Chapter 36
Natalie arrived back at the Ambassadors residence by 5pm and bumped right into Mason who was off-duty until 7pm when he, Chase and John would have a final meeting before the dinner/gala, and then theyd be on duty for its duration. He smiled broadly when he saw her.
Hey, darlin, you look so much better since the last time I saw you but then again for a lot of that time you were hanging over a toilet well, I was actually holding you over it if you want to be technical about itthats when you werent lying in bed writhing and moaning but some how that didnt end up being all that Id imagined it would be
Mason winked when he said that and Natalie shook her head, not even remotely embarrassed since she was getting quite used to his sense of humor.
Well, killer migraines are a bit of a libido killer but, seriously, thank you for all your help.
Honestly, Miss Natalie, it was the least I could do and it got a lot easier after we strung you out on Demerol! So, its a gorgeous day out and I have about a half hour or so before I have to get ready and the rest of our group are still out you feel like sitting in the back garden and having a cool beverage with me?
Lead the way
They walked out back and sat on the terrace, helping themselves to some of the soft drinks that had been put out.
So are you feeling better, Natalie?
She gave him an open smile and said, I am much
He looked at her closely and knew she was telling the truth and that she was referring to more than just her migraine the underlying causes of it had eased.
Natalie, I dont want to drag you back down an unhappy path, but, well, I just wanted to tell you that I think the way you handled things with Javier was really something you got some pivotal intel out of him. But I also know that it came at a cost and Im really sorry you had to deal with him at all
Thanks, Mason. It was well, it usually takes me a little time to get over my interactions with him, but Ive bounced back.
It shows, and Im glad. But one other thing and then Ill let it drop when were done with all this I do plan on paying Rocco another visit Id be happy to add whoever it was that hurt you that night the one you told Javier about to the list. Sort of a two-fer
Though she knew that it was unlikely hed actually do anything of the sort, she understood the sentiment under his words, and it meant a lot to her. She said, You know, Ill keep that in mind and let you knowbut I appreciate your offer, truly.
Anything you need, darlin. Anyway did you and John get things squared away?
She couldnt suppress the happiness that tinged her features and added a sparkle to her eyes, Yes were were on the same page
Good. He was really worried about you we all were. But I know he hated what you had to go through the other night
She said quietly, I know hopefully we can keep our interaction with Javier to a minimum, though if it seems like we can get more intel from himI can handle it
Mason just nodded, but hoped with everything in him that she wouldnt have to put that assertion to the test. Javier was like an insidious disease and Natalie was not immune he worried how many times she could fight off his impact.
At that moment John walked out and smiled at both of them. Mason saw the look he and Natalie shared and he could see it had changed there was more behind it. As she had said, the two of them did seem to be on the same page and he couldnt help wondering how much of what they so obviously felt for each other had now been explicitly admitted. They were on dangerous ground, and he was sure they knew that. Yet if what they felt was strong enough that it couldnt be denied even in this crazy situation well, hed just have to hope for the very best for them and do what he could to help. Whatever that could possibly be. He knew that hed never seen John look at anyone the way he did Natalie, and that was all he really needed to know.
Hey, McBain Mason said. Come join us for a quick drink I prevailed upon the kindness of Miss Natalie here since I was at a bit of a loose end and everyone else is still out
John grabbed a Coke and did just that, asking Mason, So, what did you do today?
I took the bus into town, as they call it here meaning the city center and just walked around. Its a great walking city and since the weather is actually cooperating, I figured I might as well take advantage. I also had lunch at a fantastic old pub The Stags Head but while there I learned of the oldest pub in Dublinwait for it its The Brazen Head!
Really? John asked.
Natalie shook her head and laughed at them, Uh, I guess neither of you have ever actually read the menus where I work back home you know, your favorite haunt? If you did youd have realized that the entire story is on the back of it the DC one is named in tribute to the mother ship
Geez, and here I thought I had such amazing info well, it is to my fellow obliviot
John grinned and said, Are you suggesting a pilgrimage?
Mason nodded vigorously and said, I think we HAVE to to be this close and not a sacrilege!
John considered that for a moment and said, Well, we are off tomorrow nightand until we head to the airport the next morning at 10 lets do it
Mason glanced between John and Natalie in a conspiratorial fashion and whispered, That would be a great chance for some of your officially sanctioned flirting
They laughed at him and John asked, Would you be able to ditch Zo?
Natalie smiled evilly and said, Not a problem she wants me to do both of you so she can live vicariously through me, so if I tell her Im sneaking off to hang with you both, bamboo shoots under her nails wouldnt get her to rat me out!
Both men sat back startled at her bold statement and she laughed at them. Close your mouths, guys, you're catching flies and on that note, Ive got to go get ready for tonight I have a big dilemma to grapple with to wear underwear, or not to wear underwear that is the question She winked and left the two men looking after her in befuddlement.
John, youve warped that girl she used to be such a sweet little thing
He shook his head with a smirk and said, Im not exactly sure whos warping whom
Yet I dont see you complaining
John just smiled.
Natalie was in a great mood as she headed to her room and she was kidding about the underwear since her planned outfit was demure enough to allow bra and panties. Since she was freshly showered, aided in her ablutions by an attendant with incredibly talented hands When she felt the quickening of her pulse at that thought she realized she needed to steer her thoughts carefully and forced her mind to contemplate how best to wear her hair. She opted for a loose chignon and took care of wrestling her hair into submission first.
Her outfit was actually two pieces of pale pink duchess satin. The skirt fell straight until the slightest flare starting at the knees. Since it had no slit shed have to walk carefully, and it would likely cause her to sway her hips a bit more not bad for the whole flirting thing. The top looked like a mens vest that had a standing collar, and buttons that looked like diamond studs. She put her real diamond studs in her ears and kept the necklace that John had given her resting in the V-neck of her top it looked perfect there and she felt her heart flutter under it. This was one of if not THE most meaningful presents shed ever received. His words this afternoon, and the way hed looked at her and touched her told her so mucheverything, really. But knowing that before hed finally admitted what he felt hed still wanted to buy this for her warmed every part of her heart. She was just finishing up her make-up when there was a knock at the door and she opened it to find Zo standing there looking beautiful in a pale yellow silk halter gown that fell in a straight column to the floor.
Natalie you look great!
You, too, Zo! she said as the younger girl came in her room.
I am SO glad your headache is gone you look completely restored hmmmm, any secret agent able to give you some TLC?
Natalie blushed and Zo clapped her hands. I was hoping you might recover early enough to get some fresh air man, are you guys going to try to do it on every continent? With this tour youd almost be able to
Zo
Lord, Natalie, if you get this embarrassed talking about it are you actually purple when hes, well, you know
ZOE! Natalie squealed, but she was shaking her head and laughing all the while.
Im telling you, you should borrow one of my dungeon books
Uh, no thanksbut
Yes. well?
Natalie figured she might as well get her on board for tomorrow night. A little birdie told me that John and Mason are spending their night off in a certain local pub and if you could spare me
Consider yourself spared Ill pretend were having a slumber party and cover for you
Natalie pulled Zo into a genuine hug she really liked her so much and hoped when the time came something could be salvaged of their relationship.
The two girls headed downstairs, accompanied by Stinson and Murphy. While Stinson was still in her normal dowdy black number, Murphy had branched out a bit and it suited her. She had on a simply styled cornflower blue dress that set off her skin and eyes beautifully. Perhaps she wanted to try a little harder in the land of her ancestors John and Mason were waiting downstairs and guided them to the waiting cars that would take them the short distance in the park to this evenings venue. The dinner was a formal affair but things definitely loosened up when the party began and a lot more guests arrived.
Across the room Natalie noticed that Mason was talking with Angela, and she smiled thinking that she looked so pretty and that Mason looked happy.
Indeed, Mason was. Angela had walked toward him wearing a deep red dress that was styled simply almost like a classic tank but her lithe, tall dancers frame carried it off perfectly. Her chin length bob was a shiny deep brown and her olive skin glowed with health. Mason had felt his pulse speed up a bit but smiled calmly as she approached, not wanting to seem like a nervous schoolboy.
Now they were enjoying a casual chat while John stood an extra foot away to give them a little privacy though both men were as alert and attentive to their jobs as ever. It was talent theyd perfected over the years mothers with eyes in the backs of their heads had nothing on a top-notch Secret Service Agent.
Eventually Angela had moved along and Natalie drifted over in their direction to say a quick hello and of course to flirt. It was her job, after all, she mentally defended herself. But truly, she just needed to be near John for a moment.
Both men grinned as she made her way to them. Deciding to take things a little over the top she was supposed to be obvious she opted to pull the fake trip routine virtually tossing herself in Johns arms when she got within two feet of him. He, of course, caught her to him, not fully stifling his laugh while a huge grin split Masons face.
Oops! Im so sorry, John the combination of these heels and this tight skirt have turned me into a bit of a clutz she said in a breathy voice.
John whispered against her ear but Mason could hear Who are you channeling with that voice, Marilyn Monroe?
She pretended to be mad when she said, No! Ginger on Gilligans Island.
John seemed in no hurry to stand her upright, and his hand had actually ended up under her vest, directly on her back and when he moved his fingers a bit she closed her eyes for a second, while a slight tremor ran through her earning a smile from John.
Mason gave them a warning, Guyssss under his breath and John finally stood her away from him. Natalie talked with them for a little bit longer, then told them she had to go find Zo, and as she was saying good-bye John reached out and fingered her necklace and winked, then let her leave.
Angela had observed this from across the room, not without some amusement. Shed heard the rumors about Natalie clearly having a crush on John and engaging in open flirting shed seen it in action herself, including just now. Yet something struck her as just slightly off. Maybe it was a lot of teeny things that added up to a little thing but something nonetheless. Having met Natalie, albeit briefly, though she certainly looked like a 19 year old co-ed there was an air of maturity about her that seemed to go beyond that notwithstanding the fact that shed literally just tossed herself into Johns arms. But she was beginning to think that John was not simply a gracious bystander. The way hed just fingered her necklace was a very intimate gesture, and she just had a hard time believing hed let himself succumb to the wiles of a fawning teen, no matter how attractive she was. Angela knew what it took to get to the position John and Mason had and it surprised her to think hed risk it for what could only be a summer fling. Nothing in his history suggested that possibility. Finally, there was the way Natalie had rescued Zo. It had been such a risky yet cool-headed thing to do what had ingrained that in her so deeply? Angela mentally shrugged because in the end it wasnt any of her business plus she herself had always been viewed in some ways as older and more mature than her chronological age, yet she could be as goofy as the next girl.
Angela went to grab a drink and noticed a stack of glossy magazines on Ireland it seemed to be the newest addition of a Tourist Board publication. She saw horses on the cover and was drawn to it she had been an avid equestrienne since she was a young girl. As she flipped to the main article she saw it was on the upcoming Failte Ireland Dublin Horse Show one of the biggest such events in the world. Ireland had a long history in the horse trade in fact some of the wealthiest sheiks from the Middle East had bought horses therepity the show wasnt until August, she thought. She was glancing at a number of photos of the rich and famous whod purchased Irish-raised thoroughbreds and saw a feature on Asa Buchanan, whod attended last years event. He was talking about his granddaughters and the fact that hed bought them horses and they showed a picture of the twins, which made Angela shake her head. No one would think of them as twins clearly they must be fraternal since one was a classic blonde and the other a fiery redhead. Her spine started to tingle when she looked more closely at the picture she was looking at Natalie Maxwell who was actually a 24-year-old Buchanan heiress. At that moment it all fell into place for Angela shed always had an agile mind. She knew that Natalie must be undercover as an additional asset to help guard Zo.
It all made perfect sense and she had to hand it to Natalie since she was doing an amazing job. It was clear only a handful of people even knew not even most of the other Secret Service Agents, and certainly not Zo. But if anyone saw this picture As unobtrusively as she could she slid the stack of magazines off the bar, but also noted that they were deployed elsewhere throughout the room. Knowing she couldnt contain this situation on her own, she made a beeline for Mason.
Hey, Angela Mason said when he saw her approaching again, but his demeanor changed when he saw her face. Whats wrong?
Angela moved further off to the side and he followed. Out of the line of sight she opened the magazine to the relevant page and watched Masons expression change as realization dawned. Shit!
I grabbed a stack of these off the bar, but there are others spread around Ill start removing as many of them as I can, but I think it needs to happen as quickly as possible and as quietly
Mason nodded and Angela got to work while he went to tell John and Chase who both had the same reaction. Soon the three men were also carefully snatching them up and then had a quick de-brief in the hall.
Chase said, OK, these just came out today any time we see them grab them Natalie is keeping a pretty low profile here, and well be gone in a little more than 24 hours Its a small picture hopefully wont capture a lot of attention. Lets all keep our eyes wide open for anyone looking at her strangely. I dont want to alert her now, but John later tonight, after the gala, find a way to let her know. She needs to be on guard. Since its a local tourist piece we should be OK once were out of Ireland and its a damn good thing well be long gone by the time the actual show takes place And Mason you need to read Angela in but make sure she knows how important it is she keeps this to herself
I dont think that will be a problem based upon how she handled this. We owe her.
Agreed.
The rest of the evening went uneventfully, though a previously empty cupboard was full of the glossies by the end of the night. Angela had even rooted some of them out of the ladies room. By the time Mason told her the full story shed already figured it out and pledged to do all she could to help maintain the cover.
Chapter 37
Natalie enjoyed the rest of the evening, hanging with Zo, dancing, meeting some great Irish peoplebut she kept her distance from John because he and Mason and Chase, even looked pretty serious all of a sudden. She was sure if it was a huge issue they would already have begun to remove the President and First Family, so she opted not to worry about it. When she got back to her room she decided to take a quick shower to relax her for a good nights sleep, and to rid herself of the slight sheen of perspiration a spirited round of the Chicken Dance had left her with.
She reached for her nightgown but then decided to slide between the cool sheets totally naked. It wasnt like anyone was going to see her touch her OK, Buchanan, stop that line of thinking! She thought to herself. Since shed commenced her relationship with John shed become so much more aware of her body and she welcomed the feel of the air and then the cool cotton on her skin though a pale comparison for what it felt like when John touched her when she felt his hot skinDamn it! She really just had to stop. She was becoming a total sensualist, perhaps teetering on the brink of becoming a hedonistic sex addict but only for John She rolled over and punched one of her pillows, flopping onto her stomach and trying to turn off her mind so she could get some sleep perchance to dream of John
It was just after midnight when Natalie did win her battle and fell asleep, rolling onto her back as she did so. Thirty minutes later John dressed in sweat pants and sweat shirt snuck into her room. He walked over to her bed and sat carefully beside her and brought his hands to her upper arms saying quietly, Natalie Natalie
He saw a soft smile play at her lips and then with her eyes still shut she whispered, John He smiled, too, but before he could do anything or say another word her arms had snaked around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. He hesitated for all of a half second and then he snaked his own arms underneath her and used the pressure of his mouth to open hers to him, to the exploration of his tongue. Her mouth was totally pliant and she sighed into his, working her hands through his hair. Then he felt her stiffen and she pulled back, finally opening her eyes.
Youre really here?
He chuckled, Its really me
Im not dreaming?
Not anymore, though I cant say what you were up to before I came in here
What are you doing here?
I have to update you on somethingare you naked?! Hed finally really looked at her and she was all glowing paleness in the moonlight, and the sheet dipped low enough that it seemed unlikely any nightwear would be even lower.
What? Oh well, yes, actually but what do you have to tell me?
John was finding it hard to focus, Do you always sleep naked? I mean, you told me you did that night in your dorm room, but I wasnt sure if that was true...
She blushed a bit and said, No not always, its just nevermind, you said you had to update me
Right Angela was leafing through the new tourist magazine, and it has a big spread on the upcoming horse show. Your grandfather was here last year to buy horses for you and your sister and theres a small picture of the two of you.
Natalies eyes widened, Shit!
Exactly. Anyway, we gathered them all up, and if you keep a low profile during the next 24 hours, I think well be OK But you need to be on alert. If you think anyone is looking at you funny asking strange questions anything that raises a red flag take it seriously
OK OK wow. Of all things to come flying out of the woodwork
I know I suppose it was always a risk given your family
Yeah, but Ive tried to stay out of the limelight as much as possible.
John nodded and moved to a more important subject. So, Natalie am I to understand that when I came in here you were naked in bed dreaming about me? He asked this in a very low voice as his fingers began to caress her upper arms.
Her sharp intake of breath brought a smile to his face which she only had one second to see because then his head was descending and she felt his mouth on the sensitive spot where her clavicle joined her shoulder. He deposited an open-mouthed kiss and then whispered against her skin, Well, Natalie?
She could not get her brain to engage to form words that could pass through her lips but her burgeoning sensualist personality let out a moan when his hot mouth moved to her neck.
John was, of course, enjoying her reaction. He was also experiencing one of his own and was glad he was in loose sweats and not pressing against a zipper. He knew he should probably stop. He also was sure he wouldnt. In fact, hed pretty much decided that the moment he headed to her room evidenced by the fact that hed taken the extra second to lock her door after hed entered. He pulled back and looked at her until she opened her eyes, in which he could see her desire.
Natalie will you invite me into your bed Id love to see if I can make reality better than your dream
Yes was all she could manage, and then John pulled her into a kiss that was the stuff of fantasy, not mere dreams. She wrapped her arms around him and became incredibly aware that her sheet had dropped when she felt her hard nipples meet the rough cotton of his sweatshirt. She moaned and then whispered against his mouth, You have too many clothes on
In fact, he had just the sweats, and in short order hed stood and pulled them off. Then he reached down and yanked the sheet completely away from Natalie and onto the floor so he could see her in the light of the full moon. Natalie saw him silhouetted in that same moonlight and she trembled at the sight, the ache between her legs releasing a flood of arousal she no longer felt a frisson of fear at the sight of him but it still made her heart thunder in her chest and her mouth run dry apparently all moisture was required elsewhere.
Natalie was unaware that her body had moved slowly, sensually, as if buffeted by a gentle wave, but John saw it the slight quiver of her form on the bed that caused her to lean back that spread her legs slightly at the sight of him. His own throat was dry and his manhood throbbed, telling him how much it wanted to find its home between those legs as if every part of him didnt already know.
Moving with purpose John slid onto the bed and up against Natalie until they were on their sides, face to face, their arms slipping around each other, their eyes locking. Natalie could feel Johns hardness pressing into the slight curve of her that covered her pelvic bone and it was torture since she needed his touch closer deeper Seemingly of its own volition her right leg lifted and snaked around his left hip, drawing him so much closer to where she craved him. A gasp was in the midst of escaping her when Johns mouth crashed onto hers and caught it, driving it back down her own throat with his tongue. Her mouth opened so wide for him she could feel the strain in her jaw muscles until they yielded completely.
Perhaps he began to push first maybe she began to fall backward first maybe it was an act totally synchronized by their matching desires but before it consciously registered for either of them Natalie was flat on her back, her legs bent and spread fully for Johns wide hips, and he had entered her up to the hilt. Their mouths sprang apart as if in surprise but had to surrender each other anyway to emit the moans spurred when he speared her womb with his engorged tip.
Natalies neck bowed as she half-sighed, half-moaned, John and then he was sucking on her neck as he began to thrust in and out of her. His mouth took heated possession of hers to keep her sounds from spilling into the air to keep his sounds buried as deeply within her as his manhood that was driving the sounds from both of them
Natalie could feel the slick evidence of her own arousal trickle down between the cheeks of her ass as it was expelled by the early contractions of her heated flesh each time she squeezed around Johns indescribably hard, searing presence. She knew it wouldnt be long until her body began to clutch desperately around his, begging for what it needed so that the profound ache that was building could be quenched by the molten rush that would surge through every part of her. She had to get there, and soon, before her hammering, fluttering heart could no longer stand the almost torturous pressure of her desire which was intensified with each powerful stroke. He would be both the instrument of her delicious torture and her salvation, and the most primal part of her understood this paradox that she needed more of the very thing she feared could destroy her. Driven by that instinct she dug her heels into the bed and moved her hands down to grab onto his ass, and in short order shed perfected the rhythm and force that would drive him even harder and more completely inside her so that her core-deep need could be obliterated.
