Page 110 of Tempting the President

When we reached the car, the driver smiled at me in greeting as he opened the door for us. As soon as the door closed, I startedkicking him, again and again, and harder when it only had him laughing.

“Stop it.”

Another hard kick.

He laughed. “Ah,terataki.Don’t you know that you make me want you more this way?” Ignoring my struggles, he pulled me onto his lap, forcing my head back down against his chest. My resistance was half-hearted, and already I could feel my body slowly relaxing against him. Being on Kellion’s lap was my favorite place in the world, but it was also a secret I’d take to the grave with me.

“I’ve made reservations at Mario’s,” Kellion murmured over my head. “I thought we should have dinner first. Is that okay?”

I nodded against his chest. Mario’s was a cozy Italian restaurant a few blocks away from uni. Great ambience, but not too fancy that I’d feel uncomfortable.

“How is it working for Helios so far?”

I answered honestly, “Like...working...for...myself.”

Kellion laughed, and I couldn’t stop myself from smiling a little, too. “That grumpy, huh?”

“Yeah.” But I didn’t really mind. Helios was a good boss, and designing for the club was a lot more interesting than serving drinks at la-di-dah parties.

“And classes? You’ve got a trip coming up next week, right?”

“Uh...huh.” Talking was still hard, but I tried to do it more and more when I was alone with him.

“I’m going with you, of course.”

My eyebrows shot up in surprise.He was?Before I could react to that, he had already moved on to another question. Listening to him, answering him, a part of me was reeling at just how much this man knew about my life.

“My lawyer will be handling all correspondence from your parents,” Kellion was saying. “He’ll let you know if there’s something you should be informed about.”

“Thank...you.” It was a responsibility I was glad to get rid of since most of Dan and Amelie’s letters tended to consist of demands that I do something to get them released from prison.

“Your investment portfolio went up by 3.1%, by the way.” Kellion was one of the few people who knew I had given away most of my earnings to fund additional research on ADHD, leaving myself with just enough to pay for college until graduation. He was also one of the few who didn’t think I was crazy for doing it, one of the few whose first question was notwhyI did it.

“Is...the...profit...enough...for...me...to...buy—-” I paused, going through my mental shopping list for art supplies. “—-new...pens?”

“Depends. How much does it cost?”

“About...$150?”

“You wish,” he said in such a cheerful manner I just had to kick him again. It was hard, since I was on his lap, but I managed. Sometimes, I had a nasty feeling he was praying that I didn’t earn so much from my investments just so he’d have an excuse to buy me stuff.

“Should I buy it for you then?”

I kicked him again. That was my answer.

“So that’s how you want to play it...” As he spoke, I felt Kellion’s fingers moving, my body freezing when I felt him cupping my breast. In a blink of an eye, sexual tension charged the air around us, all of my thoughts centered on where his hand was and what he was touching.

He didn’t say a word, his hand simply resting on my flesh, and even so, it was agonizing, the heat of his touch making me feel faint. Even though the limousine had a shaded partition separating the passenger seats from the driver’s seat, I still couldn’t help feeling like the driver knew what we were doing, and the thought made me shake my head in mortification.

“Kel...lion.” It was supposed to be a protest, but it came out a whimper instead, with his fingers moving again, finding my nipple and tugging ever so gently.

And then he tugged once more, harder this time, and my body jerked.

“It’s your fault.” He raised me up on his lap so he could whisper into my ear while he kept on tugging, making my body jerk, playing with my flesh like it was a violin.

As his wicked fingers continued to wreak havoc, I said, “Sorry. Now...let...me...go.”

“Never.” His voice had lost its seductively teasing tone, and I knew he was saying ‘never’ to a whole new thing.