Finding Her

Chapter 7: Reading Aloud II

Chapter 7: Reading Aloud II

' "Your wicked way huh?" Brian repeated my earlier statement. With that he grabbed my hand and pulled me into an alleyway, he started kissing down my neck and purposefully avoided my sweet spot causing me to squirm beneath his lips. His mouth drew up and he attacked my mouth, I let him in willingly and the next thing I knew a hand was trailing up my thighs, tracing tiny circles here and there. Finally, his hands found my womanhood, his hand worked their magic starting small and gaining momentum with each thrust, stroke and circle. Just when I thought that I'd gotten enough and I was going to climax right then and there he thrust into me, one long joyful thrust. He kept going and going, my screams staying on the insides of my cheeks as bites. We both rode the waves of climax, our muscles contouring and our breaths ragged but sated.'

"I love you." Brian pressed his lips to my forehead.

"I love you too babe, so much." I hugged him tight. '

With James reading to me my mind wandered into the depths of my subconscious. Visions of me being ravished in such a dynamic way danced before my eyes, I laid back, closed my eyes and allowed myself to relish in the excitement of these imaginative characters as they engage in the kind of acts that I could never imagine receiving.

Suddenly James shifted uncomfortably in his seat, he looked up rather flustered, closed the book and hastily said goodbye. That was odd, I thought to myself, could it be that he was being affected just as much as I was? Nah, get a grip Shay, a man as handsome like James must have an equally exotic woman on his arm. I should know better than to go after ruggedly handsome men who look nice in a suit. For a split second my mind drifted back to a time so recent yet seemingly so long ago, it was a sunny April day that had turned into a beautiful and cool evening. The day had started off with a bang she had gotten a promotion, was making good money and had a devilishly handsome husband to boot. But even the sunniest of days have their grey clouds drifting through.

Woah, where'd that come from?

I brushed it off as a trick my bruised brain was playing on me.

I decided to continue reading or at least watch a movie or maybe a TV series, yep, definitely a series.

As I flip through Netflix, my mind couldn't help but wander back to the vision of earlier. What was that all about? A beautiful home and a handsome husband to boot, where had that come from? I wasn't married, I certainly would've remembered that I had a husband especially if he was handsome.

Out of curiosity I looked down at my left hand and there it was, like a red hot brand; not a ring but an impression of a ring. There was an indentation in the shape of an infinity symbol. The hell? When did this happen? I tried to concentrate on the sunny day from the vision, well I guess it could be called a flashback; as hard as I could I simply couldn't remember anything else. The doctor did say that I shouldn't strain myself and that some, if not all of my memories would return over time. But, before I could return my attention towards the television screen I remembered the dread I felt in the hospital room, it felt like a sudden grip of fear had lodged itself in the middle of my throat and wasn't about to let go.

I shuddered at the memory and forced myself to focus on the options in front of me. I stopped on an interesting show about a young man who could see things in others that no one else could and he was called a Grimm. Since I didn't remember what I used to watch I settled for starting afresh with my series.

Grimm seemed like it had some real potential and I binge watched my way to season two and I could tell that I was going to be hooked badly on this one.

************JAMES'S POV************

After I left Shay's room I tried to move as fast as I would but that's impossible to do with a raging boner. Each step was worse than the other, after a torturing five minutes I made it to the front desk; salvation was fast approaching now I just had to make it to my car. My stride was cut short when Mrs. Huddley, the front desk nurse set her sights on me.

"Leaving so soon Mr. Sullivan?" She asked as she twirled her pen in between her teeth, usually I played into her flirtatious attempts but today all I could think about was plunging into her delicate heat.

Oh man I'm fucked.

"Uhmmmm, uhhh I got an emergency call from the office so I gotta rush. See ya" I fumbled horrendously with my words.

I need to get this out of my system ASAP, I struggled to get comfortable in my car and sped off.

I wanted to head straight to my favorite club The Spot, but I had to get back to work, in my sudden burst of horniness I completely forgot that I was on my lunch break and that I had to get back to work. Urggh I had to wait till four to get my freak on.

Heading back to the office I felt like I was about to explode. Maybe an afternoon of crunching numbers and negotiating deals would allow my mind reprieve of the beautiful woman plaguing every fiber of my being. It had to do or else I would be at my worst.

"Good afternoon Mr. Sullivan, is Ms. Reynolds doing better today" Kathrine looked up from her computer screen and inquired.

If the firm set of my jaw and the thin line that represented my lips weren't telltale signs of my agitation I think that my answer gave it away.

"She's doing fine. Just fine." I answered with enough ice in my voice to give Mt. Everest competition.

Katherine shot me a quizzical look and asked most obvious question- to her at least

"Did you and Ms. Reynolds have an argument? She doesn't want you coming to see her anymore?"

"What? No!" I said a little too quickly. I slowed my speech and replied calmly "Of course not. I'm just a little on edge is all."

It wasn't a lie I was on edge plus; I couldn't very well tell Kathrine that I was having fantasies about Shay who was practically still a stranger to me.

I couldn't understand what was so different about her that made my blood run hot in my veins. I haven't felt this way about someone in nearly two years...

I was suddenly taken back to a time a lot less complex and free. I had just taken over Arthur & Co. for about six months; things were looking up, it was going great with Nathalie, so great that I had a special dinner planned out. My heart stopped with a pang, a wave of pain rolled over me like it was just yesterday that I had seen her smile and heard her laugh. I was dazed momentarily, as I tried to bring my world into focus; by now I was standing in the middle of my office, fresh tears glistened in my eyes.

I took a steadying breath and walked over to my Cherry wood desk, it wasn't overly cluttered but it was similar to a small controlled explosion. My mother always said that she knew when I was busy with work or not, based on the condition of my desk. A wistful smile appeared on my face, I turned on my computer and stared at the screen, it was a photo of Nathalie and I on our anniversary. I didn't have the heart to change it, she meant the world to me. I found myself brushing my fingers across her cheek remembering the warmth; the cold smooth surface of the screen killed the moment reminding me that things were different now. Suddenly all the raging hormones that plagued me for the day vanished and was replaced by a dull ache and a wave of guilt, anger and shame. It was barely a year and I was all over the place with this girl that I just met.

"C'mon Sullivan you can't keep beating yourself up about this." I talked myself down from that ledge and forced myself to start working. I pushed all thoughts of both shay and Nathalie out of my mind and focused on the drawings in front of me.

After a long wait and watching the hands of the clock tick by slowly I was finally able to leave for the day; but I didn't have the heart or spirit to go out. I hoped into my car and drove off.