Every part of John knew that Natalie had become pure need and desire he could sense it in the heat of her skin, the increasingly desperate movement of her mouth, her sounds, her smell, and the almost painfully tight way her body sheathed him. Her heated essence was drenching him as he continued to reclaim her body over and over, his own breathing the definition of erratic as he continued to plunder her mouth. He was quickly following her down that path, fighting to govern the power of his movements and not completely give into the baser instincts exhorting him to split her in two Lord, she did things to him pushed him to a place hed never been she swamped his control and triggered his animal instincts.
Maybe it was the fact that it was that dangerous, murky period between night and day maybe it was the moonlight the inherent danger of what they were doing given where they were doing it but there was no holding back as they slammed into each other. When John felt Natalies hands on his ass and the more forceful thrusts of her own hips he was helpless against her raging need and he immediately responded. His survival instinct took over, deciding to end this before it ended him. He tore his mouth from hers and buried it against her neck, his teeth nipping at her skin, while his hands grabbed onto her ass roughly, hauling her against him, separating her cheeks almost painfully. Then, he would not yield her body back to her. He fought against her desire to thrust her hips, stilling that motion so she would remain impaled on him while he ground harder inside her as if he could break through some final barrier to an even deeper place. She was now panting against his neck, incapable of any other sound.
When John stilled her movements and deepened her impalement Natalie felt everything in her seize for a moment and a bright light flare behind her eyes but it wasnt light it was pure, unadulterated energy that suddenly erupted in every part of her at once in a climax that would surely leave her scorched and pulverized. She buried her face and her scream in Johns neck, throwing her arms around his middle as her entire body pulsated. Johns own almost-violent orgasm was only a half-second behind. When her walls took him in their now convulsive-grip he felt himself give way, and he used his final bit of strength to drive that one hairsbreadth deeper before pouring into her, each shudder of his body propelling more out of him.
John was vaguely aware of Natalie quaking and gasping against him. He felt on the verge of passing out and he feared hed crush and smother her, so he rolled onto his back, dragging her with until she was lying on top of him. Their upper bodies were tightly aligned though her legs draped on either side of his hips to accommodate the fact that he still had hold of her body neither had the energy or inclination to decouple as they trembled their way to recovery. They stayed that way for a long while as their breathing pulled back from the borderline of hyper-ventilation and their hearts were no longer rivaling those of hummingbirds. John had begun to softly move his fingers up and down Natalies back and he felt her sink into him with a sigh.
As Johns brain began to re-engage it registered faint surprise at what had just happened. He had walked in here knowing hed be with Natalie, but for some reason had assumed that this time would be a gentle, loving, easy interlude. Instead theyd done battle, pushing each others boundaries with a ferocity that stirred his blood to think about. He needed and wanted both with her and crazily enough, sometimes at the exact same moment. Natalies thoughts were tracking along similar lines. She was blown away by what he brought out in her. It was like he flipped a switch or ripped her control panel out entirely and she turned into a ravenous animal that in turn wanted to be ravaged by him.
Finally John rolled them onto their sides, his body slipping out of hers, so they could look at each other and he saw the same bemused, shell-shocked expression on her face. He smirked and said, I didnt come in here to do that at least not in that way
She smiled back and said, No?
He shook his head and said, No dont get me wrong I was hoping to end up in your bed, but didnt expect it to be so explosive this time He rubbed her face as he said this and she pressed her cheek against the warmth of his hand. Then she said softly, It is so different each time but the the important things feel the same and its all mind-blowing even if half the time Im sure Im going to die
He laughed softly when she said that and said, Well said Ive been pretty sure I was toast myself a few times you bring out such a such a collision of feelings in me Ive always been known for my control and I have exactly none when it comes to you
Well, you might have noticed that Im not what one would call contained and controlled with you either
Oh, Ive noticedyou are right about that - youve turned into a wanton demanding vixen thats sucking me dry.
He could tell she was flustered by his words and she stammered for a second before she asked, Well is that a bad thing?
He smiled broadly at her and responded huskily, Not at all and I have to say that one of the things I love most about you is that you are that way one minute and then you are embarrassed and blushing the next because you ARE blushing, Natalie, arent you?
I refuse to answer
He pulled her to him and delivered a deep kiss, then pulled back and whispered, You know theres blushing and then theres flushing I love how you blush when youre embarrassed, but thats nothing compared to what its like to see your entire body flush as I make love to you I can feel it not just see it I need to feel it again before I go back to my room
He could see Natalie hold her breath for a second and then she pulled his head down to hers to initiate a kiss. He gathered her closer and then rolled her under him. As before she immediately opened to him but this time they found that gentle, patient rhythm that brought pleasure and release without an urgent fear of death. It was the difference between a sigh and a scream a caress and a clench soothing warmth and searing flames and release versus decimation.
It was 4am when John finally left Natalies bed with a tender kiss, exhaustion and satisfaction making both of their limbs heavy. He said softly, Some day and I hope soon Im going to be able to hold you all night wake up with you I love you, sweetheart
Natalie gave him the biggest smile she could muster and said, I love you, too and you know
Thats why I said it now sleep maybe dream a little He kissed her cheek and knew shed already drifted off before he reached her door.
Chapter 38
Natalie got up four hours later, feeling an interesting blend of tired and sated and fundamentally relaxed. As she stretched she felt the residual effects of Johns touch all over and within her body and it flushed in recollection. He made her lose her mind, or at least turn it completely off, and already she was wondering when theyd have the chance to be together again. She was assuming sometime during their 3-day stay in London, but Chase called the shots on most of their interludes. Then again, they would be hanging out together and flirting at The Brazen Head. It would be the worst kind of tease, but better than cold turkey. Just being with him was a lot.
While President Caldwell met with a variety of government officials, The First Lady, Zo, and Natalie escorted by Stinson, Murphy, Mason and John took a quick day trip to Kilkenny and then to Waterford where they toured the Crystal factory. She and John kept an appropriate distance though she felt his eyes on her a number of times and when she met them she knew he was remembering, too.
Finally they made it back to the Ambassadors Residence and while the President and First Lady were dining out, Zo and Natalie were spending a quiet night at home, planning on eating their dinner on trays in Zos room. Of course soon after that Natalie was going to return to her own room, ostensibly for the night, and then sneak out to meet up with John and Mason.
Zo was incredibly excited about all this. Over dinner with her security detail in the sitting area attached to her bedroom she spoke quietly but intensely with Natalie about things she found incredibly important.
OK, Natalie what are you wearing whatever you choose it will be easy access, right?
Natalie groaned, Zo
Maybe you should ditch your panties altogether
Zo you really are nuts. I was actually thinking of jeans and a sweater. Simple
But not easy
The two girls giggled then because their conversation had clearly become flat-out silly. Still, when Natalie was back in her room to get ready she found herself wrestling with what to wear. Half-embarrassed and half-excited she pulled on a navy silk skirt that fell somewhat loosely to, and floated around, her mid-thighs. She paired it with a simple white t-shirt that came just below the skirts waistband when she wore it un-tucked. Finally she slid navy leather mules with a 2-inch heel on her feet. Of course, she wore her necklace. And her hair down since she loved the feeling of John shoving his hands through it. She realized how much she geared her actions and decisions around him now more particularly his touch and opportunities for him to do so and she also realized she was totally fine with that. She had no trouble slipping out since she was not one of the carefully-watched in the household. Soon she was sliding into a taxi shed called ahead for and it didnt take long for it to pull up in front of the pub. It was already 9pm, and she knew John and Mason would most certainly be there by now.
Natalie walked into The Brazen Head and was immediately struck by how crowded it was. Thankfully the guys were sitting pretty close to the entrance and they flagged her down. John stood and pulled her into a quick hug, kissing her with decent thoroughness, then he ushered her into a chair between he and Mason.
Hey, darlin you made it
Yes and wow this place is busy
Sure is. In fact, Im going to flag a waitress down real quick so we can get you a drink and Im sure me and John will be ready for a refill by the time she gets back
John reached out to smooth Natalies hair back and asked softly, Are you as tired as I am?
Whats that saying you can sleep when youre dead?
He smiled then and said with deadly purr, Why are you sitting so far away? Come sit on my lap, Natalie
She tried to steady her breath so her voice would seem so. Is that allowed?
Do you see anyone here looking like theyre going to report us? Plus Im pretty sure itd fall under the heading of flirting you do remember flirting, dont you?
I remember flirting
Then be a good girl and come sit on my lap
She smiled and got up to do so and he pulled her down so that she was sitting across his legs. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders while his went around her waist. He kissed her again and then they pulled apart and Natalie looked at him with a playful look of faux-sadness.
Oh John, Im not sure if I can flirt with you anymore
That he wasnt expecting, but he played along, Oh? And why is that, Natalie?
Theres someone else
Someone else?! He wasnt sure what she was getting at because it was clear from her tone not to mention the way her arms continued to wind around him that she was teasing.
Yes you see last night I was visited by this incredible dream lover and Im not sure that anyone else could ever and I mean ever measure up
He grinned broadly as he said, Oh, I think I can measure up, Natalie And his body underneath her bottom was making quite an assertion in that regard. His head was bending down to kiss her but Masons exasperated half-groan of surprise caught them up short.
No. Please tell me you did not would not could not sneak into Natalies room just a few doors down from the President himself so you could schtup!
They turned to him in surprise, seeing that there was humor along with disbelief on his face, and Natalie said, Thats a rather indelicate way to put it
Darlin something tells me there was very little delicate about what you two were doing to each other, which begs the question: have you lost your ever-lovin minds?!
John said somewhat defensively, You heard Chase tell me to make sure I got caught up with Natalie as soon as possible to tell her about that picture which clearly meant privately. And the only option
The operative phrase being caught up WITH not caught up IN unless of course you encoded the intel on the head of your penis, for example.
Natalie had been taking a healthy gulp of her drink a hard cider when Mason spit that little gem out and she sucked some down her windpipe and began to cough.
Jesus, Mason, John said as he rubbed Natalies back, trying to help soothe her coughing spasm Are you trying to kill her?
Uh, no apparently thats your job, and you both are clearly trying to make my heart seize in my chest and drive me to an early grave. He smiled when he said that, though, he couldnt help it, and then he sat back down. The two men eyed each other as they took a drink from their pints and then grinned, while Natalie was finally regaining herself. She remembered that she was still sitting on Johns lap and started to get up when Mason said, Oh, dont move on my account here, tonight, youre supposed to be doing that Im not going to even try to rein you in. But if you guys forget yourselves and get hauled in for public indecency, youre on your own
Natalie shifted so she was facing front and in a move entirely reminiscent of Calgary John positioned her legs so they were draped on either side of his, which were spread somewhat open. She managed to show no reaction, but something about it heated her blood. Even as John held his pint in one hand, the other remained on Natalies back, mostly just resting there, but occasionally it would move gently as if to remind her of its presence.
Mason Natalie said very quietly, the ambient noise and music playing shielding their privacy. It was really something the way Angela dove in and took care of things last night I guess she knows the whole story?
She possibly saved our asses and, yes, she knows the story well 95% of it.?
Meaning?
Her official understanding is that you two are faking an affair.
Oh.
By the time the night is over, well have to see if she believes that.
John broke in, Tonight?
Shell be here any minute I figured I needed to bring a friend of my own so I didnt feel like an invisible third wheel and now that she knows At that, Mason glanced up and saw that Angela had, in fact, come in. He noticed she was looking curiously at two Irish-looking young men who were unaware of her scrutiny in fact, Mason was sure theyd been watching their table since their eyes quickly darted away when Masons turned in their direction. He pretended not to give them a second thought when he raised a hand to wave at Angela. She waved back and began to make her way towards them.
When she got to the table Mason stood to greet her and pulled Natalies former chair out for her. She greeted John and Natalie in a friendly fashion, seeming to have no reaction to her seating arrangement.
Natalie said softly, Angela thank you thanks for what you did
She smiled genuinely and said, Im just glad I noticed it and could help you are doing such an amazing job it would be terrible if something like that derailed things.
Well, thanks for that. Its been a bit of a crazy ride
I can only imagine. She shifted gears a bit and glanced at them all before saying quietly, Dont look or anything, but when I walked in I was standing behind some guys over by the entrance and I could swear they were talking about you two looking in this direction
Mason chimed in, I think so, too when I looked up and saw you theyd definitely been watching our table
John said, Interesting did it seem like they recognized Natalie?
They definitely knew you guys were Americans, but I also got the impression that they knew you were Secret Service at least you and Mason. I heard the words detail and daughters friend.
So, it seemed like if they knew who we were, they were also buying our cover he gestured to Natalie when he said that.
It seemed so Angela said, and she thought to herself it wouldnt be hard to buy since it seemed like it was anything but fake at this point.
Mason said, Well, heres a perfect chance for you to reinforce your cover, and then we can see if you continue to hold their attention if they follow you like those others in Calgary. I think its time you two go slink off to a dark corner somewhereeven out to the beer garden
John responded, Probably not a bad idea and it would appear to make total sense with Angelas arrival giving us all a little privacy
Mason nodded and John began to stand, sliding Natalie off his lap. They grabbed their drinks in one hand while their others clasped together and they walked away. John led her to the smaller room in the middle of the building it held the bar and was the original part of the pub, with low-beamed ceilings and a large fireplace. It was quieter and they stopped by the far end of the bar. John eased Natalie backwards against the wall and without a moments delay dipped his head to claim her mouth which was already opening for him.
Back at the table, Mason had wrangled a drink for Angela and they sat quietly for a moment until he said, Im really glad you came.
She smiled at him and said, Me too. Thanks for asking me.
So, uh, I saw the way you were looking at John and Natalie you arent buying their act?
She smiled and said, Depends on which act youre talking about.
Mason returned her smile and said, And what does that mean? though he was pretty sure he knew.
I think that the part thats supposed to be real is fake and the part thats supposed to be fake is realIt may not have started out that way, but I think they are a real couple pretending to be a fake couple thats pretending to be a real coupleI think their fake affair is real
You really are a very astute observer, Miss Mauro
I guess it goes with the territory. When youre in the State Department you always have to look for subtle clues so often you cant rely on words or language
Good points. Anything youre picking up from me right now? All of a sudden Mason had gotten a lot closer.
She felt her face grow a bit hot, though thankfully she was not the type to blush much. I sense that maybe maybe you want to kiss me. And if youre good at your job, youll know that Im going to kiss you back
Mason moved his hand to the back of Angelas head and drew her to him and they shared their first kiss which stoked the definite spark between them. Her mouth opened under his and their tongues met briefly, but enough to fully communicate their mutual attraction. Then he pulled back they were in a public place after all.
They smiled at each other then kissed again, this time a little more deeply, and Mason rationalized it that the public place was a pub, not church or a library.
Angela whispered, Is there more than one dark corner in this place? and Mason was now grinning ear-to-ear.
Oh, Im sure there is We need to stay here just a bit longer to see what those interested parties do If Im right they are soon going to follow John and Natalie then well follow them. And then well have to act as if were simply a couple trying to find our own privacy though well also keep an eye on the situation
Oooh, like an undercover mission this is exciting. I think Im starting to understand why everything flip-flopped for John and Natalie
I think we need a few more practice rounds He kissed her again and this time her arms wound around his extra-large shoulders.
Meanwhile, John had pretty much pinned Natalie against the wall in a relatively dark corner to the side of the bar. Their kisses had grown heated, their drinks long-since discarded on the bar so their hands could roam each others bodies. Johns had moved to the backs of Natalies thighs, just below her ass, but he apparently wanted to torture her and not move then any higher or where she was dying for them to journey.
Their mouths parted so they could gulp in some air and John said softly against her mouth, while his fingertips traced circles on her legs, Did you wear this skirt for me, Natalie? As an invitation? What exactly are you inviting me to do?
She shivered a bit, but not because she was cold, and asked in return, What do you want to do, John? while her own hands moved down to rest on his.
He managed to hold back his smile as he moved in for the kill, Id love to revisit the places we took each other this morning in your bed remember how deep inside you I was? Would you like me to be there now, Natalie? Can you still feel me?
Natalies hands seized around his and he smiled against her lips just before he re-took them in a searing blend of lips and tongue. Still he kept his hands where they were and she moaned in aroused frustration as his mouth made her legs turn to rubber. She banded her own arms around his waist to support herself, and also ground against his rock-hard erection earning a groan from him. It was her turn to pull back and smile.
I remember what it felt like, Johnlike youre still there right now do you remember how hot you made me how wet how tight I was around you? It felt like I was it felt like you filled every part of me like my body would have split in two if youd needed any more room If anyone had told Natalie just three months ago that such words would ever be said by her to a man, shed have died of mortification. But now, she couldnt help herself. Shed fight fire with fire every step of the way.
Johns hands grabbed onto her ass, hard, as he ground her into him and took back her mouth so his tongue could plunder it. When they finally parted they were gasping for breath and John rasped, Lets go outside
He took her hand to lead her back through the larger room from which theyd come. When he glanced over at the table he stopped for a moment and smirked. Natalie followed his gaze and grinned as well, since Mason and Angela were locked in a pretty serious kiss.
Hmmm Natalie said.
Exactly.
At that moment Mason and Angela parted and noticed them, sheepish looks spreading across both their faces. Then John waved a hand in brief salute and continued to drag Natalie outside. As they did he made a point not to even glance at the two men whod been observing them, but Mason and Angela saw that the two were still very interested in John and Natalie.
In short order John had located a truly dark corner, far away from most of the light. It had only a bench placed up against the stone wall, but that suited their purposes. In unspoken agreement John sat on it and Natalie immediately straddled him.
Same bold move as Calgary I like it. he said as his hands rested on her hips.
But this is so much different better than Calgary, John. she said soflty.
Oh? How so?
Because this time Im not trying to deny what youre doing to me and I dont care if you try to find out yourself As she said that she ground down onto him and they both let out a sharp breath. I may already be leaving a mark on your pants, John
Her words alone were going to kill him tonight the images they conjured up. He was the one normally toying with her that way, but she was definitely turning the tables. He had to shut that seductive mouth up for a while and with unerring precision he took possession of it inducing her to wind her arms around his neck while her hips rocked against him. She felt a flood of wetness between her legs and she tore her mouth away and said on a shaky breath, Im not sure this is going to help protect your pants
What if you poured onto my hand instead, sweetheart?
A profound shudder went through her as she heard those words and contemplated their meaning, then she thought her heart would jump out of her throat along with the moan that was ripped from her when two fingers from his right hand pushed her panties aside and entered her with anything but gentleness. Of course John was a plan-ahead type of guy so hed already taken over her mouth again to muffle her response, though he felt it vibrate down his spine and directly into his groin. As his fingers continued to fuck her, his tongue collided with hers and when she began to ride his hand in earnest he felt an aching tightness squeeze his balls and erection he realized he was becoming perilously close to losing it in his pants.
He surrendered her mouth and she buried it in the crook of his neck gasping, John and he moved his left hand to her hip to try to still her for a moment so he might have a snowballs chance in hell of collecting himself.
Natalie he could barely croak out, We have to stop slow down a second Im about to lose it
Then cum in me
His penis seized, Natalie, we CANT!
Why not? She asked almost desperately against his neck. No one can see no ones even around
Even as he was saying We cant again the conviction of his words was diminishing and, God help him, he was actually analyzing the situation with intent. They were practically invisible, just two dark shapes, and were far away from the handful of people circled around a few tables. Still, he felt he needed to go through the pantomime of strength, at least a bit longer.
Natalie
John! I want you As she said this her hands had moved to the button of his jeans. When he made a token gesture at stilling her hands she moved one down to cup him. I can feel how much you want me please
He was now officially done fighting. He removed his fingers from her so he could open his jeans wide and he reached in to shove the band of his boxers down low enough so that his surging manhood could spring free. His left hand pushed Natalies panties roughly aside while his right positioned the head of his penis at her opening, causing her to quake. Is this what you want, sweetheart? Do you want me to fuck you cum inside you? As John was saying these words he could feel his control slipping even further. Even so, there was a single brain cell functioning and it was if he was having an out-of-body experience, watching himself do something almost unfathomable, yet completely incapable of intervention.
Do it!
