiling and I had emptied a couple of those coffee packets into two very distinctive cups with the insignia of a scorpion etched into the glassware. It was intricate work and I would’ve liked to have met the author of such a creative license.

I heard his footsteps and the look on his face told me that things didn’t go exactly as planned. “I have some feelers out, but nobody really wants to talk about the ice queen. They suspect that if she gets wind of their duplicitous actions that they will come under fire. I remain hopeful that somebody will come forward. I doubt that she has gotten this far without making enemies.” I passed him the warm cup of coffee and he took it in his hands. We both stared at each other. The only thing that I could think about was how our bodies were going to be flung from one side of that mattress to the other.

He lifted me easily onto the island in the middle of the kitchen. I was sitting there with my legs dangling over the sides. The white robe that I had on split down the middle, as he parted my knees and gave me a reason to think that breakfast was going to be something different.

“I don’t think that you are thinking clearly.” I tried to get him off topic, but his eyes were drawn to more than just my naked thigh. He was very strong and insistent as he moved in with my knees parted. His hands were holding me apart like a wishbone.

“I think that it would be a good idea for me to give you a sneak peak of what is going to happen tonight.” He got down on his knees into a servitude position. I was the one sitting there looking down at his smug face as he grabbed me from around the knees and pulled me towards his mouth with his tongue outstretched.

He tickled my clit, making my neck muscles begin to throb with my head thrown back. The tendons were quite noticeable. I could feel him taking off the belt and letting the robe slide open. Anybody from outside would know what was going on, but couldn’t see a damn thing.