Say Yes, Senator

“Because we wanted to keep it secret, you know. We thought that if we didn’t hide, our relationship would most likely d

amage our careers. So, I’m sorry, but I couldn’t tell you anything. And yes, Carter is… Well not happy for us, but he knows he can’t keep me in a cage. I mean we’ve barely hung out since I moved out here. Maybe this will all change that.”

“But then what about that article? How did they find it out?”

I sighed, a frown settling on my face. “A person who wanted to harm Merritt hacked my phone and sold those photos to that tabloid.”

“Jesus!”

“Don’t worry. The police already found that person, so everything is going to be alright. I’m just sorry that you had to see those photos and find out about Merritt and me in that way…”

“Please, honey, don’t even think like that. I just worry about you. To be hacked! I can’t even imagine. Are you alright? How are you holding up?”

My throat closed up at hearing the worry in her voice. There wasn’t even a bit of reproach in her words, and I wished I could see her and hug her, thankful for her support.

“I’m okay. I’m with Merritt now and we’re going through this together. It’s going to be tough these next few days because of the media, and they are probably going to call you and try to get some info, but just say that you don’t know anything and refuse to give further comments.”

“Of course. They won’t hear anything from me or your father. Did you tell Carter that too? Or I guess he already knows how this works. But what about your job? Is everything alright?”

“Yes. Luckily, the news didn’t have any negative effect on my or Merritt’s job.”

We talked a few minutes more, and she expressed her joy at my relationship with Merritt. She also said that she couldn’t wait to see him again, and I promised to her that Merritt and I would visit them soon. I even promised to drag Carter with us, he was going to murder me for that one.

When we arrived at my apartment, we opened a bottle of wine to celebrate, both of us wearing goofy smiles.

“It’s been a long day, and it’s not even noon,” he said, passing me a glass.

“True. I can only imagine how busy the next few days will be.” I took a sip of my wine and sat next to him on the couch.

“We’re going to go through it all together, so don’t worry about it.”

“I’m not worrying. At least we don’t have to hide anymore.”

“Exactly. Truth be told, I’m happy that our relationship is out in the open, because I was tired of hiding it. I wanted to hold you and show to the world you’re mine so many times, but I couldn’t lift a finger. Now, we don’t have to hide at all.”

“And now I don’t have to see all those beautiful secretaries putting their paws on you.”

His smile was devilish. “Jealous?”

“Very much. It feels good that they all now know you’re mine. So they better not try anything because they will have to deal with me.”

“You’re really feisty, you know that?” He smirked, putting his glass on the coffee table before he took mine and placed it next to his. “I just love that. And you are all mine.”

He leaned in and placed his hands on my waist, his lips landing on my neck. I moaned and pressed my fingers into his shoulders, pulling him closer to me.

“Yes, I’m all yours.”

He moved so that he was above me and pushed me to lie down, his body fully covering me. His lips were rough on mine, his tongue stroking me passionately, and I was all wet and needy for him. His hand moved from my waist to the waistband of my skirt and proceeded underneath it, reaching the edge of my panties.

“Damn. Look at you. Already so wet,” he said when his fingers pushed through my swollen folds and stopped at my entrance. I arched my back when he inserted two fingers into me, his lips tracing my jaw on their way to my ear. “Can you be more perfect?” he whispered and bit my earlobe.

“Ah, Merritt… That’s so good…”

His fingers curled inside of me, stimulating my G-spot, and the pleasure burst through me. I could feel my juices spilling out of me, ruining my panties. He increased his pace, his smile ravishing as he watched my reactions. I thrashed against him, panting heavily, approaching my orgasm. Several thrusts later, I screamed and bucked my hips, one of the most intense orgasms I had ever experienced washing all over me.

He removed his clothes, never taking his eyes off me.

“You’re beautiful,” he said, standing in front of me all naked and gorgeous. I slipped out of my jacket and unzipped my skirt, letting it drop to the ground. The next were my blouse and underwear, ending on the heap of our clothes on the floor.