With his tip secured in a torturous fashion just inside her opening he moved both hands to her hips. He rasped, Take my mouth, Natalie and she fell forward to claim his mouth in a deep kiss as his hands plunged her down onto him. He felt her back arch violently at his invasion, her scream singeing his vocal chords as his own guttural moan fought back. He slid her up and down on him a few times to experience the heart-stopping friction, but there was no time for that now. She was already contracting around him and their bodies and this situation compelled a fast resolution. Therefore he yanked her back down hard onto his lap to fully embed himself, then used his hands on her hips to rock and grind her against him. All the while their mouths remained fused. After a full minute of this erotic bump and grind they exploded together, wrapping their arms around each other almost desperately in an attempt to remain upright. When he was sure every last whimper and moan had been secured in each others mouths, he finally ended their kiss and their now simply-gasping mouths rested against each other Natalies in Johns shoulder, his in her neck.
Jesus, Natalie!
I know I know I cant help it I cant be this close
and not want you have you he finished for her.
He glanced around and saw that no one was paying them any extra attention, suggesting the exact nature of their activities had not been known. He did note, however, that Angela and Mason were now at a table out here, sharing their own kiss which looked significantly more heated and passionate than the one theyd shared inside. In addition, their two other friends were at another table.
John carefully moved Natalie off him and helped her slide onto the bench beside him. He handed her drink to her from where hed perched it at the end of the bench and took a big swig of his own. We need to recover for a minute and then re-join Angela and Mason.
OK she said, still shaky still trembling.
John put an arm around her and drew her close against him. He whispered, As exciting as all this is, I could go for some normal in a big way
She chuckled and said, And what would normal look like?
My bed my house you in it all night long not having to rush, or worry about anyone finding out not having to hold back a single sound
Normal would be fantastic
Well get thereIm not sure exactly when or how, but we will. I want to take you home, Natalie.
She looked at him, incredibly touched, and said, That is such a sweet thing to say first you make my bones melt, and now my heart
He caressed her cheek and gave her a soft kiss. He quickly refastened his jeans, then he stood and held out his hand having made sure his shirt was now hanging out. Come on, sweetheart, lets go sit with Mason and Angela.
He put his arm around her as they walked over, tender feelings for her swirling around and again he marveled at the quicksilver way things changed between them. He realized for the first time in his life he was feeling completely he felt everything there was to feel. He now understood that desire was a much more multi-faceted thing than hed ever imagined. He desired her body, certainly, but also her heart and mind her very soul. It had happened so fast, but in such a short period of time hed seen so much in her learned so much about her all of which demanded a response from him. Her strength was notable yet there was a vulnerability that drew him in. She was smart, spirited, but also kind-hearted. He could try to catalogue every trait that spoke to him but the net was, it added up to something hed never had before and didnt want to live without.
Mason and Angela were smiling at each other after their own kiss when John and Natalie approached.
Hey, you two Natalie said,
Hey yourself, darliin Mason said, and she could tell he was looking at her very closely she was glad it was still relatively dark even by the tables.
Mason could see that she was impacted by whatever they had been up to in their dark corner. He had a pretty good idea and the only thing that surprised him was that he wasnt surprised or particularly put out by the notion. He couldnt resist teasing her though yes, he was evil and he said, Natalie, youre looking a little shaky a little unsteady on your feet why dont you sit before you fall down and he stood to pull out a chair for her.
She didnt meet his eye as she slid into the seat, but John gave him an evil glare before taking his. Angela just kept her own counsel shed not exactly been behaving like a nun herself. It had been a long time since shed engaged in such public displays of affection and if not for the return of John and Natalie shed be doing more.
Mason leaned in with a note of seriousness on his face and said, You do see we have company
John just nodded.
They stayed for another hour, then they caught a taxi and dropped Angela at her hotel. Mason walked her into the lobby and kissed her soundly good night and when he returned to the taxi he climbed into the front seat to give them a little privacy. John and Natalie were on their best behavior, but as they neared their final destination they shared a deep, slow kiss. Against her lips John whispered, I love you and she said, Me too
Mason wasnt sure if hed heard correctly, but he suspected he had. He realized how huge that was for his friend truly momentous and he was genuinely happy for John, and for Natalie, of course. But now the stakes were even higher. They had to make sure everything went as smoothly as possible.
Chapter 39
A/N: OK, some of this stuff is totally made up, though semi-based in reality. There are such things as the Faroe Islands, but all are owned by Denmark, and to my knowledge none are named Laurentius The general info about the Ambassadors residence is correct, but the interior stuff is made up as in I have no idea how many bedrooms there are, and whether it could hold the entire group Im putting there.
As Natalie eased into the reality of daylight her behavior of the night before came rushing back and she couldnt help the mix of cringe and self-satisfied smile that did battle for supremacy on her face and she wondered how many mornings that was going to be the case. She also was honest enough with herself to admit that until things could settle into a more traditional situation she hoped it would be a decently frequent occurrence even if she had to get over the twinge of mortified shock at herself each time. She would continue to push the envelope if thats what she had to do to steal some time with John. Still, her breath caught in her throat as she considered the fact that last night she and John, at her instigation, had had sex in a public place with other people relatively nearby but she couldnt feel badly about it. As she headed to the shower she felt a tender soreness from the activities that had book-ended her previous day, and the smile won out. Thinking of John made her happy among other things
By 10am they were airborne for the quick flight to London. Over the balance of their three-week European jaunt they would spend time in the UK, France, Germany, Spain, Greece and Italy, with the final two days in the tiny Kingdom of Laurentius, one of the Faroe Islands, the rest of which were part of Denmark. Though very tiny, Laurentius had long been a staunch US ally, serving as an important military staging area on several occasions they would be spending the Fourth of July there.
The President and his direct party and security detail were staying at Winfield House in Regents Park the official residence of the US Ambassador to the Court of St. James. The mansion was set on 12 acres representing the largest single private garden in London outside of Buckingham Palace and sat behind 15-foot iron fences, so it was quite secure. Mason and John were on duty and all business, though the latter had managed to give Natalie a quick smile and wink when shed first come downstairs to head to the fleet of cars and SUVs taking them to the airport. Just that small gesture set her heart aflutter and she sat unconsciously fingering her necklace during the drive.
They would spend three days and nights in the UK mostly in London and then head on to France. This evening was a state dinner and party at Buckingham Palace, and Natalies nerves were already jumping over that she really was living in an entirely new world. Even more nerve-wracking, tomorrow they were headed to Royal Ascot for the legendary horse-racing event, and the First Lady had taken great interest in ensuring she, Zo and Natalie had the right attire including the requisite hats.
The three ladies spent the afternoon on a shopping tour of key outposts, including Harrods and Harvey Nichols. For a dash of culture they also tossed in a visit to the Victoria & Albert Museum. This day they were accompanied by Stinson, Murphy and four other agents, including two who were almost as senior as John and Mason Craig Willows and Rachel Steinberg. These more senior agents were in charge of the group and though friendly, were quite serious. On more than one occasion Natalie was aware that both of those agents were looking at and discussing her, and she knew it was due to the pretty open speculation about the exact nature of her flirtation with John. That said, it didnt appear to cause them any animosity as had been the case with Stinson it seemed they were genuinely curious, which was understandable given what she knew about Johns history and typically scrupulous professionalism. Natalie couldnt help the prick of guilt she felt as she thought about that. His involvement with her was possibly undermining his professional credibility, and on the one hand it was something that had been set up by Chase as a cover, yet now that it had become real Still, John had had the chance to walk away from her from what they were doing and hed instead made it clear he wanted to be with her and see what the future held. That thought touched her deeply even as she worried about him and the repercussions hed have to deal with.
For the rest of the day Natalie couldnt quite shake off the weighty feeling of those concerns. Shed been on a high ever since theyd admitted they loved each other, and in the whirlwind since, theyd made love at the hotel, then John had come to her room, and finally theyd hooked-up at The Brazen Head last night yes, brazen they had very much been. Now she couldnt help think of all they still had to get through before they could even contemplate normal. There were two more months of trips and brief returns to DC and the small matter of ensuring Zos safety. She had to take her own job very seriously, and London was certainly a higher stakes location. That thought concentrated her mind, and she redoubled her efforts to remain as close to Zo as possible not much of a challenge since they were very much like two girlfriends having a fun day out.
By the time they returned to Winfield House there wasnt all that much time left to get ready. Natalie took a quick shower and then pulled out her dress for the evening. It was an incredibly simple but very well-made halter dress of midnight blue chiffon over silk. The V-neck was very modest, as was the back of the dress which came to just below her wing bones. It skimmed as opposed to conformed to her curves, floating to the floor as it fanned out a bit just below her knees. When the straps of the halter dress reached her shoulders they became the equivalent of long chiffon scarves that she tied at the neck and which then fell down her back for a subtly dramatic effect. She wore her hair up in a loose twist that left plenty of tendrils hanging and then accessorized with her now-favorite piece of jewelry and her diamond pear drop earrings. If she had raided her mothers jewelry box before leaving home she might have had some options that could compete with what many women would be wearing this evening, but she preferred simple anyway not to mention sentimental value. It made her feel closer to John to wear his gift, so it was the perfect accessory for every occasion.
Natalie knocked on Zos door and told her she looked beautiful when she saw her. She was wearing a cornflower blue strapless silk dress that set of her blonde hair worn in a chignon and blue eyes to magnificent effect. Natalie could tell she was a bit nervous, too, since they had to make sure to follow protocol when they met the Queen, Prince Charles and the rest of the Royal Family. Then Zo would join the official reception line with her parents while Natalie would try to calm her nerves enough to mingle.
In short order they were at Buckingham Palace and the swirl of meetings, greetings and socializing began. An official State Dinner for 100 was to take place first, followed by a party for some 300 people. That required two official reception lines one for each part of the evening and Natalie was incredibly glad that she didnt have to take part in either.
Mercifully she and Zo were seated together and when Natalie saw who their closest table mates would be she thought to herself, This should be interesting. She recognized them from the glossy London tabloid magazine shed picked up that afternoon, which referred to the three young men as The Three Musketeers. They were Crown Prince Gregers Greg Lauritzen of Laurentius; Crown Prince Mahmed Sharif of Kuman (a staunch ally of the US in the Gulf); and Scott Ballantine, scion of a wealthy Chicago family of bankers, industrialists and politicians often seen as American Royalty rivaling the Kennedys. The three had become fast friends as undergraduate students at Harvard and as a trio had come to London last year to pursue their MBAs at the London School of Economics theyd just completed their first year of studies. They were regular fixtures at high-society events and in the nightclubs and no doubt the target of many a social-climbing young woman. Greg and Scott had enjoyed a wide variety of dates, but Mahmed was promised to the daughter of a prominent family in Kuman, and assured all whod listen that it was a love match and he had no desire to step out with anyone else. He just was along for the ride and to keep an eye on his good friends.
Greg had rushed to pull out Zos chair for her, and Scott to do the same for Natalie, complimenting them on their lovely dresses in the process. She took a good look at them without being overly obvious. Greg resembled Mason, actually, both in terms of features and coloring, though his physique was more scaled-down like Johns. Scott, on the other hand, was as big as Mason but his coloring was almost an exact match for Natalies red hair, blue eyes and fair skin. Mahmed was the shortest of the three about 510 and he had the darker hair, eyes and skin one would expect. He was very handsome with a ready smile that flashed bright white, even teeth. Natalie could see that Zo was almost star-struck with Greg though she was trying to hide it. The heightened color in her cheeks was the giveaway to Natalie. Interesting. Over the course of dinner 8 courses in all! the young people had a great time, sharing stories about exploits in the US as well as discussing the countries Natalie and Zo would be visiting. Greg, Scott and Mahmed would be seeing them again in Laurentius at the big party Gregs parents the King and Queen were hosting The three would also be in Kuman at the end of the summer tour when Mahmeds own very Royal parents also hosted a party for the US President and his family/entourage.
Several times during dinner Natalie could feel Johns eyes on her and turned to meet his gaze and his raised eyebrow as he noticed her taking part in the high-spirited conversation with Zo and their new-found friends. Truth be told, she was having a good time, but given her druthers there is only one person shed be with, and she hoped shed have a chance to at least do the flirtatious part of her job, though it was difficult given how much more she wanted with and from him. She wouldnt be free to seek him out until the formal dinner was over and the evening morphed into a party. She noted that Zo and Greg had fallen into a private conversation several times, and it seemed that he was as interested as she was. Finally the dinner was over and liveried attendants began to move the guests into the ballroom where the party would take place. As that migration happened she begged off to go to the rest room where she took a moment to refresh her make-up and then she went in search of John.
While she had been dining and enjoying herself Mason had noticed John watching her closely with an increasingly odd expression on his face. He thought he knew what it meant and he went to stand closer to his friend and said quietly, If youre are going down the road I think you are, then Im going to shoot you now to put us both out of our misery
John let a tight smile alter his features and said, Im not jealous, Mason
Well, good, but thats not what Im talking about
John said nothing for a second, knowing his friend had read him perfectly, Shes so much younger than me has so much life ahead of her that Ive already lived
Have you? Mason asked softly.
John turned to look at him and said, I have 13 years on her
Yes, thirteen years of your career, world travel, some good friendships but it seems to me you two are in exactly the same place and one not everyone is lucky enough to get to. Dont do this to yourself dont do this to her. She has had more than enough time to fall for that sort of boy to point her life in that direction. She also is part of one of the countrys wealthiest families in her own right, so its not likely money would ever turn her head. I think youve both made your choices at no small risk. Now is not the time to second guess them especially over some arcane notion of what is best for her.
John met Masons eyes and saw the conviction in his words mirrored in his eyes. Then Mason said, You know Im right John.
He nodded. Mason was right he believed it. But even more to the point, he didnt have the strength to let Natalie go, even if he thought it was what was best for her. He wanted her. He needed her. It wasnt just the physical need that propelled him to do crazy things like fuck her on a bench outside a Dublin pub. Hed woken up this morning feeling much the same as Natalie cringing a bit, smiling a lot, and unable to find a recrimination that rang true. Hed do it again if that was his only chance to be with her until they were lucky enough to do so openly.
Not two minutes later Natalie popped by to see them, her eyes soaking in Johns features and the softness in his own eyes.
Hey guys
Hi, Natalie They said in unison.
John whispered softly, You look beautiful, Natalie.
Her smile made her even more so as she said, Thanks
Mason said, It seemed like you and Zo had some fun dinner partners.
Yes an interesting trio. The media here calls them The Three Musketeers - and I think that Crown Prince Greger and Zo are really hitting it off I can only imagine the media firestorm if a Crown Prince and the First Daughter were to connect.
Oh Lord, said Mason. That would surely complicate things
John said quietly, What about you, Natalie? Did you like the princes?
She stepped a bit closer to him and whispered, I just like you in fact, I love you
He smiled broadly and then she stood back and said, I guess Id better go find Zo for a bit, but Ill be back to flirt shamelessly in a little while.
Ill look forward to it.
When shed left Mason said with humor in his voice, Awww all better now?
In fact, yes and tell me, Mason wheres Angela this moment. Youve been watching her intently but she seems to be off the radar right now. Of course when she was at the end of your lips last night she was much easier to find
Mason chuckled and said, Uh, do you really think its advisable for you to be talking about what body part a lovely lady was at the end of last night?
John smirked and said, Point taken.
Apparently so.
Easy now
They stood smiling for a moment, though not looking at each other.
Natalie did go in search of Zo and saw that she was already on the dance floor with Prince Greger. They were dancing appropriately for the situation but as close as that would allow. Natalie had just reached the edge of the dance floor when Scott approached her.
Would you like to dance, Natalie?
Feeling it would be rude to turn him down she accepted the offer and a moment later she was in his arms. He was an impressive physical specimen but she felt no attraction to him though she could appreciate him in an abstract sense, it was only John that drew any reaction from her. Unfortunately, after three minutes of them moving around the dance floor she could tell that Scott was reacting to her, and she was careful to keep her pelvis at a distance without making it too obvious. Eventually the slow set ended and she excused herself to use the rest room. When she was on the way there she happened to look down the hallway and saw John looking intently at her, and then he disappeared through a door. Making sure no one was watching she quickly followed suit.
The door to what she realized was a cloak room had not fully closed when she felt Johns arms close around her and his mouth descend to capture hers, which immediately opened under the onslaught of his tongue so they could share a long, deliberate, deeply passionate kiss. Lately they had gotten so caught up in other physical expressions of their love and desire that the incredible feeling of their mouths making love to each other had not been their singular focus. It was now, and they fully engaged in the experience. Natalie had draped herself on John, her arms around his neck while his were like a vice around her lower back, pressing his hardness into her stomach and eliciting a deep moan.
Finally John broke their kiss but kept his lips a hairsbreadth away when he whispered, I miss you, Natalie and then he was kissing her again. By the time he surrendered her mouth again she was weak-kneed and had to cling to him so he could support her weight, which he did with a soft laugh.
You OK, sweetheart?
Mmmm hmmm I just love the way you kiss me
Just returning the favor. Which he did for a while longer.
Eventually he knew they had to stop this was turning into his longest quick bathroom break ever, and Mason would surely know why. He pulled her into an all-enveloping hug. I cant believe we have to wait to meet up until were in France. The schedule is so tight here, theres no time.
I know and even there it will be pretty tight
John sighed. It really wont be until Italy that we can get any meaningful time
But even an hour
Even thirty minutes
Can you sneak to my room again?
I might just have to
But we can try to be good
We can try
They smiled at each other then.
Go dance with your boys, Natalie.
OK, but Ill be back by to flirt
Natalie rejoined Zo and the boys for a while, taking turns dancing with both Scott and Mahmed Greg and Zo had eyes and dances only for each other. Most other eyes dwelled on them extensively, wondering if they were seeing a budding storybook romance the First Daughter and a Crown Prince falling for each other.
An hour later Natalie spotted John patrolling a terrace that was otherwise empty. She stepped out and walked up to him, grabbing him for a kiss which he quickly but fully returned, then she spun back around to head inside. As she neared the glass doors she realized Scott was standing there and had seen it all apparently hed thought to follow her to spend some time together on the terrace, but had been brought up short by what hed seen. They looked at each other for a long moment when she stepped back into the room and then he asked, I was about to get a drink care for one?
Sure. Ill walk over with you.
She could tell he was looking at her curiously, but neither said a word. She wondered if hed say anything to his friends she assumed he would. In the end, that wasnt a bad thing since it would further solidify her cover. She let herself feel the immense relief that it hadnt been another Secret Service colleague.
Chapter 40
As Natalie was getting ready for Royal Ascot she thought back on the previous night. Thankfully when she and Scott had gotten their drinks, hed acted as if he hadnt seen a thing. They had quickly returned to their other friends and an hour later she and Zo were in the car on the way home. Zo had been on cloud nine, barely able to talk about her evening, but Natalie was sure they would eventually spend some meaningful time dishing about Prince Greg.
She looked at the mirror critically, taking in the royal blue sleeveless dress and matching jacket she was wearing with coordinating straw hat. She, like the First Lady and Zo, had selected very simple, medium-brim hats, not wanting to stand out or even try to compete with the ostentatious millinery displays typically found at Royal Ascot. They would be in the Royal enclosure and Natalie wished she could just beg off the whole affair. Her nerves were certainly better than they were last night since she was now used to being within relatively close proximity to the Queen and other Royals, but what she really wanted to do was just hang out in comfy jeans and a shirt and bum around London like a basic tourist. Of course there was something else she really wanted to be doing, someone else she really wanted to be with, but shed just have to be patient. Because she was so good at that.
Ascot went in a blur a cacophony of sights and sounds. The most notable thing for her party was that Scott, Mahmed and Greg were there the latter practically glued to Zos side. Scott seemed to be very much enjoying the company of a young Lady literally, a Lady in the peerage whom hed clearly known for a while. That left Natalie sitting for a bit with Mahmed, and she found him to be quite an easy companion.
So, Natalie how have you enjoyed London so far?
Its a bit hard to say since we have been on the go since we got here yesterday. The bad thing about our tour is a lot of it is very tightly scheduled, but then again we are seeing things and doing things that basic tourists would never get to. This this is quite a spectacle!
That it is. It took me a bit of time to get used to London compared to Boston but it is fun. I just try to keep my friends out of trouble.
That seems like it could be a full-time job.
At times, yes.
Has your fianc been able to visit you at all?
A couple of times but her family isnt all that keen on it since it requires all sorts of chaperoning and security. I will, of course, be home at the end of the summer when you are visiting, but I do plan on making another trip before that probably in 2 weeks, actually.
