The Seduction of Alex Parker(11)
As I entered the kitchen, Jenna was laughing.
“I can’t believe you just did that. Nobody speaks to Mr. Parker that way.”
“Why is everyone so afraid of him?” I asked as I sipped on my coffee.
“Because he’s Alex Parker. That’s why.”
“He’s a human being just like everyone else, and if he chooses to live life like an *, then that’s his problem. Life’s too short to live like that.”
“Are you going to be the one to tell him that?” she asked with a smile.
“If I have to, then yes.”
“Good luck. It was nice knowing you.” She lightly touched my arm and walked away.
I was starting to feel suffocated in this house and I needed to get out and do things. I was used to keeping busy. Coming and going as I pleased, and without a vehicle here in California, it was impossible. Phillip couldn’t be at my beck and call whenever I needed to go somewhere, so I had to find a solution to my problem. I grabbed my phone from the counter and dialed Adam.
“Hello, Emerson. How are things going?”
“I’m suffocating here and I need to borrow your car while you’re gone.”
There was silence on the other end.
“Hello. Did you hear me? Can I please borrow your car?”
Again, a moment of silence and then a sigh. “I guess. But you better be careful with it.”
“Thank you, Adam, and I promise I will be. Is it at your house?”
“Yep. It’s in the garage. The keys are in the drawer to the left of the stove. The contractors are there, working, so you should be able to get in. I can’t stress enough about my car, Em. You better take good care of it.”
“I will.”
“How’s it going with Alex?”
“He’s a pompous, uptight, pain in the ass.”
He snickered. “Sounds like Alex. Are you behaving yourself?”
“Of course. I’m on my best behavior in front of His Majesty.”
“God, Em. That right there tells me things aren’t going so well.”
“You worry too much. Go back to work and thanks for the car. I love you!” Click.
I sent a text message to Phillip.
“Can you drive me to my brother’s house, please?”
“When do you need to go?”
“As soon as possible.”
“I’ll be there in about fifteen minutes.”
“Thank you, Phillip.”
Chapter 9
Alex
In and out of meetings all day, dealing with ignorant people, a mess of problems, and thinking about Emerson left me exhausted. I wasn’t feeling well, so I decided to call it a night and go home. As Phillip pulled up to the house, I noticed Adam’s car in the driveway.
“Phillip, do you know why Adam’s car is here?”
“I drove Emerson to his house today to pick it up. She told me she’ll be driving herself around from now on.”
“I see.” I climbed out of the Bentley and told him to have a good night.
After I walked upstairs to my bedroom, I changed into my swimsuit and decided to go for a swim. Besides sex, a good swim always relieved some tension. As I stepped out onto the patio, I saw Emerson in the pool. I sighed because I wasn’t in any mood to deal with her tonight.
“Hey. You’re home early tonight.”
“Yeah. I just need to go for a swim before I do some work from home.”
She climbed out of the pool, looking as sexy as f*ck. “It’s all yours.” She smiled.
“You didn’t have to get out.”
“It’s fine. I was done anyway. I’m just going to sit here and have some wine.”
After doing a couple of laps, I started to feel relaxed. I got out, dried myself off, and took a seat in the lounge chair next to Emerson.
“I saw Adam’s car in the driveway. Phillip told me he drove you to his house today to get it.”
“I need a car to get around. I have things to do and it’s too difficult to depend on Phillip to take me places.”
“Things?” I asked curiously.
“Life things.” She smiled.
I took in a deep breath and placed my hand on my head. I had a really bad headache and the only thing I could think about was going to bed and sleeping it off.
“Are you okay?” Emerson asked.
“I just have a really bad headache. I think it’s one of the worst ones I’ve ever had. I’m going to call it a night and go lie down.”
“Here, let me help you,” she spoke as she got up from her chair and stepped behind me, placing her hands on my head.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m giving you a head massage with a special technique I learned in Thailand.”
She began rubbing my head, and instantly, I started to get hard. Shit. I rested my hands over my growing bulge.
“Thailand, eh?”
“Yes. Now be quiet, close your eyes, and relax.”
Easy for her to say. She wasn’t the one getting turned on and hard. I closed my eyes and did my best to relax. It was difficult with her hands on me. I’d had many massages and I’d never once become hard because of them. This was crazy and I was going to have to go and jack off once she was finished or I was going to have a serious case of blue balls.