Chapter 12
Deep, Seated Desires for Revenge
Hillary Beck
“Things are still pretty much a mess,” Jack said, “but I think it will all work out soon. Since this is such a big scandal, they are handling this as their first priority. It has just been a week, but they have already verified most of your cases. You will be expected to appear before a board, and you will be interrogated about each case you have done. It will probably take a few days, but you should be in the clear. Most of the investigative department is already leaning towards you. They have worked with you and they know you are honest.”
“Once this is all dealt with,” Gale said. “I think I will take a vacation. Me and Hillary; we will go somewhere for a month or so, just to relax and try to forget it all.”
“We will be happy again,” I said with a smile. “And we will be together. We will have our firm back, and everything will work out.”
“I will send Mom on a vacation too,” Gale said. “Somewhere she can move on from all this. God knows that she needs it.”
“Now, it’s just a waiting game,” Jack said. “I am going to make a move. I have a meeting with a senator who I believe might be able to pull some strings in your favor.”
“Thanks, Jack,” Gale said. “Honestly, you don’t know how much this means to me.”
“It’s alright, man,” Jack said, giving him a hug. “The public opinion is already in your favor. Things will work out, don’t you worry. Just lie low and answer all the questions they ask.”
Jack walked out of the room, leaving us alone, and the tension between the two of us instantly returned. Lately, Gale and I hadn’t been able to keep our hands off each other. It was all he or I could think about. Whenever we were alone, all I wanted was for him to take me. All I wanted was for him to make me his, and he seemed to feel the same.
We both had waited so long to be with each other, experienced so much hardship and trouble along the way, that now that we were together, we were insatiable. Neither of us wanted anything more than to take the other person, and it was getting harder and harder to resist.
“I have arranged something for you,” I said softly.
“For me?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
I smiled at him, taking his hand in mine and pulling him onto the balcony. I had been working on it all day. It was a small idea of mine to make him a bit relaxed and happy. Neither of us could go out anymore without the press bombing us with questions, and Jack had instructed us to lie low during the investigation. Now that things were working out, I wanted us to celebrate. I had spent the day cooking up a warm meal, some of his favorite things that his mother taught me. And then I had set up fairy lights all over the balcony, decorating the place with flowers and ornaments. On the floor, I had placed a picnic cloth, and on it, I had placed Champagne and two glasses. The food was ready and in the oven. As he walked onto the balcony, I saw his face brighten up.
“You did all this?” he asked, shocked.
“I thought you deserved a break,” I said. “I wanted to take you out, but it seemed a bit difficult, so—”
“I love it,” he said, pulling me in his arms and laying a kiss. “Thank you!”
“Sit down,” I said. “Pour me a glass and I will get our food.”
Five minutes later we were both seated on the floor, enjoying our meal as we snuggled up together and sipped on our drinks. It felt truly magical to be there with him.
“You know, Daniel tried to ruin me,” he said. “He tried to destroy everything. He tried to tear down my career, my reputation, he tried to take me away from the woman I loved. But I think he failed on each count. My career will survive, my reputation has passed through without being damaged, and I have the woman I love. Things might be difficult, but even if the results of this investigation are not in my favor, I am still going to be happy. Because I have you. I have my family and I will continue fighting for justice and for other people. He has failed in what he set out to do. But I just wish I knew why. Why did he do all this? Why would my own best friend break me down like this?”
“I don’t know,” I answered truthfully. “And to be honest, I don’t know how to help you. I don’t know what to say to make you feel better or make this easier for you. But I love you, Gale. And I will always be there for you. Always. I can’t imagine my life without you anymore.”
He looked into my eyes, his face overcome with emotion. “I think you should put that drink down,” he said hoarsely.
“Why?” I asked, surprised.
“Because I am going to make you come again and again, Hillary Beck,” he said, his eyes filled with lust. “I want to make sweet love with you.”
His hands grabbed my waist as he slipped his tongue inside my waiting mouth. He kissed me passionately; our bodies pressed against each other. I slid my hands down over his chest and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. I started to trail kisses down to his neck as my hands traced his skin, feeling the bulging muscles as they rippled at his movements.
“Hillary,” he gasped. “I want you.”
His hands were tracing all over my back, surrounding me, pulling me closer to him. I moaned, my skin tingling at his touch. He picked me up and carried me to the sofa, where he gently laid me down. He stood there, sliding off his shirt as he gazed intently at me. The intensity of his gaze making shivers run down my spine.
He leaned over, pinning my hands above my head. He kissed me, and I softly moaned. My heart raced as I felt his muscles pressing against my body. He started to dot small, soft kisses down my neck; lightly sucking on the skin. He pulled back and started to slide my shirt off and I helped him, not wanting to wait any longer. The moment my shirt came off, Gale threw it away. He returned his attention to kissing me, sucking and licking my skin as he trailed further and further down to my cleavage.
His hand found the hook of my bra, and he carefully unhooked it. He slid it off and threw it down as well, before resuming his ministrations. He gently took my nipple in his mouth, sucking on it softly and lovingly. I moaned as his other hand started to grope and fondle my other breast. He licked my nipples lightly, grazing his teeth on my skin before sucking on them passionately.