How long have you known her?
Ive known Noor all our lives. We were born just a month apart and our families have always been close. She is a very special girl we have always been best friends so it worked out perfectly that our families wanted us promised to each other. I cannot imagine wanting to spend my life with someone else.
That is really a great stroke of luck, isnt it?
That it is. And what about you, Natalie? Anyone special in your life?
Natalie suspected from the slight change in his tone that Scott had said something, yet Mahmed seemed pretty neutral about the whole thing. There is, yes. But its a bit new nothing like your situation.
Are you able to be with your person as much as youd like?
No, not at all. But I suspect you know what thats like.
Yes. Sadly, yes. Thats why the picture in my wallet is so worn I take it out all the time to look at. And I have other pictures on my PDA and my computer, of course. Would you like to see my Noor?
Id love to.
I have some shots from my last trip home on my PDA.
Natalie took the device and looked at the group photo Mahmed, Noor and two other men who looked to be about 35-40 years old.
Those are two of my uncles. You will get to meet all of them in August.
She is very beautiful.
Yes.
Natalie tried not to show how intently she was staring at the picture, and though she wanted to keep doing so, she knew she had to surrender it so as not to raise any flags. As soon as she had looked closely at the two uncles a warning bell went off inside her and she wasnt sure why. She had this deep-seated feeling that she had seen them before they looked familiar but she couldnt place where she might know them from. Her concern was that she might have seen their pictures when she was doing research on terrorist threats, most particularly those hinting that Zo might become a target this summer. She handed the device back to Mahmed and tried to seem as engaged and normal as possible.
Have you two set any sort of date for when youll be married?
Next summer, after I finish my MBA. We havent yet decided where well live perhaps here, but maybe back in Kuman. Most likely there, actually.
You dont see yourself returning to the States?
No. I dont think it would suit Noor.
Natalie just shook her head. At that moment Zo and Greg came over and Natalie could here the clicking paparazzi lenses from the pack held off in the distance. Given their sophisticated zoom lenses, theyd have no trouble getting additional money shots and Natalie made sure to keep her face averted but not in an obvious way.
Natalie! Greg has invited us to go along on a club-hopping excursion tonight to Bouijis and then Crystal Night Club. Since we just have that dinner thing to go to tonight, I bet we can get clearance to do it and maybe drag some of our favorite agents with us Zo said this with just enough of an undertone that Natalie felt like cringing a bit, but then again, it was probably good for her cover story.
Well, as long as your dad says OK and its all arranged I personally am not up for a repeat of Mexico!
By this point Scott had joined them and he jumped in and asked, What happened in Mexico?
I was a very bad girl and decided to sneak out without any security because we were going with someone who had tons of their own. Anyway, there was an accident and Natalie literally saved my life. We both could have died. So, I have sworn that I am reformed. Totally. But given who you three are and you also have security I think my dad will OK it
I sure hope so Greg said as he looked longingly at her. She blushed at his attention and Natalie was happy for her imagine if she literally had found her Prince Charming.
Natalie looked up and saw that President and Mrs. Caldwell were on their way over, accompanied by Chase, Mason, John, Willows and a number of other agents. Steinberg had been sticking with Natalie and Zo, along with Stinson and Murphy. A major show of force, but likely prudent in this madding crowd. The First Couple had a lovely conversation with Greg and his friends all documented by hundreds of photographers.
Natalie took the chance to walk towards John and Mason.
Hello, gentlemen.
Gentlemen? Mason asked with an arched eyebrow.
Hey, its Ascot
It sure is, John grumbled.
She made a show of adjusting his tie while they just looked at each other for a second, then she backed away a bit.
Just a heads up on two things Zo is about to ask if she and I can go clubbing with the guys, and I daresay that means you two will be in tow. Also, she lowered her voice, I saw a picture of Mahmeds fianc and two of his uncles, and I could swear I saw them somewhere before maybe even in my research that I was doing for this whole thing I just cant quite place where I know them from, or if they just look like someone else and Im not making the connection
Mason asked with a bit of a grin, Any chance they just look like Mahmed? You know, the guy sitting in front of you? Their nephew?
She rolled her eyes and said, Gee, I NEVER woulda thunk of THAT!
The men chuckled and then John said, I can have your files couriered to usthey can be sent ahead to France since were out of here soon.
Good idea.
Aw, shucks Mason said. You guys are going to have to actually work during one of your trysts there oughta be a law against that
Natalie narrowed her eyes but said nothing, until she looked into the distance and said, Isnt that Angela?
Mason whipped his head around and said, Where?!
Natalie laughed out loud and said, Oops, my mistake
You are an evil young woman, Natalie.
I know I didnt realize I might give you whiplash. She did look very pretty last night, I noticed. Shes staying off-site, isnt she? Did you happen to pay a social visit to her after the party? Natalie teased.
John was truly enjoying this.
Mason faked a glare at Natalie and said, I dont see how thats any of your business.
Well you certainly know plenty of our business isnt turnabout fair play?
Darlin thats only because you guys keep dragging me into it I know how to be discreet
But an element of danger can be so intoxicating, Mason
Mason turned to John and said, I blame you for her corruption, I truly do. Of course they were grinning ear-to-ear at each other.
Well, gentlemen, Id better get back to Zo and the boys
By the time they left Ascot Zo had indeed convinced her father to let them go out tonight if after conferring with Chase the Secret Service felt they could handle it and be fresh enough for tomorrow. Of course, Chase agreed they could keep the girls covered, and he assigned John and Mason to supplement Stinson and Murphy.
Natalie and Zo joined the First Couple for a quick dinner with a US businessman who was a major contributor to President Caldwells campaign, and then they rushed back to Winfield Hall to get changed they were supposed to meet Greg, Scott and Mahmed at 9pm, and the President had insisted they be home no later than 1am so that the security detail could get some sleep.
Zo was practically spastic trying to decide what to wear much too keyed up to spend any time talking about Greg but Natalie figured theyd have plenty of time to do that once they left London. Zo opted for a navy blue cotton tank dress that fell to her mid-thigh, plus navy stiletto spectator pumps. She wore her hair loose and flowing and of course looked like a model. Natalie decided to go for it as well, not just to blend into the scene but also to get the pulse of a certain Secret Service Agent going. She wore a black heavyweight silk dress that was very 80s-retro. It looked very similar to an oversized Flashdance type sweatshirt that fell almost to her mid-thighs. The wide neck showed off her shoulders and the dolman sleeves made it incredibly comfortable. Then she donned the killer boots shed worn in Calgary the night shed caught Johnpatent leather stilettos that came to her mid-thigh. In fact, just two inches separated the top of her boots and the hemline of her dress. She tossed on several strands of pearls and gold-link chains and gold hoop earrings, and then she was done once shed tossed her mane of hair so that it was loose and looked like someone had been running their hands through it.
As soon as she saw Johns reaction to her, she knew shed selected the right outfit. His eyes blazed into hers and she found herself hoping they would somehow find themselves even briefly in a dark corner some where tonight. They started out in Bouijis and had a few drinks, but it was horribly crowded so they quickly opted to move on to Crystal Night Club, a newer private club that would have plenty of action, but not as pressing a crowd.
The five young people settled into a very large private booth, ringed by the Secret Service and the two security personnel apiece that Greg and Mahmed had with them at all times. It was a tableau that attracted some attention, but since Prince William was often at the club, that sort of security wasnt unusual either. Greg immediately asked Zo if she wanted to dance, and Scott decided to invite Natalie to do so as well. She accepted and soon they were slow dancing to a lesser-known Sade song.
Natalie, you look fantastic. You are attracting quite a bit of attention
She blushed a bit and said, Oh, thanks. Well, I figured I had to dress up a little if we were going to Londons hottest clubs.
Is that the only reason?
The only reason what?
That you wore such a hot outfit? You sure youre not trying to attract a particular persons interest? A certain agents?
Natalie decided to play dumb a bit even though she knew it would be obvious. She just wanted to see how far and hard hed push things. I dont know what youre talking about
No? Scott smirked.
No. Natalie smirked this time, too.
Well, maybe I had more to drink last night than I thought, but I could have sworn I saw you and the dangerously intense looking agent in a pretty impressive lip-lock on the terrace like you two were involved or something
Oh? Maybe you did have a bit too much to drink
Well, maybe. But I dont think so. That said if Im wrong, well that wouldnt necessarily make me unhappy. If you are a free agent I would not hide the fact that I find you very attractive Id let you know, and see if you had any interest in exploring anything, even just a fun summer fling, with me. I might be so daring as to run my hands down your back to pull you closer to me so my attraction to you would be in no doubt
As Scott said that he moved his hands to the small of her back and did just that, causing her to pull back and look at him in surprise. ScottI dont think this isnt a good idea
Well, apparently your agent doesnt either given the death stare hes giving me right now.
Hes simply protective.
Scott laughed at that and said, Natalie, stop the bullshit. Im not going to rat you out, but I know what I saw and what Im seeing now. But if Im wrong, then Ill just go for it With a smile on his face he began to move a hand lower and she reached around to grab it, which only served to press her pelvis harder against his.
Damn, Natalie. Youve got to cut that out!
Well so do you!
You crying Uncle?
OK, Uncle. Now, please move your hands.
Scott chuckled and did so. Aw, dont be mad, Im just having a bit of fun I promise Im not going to paw you endlessly. But I promise, your secret is safe with me but I may not be safe much longer if I dont set you free. I am going to go to the gents for a few minutes. Not sure I should head back to the booth until your agent simmers down
Scott took his leave and Natalie met Johns eyes across the room he looked steamed. She made her way over to him and he motioned his head behind him and then disappeared. She knew John had an edge on finding secret locations because he had seen all the schematics for the club when theyd been doing their security prep. As she headed past the booth Mason caught her eye and then winked, and she just smiled. Finally she got to a back hall and saw Johns head stick out of an office door. He stepped back into the room and she entered it, then closed the door. Before she could even turn around she felt his breath on the back of her neck while his body pressed up against hers, forcing her against the door.
Natalie he whispered in a deep-throated voice. Have I not been paying enough attention to you? So that you need to let boys put their hands on you in places that are supposed to belong just to me?
As he was saying this his hands had reached down to capture hers and had moved them over her head, against the door, so he could press even harder up against her. Her boots made her tall enough that his rock-hard erection was pressing into her ass and she let out a gasp when he ground against her.
Thats right your ass belongs to me, doesnt it, Natalie?
She shivered but did not answer and then he ground against her again and he said more forcefully, Doesnt it?!
Yes
She felt his hot mouth close over her neck and he delivered a tongue-lathing kiss that made her knees weak, and she couldnt help the soft moan that escaped her. In an instant he had turned her around and pinned her back against the door, this time his mouth roughly taking possession of hers in a plundering, heated kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck and instinctively snaked her right leg up and around his hips and backside to pull him closer against her, and this time he groaned in response, moving both his hands down and under her dress so he could cup her ass his fingers finding their way under the flimsy lace of her panties. Their mouths and hips ground against each other for several long minutes until John had to step away. He was shaking and Natalie was only remaining upright because she was leaning against the door. Both of them were panting.
After a brief break John moved to Natalie again, taking her face in his hands and then snaking them through her hair and pulling her mouth to his again while his strong thigh forced its way between Natalies, pressing hard between her legs. He heard a muffled, Mmmm Hmmmmm Mmmmm in his mouth but her only other response was to begin to writhe against his leg. Again he moved his hands to her backside to help her in that motion and again he finally had to pull away.
She retreated back against the door while he rubbed his hands over his face, then he looked at her and she knew if she was flammable shed have burst into flames at the fire in his eyes. You make me lose control, Natalie. Faster and more totally than anyone Ive ever known
He practically stalked over to her and moved a surprisingly gentle hand to her neck spanning its slender width and length with his one hand as his mouth came to hover over hers as her head pressed back against the door. What is it about you? What do you do to me?
Then he was kissing her again while she banded her arms around his midsection and met his tongue stroke for stroke.
When John broke the kiss again he whispered against her mouth, I have to let you go God, its a killer because theres so much more I want to do to you right now to bury my fingers between your legs and feel how wet you are for me to taste you but I cant not here, not now but soon for now I have to let you go but not for long...
He gave her another bone melting kiss and then surrendered her mouth again, staring at her until she opened her desire-clouded eyes.
Natalie? He whispered.
Yes? she responded so softly he almost didnt hear her.
Dont let that boy touch you again you belong to me
She simply shook her head in agreement and acknowledgement. Then he moved her gently aside and left the office.
Natalie stood there for a long moment to settle her nerves. Her body was on fire from his touch and from the desire for more. The ache between her legs was crying for release and she would have let him take her any and every way hed wanted to but he was right. This wasnt the time or place. Still, every cogent thought had fled from her mind and she had turned herself over to him entirely the moment hed walked up behind her. She was merely along for the ride.
After leaving the office she quickly went to the restroom to buy herself a bit more time, and then finally returned to her group. John gave her a heated glance when she passed and when Natalie broke eye contact with him her gazed collided with Scotts and she saw the small smile play on his lips. As it turned out, the only place for her to sit was right next to him, and when she took her seat and picked up her drink he whispered, You owe me I believe I spurred your man to action, hmmm?
No comment Natalie said, willing her hand not to shake when she took a big gulp of her drink.
The rest of the night passed uneventfully and was fun. She danced with both Mahmed and Scott but both kept their distance from her since they avoided all the slow sets.
Still, it was a very sexually frustrated John and Natalie that climbed into bed separately that night.
Chapter 41
While John and Natalie had been engaging in their heated tte--tte, thousands of miles away Javier Lezama was watching a grainy video of them playing on his computer screen. It was very poor quality because the camera that took it was very small, had been at a distance, and had been using a night vision lens, but it was still crystal clear what was going on. They were on a bench in the dark outside the Brazen Head in Dublin, and John was fucking Natalie first with his fingers and then sticking his dick in her. In public! That thought kept running through Javiers mind and his stomach, where the bile was backing up. They were largely shielded by the darkness and also by her skirt, but there was zero doubt what they were doing he could even tell the moment John impaled her.
He knew that he had shaken Natalie up during their dinner he had shaken her faith in John and what was going on between them. So, either John had somehow restored that faith, or she was throwing all caution to the wind and letting herself fall further under his thrall. Javier was beyond angry. He was a successful billionaire that gorgeous women throughout the world fawned over, yet he couldnt secure Natalies interest. He would give her things she couldnt even dream of hed never demean her by screwing her in public on a ratty old bench when she deserved to be stretched out on $1,000 sheets, yet some how this agent had captured her in a way that was almost unfathomable. She had let no one touch her for two years since shed been raped, and now she was engaging in this risky and tawdry behavior. Oh, he could understand the sheer animal impulses involved why John might be driven to take her that way but hed do so much more for her. If shed only let himHe had to see her again he had to determine the best approach to at least soften her up to him a little bit. He knew there was no way he could get where he wanted in the space of a single dinner if she even let him have that but he was a patient man. Or he could force himself to be. He had to proceed very carefully, but proceed he would.
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The next morning the President and First Lady had breakfast with members of Parliament, but Zo and Natalie were thankfully given a free pass, and could relax until about 1pm when theyd head to Air Force One. Zo had arranged the night before to have breakfast brought to her room for her and Natalie so they could hang out in their PJs and catch up.
So, Zo, things looked like they were going well with you and Greg OH! Im sorry PRINCE Greg whats up with that?
Zo blushed and asked, OK, so is this the part where you now get back at me for all my prying and teasing?
Maybe.
Well, I really do like him a LOT. But it is way too early to know how things will or wont progress. Its not like were going to be skulking off to any hotels or anything because its not like I can skulk anywhere! Think about it, Natalie how different things are for us for our romances. Mine is out there for all to see photographers everywhere, to the point that its so embarrassing. Yet you are the total opposite sneaking around. Now THATS exciting!
Not really so exciting as youd think it has some real limitations. But I have to be honest Id prefer that to having every moment being photographed what an invasion of privacy. Of course, Natalie had forgotten about the Calgary pictures and had no notion of what Javier had been watching if she did shed realize that the invasion of Zos privacy was kids stuff compared to how hers had been shredded.
Greg is a cool guy his friends seem nice, too. I think that Scott has taken a liking to you and poor John did not seem to like it one little bit and thats AWESOME, Natalie. Did he say anything to you?
Uh, yeah we bumped into each other near the restrooms and he suggested that I not let Scott touch me anymore Natalies pulse quickened as she remembered exactly how hed suggested that.
I bet he didWhen does he get to mark his territory again?
Zo she said with a warning tone.
What? Come on are you saying you dont like a little bit of the caveman routine? Especially from a hottie like John he positively smolders! I can only imagine how hed remind you who the man in your life is
Natalie could not help but blush and Zo just giggled. I knew it did he spank you?
Zo!
You know a sexy older man taming a free-spirited young thing like you
Have you been reading more of Mistress Tonis books or something?
I plead the Fifth.
Were not in the US that doesnt hold up.
Well, then diplomatic immunity!
If you are going to be a Princess you are going to have to behave. If the media were to get a clue that youve become obsessed with BDSM stories
Oooh, are you going to tell all? Sell my secrets to the London Mirror? Go ahead, but I might have to retaliate explain how protective a certain agent is of the First Daughters friend how he spends all his free time covering your body with his
Zo, you are a total nut. Natalie said laughing. But lets just say your secrets are safe with me.
Well, same here. I just like to see you get all flustered and if anyone could make a woman get that way, its Agent McBain. One of these days Im going to get you totally drunk so I can get you to spill all the details of what you guys get up to when youre alone. And any time you want to borrow one of my books to come up with some new things
Natalie shook her head with a smile and stood, On that note Im going to get ready.
Chicken! Zo retorted as Natalie closed the door.
By mid-afternoon the First Family and entourage were in Paris and on their way to the Four Seasons Hotel George V Paris, just steps from the Champs-Elysees. They were taking over the top 2 floors (7th and 8th) of the hotel and a large Secret Service Advance Team had been there for three days to ensure security was tight. John and Natalie needed to squeeze in an update meeting before a cocktail party and dinner that was being hosted by the US Ambassador at the American Embassy, and at most theyd have two hours between the time they could escape and the time they had to get ready for the evening. John pulled her aside on the plane and told her hed arranged for a separate room on a different floor at the Four Seasons. It was definitely upping the risk but Chase knew about it and concurred it was the best way for them to maximize the time they had to go over the files that had been sent over to them. He was having a staffer pull out all photos since they were most important for her to review to see if any of them looked like Mahmeds uncles.
Natalie barely had time to stow her bags in her room which was on the 8th floor and attached to Zos and then she had to sneak to the third floor to connect with John. She knocked softly on room 310 and it was quickly opened by John who stepped aside to let her in, then closed the door behind them, moving the security lever in place. She turned around and watched him approach her with an inscrutable expression on his face that made her a bit nervous.
Are you still mad at me, John? she asked in a voice she tried to control to neutrality.
He smiled a little at her and walked even closer saying softly, I was never mad at you Natalie. I just didnt want that boys hands to be the last ones that had touched you to remind you why you shouldnt want anyone elses hands on you
I didnt His fingertip moving to her lips quieted her.
Shhhhh, I know that His finger continued to gently massage her mouth, causing her pulse to jump. But before we leave here today Im just going to have to make sure you cant even contemplate someone else touching you
John could see the desire in Natalies eyes and he knew it mirrored his own. He also knew they had some serious work to do as well. He removed his finger and replaced it with his lips, pressing a very gentle kiss against her mouth.
We dont have much time so while we work, Im going to have to get started on other things.
She looked at him with a puzzled expression and he kissed her softly again and then took her hand, walking her towards the desk. He took the leather executive chair behind it and then turned her around and brought her onto this lap so they were both facing the desk. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back against him, kissing the bend between her neck and shoulder that hed exposed when he pushed her hair aside, and he felt the shudder run through her causing her to press down onto his lap where his desire for her was already in prominent evidence.
Natalie felt off balance, and she had a feeling that John wanted her that way. It wasnt a bad feeling, but he seemed to have a plan for their time together and to want to play with her a bit. She decided to just go with the flow and leaned further into him and wrapped her arms around his, while he moved his mouth to the other side of her neck.
He finally removed his mouth and said in a businesslike tone, OK, first Ill update you on the latest intel and chatter, and then you can look over all the photos that were sent from your files. As she said that he shifted her legs so that they draped over either side of his, and he rested his hands on her jeans-clad knees.
She turned her head around to look at him for a moment and was rewarded with another almost-chaste kiss, which was at complete odds with the increasing hardness under her bottom that in turn was causing a moist tightness to build between her legs.
Now, where were we oh, yes. Chatter is about at the same levels, and still seems to suggest that Zo is the target and the Middle East leg of the tour is the timeframe thats IF any of this is true. Trojan Horse is still cropping up, but weve also seen the phrases, sowing the seeds and the seeds have been planted both in preparation for harvest. Obviously that could mean that they have moved key assets in place, and combined with the Trojan Horse reference we have to assume they could have someone close inside to some degree. Weve run into a bit of a roadblock narrowing down the list of potentials for Lezamas mother because we are still trying to do this without raising a red flag, but supposedly a key contact has returned from some vacation or something so we might finally break through on that. Intel also says that Lezama has remained in Mexico since his trip to DC, so he is behaving completely normally
Natalie nodded and said, Well, given that we are still almost 2 months away from the trip to the Middle East, its not surprising the chatter hasnt spiked yet. But I guess we also need to keep vigilant in case they are actually targeting an earlier date in a different location.
In response John nodded and then tilted Natalies chin so he could claim her mouth in a slow, deep kiss that bid her tongue to entwine with his while he crossed his arms around her upper body again. She leaned back and couldnt help the soft moan that slid from her mouth to his at the delicious sensation of him possessing hers so deliberately. Finally he broke their kiss and moved his hand to an envelope on the desk and removed a thick stack of paper that held various pictures of people of interest in this investigation. He handed it to Natalie and said, Here you gomaybe Mahmeds uncles are in one of these
Natalie leaned forward, placing her elbows on the desk as she carefully began to study each photo. In a few instances she picked up the magnifying glass John had also brought for her so she could inspect the faces more closely. She was trying to keep her attention on her work, but it was a bit of a challenge given the decidedly unprofessional nature of her current perch, and the fact that John had begun to softly massage her back and shoulders.
John could tell he was getting to Natalie hell, he was getting to himself but he had to let her finish her close inspection of those photos. But then again, a critical part of a Secret Service Agents skill-set was the ability to block out distractions and remain focused. He really was doing her a favor expanding on her training, really and he should probably even up the ante. It was only right what a good boss would do for an underling The renewed thought that he was her boss and how gifted she was when underneath him stirred him further, and he had to shift a bit as he felt his groin throb.
Natalie was intent on her task but stiffened and had to stifle a gasp of shock when she felt Johns hands move to the buttons of her shirt a short-sleeved, pale blue cotton blouse that she wore out over her jeans. Slowly but surely he was undoing the entire line of them and she swallowed hard as his hands grazed her breasts when the got to the button between them.
John smiled broadly at her back when he noted her response and said softly, Oh, dont mind me continue looking. Im just trying to maximize our time for other things multi-task
She redoubled her efforts to focus, but that became momentarily much more difficult when John took the photos out of her hands so he could pull her now-open blouse off her. As soon as that was done he handed her back the pages, and again she did her best to study them. She was not going to let him rattle her well, not so much that she couldnt do her job plus not so deep down she loved what he was doing
His hands briefly came to rest on her waist, the warmth of them there paradoxically raising Goosebumps on her torso and arms, then he caused her breath to hitch completely when he flattened his right hand across her stomach but then quickly moved it down towards the top of her jeans. He unbuttoned them and slowly pulled her zipper down, then moved his two hands to the waistband and began to push them down her hips. He briefly picked her up off his lap so he could shove them over her ass and down to her thighs.
John. she said shakily.
Shhhh He said heatedly against her neck. Its all part of your training you need to be able to concentrate Natalie so go ahead concentrate He bit back a smile when he saw that her hand that picked up the magnifying glass was shaking.
John used his own feet to push her jeans completely off her her sandals had already gone by the wayside. He decided to give her a break for a minute let her adjust to sitting on his lap in just her bra and panties before he took things any further. After all, she DID need to look at the pictures.
For about three minutes Natalie was given no further distractions and she was making her way through the stack efficiently with still no sign of the uncles. Shed almost forgotten her state of undress and the fact that she was sitting on Johns lap, until she felt his hands move to the middle of her back to the clasp of her bra, to be more precise and soon her breasts felt deliciously unencumbered as he dragged that lacy garment from her. His warm, calloused hands closed over her breasts in a blood-stirring massage and her already stiff nipples became painfully hard under his touch. She couldnt help it; she stopped all work and leaned back against him, her head lolling into the crook of his neck as he kneaded them with the perfect amount of pressure. When he firmly pinched both nipples she groaned and felt his mouth claim hers in a heated kiss. After he ended it they looked at each other through hazy eyes and he rasped, Keep looking at the pictures, Natalie
She shook her head a bit to clear the fog of passion enshrouding her and shakily picked up the greatly-diminished stack. Two minutes later she was only vaguely aware of John moving, but soon realized the only scraps of fabric separating their lower bodies were her lace panties and his thin cotton boxers, and she was helpless against the instinct to grind down, pulling a heated moan from him that spilled onto her neck which he followed with a kiss there.
While she continued to flip through the stack with only about 20 more to go John pulled his tie, shirt and tank from his own body and gathered her back against him, relishing the feel of her soft skin against his chest. Natalie was determined to finish as quickly as possible now since the ache building between her legs was demanding relief. She would hang on to do what she must, but then she knew exactly how John would free her from her torture and his own, based upon the rock she was currently sitting on and she craved it.
John could see she only had a few left to look at and he was ready to make things truly interesting, since he was learning he was truly a masochist as well as a sadist. He moved his hands to her stomach again, but then quickly trailed one down so it could snake into her panties, massage the sopping, heated flesh between her lips, and then plunge two fingers inside her. She jerked her lower body off him in surprise, only serving to shove his probing fingers deeper within, and then she sat back down, spreading her legs as wide as she could aided by him spreading his own so he could take her more profoundly. While his right hand was driving her completely crazy, he wrapped his left arm across her upper body to steady her a bit while her hips rocked rhythmically so she could ride his hand, her breaths now soft pants.
Sweetheart youre so hot and wetI promise Ill make you cum soon soon but you have to finish your work He had to breathe deeply himself to remain in control at the feel of her incredibly tight walls pulling his fingers further into her core.
John she moaned softly, I cant with you touching me like this I. I cant think
As quickly as he had claimed it, he surrendered her body, earning a moan of protest that brought an evil, satisfied grin to his face.
OK Ill stop do your work
Natalie let out a shuddering breath and with very shaky hands sorted through the remaining three pictures. No sign of the uncles, but blessedly she was done.
They werent in any of these pictures she said softly, turning to look at John.
No? He whispered softly.
No.
Their mouths closed the distance between them and their tongues were soon entwined in a languorous kiss that was as much about exploration as desire or the desire to fully know that intimate terrain. While Natalie was riding on the wave of pleasure his mouth was building within her, John was carefully removing her panties and his boxers so that nothing would be between them. He never broke their kiss, even when they both shuddered as the moist flesh between her legs came to rest on his thick hardness.
Finally Natalie did yield his mouth only to gasp, You feel so hard under me
Its what you do to me, Natalie and youre drenched Indeed he could feel her spilling onto him already, clearly aroused by their work as foreplay session.
Deciding it was time to move things along, John pushed the chair back and gently eased Natalie off his lap, turning her to face him. He reached around her to push the pile of pictures to the far corner of the desk, then said in a low voice, Sit on the desk, Natalie. With his hands on her hips he helped her comply, keeping her perched close to its edge. Then he moved his hands to her knees and spread her legs wide, his own breath hitching when he saw how aroused, how ready she was for him already. He knew for both their sakes hed take her soon, but right now he was dying to taste her and he left his hands on her knees to keep her legs pushed open while his mouth moved to her center.
Natalie groaned and leaned further back on her hands, her head tossed back on her arching neck as she felt his mouth move over her. She tilted her hips to allow him even better access and the pressure of his tongue moving up and down her slit was drawing gasps from her. When it pressed sharply against her clit she groaned again, but that still did not prepare her for the feel of his tongue plunging inside her, thick and hot as it began to fuck her as it drew moan after moan from her. Her arms were quivering and could no longer support her upper body, so she stretched back onto the desk, her head hanging off it as her back arched in reaction to his devastating claim on her.
John could feel her begin to quake around his tongue and his erection was almost excruciatingly tight at this point he had to take her, he had no choice. He removed his mouth and stood up, positioning himself between her widespread legs. She leaned up on her elbows so she could look at him and she seemed delirious with arousal as she waited for him to take final possession of her. He moved his hands under her hips and ass to bring her closer to the edge of the desk, then positioned the hard tip of his manhood at her drenched opening. Their eyes locked for a long moment and then she writhed her hips, beckoning to him, and he pushed slowly within her so they could each fully experience the ache inducing and assuaging process of his body literally staking its claim while hers first resisted and then stretched to encourage it. When he could go no farther Natalie let out a deep sigh, almost of relief to have him back where she felt an almost desperate need of him.
John looked down at her, sprawled on the desk, her eyes-heavy lidded, and he felt such tenderness course through him. But when he looked at where there bodies were joined how he so completely disappeared inside her that their pelvic bones were now butting against each otherhis blood heated and he could feel himself growing even thicker and harder against her tight muscles. He placed his right palm over her lower abdomen, as if he could feel himself inside her, and then began to move in long, deliberate strokes that removed him almost entirely before they returned him to her innermost recesses. Then he moved his hands to her hips to help her with the slow gyrations that were causing them both to lose their breaths, before moving them to her knees again.
As Natalie felt John moving within her she felt a languidness seep through her bones and muscles as if he was releasing her from every ounce of tension shed ever felt. She could tell by his own steady motion, and the soft moans coming from his throat that he was experiencing the same thing and she was struck by how their bodies were not only in synch, but simply knew what they needed at any given time. Sometimes this very act was more of a heart-stopping collision, driving the exquisite tightness of their aching need for one another to such levels of intensity that only an explosive climax could obliterate it. But now now from the moment Johns first stroke caressed her insides she felt the easing of that tension that ache Her whole body was unclenching and easing towards a blissful climax.
John could tell from the elongated, soft moans sliding from her and from the more pronounced contractions of her body that she was nearing her end and she was coaxing him towards his own release. He continued his deliberate strokes because the feeling of her gripping him the friction it was an amazing feeling that was loosening his limbs and making every muscle and sinew feel more supple yet suddenly he felt an almost incongruous tightening in his groin, and then he was shuddering as he spilled deep inside her, burying himself to the hilt. When Natalie felt his warmth flow into her it was the final sensation she needed to trigger her own orgasm, which gently took over her body in a suffusion of warmth and peace. Rather than exploding together, their climaxes seemed more the equivalent of their bodies sighing in relief to finally have been joined.
John withdrew from Natalie so he could lean down, pick her up and carry her to the bed. She sighed against his neck as he did so and rolled against him when he laid them on their sides facing each other. They kissed slowly for few minutes and when the broke apart Natalie sighed again.
Are you OK, Natalie?
She looked at him through heavy lids, gave him a soft smile and said, Better than OK I dont think Ive ever felt this relaxed
He pushed her hair back from her face and returned her smile, I know I mean, lately Ive been more like a wild beast attacking you, but this this was, well I think its what we needed
SO, what we needed I mean, dont get me wrong, I love when you attack me, but this just felt aaaaahhhh
Well said, sweetheart. He kissed her for several more minutes as they slowly savored the feeling of their mouths mating, then tucked her closely against him so he could hold her for a while.
Natalie wished they could stay like that forever, but she knew they had to be out of time. I have a feeling our two hours are up
John sighed and said, Unfortunately, yes in 2 minutes
Natalie sat up, but then leaned over to kiss him deeply again before sliding off the bed to find her clothes. John followed suit and once they were fully dressed he hugged her again, then cupped her face.
In a few days well be in Italy and well have more time maybe even a whole night until then, just remember I love you, Natalie
I love you, too, John and in the meantime study the different building lay-outs to find us some dark corners and closets to meet in!
He chuckled and said, Deal!. Then she was gone, and he followed five minutes later.
Chapter 42
Natalie barely had time to get showered and ready for the evenings event, and even had to put her hair up into a bun while it was still wet. She was wearing a cocktail suit this time it was heavyweight black silk with a fitted jacket that hit just below the waist and had jeweled buttons, plus a skirt that flared gently and fell to her mid-thighs. She put on stiletto heeled black patent leather pumps, her diamond necklace and diamond stud earrings, and was ready to go. Zo was wearing a cocktail dress a simple ice-blue halter dress that fell almost to her knees and they hoped tonights affair would be somewhat laid back, and over early. There would be a cocktail party from 6:30 8:30, and then an adjournment to dinner.
About 30 minutes into the evening Natalie found herself standing with Mason and John, and she felt her temperature rise at the intense way he looked at her and looked her over, almost as if he was seeing her naked.
So, Natalie Mason said softly. You were able to get your work done?
Yes, Mason, I was though it didnt amount to anything.
And I really had to come down on her hard force her to concentrate practically shackle her to the desk John said in a low voice.
Natalie couldnt help blushing at his words and tone and Mason chuckled and said, You two just slay me.I swear. Are you sure, John, that the more appropriate phrase wouldnt be nailed her to the desk or on the desk
John just grinned broadly and Natalie shook her head and said, Thats it, Im leaving and her tone had a modicum of seriousness in it.
Before she could turn to leave Mason gently gripped her upper arm and said, Aw, darlin Im sorry I didnt mean to embarrass you. I just forget sometimes that the sweet, innocent, young woman you were before is still in there, under all the sordid warping at the hands of my reprobate friend hereor that you arent just one of the guys
Gee, Mason, that made me feel SO much better Natalie said, but she couldnt hide the humor in her tone.
John looked carefully at Natalie to make sure she was really OK, and not truly upset. She really was such a good sport, but they did have to remember that this was in many ways a very strange situation and one shed at times find difficult and embarrassing.
He took her hand for a moment and said, Im sorry if our teasing gets out of hand sometimes
Its OK, honestlyYou can take the boy out of the fraternity! She playfully swatted Mason on the arm to take the sting out of her words. Anyway, Id better get back to Zo, but Ill swing by later.
When she was gone Mason turned to John and said, I really am sorry if I was a stupid jerk Shes such a good egg, its easy to forget what this must be like for her
John looked at his friend without an ounce of anger, just understanding, Its just the situation, Mason, and weve certainly dragged you into it enough I think it knocks her off balance some times hell, me too! But I think shes OK overall
I dont envy you guys well, at least not this set up. But what seems to have developed between you that is enviable. Ill try not to make things harder...
Truly, Mason, keeping a sense of humor about it is actually helpful youre helpful in that regard. But every now and again, Natalie will be sensitive about it, and we wont really know until we hit one of those moments but I know she likes you, trusts you, and appreciates how you try to take the edge off all this Youre a good friend, Mason you have been to both of us
Aw, shucks, McBain, is this the part where we hug?
Not if you value your life!
But they grinned at each other as they had that exchange.
Natalie was already almost completely over her discomfort by the time she reached Zo and truth be told, she usually had no trouble with the ribald nature of their teasing, especially Masons. But sometimes, after she had spent a special, deeply intimate and personal time with John, it created painful dissonance for such an experience to be used as the butt of jokes.
Natalie! Zo said with great excitement.
Hey, Zo.
Guess what?!
What?
I just got a text from Greg he, Scott and Mahmed are coming over for the big party tomorrow night they were invited by the Count, or whoever is hosting it. Isnt that GREAT?!
Oh, yeah that is great. Im really happy for you, Zo, that youll get to spend some more time with Greg.
I know and then well have the few days in his own country and the final big bash for the Fourth of July there
Zos excitement was infectious, and Natalie shrugged off the last remaining out of sorts feelings.
She even managed to spend a few minutes later in the evening engaging in her normal flirtatious party banter with John and Mason. Later, when she was coming out of the ladies room, he was waiting for her and took her hand to lead her to the ever-present coat closet. But this time, instead of immediately pulling her into a kiss, he gathered her close to him in a hug that unclenched the lingering tightness around her heart.
Im sorry, Natalie He felt her shake her head no against his chest, and he said, Yes I am. And Mason is, too.
He moved her away from him so he could see her face, which he couldnt help but caress softly. I AM sorry.
She gave him a small smile and said, John, its OK. Its just, this afternoon was special to me, and I I dont know how to explain it
Natalie, it was special to me, too and I shouldnt have been joking about it.
John, I really do get a kick out of the way we all joke about, well, whats happening. It helps, believe it or not to find the absurd undertone of it all but I guess so close to what happened and especially because we had to leave each other so quickly so soon after Im not making any sense
Youre making perfect sense and thats why I am apologizing to you. I just keep telling myself that we only have to get through two more months, and then we can spend as much time as we want together not have to hide and steal moments in fucking coat closets
John, as long as Im with you I guess I really dont much care if its in a hotel or or a bench outside a pub in Dublin but I just miss you when were apart.
I miss you too. More than I could ever imagine missing anyone because, truly my dad is really the only other person Ive ever really missed this much.
Natalie couldnt help the tears that pooled in her eyes at his words, and he shook he head and said, Oh God, now Im making you cry
She smiled through her tears and said, Because what you said made me so happy I miss you too
They kissed softly, but with great emotion for several minutes until John broke apart and said, Natalie
I know. I know we have to go back out this helped, John. It really helped.
I love you, you know.
Actually, I do know that I really do. And I love you, too. And thats why Im going to be fine
WERE going to be fine
After one final kiss John headed out first, followed soon by Natalie, who felt infinitely better.
The rest of the evening went uneventfully, as did the next day while the President had meetings, the First Lady, Zo and Natalie did some shopping along some of the most famous streets in Paris. John and Mason were off-duty since they would work the party that evening, so they were with Steinberg and Willows team, along with Stinson and Murphy. The party was something very different than anything Natalie and Zo had yet done on the tour. It was geared towards the younger crowd the President and First Lady would not be there and was being held at the manor house of a 25 year old count or perhaps a Viscomte who was part of one of Europes oldest royal families, though they had been in exile for almost a century. A wide array of royals and wealthy young jet-setters, plus celebrities would be at the bash which wasnt starting until 10pm, and would likely continue until dawn. The President had been reluctant to let Zo go, yet didnt want to seem over-protective or ungrateful for the hospitality since the party had been planned with her in mind. He did put his foot down, however that she should be home by 2am, and by extension that meant Natalie would be, too. That suited her fine because in all honesty she would have preferred a quiet night in. Shed never been much of a partier, and at this point felt truly over the whole thing. Still, at least shed get to be with John to some extent, and in the more lax environment of this particular party, maybe theyd get a little alone time.
By midnight, Natalie was ready to be out of that manor house and in her comfortable PJs. Zo was off somewhere with Greg though with a few agents keeping a discreet distance, while John and Mason kept a broader perimeter and Natalie had collapsed into a chair in the relative quiet of the library. It was empty except for her, but the music still thumped away any real sense of peace. Shed worn a short denim skirt and t-shirt, plus high-heeled pumps, and her feel were killing her. Zo had repeatedly dragged her onto the dance floor along with Scott, Mahmed and, of course, Greg. Scott had made a joke out of keeping his distance from Natalie, even winking at John while he remained a full foot away from her while they danced. However, shed begun to pick up an odd vibe from Mahmed, which had surprised her and made her decidedly uncomfortable. For the first time he seemed to have consumed quite a bit of alcohol, and it had made him much more forward, and invading of her space. He had actually begun to follow her to the bathroom at one point like a puppy-dog, and shed had to shoo him back towards his friends. After 15 minutes of relative calm, she figured she should head back to the party and find Zo, but when she stood to do so she saw Mahmed standing by the door.
There you are, he said as he shut the door firmly behind him.
Oh, hi Mahmed. Actually, I was about to head back out to catch up with Zo
Shes fine shes completely tied up with Greg but I like being with you Natalie Ill keep you company
As he said this he moved closer to her, and she realized shed have to practically bowl him over to get to the door. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves, reminding herself there was no real need to be nervous Mahmed had always been perfectly civilized and was probably just a bit over-served. Nothing she couldnt handle nothing she hadnt handled before
Thats so nice, Mahmed, but I really want to talk to her for a minute
Im afraid I cant let you go, Natalie I want to spend some time with you get to know you a bit better
He had walked alarmingly close to her now and she stepped back at the look on his face a smile that was more smarm than charm.
Well, well have plenty of time for that in a couple of weeks, when we are all in Laurentius youre going to be there, right?
Oh, surebut why wait until then In a surprising move he pounced on Natalie and banded his arms around her, trying to claim her mouth but instead landing on her neck when she jerked back. She pushed against his shoulders saying, Damn it, Mahmed, what the hell are you doing?
Surprising her again he backhanded her across the face and said, Do not dare speak to me that way use that language
She had to fight the urge to haul off and punch him back, but didnt want to escalate the situation. Well, Im sorry, but if youll just let me go
I cant do thatI wont I mean to have you were all alone
Mahmed, youve had a lot to drink more than you usually do this isnt you who you are what about Noor?
This has nothing to do with Noor
How can you say that? You told me you were true to her
And I amin my heart with all my possessions this is just sexphysical a releaseI would not defile her with such things outside marriage, but girls like you
Nice idea, but THIS isnt consensual, now let me go!
You Americans are all alike you think youre so powerful that you can do whatever you want and boss us all around! You think the entire world exists for your own benefit... Everyone else must bow down and do your bidding! You look at you. You walk around in with that short skirt and small top, and then pretend you havent invited every man around to touch you! Well I am accepting that invitation too late for you to take it back
He managed to capture her mouth this time in a brutal kiss that forced her lips open so he could plunge his tongue inside. She was surprised at how strong he was for his relatively small size, and she stomped her right stiletto heel into his instep. He broke away from her but took her upper arms in a vice like grip and tossed her roughly onto the floor, then sat straddling her, pinning her arms above her head.
You bitch! You WHORE! How dare you push me away! Do you not know who I am? You should be honored at my attention you are a common American slut! Dont you realize who I am?!
As she struggled against his grip she seethed, I know EXACTLY who you are and you make me sick! I want you off me I dont want you to TOUCH me!
IM not to touch you, is that it?! Oh, thats right youd rather have that much-older agent touch you thats what youre really about, isnt it? Hiding out in dark corners outside! with him between your legs and his hands under your skirt! You are a filthy piece of trash acting like youre too good for someone like me when you have no code and no honor just like your country just like your President!
Natalie was still struggling and she dug her nails into one of the hands that was banded around her wrist. He let out a gasp of pain and jerked his right hand back, preparing to backhand her again when the sound of a gun cocking got both of their attention.
Mahmeds head whipped around and Natalie peered past him to see Mason standing three feet away with his gun drawn and aimed at Mahmeds head. His look was dark menacing and he said in a deadly voice, You have two seconds to get off her or I will put you down like the animal you are
Mahmed did get up but he said in an acid tone, You know you cant touch me you cant cause an international uproar over a cheap whore like this. My family--
Oh, I know I cant go through official channels, but I wonder what Noor and her family would think especially because I had time to take a picture of you in action with my cell phone.
Mahmed looked chastened, though he tried to hide his obvious fear. Mason said quietly, You have two more seconds to get out of here, and if I EVER see you lay a hand on Natalie again you will deeply regret it, that I promise you.
Mahmed beat a hasty retreat and Mason holstered his gun and reached down to help Natalie up. She was shaking now and he drew her into a tight hug, rocking her back and forth a little. After a few minutes he pulled back to look at her.
Are you all right, darlin?
She could only shake her head and in a wobbly voice she asked, How did you know I was in here?
Id seen you head in here earlier and then I realized I hadnt seen you since, and I was worried you were ill or something
I am so grateful you came in I swear, Mason, I am still stunned. I would never have expected this from him he seemed so nice and mild-mannered and devoted to his fianc. It was like this switch flipped and this mean streak came out and he was going on and on about America, and how awful our country is which was even more surprising since Kuman is one of our biggest allies
She knew she was rambling but couldnt help it.
Im so sorry, Natalie
No Im OK and I dont think hell bother me again but if you hadnt come in her voice broke a bit at that and he hugged her again.
You would have whooped his ass, darlin I know it!
She laughed a little and said, If it had come to that but I was trying not to escalate the situation more than it was but there was such a transformation it reminded me of Javier when Javi-- Oh my God thats it! Thats why those Uncles look familiar they resemble Javier and so does Mahmed if you think about it Mason could they be related? Through Javiers mother?
Mason looked at her in shock. Could she be right? Was that a connection? We need to talk to Chase and John!
Chapter 43
Natalie looked at Mason and said quietly, I guess we do have to tell John what happened
Masons face held compassion when he said, Yeah, honey, we do. Theres no way to evaluate and explore this possible connection unless everything that led up to discovering it is put out there.
I know, its just well you know John longer than me, how do YOU think hell handle it?
Mason sighed. At first hes going to want to shoot the bastard, and then hell level off at wanting to beat him unconscious. But he is ultimately a very savvy professional and hell understand why those personal, gut instincts have to be overruled. Do you want me to tell him?
Natalie shook her head and said, No well, at least not alone maybe we can do it together I think if he hears most of it from me, and can see Im OK I guess were lucky that youre the one who walked in here and not him
Youve got that right. I tell you, Natalie, my finger was itching to pull that trigger, so if it had been John
Something important suddenly dawned on Natalie and she said with urgency, Mason! What about Zo? Dont we need to warn the other agents to not let Mahmed near her?
Mason considered this, Im concerned about telling too many people what we suspect yet this has to be handled very carefully. But what I can do is alert them that hes had a bit too much to drink and it would be best if they kept him away from her as much a possible. Im going to call Chase to get the ball rolling. Im sure hes going to want to meet tomorrow to talk through everything
But how can I I mean, how will he be able to involve me without raising any flags? I guess we could do something off site?
Hell figure it out and lets face it, youre Zos friend and you were attacked by someone within the inner circle of her possible boyfriend. That would require some follow up as standard procedure. Look, lets go find JohnIll give him a quick run-down and then leave you to flesh it out He reached up and gently rubbed her left cheek a second, I hate to tell you this, but I think youre going to have at least a small bruise on your cheek Natalie, I really am so sorry youve been hurt at all
Thanks, Mason. But I AM OK I promise.
They left the relative quiet of the library and headed to the main salon where the bulk of the action was taking place, and they immediately spotted Mahmed across the room, sitting sullenly in a corner with another drink in hand. When he saw them he turned his head to avoid even looking at them. John was standing on the other side of the room, close to where Zo, Greg and Scott were talking with several others, including the host. He looked at them curiously when he saw them together, and Natalie felt her nerves jump a bit when she thought of having to explain what happened. Mason grabbed her hand quickly to give it a squeeze and then they made their way to John.
John felt his stomach drop because Mason and Natalie looked very serious about something. When they were within two feet of him he asked quietly, Whats wrong? What happened?
Natalie was surprised by the intense emotions that swamped her when she saw him and the concern in his eyes when she heard his voice. At that moment she wanted to do nothing more than crawl inside the safety and comfort of his hug and stay there, but she swallowed hard to keep her composure. She was immensely grateful when Mason jumped in, speaking in very soft tones.
OK, you are not going to like what Im going to say, and Im going to be a bastard and before I fill you in Im going to first tell you to stay calm
Johns gaze immediately went to Natalies face, his instinct telling him it had to do with her, and he noticed the slight swelling and early discoloration on her cheek. He sucked in a breath and brought his hand gently to her face asking Who did this to you? Then he turned to Mason, though he left his hand resting on her cheek, WHO did this to her?!
Mason briefly closed his eyes and said, Mahmed.
What?! John asked as he began to crane his neck to look for him.
Mason put his hand on his arm and said, John, I need you to listen to me. Im going to speak bluntly and then I have to go call Chase and Natalie can fill you in on the bigger picture. Mahmed cornered Natalie in the library and was trying to force himself on her when I walked in and pulled my gun, promising Id blow him away if he took more than 2 seconds to get off her. I first managed to snap a cell phone picture which I told him I would send to his fianc and her family if he ever came near Natalie again.
Son of a BITCH! I need to go At this point John was rubbing both his hands over his face.
NO, John, you dont! Mason said sternly. This is a thorny situation in general, but even more so if a possible connection Natalie has made proves true. I need to call Chase. Let Natalie fill you in but you have to keep it together. Look at her shes fine. Shes fine. Go find a quiet corner to talk Ill tell the others Natalie noticed something suspicious and is filling you in. Its plausible, and if they think its an excuse for something else, well that just helps your cover, right? Now go. Lets meet back here in 15.
When Mason left John looked carefully at Natalie, then took her hand in his, rubbing his thumb over the back of it. Lets go he said, then led her to a small office on the third floor. As soon as they were behind its closed door he took her into his arms and she banded hers tightly around his back, feeling blessed relief at the sense of calm that moved over her the moment she was in his embrace. She was OK, she felt solid again. Eventually John led her to a small sofa and they sat down, half turning so they could face each other, and he took both her hands in his.
Tell me, sweetheart
That got her. She felt tears gather in her eyes, and one coursed down her cheek. John rubbed it away and with a pained expression said, Natalie
Its OK I am all right, I promise.
So what happened?
Mahmed has been drinking a lot more than normal tonight and was paying me a good bit of attention
I noticed that he said with anger in his voice.
She smiled and said, I figured. Anyway, I needed to get out of the crowds for a bit so I took a break in the library, and when I got up to leave he was standing in the room, blocking my way to the door. He made it clear that, as he put it, he meant to have his way with me, and equally clear that my saying no was not an option. And he said some very ugly thing about me but, importantly, not really JUST about me it was this whole rant about America and our terrible ways. I was so surprised about all of it he had seemed so completely different. And when I was telling Mason about this transformation, I said that it reminded me of how Javier could flip like that and thats when it hit me. Mahmeds uncles didnt jump out at me because Id seen their pictures before but because they reminded me of Javier! And think of Mahmed doesnt he resemble him some? So it occurred to me is there any way that they are related, through Javiers mother, the Saudi Princess?
John sat back in surprise it made sense it was at least a possibility Oh my God we have to find out
Natalie nodded, and then said slowly, Something else just hit me as I was thinking back on what happened what he said about me John, I think hes seen pictures of us together. He knew about us, but he also went into well, pretty graphic detail about what I did with you how I sat on you and how you had your hands up my skirt. Thats very specific. Like he saw the pictures from Calgary
Or if our friends in Dublin took any
Right. So, even if hes not related to Javier doesnt that seem to suggest he might be involved in something? Whatever may be planned regarding Zo?
John nodded slowly. This is this could be a huge break but it also raises some major issues, politically, of course, but I think we need to take the threats even more seriously
Thats why Mason was calling Chase right away and Chase is going to have to figure out how to pull me into a meeting without making everyone suspicious
Hell figure it out
Im sure.
Natalie, youve made what may be the most critical connection - you are making such a major difference in keeping Zo safe I can never apologize enough for being such an ass about your involvement in this but I
What, John?
As your boss, I appreciate and recognize your contribution your value. And all Im supposed to really care about are your results. But as as the man who loves you who worries about you, it kills me what it has cost you to deliver those results. That man wants to send you packing to send you home with an armed guard to keep you safe until Im back there But we need you, now more than ever
Natalie squeezed Johns hands, deeply touched by what hed said. John, what you just said means so much to me Ill be totally honest its been hard. But it helps to know that it hasnt been for nothing and itwell, if I hadnt become part of this whole thing, I wouldnt be with you and thats worth everything to me
John pulled her onto his lap, wound his arms around her and kissed her with tender passion, which she responded to in kind. When he removed his mouth from hers he said softly, Its worth everything to me, too but it also puts everything thats important to me now at risk. Ive never had so much to lose, Natalie. And yet the risk
Has to be taken She finished.
He just nodded, profound sadness in his eyes. I hate this.
She kissed him again, then said, I think we need to go meet Mason She slid off his lap and they stood. He pulled her into one last hug and said, Ill keep you safe until I can bring you home
When they returned to where theyd last seen Mason, he was waiting for them. He quickly but quietly said, We are all to meet at around noon tomorrow. Chase will come find us
Hows he going to include me? Natalie asked.
Mason grimaced for a second and said, Well, hes going to pretend to call you and John on the carpet about the rumors hes been hearing about you and yank me in to question if Ive had any knowledge that Ive chosen not to do anything about
Yikes she said, while John just cringed
I know, but its a good idea itll work.
Mercifully soon it was time to head back to the hotel, and Zo was blissfully ignorant of all the drama that had unfolded during the evening as she chatted excitedly with Natalie about Greg and the upcoming trip to Laurentius. Natalie was exhausted when she slid into bed and fell into a dreamless sleep. She woke up with a nagging headache, though one she knew would not convert to a migraine it was just enough to make her feel muddled and achy.
As she was drinking the coffee that had been kindly delivered to her by room service, she heard a knock on the door and went to answer it, finding one of the hotel staff on the other side.
Miss Maxwell, this letter was delivered for you by courier the young man said, and then took his leave after shed fished a tip out of her purse. She felt her pulse race a bit wondering who it was from, then her stomach quivered as she recognized the handwriting it was from Javier. She sat on the armchair in the corner of her room and opened it with shaking hands, hating the fact that he could get to her like he did.
Cara Mia ~
I am sure it is presumptuous for me to use that term of endearment to address you, given my inexcusable behavior the night you so graciously agreed to dine with me in DC. If I had to do it all over again, I promise I would have handled things much differently. The only explanation I can possibly offer that I hope might have any impact on you and your regard for me is that sharing the story of my mothers life and choices stirs darkness in my heart and soul. It is for that reason I so rarely even allow myself to think of it, let alone speak about it. But you had been so open with me that I felt the need to reciprocate. Clearly I was misguided since I was unable to handle the consequent feelings and the need to lash out.
It will forever pain me that you were the one who bore the brunt of that need.
I am now prevailing upon what I know to be your innate goodness, and ask that you might find it in you to, if not completely forgive me, allow me the chance to show you that I can be different, and that forgiveness at some future date could make sense.
I will be in Italy at the same time as you. One of my very favorite restaurants in the world is in Rome, and I was hoping that your first night there Monday you would be my dinner guest, and let me demonstrate my sincerity and my best behavior.
Enclosed is another of my cards with my private cell phone number. I hope I will hear from you.
With deep regret,
Javy
Natalie sighed deeply and felt a wave of queasiness in her stomach. She knew shed have to do this. It could be the best way to explore his possible connection to Mahmed and the Kuman royal family. But if it was a topic hed assiduously avoid due to its painful nature, it was going to take some effort to steer him there and not raise any flags. Suddenly her headache felt much worse, but she knew she needed to shake it off and get ready. Some time over the next few hours Chase would summon her ostensibly to call her on the carpet. Even knowing it was a set- up she dreaded it since she feared it might happen in a relatively public place to increase its credibility.
Around noon Natalie was with Zo in one of the salons on the 7th floor that was being used as a common area for the Presidential entourage when Chase walked in the room with a very serious look on his face. Stinson, Murphy, Steinberg and Willows along with other more junior agents all looked up and stiffened, waiting to see who he was looking for, and hoping it wasnt them. Natalie, of course, already knew, but she tried to keep her features completely impassive.
Natalie. I need you to come with me. We need to have a little talk about some well, better that we speak in private. Can you please come with me Ive asked Agent McBain to join us as well.
Natalies couldnt help the flush that quickly crept from neck to hairline, and her eyes widened as she said softly, Oh OK and headed out with Chase. She was excruciatingly aware of everyones eyes on her, and the only truly kind and concerned ones belonged to Zo. Stinson was not successful in hiding her smug half-smile of vindication. She felt like she had been branded with a Scarlet A and then walked in front of the disapproving town. If she and John had only been playacting, it wouldnt be so difficult, but she did have some guilt about them crossing the lines professionally, yet couldnt help the anger that flared inside her over the notion that there was something inherently wrong or sordid about what had grown between them. She walked beside Chase without saying a word, but was aware he periodically glanced at her and was observing her carefully. Two more months. Theyd figure out how to make this work then, right?
Before they got to the suite that Chase was using as an office he asked, Are you OK, Natalie?
She looked at him briefly and said, Fine. We just have a lot to discuss.
That we do.
He ushered her into the room where Mason and John were already seated at a small round table. She gave them a tight smile as she joined them, and then they waited for Chase to get started.
Chapter 44
The small circular table had four seats, with Natalie sitting across from John and Mason across from Chase. Mason was to Natalies right, Chase to her left. For what felt like a very long moment the four glanced among each other, but said nothing. Natalie was trying to calm her nerves and don her professional persona simply be a Secret Service Agent, and nothing more since she was sure that was the only thing that was going to get her through this. When her eyes met Johns she saw that he had already done just that. There was a cool detachment in his reminiscent in how hed looked at her during the first few meetings after hed found out her true identity, when hed managed to stow his anger of course. She understood why he was doing this hadnt she just been reaching for that same zone. She condoned it. She endorsed it. She envied it. She hated it. But more, she hated the fact that she was a little hurt by it. What would it be like to not have to hide and pretend? Would they ever know that feeling?
Chase cleared his throat and began. All right. First, Natalie, my apologies for the embarrassingly public request that you join me. My thought is it will serve two purposes to shield the real reason for our meeting, preserving your cover, and also to keep anyone from coming to me with their concerns about you two since theyll know Im already on top of things. I have a number of things to update you all on, too, and some of that will be related to what happened last night with Mahmed. But why dont we first walk through that first, Natalie, and then we can go from there.
She nodded and began, It was some time between 11 and midnight. I, I needed to get away from the crowd for a bit, and frankly from Mahmed. He was behaving very differently than he had previously first, he was drinking, and that was making him, well, overly attentive towards me. He was dancing too closely and even followed me to the restroom at one point. So I ducked into the library for a few minutes. When I got up to leave, Mahmed was in the room, blocking my way to the door. I told him I needed to leave to find Zo. He informed me he couldnt let me leave because he wanted to spend time with me then he grabbed me and tried to kiss me. When I asked him what the hell he was doing he slapped me because I dared to use such language with him. So I figured Id try to defuse the situation and just talk him down, but he said emphatically that he meant to have me. Again, I tried to talk him out of it I brought up his fianc and how hed said he was true to her, and he said that had nothing to do with it because he was true to her in his heart and this would just be sex. At that I informed him that I wasnt consenting and then he went on a rant about me and my clothing being an invitation, but the thing was, it wasnt really or mostly about me he started going on this tear about America and what was wrong with us drawing a parallel between me and our country
Chase broke in, What specifically did he say, Natalie?
She thought for a second and said, I dont remember his exact words, Im sorry but something about us thinking we can do whatever we want or something
John broke in, Natalie, think, carefully, this is important. I know that you are new to field work, but your training still emphasized the need to remember conversations, whats said He cringed inwardly as he said this.
Natalie looked at him as a surge of anger went through her. Oh, well Im terribly sorry. Mark me down in my proficiency reports I guess. I let the fact that someone was planning on raping me rattle me a bit and youre right, a good, experienced agent would not have been rattled and would have remembered every word said. Ill take a remedial course first chance I get. And maybe you could coach me on how youve managed to keep cool under the threat of rape. Id really appreciate that, when you have a moment to spare.
Natalie saw an answering flare of anger in Johns eyes before he shuttered them again. Chase dove in and said, OK, OK Natalie, anything else you can remember would be helpful
She thought back, reluctant to remember but knowing she had to. He was angry that we seemed to think we could do whatever we wanted that the entire world just existed for our benefit and to do whatever we wanted them to do
OK, good, thanks. Now, it will be a big deal if we decide to ever take action or even seriously investigate the Crown Prince of Kuman, so we need to walk through what he did to you
Natalie squirmed a little bit and asked, In how much detail?
John again jumped in and said, As much as you can possibly remember. Chase is right, this will be a big deal and well need to be able to show his behavior was severe enough to warrant us taking any follow up action at all
Natalie said with a snark she was incapable of hiding, Wow, I am really showing my shortcomings, arent I. Of course you are right again OK, let me think for a second so I can get the order of things right
Mason had been sitting quietly but could do so no longer. He understood why John was trying to be nothing but a serious professional, but he felt a stab of anger on Natalies behalf as well and maybe it was because he was the one that walked in on Mahmed assaulting her that made it hard for him to maintain his own detachment. I have an idea why dont I just tell you what I walked in on, which all MY professional instincts and experience told me was severe enough for me to draw my gun. Which I dont happen to do lightly. Sound good? He asked while locking eyes with John.
Chase was watching all of this unfold and felt a headache beginning in the back of his head due to tension at the base of his neck. So many emotions were swirling beneath the surface, yet John was clearly in professional mode almost to an extreme extent. So that either meant thats all or mostly what he felt towards Natalie or he felt a heck of a lot more and was over-compensating. So many reasons to leave that alone, as hed determined when hed stood in Natalies room in Dublin and thought back on her dinner with Javier and its impact on her. In the end, what mattered was their ability to focus on their mission and push the rest aside. He simply nodded at Mason and said, Go ahead.
When I walked into the Library Natalie was on the ground. Mahmed was sitting on her straddling her, and had pinned her arms over her head to the floor. He was about to strike her again when he heard me cock my gun. Of course he was also shouting all sorts of horrible things to her and since I know how much you all want detail, not only did I take a picture of all of this which Id be happy to show you, but I recorded what he was saying yes, the joys of modern technology and multi-functional PDAs he said with more than a touch of sarcasm.
He put his PDA on the table and hit the appropriate button and, though the sound wasnt great, it was clear enough for them to hear:
You bitch! You WHORE! How dare you push me away! Do you not know who I am? You should be honored at my attention you are a common American slut! Dont you realize who I am?!
I know EXACTLY who you are and you make me sick! I want you off me I dont want you to TOUCH me!
IM not to touch you, is that it?! Oh, thats right youd rather have that much-older agent touch you thats what youre really about, isnt it? Hiding out in dark corners outside! with him between your legs and his hands under your skirt! You are a filthy piece of trash acting like youre too good for someone like me when you have no code and no honor just like your country just like your President!
Besides the dialogue, obvious sounds of Natalie struggling and gasping were heard. When the recording ended Mason looked at John and he had gone white, his mouth set in a tight line. Chase didnt look much happier.
Natalie had been staring at the table through the entire recording, and when she looked up it wasnt to find John, but Mason. She said softly, trying but not quite succeeding to keep the emotion out of her voice, Wow. I didnt know you were there that longwaited so long to intervene...
Mason felt a spasm of guilt and he said, Natalie
No no, really its fine. You did the right thing. Very professional. I Im learning a lot of object lessons today about the the need to focus on the mission. I mean, I know that, but it isnt always second nature for me yet let alone first nature. But Im learning I am
Her words had several layers of meaning and everyone in the room understood that. She went back to looking at the table, seemingly fascinated by it.
Chase finally spoke, OK, that recording and your photo combined with Natalies recollections certainly demonstrate the seriousness of this situation. Yet we need to tread carefully especially if we believe Mahmed might actually be involved in something much greater than simply being a drink-induced violent bastard with anti-American feelings. And I think we have to take that notion seriously because, based on what he said, we have to assume he saw photos of you two from Calgary, or perhaps Dublin since I know you two reported some flirtation there, and that you were being observed. Of course that then begs the question as to why he would have seen them.
He looked carefully at each of his agents and they nodded. He continued, OK, a few other things I need to update you on, and then we can discuss how best to proceed. First, someone checked out Natalie Maxwell two days ago, and of course that tripped our warning system. Your cover is well-constructed and we believe it held, but there is always the chance that someone is suspicious of you but to be honest that isnt what I think was at the root of the inquiry. We have a bit more digging to do, but we have traced things back far enough to suggest it might have been Javier Lezama who launched the probe, and my gut tells me its because he wants to take another run at you and is arming himself with insights into you and your background.
Under his breath John said, Son of a bitch! but they all heard him and glanced in his direction. Again, Chase simply continued. Natalie, he may be the best way for us to learn what we want without creating an international incident. The President is concerned about Mahmed, yet also worried that if he acts capriciously it can derail our relationship with one of our most pivotal allies in the region. We may have no choice but to investigate Mahmed, but it would be best to delay that as long as we can especially until we know if he is related to Javier and if they might be in league it could make sense for you to reach out to him, though wed have to think carefully how you should handle that, since he might find it very odd that after the way things ended in DC youd have any desire to even speak to him again.
Natalie reached into her pocket and pulled out Javiers letter, placing it on the table. Theres no need for me to reach out all I have to do is accept his dinner invitation our first night in Rome. This was delivered just before I ran into you, Chase. He asked my forgiveness and a chance to make it up to me claimed it was all because of how upset the story about his mother made him. I could simply show a bit of compassion due to that and agree to give him one more chance
John jumped in, But why would you give him one more chance?
I dont know because I still want to hear his insights on the Middle East? Because Im supposed to be a somewhat nave 19 year old who might find it hard to not feel some pull towards someone with his wealth and power who is throwing himself at me and begging my forgiveness? His ego will allow him to buy that, totally. Totally.
Shes right Chase said. OK, accept his dinner invitation, but do so with a degree of reluctance. You will, of course, wear your bracelet again and well be nearby. Now, on to another very important piece of news. Chatter has picked up repeated references to someone in a senior position possibly being vulnerable to blackmail someone referred to blue eyes whos seeing red. Sounds pretty obvious that they are talking about you two your cover is working beautifully. And I have to be honest, this is an unintended consequence I didnt envision, but might work to our favor. Theres a chance, John, that someone may reach out to you try to blackmail you. That would be another thread for us to pull. So, keep your eyes out for any subtle overtures. Now, when we add all this up, its clear we have a number of things in motion, and we need to keep up the momentum. I am going to have some of our assets keep a distant but careful eye on Mahmed he headed back to London this morning. We need to begin to factor him into our security plans for Laurentius since we have to assume hell be there and is a potential threat. Finally, we need to think about how you can get Javier to divulge what you want him to how you can lead himany preliminary ideas, Natalie?
I think the simplest approach might be best ask him to start talking about the region again not ask directly about his mother at least not right away. I could eventually tell him that it was my sadness on his behalf over that whole situation that prompted me to give him one more chance but then Im thinking I could ask if hed ever had any contact with his mothers family if that had helped at all
Chase nodded. That may be the best way but why dont we all give it a bit more thought to see if anything else occurs to us? Oh, one other thing. John, Natalie, I know you already have a scheduled meeting in Italy when were in Florence, third night of the trip. We should make that even more significant since we know youre being watchedto give them more ammunition and perhaps draw your potential blackmailer out make them think youre really crossing boundaries desperate so I think you two should spend an entire night together. Seem to go off the beaten path a bit, but go out to dinner have a night out not part until late the next morning. Ill arrange the schedules to allow it thats also a quiet night for the President, which is why you were meeting then to begin with. Everyone on board with that?
The trio nodded and then Natalie quickly asked, Anything else?
Chase responded, Not that I can think of right now
OK, well, Zoe is waiting for me or will be shortly. Consider me chastised now let me make Stinsons day and do the walk of shame. She tried to inject a note of humor but it didnt quite work. Then she was gone, leaving three silent and contemplative men in her wake, one of whose heart felt like cold fingers had wrapped around it.
Chase stood and said, Theres a lot cooking. Some things that are frankly concerning, but we are lucky we are aware of their possible existence at this early stage of the game and so much of it is due to Natalie. And here we thought shed only be the last line of defense... Were calling on her for a lot more than we thought, and she is new at this. So far she seems to be up to it, but we need to support her however we can
John didnt trust himself to speak, because he felt hed done anything but. He had behaved the way he did in an attempt to shield them from Chases eagle eyes, but deep down he suspected they werent fooling him. He found it interesting that Chase was nonetheless acting as if hed noticed nothing, and he surmised it was because he saw the benefit in that posturethe benefits that might come from John and Natalie really being involved as long as they were still getting results.
Mason felt like shit himself. He had certainly jumped onto his high horse pretty quickly to ride to Natalies defense, only to prove that he had left her in Mahmeds assaulting grip longer than absolutely necessary except for the job, of course.
Object lessons abounded in that room none of them particularly gratifying or pride-inducing.
Chase took his leave and left John and Mason sitting together. They didnt say anything for a long time and John said softly, I can honestly say this is the first time I have hated my job or hated myself for doing it
Mason nodded since he wasnt feeling much different and then said, John, I if things had been getting totally out of hand I would have intervened sooner honestly
John sighed, I know. I know. Its good we have the recording, but it was it was hard to hear. How many times is Natalie going to be hurt or manhandled by someone and just have to brush it off because of this job? Because we need her to maintain her cover? First Rocco twice. Then all the times shes had to deal with Lezama and she has to go back for more! And now Mahmed. Fuck. FUCK!
Mason quietly regarded his friend and then said, She has you, John, to help pick up the piecesto help her through it all
Does she? Do you think she walked out of here feeling that way?
Now it was Masons turn to sigh. She does know. And, yes, she walked out of here upset, but she gets it she does. And youll get a chance
When? When will I get a chance to to help her through this to try to explain? Oh, maybe I can grab her into a coat closet for two minutes because it doesnt seem like well have much time until Italy after shes already had to tangle with Javier
Well, maybe better after than before
John pinched the bridge of his nose, between his eyes which were beginning to ache with the headache building behind them. I guess. Well, we have about a half hour or so until were on. Lets go over the security plan again.
The two tried to bury themselves in the details it had worked in the past, and it almost did this time.
As Natalie walked down the hall to her room she was fighting back tears that were constricting her throat. She felt raw and vulnerable and angry. Largely at herself because she wasnt sure she had a right to her anger at least not at John, or Mason, or even Chase. It was this situation. But how do you strike out at that? She wanted to sit somewhere and cry. Just cry. What kind of agent was she? Maybe she wasnt one at all she was acting as one, but wasnt she really just a researcher plugged into a role that was never supposed to be this big this important? She was in such turmoil she didnt even notice the First Lady until shed almost run right into her.
Oh! Im so sorry Mrs. Caldwell! She said as she tried to keep her tears from pooling, let alone falling.
Natalie, dear are you OK?
Yes. yes fine maam.
Mrs. Caldwell looked closely at her and then seemed to make a decision. Natalie, Id like to talk to you I think we need to talk. Can you come with me to my suite?
Natalie couldnt help the expression of fear that flitted across her face, but then she said, Certainly, maam. As she followed her she groaned inwardly wondering what she was going to have to deal with next.
Chapter 45
Madeleine Caldwell led Natalie into the sitting room of the suite she was sharing with her husband and gestured for her to sit, which she did on an armchair that dwarfed her. The First Lady picked up the phone and asked for tea to be brought up, then settled on the corner of the couch closest to Natalies chair. The younger woman was intensely aware of her scrutiny, but there was nothing negative in it if anything it was kind, but mostly concerned.
Madeleine wasnt quite sure how to begin. She also wasnt sure she should be having this conversation at all, but she was a very observant woman and she had seen on a number of occasions that Natalie had clearly been roiled with emotion. She knew that the poor girls devastating migraine had sprung from emotional duress and she also knew that winding through everything was John McBain. Madeleine liked the agent very much. He had helped guard them since Noah was Vice President, and she knew her husband trusted him greatly. She sighed, knowing she was past the point of no return, and truly believing that Natalie needed this conversation most of all for who else did she have to talk to?
Natalie Madeleine began gently. Let me start by saying that this entire conversation is off the record I dont want you to feel uncomfortable. Its just, well, I know that a lot is going on with you challenging, emotionally-charged things overall you seem to be bearing up, but there are times like now well, I just think you might need someone to talk to
Natalie looked at the First Lady and could see she was sincere, but she didnt know what to say because she wasnt exactly sure what she was getting at, though she assumed the First Lady was aware of the rumors surrounding her and John.
Natalie I know who you are, dear. I know.
At the fear in Natalies eyes she continued, My husband told me. Chase knows that I know, too, but thats it. It was in Mexico. I had never thought you anyone but Zos friend until then but when she ran off that night, it struck me as increasingly odd that my husband and Chase said on more than one occasion, well, Natalies with her. I knew you were level headed, and in theory theres safety in numbers, but their level of relief and confidence seemed to go well beyond that. I said nothing asked nothing until Zo had safely arrived home and we knew you were OK. Hearing of your heroics, well that just made me all the more suspicious. When we were finally alone my husband took one look at my face and knew he had some explaining to do. Plus, hed already decided to tell me rightfully so about the possible threats to our daughter. He realized that if anything happened, and I hadnt been informed hadnt had any say in the matter Well, I will admit my initial motherly instinct was to sequester her, but Im not just any mother, and shes not just any daughter, and there are always risks when you are the First Family. So you see, we can speak plainly
There was a knock on the door and the tea was brought in. Three minutes later they were alone again and the First Lady continued.
I also know about the set up between you and Agent McBain the rationale behind you two pretending to be having an affair. That I know. But what I suspect is that you two are no longer pretending, and that that situation is causing you distress how could it not? Negotiating truth and fabrication the blur between the two especially when real feelings are involved
Natalie couldnt help the tears that popped into her eyes. She had so much pent-up emotion right now it had been building for weeks and she had no one to talk to about it to confide in. And the First Lady was so kind was such a wonderful mother to her own daughters. She needed to unburden herself the weight was smothering her and now she seemed to have someone willing and able to listen. In a small voice, made heavy with unshed tears, she said simply, It wasnt supposed to happen.
Madeleine reached out a hand to take Natalies and looked at her with compassion, saying, Natalie, if theres one thing Ive learned in all my years on this planet living life its that some of the very best things that ever happen werent supposed to. Even post-it notes were a mistake!
The two women shared a small laugh at that, then Madeleine sighed and said quietly, I I sense you need to talk about this, but I understand your reluctance. Its deeply personal, not exactly in keeping with the rules, and we dont know each other all that well but Id like to try to be someone you can talk to since you dont have access to your own mother right now. But why dont I go first. I understand your predicament more than you could know more than almost anyone could know. And what Im about to tell you is incredibly sensitive and confidential because even after all this time it could have political ramifications. But I trust you and hope to show you can trust me in turn
Natalie nodded and said, Of course
No doubt youve heard the official story that Noah and I first met when I was a college student and he was a visiting lecturer in politics while he was running for his first Senate seat.
Yes, Ive heard that.
And as the story goes, we barely registered on each others radar but two years later when I had graduated and he was into his first term, we bumped into each other at a fundraiser and lightning finally struck and was now free to do so.
Heard that too, yes.
Well, thats all a politically correct fabrication.
Natalie raised and eyebrow at that and Madeleine smiled.
Natalie, Noah and I began a clandestine relationship almost immediately. It was highly inappropriate and would have derailed his campaign and perhaps his career. Weve now been married over thirty years, and it would still cause a ruckus if anyone knew. I dont regret those first years in some ways, there is an excitement, and certainly an-almost romantic air of desperation urgency. But most of all, it felt painful. Heartrending sometimes. Noah even had to be seen on dates mostly photo ops at fundraisers or political events with others. Of course, since the only other option would have been not to be together at all well, that wasnt an option.
Natalie didnt know what to say at first. She was stunned, but also relieved because she believed she was talking with someone who truly understood, and she said quietly, No not an option. And you really do understand
Madeleine smiled and said, Your situation adds a layer of complexity that I think might have driven me even crazier. You are supposed to make people believe youre having an affair, and have to deal with all the mean-spirited gossip that wants to make it seem sordid. And you know its so far from that. You see, that was what used to make my blood boil what was so God-awful about Noah and I being in love? Because of our age difference? Because he was technically a superior as my professor? All the while I knew we knew what we had found was real and lasting and so far from base or ugly. But you you also have to be careful not to show too much. Not to make people like Chase think youve crossed the lines. My dear, I dont know how youve done it
Yes you do. You do know you just do it.
Yes, thats all you can do. And anyone with a heart can see that there is love between the two of you. I can tell from the way you are right now, and from the way that I have seen Agent McBain look at you when he doesnt think anyone is watching him.
Natalie looked at her in surprise and blushed, drawing another smile from Madeleine. Its true, Natalie. And frankly it surprised me because I doubted that man was capable oh, dont get me wrong, hes a great, honorable guy but hed seemed totally closed off on that front. And I think thats why he sometimes cant help look at you in wonder and he does. And it hurts my heart for both of you. But you only have about two months, hopefully, to get through. Surely there will be a way for you both to stay with the Secret Service and also be out in the open.
I sure hope so. AndI do love him. And hes told mewell
That he loves you too?
Yes.
Good. You two need to cling to that. Now, what particularly had you so terribly upset when we bumped into each other?
Again Natalie wasnt sure how to proceed because she wasnt sure how much information the First Lady was privy to, so she kept it generic. We had a team meeting to go over some things, and, well, we had to act like nothing but professionals cool and distant
Madeleine grimaced at her own memories. That is the hardest thing of all, isnt it. To treat each other with indifference and detachment. To BE treated that way
Intellectually I understand it. I know I have to do it too. But it feels so cold and I wonder, then, if Im really cut out for this. Drawing that line and being nothing but icy professionalism
Natalie, you are doing an amazing job and I am so grateful to you SO grateful. Youve already saved my daughters life once and I pray you are put in no additional danger. And the mother in me is furious that we cant go after Mahmed for what he did to you!
Natalies eyes widened in surprise.
Yes, I know about that and I would imagine thats at least partly what you were discussing in your meeting. No wonder why youre so upset you and Agent McBain having to dissect such a horrible experience for you while pretending you were simply colleagues that it didnt hit you hard personally
Well, John seemed to have no trouble shifting gears he practically led the interrogation, and it didnt seem to bother him in the slightest
Do you really believe that, Natalie?
No she said softly.
I daresay it took a significant toll on him, too. This cant be easy on him, because he IS your supervisor. Hes ultimately accountable to have known better to keep you safe to make sure you are able to do your job But there is no way he was unaffected by it. No way.
I know. But its not like we can talk about it right now or for a while. Not in any depth. We arent scheduled for any real time together until Florence. And a quick conversation in a coat closet isnt enough to get into much
Ah, the old coat closet caper
Natalie looked at her and Madeleine laughed, We were young once, too, Natalie. And dont underestimate how much you can work through in two minutes if you have to but, Ill tell you what. I have to go into my room and get ready for my next appointment which will take me about thirty minutes. If I saw the schedule correctly, John is about to come on duty, but I believe hes assigned to me for the first hour until the President returns. Im going to call him in here, but then go get ready and leave you two to talk
Natalie felt a range of emotions sweep over her. She was grateful, surprised, a little bit happy, but mostly afraid.
Madeleine reached forward to take her hands and said, Its going to be OK. Youll do fine.
She picked up the phone and asked for John to come to her quarters. Two minutes later there was a knock on the door and Madeleine ushered him in. He was the picture of surprise when he saw Natalie seated there, and Madeleine winked at him, said You have thirty minutes, and retreated to her bedroom.
Natalie hadnt been sure what shed say or do, but when she saw the regret and hurt in Johns eyes as he approached her, and when he said her name on a strangled whisper, Natalie it all became crystal clear. She closed the distance between them and put her fingers lightly over his mouth to silence him, then took his face in both her hands and stood on her tip-toes so she could kiss him. She felt his whole body relax she could have sworn it sighed and then his arms wrapped around her and he deepened the kiss which held regret, pain, tenderness and love plus the passion that was always simmering beneath the surface.
Natalie wound her hands into Johns hair to keep his mouth as close to hers as possible, and by the time they drew apart their limbs were shaking. She took his hand and led him to the couch and they sat and looked at each other for a moment.
The First Lady knows about who I really am and whats really going on between us
I gathered that. John smirked.
Well, lets just say shes a romantic at heart shes a wise and kind lady
Ive always liked her now Im sure I love her John smiled. Then he grew serious, Im so sorry that I was such a complete bastard
John, you did what you had to do I get that. I do.
But I went too far especially because of what Mahmed tried to do to you and, shit, Natalie your own history, then Rocco and that fuckhead Hawkins during your torture sessions! Youve had so much his voice broke and it surprised them both, but he cleared his throat and continued, Too many men have hurt you and add that slimebucket Javier to the list and you have to see him again! And then I hurt you! I know all that and Im giving you shit because you didnt memorize dialogue when Mahmed had his hands on you oh, and Mason well he may even feel worse
Natalie squeezed his hands and looked at him intently. John its hard. And, yeah, I guess all that other stuff that backlog of experiences that I try to forget well, its all still there but mostly like old scars that really dont matter much anymore and you yes, my feelings were a bit hurt but even as that was registering I was mad at myself because it isnt your fault it just IS and I swear you make everything so much better for me you have since, well since you first helped prepare me for the torture sessions, and after after, when well, I may have been drugged, but I have some memory of that night the night you helped me, and you saw my scars on my my breasts, and I felt so ugly, and you told me I was beautiful, and held me when I finally broke And knowing you love me
I do! Thats why it kills me just I cant stand having to hide it, and act like you dont mean anything that what happens to you, when someone hurts you doesnt tear my insides out
John I know that. I do. So it doesnt matter what anyone else thinks or knows
He kissed her then, softly but thoroughly. I cant wait for Florence, Natalie. We are finally going to have an entire evening, night and morning together. I can hold you all night and wake up with you we can walk down the street and hold hands and have dinner out and seem like any other couple walking around and just enjoying being together
John McBain I had no idea you were such a romantic youre almost poetic
I had no idea either. Its all your fault. I guess Im now a poetic, romantic, sweet-eating cuddler
Ooh, the sweet-eating was fun
John grinned and groaned, Dont remind me until we can do something about it
They hugged one more time, and then heard the First Ladys door open, so they parted and stood.
She smiled somewhat indulgently at them and said, You both look a lot better than when I left you good to see. Oh, Natalie Zo just rang my cell shes back from the gym and getting showered
OK, Id better go and well, thank you so much.
Any time, dear. And I mean it. Dont be a stranger it makes me feel useful.
With a soft squeeze of Johns hand to send her on her way, she left to connect with Zo feeling infinitely better.
Chapter 46
On Monday the Presidential entourage arrived in Rome about 10am. The President headed almost immediately to meetings with John and Mason leading his detail while the women got settled into their rooms at Villa Taverna, the US Ambassadors Residence. The Residence is located approximately one mile from the Embassy on the northern edge of Villa Borghese. and sits on six acres in the Parioli section of Rome. The Villa had been in existence since at least 955 A.D. Catacombs underneath the gardens dated from 270 A.D. For many centuries, the property was in the possession of the Catholic Church, and was used as a seminary for almost 400 years. Natalie found the structure and grounds both beautiful and fascinating given their age and history, and would have loved to spend some time walking around them. However, she had to spend some time reviewing her Maxwell backstory since Javier was likely knowledgeable. Theyd also caught a break because there were things in that cover that could help a lot in establishing a further bond with Javier.
Natalie Maxwell was born in November of 1988 in Newark, New Jersey. When she was three days old she was adopted by a classic country doctor based in rural Upstate New York and raised quietly as the only child of him and his wife. Sadly, Mrs. Maxwell passed away when Natalie was only 8, so she grew up largely motherless. She had had a close bond with her mother, but not as much with her father because he worked such long hours tending to his patients and community and burying himself in his work after the death of his beloved wife He was loving towards Natalie, indulgent, and proud of her academic achievements, but Natalie had been left largely to her own devices and raised mostly by a succession of nannies and babysitters until she pretty much fended for herself after age 14 by that time Dr. Maxwell simply hired a housekeeper to clean and cook dinner, then head home to her own family. All in all, Natalie had a quiet life in a small town, with good friends and a loving but somewhat distant father. However she never quite got over the loss of her mother, and since her death has wondered about her birth mother the Maxwells never hid her adoption from her. Initially Natalie Maxwell did not go far from home she did her freshman year of college at the State University of New York (SUNY) in Brockport but felt the need to break free and experience something very different, and decided to transfer to Georgetown since she wanted to study Political Science and figured a move to the seat of the US political system made great sense. It was because she was a somewhat simple small town girl that she had been quickly selected as a good roommate for the First Daughter and the rest is history.
As Natalie reflected on this dossier, she was struck by how much there was to work with in leading Javier where they needed to. She knows the loneliness of being raised without a mother of being given up at birth so much to work with. The ironic thing was Natalie Buchanan also knew the pain of believing her birth family didnt want her. Even though she had learned a very different truth and now had a close relationship with her mother and family, those hurts were still accessible though they no longer stung. She needed to keep things as focused on their shared experiences as she could and not let him turn things to the subject of John McBain and her relationship with him. She also realized that she had to try to keep her cool, and at least leave a window open when they parted, since they needed to keep an avenue to him open. With reason, she had become very upset by the end of their last dinner, but if he had not been so dogged as to try with her again, they might have lost the chance for ongoing contact with him. Her constant theme with him had to be, I know this isnt the real you I know theres more to you why are you being this way? Thats what she had to keep bringing him back to that would be the only reason shed continue to give him any chance at all, and it would be understandable given her own history.
Natalies head knew all this. But her stomach still rebelled at the thought of spending any time with him. Still, she believed he would try to be on his best behavior since whether for romantic reasons or a desire to have an inside contact or both he seemed to want to maintain some sort of relationship with her. He had been so excited when shed phoned him and said she was willing to give him this one more chance, because she did want to learn from him in advance of her trip to the Middle East, and the tone of his voice which hed turned into a smarmy caress made her skin crawl. He was taking her to Trattoria Checchino dal 1887, a century-old family trattoria that was chosen as number 23 by Restaurant Magazine on their list of the top 50 restaurants in the world. He had offered to send a car for her but shed insisted on taking a taxi and was to meet him at 8pm. Chase would be with the President tonight, but John and Mason would figure out a place nearby to listen in and be in position if she needed them, and she was relieved that Chase would not be hearing things live, even if hed eventually hear it all on tape.
The First Lady, Zo and Natalie spent the afternoon at The Vatican and even had a brief audience with the Pope, which was a bit overwhelming. He blessed them all and Natalie couldnt help the surge of hope that somehow that would protect her from the nefarious designs of her dinner companion then she worried shed squandered that august benediction on such a slimy bastard as Javier. She sighed inwardly and decided to take one hour at a time and not worry about the next one until it arrived.
At 6:30 she was in her room getting ready and faced a moment of decision what to wear. Her instinct was to cover up as much as possible; however she tried to override it for a moment and think of the situation as dispassionately as possible with an eye towards what they needed to accomplish. On some level she needed to seduce Javier even as he was trying to do the same to her that was her job. More like a mission, and one on which lives could literally depend. She therefore reached for an off-white filmy chiffon skirt that would swirl around about four inches above her knee and a matching halter top that thankfully didnt plunge too deeply. She wore Johns necklace, her diamond drop earrings and the wired tennis bracelet, plus brushed gold strappy sandals and a matching purse. She also grabbed an off-white pashmina which shed shroud herself in should Javiers gaze become too invasive. Shed told Zo that she was sneaking off to meet John, which at least had a grain of truth in it and of course the younger woman was thrilled and had asked Natalie if they were dining out or feasting on each other, and she could only laugh. Thank God for Zo and the moment of comic relief shed provided.
Natalie had only been able to see John for about one minute before shed headed up to get ready, and hed given her hand a reassuring squeeze as had Mason. She could tell the latter was still harboring guilt over how shed reacted to the realization hed delayed intervening against Mahmed, and Natalie knew at some point she was going to have to take him aside and assure him that she understood and held no ill will towards him. He had ultimately saved her and had been a very good friend to both her and John. As Johns long-time friend and colleague his partner, really he could have, and perhaps should have, had a problem with her with the fact that she had led John to engage in a relationship that could have detrimental consequences to him. But Mason had been supportive and constantly found ways to inject some humor between all the moments of tension. She needed to talk to him soon.
It was finally time for her to go and she took a deep breath and headed out, wondering what fresh torture awaited her at Javiers hands, or more particularly his debauched mouth. At five minutes before the appointed hour her taxi pulled up to the restaurant and when she stepped out she saw that Javier was waiting for her just inside. Again she was struck by how handsome he was definitely could be Andy Garcias brother but it was such a waste given how ugly he could be. He was dressed in black slacks, black shirt and an off-white sport coat and he smiled when he saw her, showing his perfect white teeth. Natalie noted that he did seem a bit subdued almost regretful and prayed that was a good sign.
He looked over her appraisingly and took her hand in his, Cara Mia you have no idea how much it means to me that you gave me this chanceone that I didnt really deserve
Natalie simply nodded and then they were led to their table, a full-bodied red wine immediately poured for them.
Natalie, I hope you dont mind, but I took the liberty of ordering ahead a selection of some of my favorites, which I hope you will like. If it turns out you dont, then we can quickly have them whip something else up for you.
She gave him a tight smile and said, Im sure it will be fine delicious. I read a review of this restaurant once you told me where we were meeting, and I cant imagine anything not being worth trying.
Indeed. By the way, you do look lovely, but I guess that would always go without saying in your case.
Natalie laughed and tried to make a bit of a joke, saying, Oh, no you should see me in the morning
But my dear I have in my bed in Mexico, and you were ravishingbut Id love the chance again he purred.
Natalies back stiffened as she cursed herself for opening that door, and he took note and broke in quickly, My apologies I have promised to be on my best behavior and this really causes me such consternation because I am normally such a disciplined and controlled person, but you do something to me bring something out in me and I guess, in some ways, the question of the evening at least to get us started is the same I posited to you in Washington. Why are you here? Why did you give me another chance?
Honestly, I almost didnt. And Im still not sure I should have its just
Just what?
I still think there is more to you than this persona you seem determined to put on around me and maybe around others too. I sense more depth. And, well, as you explained in your letter your personal story and the mark that has left on you, well that resonated. I can completely see how it would and that you were impacted by the telling of that story to me. And maybe because I understand better than you know, because my own story She let that die as if she was reluctant to share it.
What about your own story, Natalie?
It isnt as poignant and dramatic as yours at least not to my knowledge but I was adopted. My biological parents gave me up.
Really?
Yes.
Do you know anything about them?
No, nothing. My adoptive parents never hid that I was adopted but then
Then what?
Well, my mother my adoptive mother died when I was eight. We were very close, and I still needed her still do, but its been so very long now
I am sorry, Cara Mia. Honestly. Are you close with your father?
Im not sure you could call us close. He was is very loving. And hes proud that Im at Georgetown and all that sort of stuff but he is a classic country doctor, a pillar of the community, and his time was in demand by so many others
Sounds a bit lonely
You know, it didnt really strike me as such Ive always know my dad loves me, and I had friends and all the people in town who were so good to us because they loved my dad but I missed my mom. She was very special to me Natalie was caught a bit off guard by the break in her voice because at that moment she thought of her own mother and how long it had been since shed been able to talk to her, let alone feel Vikkis arms close around her.
Javier moved a hand over one of hers on the table and said, Ah, Natalie her loss still hurts you
Yes. Very much. But it also shows that a bond like that isnt just biological was there anyone for you? Did your father marry?
Javier chuckled but there was little humor in the sound, Repeatedly, Cara Mia, repeatedly. An endless succession of increasingly younger wives havent you seen all the tabloids saying that I am my fathers son?
I try not to read those, let alone believe everything Ive read or heard Were you close to your father?
We had a complicated relationship. I think there is a part of him that resented me because I reminded him of herand yet thats also why he liked having me around. And he was very proud of my business success how I took his relatively small company and made it a world player. But it is strange and maybe its because you long for what you cant have what is untouchable As he said this he looked meaningfully at her, then continued, I always felt more of a pull towards my mothers culture than my fathers. Always. Still do.
They were interrupted for a moment as four waiters descended upon their table laden with covered dishes that they quickly deposited with flourish. The steward topped up their wine glasses and then left them alone. Javier took Natalies plate and put a selection of everything on it, and then did the same for him. They tried a few bites, agreed it was delicious, then went back to their conversation.
Javier have you have you been able to meet or get to know any of your mothers family? Id imagine it would be tricky but it would seem there would be a wealth of relatives there, and given the deep pull and affinity you feel well maybe after everything
Javier sighed and said, As you know, one of my mothers sisters was aware of my existence, but for a very long time, no one else was. Her family was very very large since my maternal grandfather had a number of wives, all of whom bore him children. I actually have uncles who are younger than me, aunts who are not much older About 10 years ago, when I had really made a name for myself, after Id made my first billion, I was in Saudi Arabia for a round of meetings and happened to be at a party that was attended by a wide swathe of royalty and other powerful players from across the region. Late into the evening I was summoned to a private salon and waiting in there was the Queen of Kuman. To say the least, I was surprised because I couldnt imagine what she wanted of me. I knew it couldnt be business because as a woman she wouldnt be involved in that. I also must confess that until then my factual knowledge of the region and the various royal families was limited I had rejected it because it had rejected me, even though I always felt the pull so I knew nothing about her save she was the Queen of a small country Id never been to. What she told me rocked me to my core, but sent me on a journey that has been valuable to my life and helped restore a part of my very self. It sent me on my quest for knowledge and understanding of the land of my mother, and started my love affair with that geography
He looked intently at Natalie and she knew he was trying to decide if she merited him sharing any more. When he had mentioned Kuman and Mahmeds mother she had used every ounce of control not to react. Now she held her breath because she knew what he was about to share was something they likely had a desperate need to know. Her gut told her to say nothing to leave it entirely up to him to decide whether to proceed.
John and Mason hidden in a non-descript delivery van parked in back of the restaurant also held their breaths. Could it be this easy?
After a long moment he squeezed her hand again, but this time it seemed like it was to draw strength and to communicate the excitement of his discoveries. Natalie what she revealed to me even thinking of that meeting now makes my heart flutter
Start Flashback
Javier looked in surprise at the elegant woman seated on a silk brocade couch. She looked cool regal but that was belied by the slight tremor in her hand as it reached for what looked like a glass of whiskey. THAT was also notable since it was highly unusual for a woman of her background to touch alcohol.
Please, Mr. Lezama, sit.
He took the armchair to her right that she had gestured to.
Drink? She asked.
Something told him he might need it, so he inclined his head and she poured a healthy measure into a cut crystal glass. When he had taken his first sip and returned the glass to the table she smiled tensely and then said, Your mother would be so proud of you.
Javier literally jerked back in amazement. He hadnt known what she was going to say, but this hadnt even been in the realm of the considered.
Excuse me? was all he could choke out.
The Queen took a long sip of her drink and then looked at him directly and said, I was living in the US with my husband while he attended graduate
school at Princeton.
So you met my mother there? You knew her?
Yes, I knew her very well. Actually, Javier, I am your aunt. I am the woman who handed you over to your father immediately after your birth. Your mother was my sister my closest sister.
She then stopped talking so her words could fully register and she watched more emotions than she could quantify or describe play over his features and stiffen his body.
Javier was rocked to his core. He felt a cold fury but also a curiosity he couldnt help and he hated himself for that weakness. With a cold voice he said, I highly doubt my mother gave me a second thought, let alone would have wasted the time to know what I was doing to develop any pride in me
You are wrong, nephew.
His anger escalated at that word, You dare to call me that? To acknowledge me in that way? Its a grave insult after all this time and arent you worried of the terrible scandal if anyone ever knew someone like me had Royal Saudi blood running through him? My mother tossed me away please dont insult me even more by suggesting shed care a bit what had become of me
She didnt feel she had a choice! You would never have been let live if she returned with you to her home.
Then why return home?
She thought she had to that she couldnt disgrace her family and leave
Well, she certainly felt differently when she fell for the dashing American, didnt she?
Because by then shed reached the end of her rope with her life being so constrained! She knew she had to leave to get out
Then she should have come to me to ME! I should have come first been her first thought when she finally decided she would free herself of her gilded prison so we both know that wasnt what motivated her. I was not enough of a lure her own flesh and blood, the child shed carried for nine months! Again you insult me. She was willing to give up everything for her American lover who didnt even think she was worth more than his career, but not for me.
I know you are upset
Upset? That is the most inadequate word ridiculously so. Why did you summon me in here?
Because I have watched you become the man you are from afar and saw my sister in you every time I looked at a picture in a magazine or newspaper. Because you are also of my blood and I miss my sister every day and I want to know her only child.
Oh, how nice. But only hidden away in a back room I somehow doubt you are going to proclaim our common blood for all to hear!
You are right. I cannot do that when she saw he would interrupt her she held up a hand.
But I can introduce you to some other family members who arent so closed off who are more modern and understanding that is if you have a desire to know any of you mothers family at all. Thats really why I asked to meet you. It is totally up to you and I will not pursue anything if you do not want it. But I would like my daughter and my son the Crown Prince to know you. And my younger brothers half-brothers, really they are even a bit younger than you. My husband is, of course, aware of you and has been very encouraging about my desire to reach out to you and given who you are and what youve accomplished your growing investment in the region no one should think it strange that we would develop a relationship with you
Ah, now that Ive proven to be more than the bastard child of a Mexican, is that it?
That isnt what I meant!
Javier smiled malevolently at her, Oh, Im sure you didnt his tone making it clear thats exactly what he thought she meant.
I can never say or do anything to take away the past and all its pain. I cant even argue with your view of things Id feel the same way in your shoes. I was surprised when your mother made plans to leave home for that American. It is never spoken about since it led to her painful death and a breach between our family and that of her fianc. I never even learned the name of her American yet I hate him. I curse him every day. All I can do is offer a chance of a future relationship that could be meaningful. A chance for you to know some of your mothers family the other half of your heritage, which for all its faults is incredibly rich nonetheless. You have an open invitation to my home. Always.
The Queen reached her hand into her pocket and took out a slip of paper. This is our private phone number. As I said, my husband is aware of our having this meeting and the possibility you will call and I hope more than I can possibly express to you that you do so.
End Flashback
Javier shook his head as if to banish the memories, and he stopped speaking. Natalie didnt know what to say. She knew they had learned so much pivotal information, but she also couldnt help the stab of compassion that she felt for Javier what an incredible meeting that would have been and the revelations shed faced enough shocking family revelations of her own to be able to relate
She finally found her voice, My God, Javier, that must have been such a shock what an incredible meeting
Oh, Cara Mia, it was. At first I was furious. But two months later I was back in the region and I couldnt help it I realized I wanted to know my past my heritage. And also my aunt. I have learned she is a wonderful woman and I treasure our relationship and that I have with her son, and even some of my uncles. Of course only they know who I really am and I must insist it stay that way, Natalie. If anyone else were to find out I have told you this in confidence, and again Im not even sure why maybe because I sense a kindred spirit. Or maybe its more selfish than that. I do want you to know me to maybe see me as someone different than you thought and you never know what could happen from there
Natalie said nothing at that, and she held her breath as she waited for him to turn the subject towards John, but surprisingly he did not.
What about you, Cara Mia? Do you ever think of tracing your own biological parents? Learning about your own roots?
Natalie let out her breath and pretended to consider the question. At times I have, but frankly Im a bit afraid to know. Right now, I can pretend that they were heroic and gave me up out of love, even though it killed them to do so. The truth might be a lot different, and Im not sure how it would make me feel to find that out
Yes, the truth could indeed be devastating sometimes it is best to keep the fantasy things arent always what they seem no matter how much of a fairytale they appear to represent. Tell me how have you found it being in such close proximity to the equivalent of American Royalty?
You mean the Caldwells? The President and his family?
Indeed. They project quite the All-American image, but that tends to engender cynicism in some. Like myself I have a hard time believing they are that perfect. The young dynamic politician who captures the perfect younger, blonde blue-eyed daughter of a wealthy family. Then the requisite perfect children including a baby daughter whos as lovely as her mother... can it really be so mind-numbingly wholesome? Or has the President long-followed in the historic footsteps of his brethren and found distractions on the side?
Natalie shifted in her seat, somewhat surprised by the change in topic and his almost angry skepticism. Well, I havent known them all that long, but from what Ive seen they are what and whom they seem to be and I genuinely believe the President and First Lady are devoted to one another, exclusively.
Ah, you still are so nave you believe in true and lasting love? Then again, perhaps Mrs. Caldwell was deemed worthy of loving and it didnt hurt that she was a perfectly politically correct choice. Someone whod look good on the campaign trail not raise any flags draw questions... The perfect All- American girl who could bear All-American children, including a fairy princess because the daughter is now being courted by European royalty, isnt she. I saw the papers. Yes, such a perfect set up. Noah Caldwell was a master putting all that in place as he was beginning his political ascent and never a hint of scandal all along yes, choosing the right woman not being hampered by loving the wrong person no difficult decisions in that regard
Javier seemed lost in his own thoughts as he was talking, and Natalie felt a chill because there seemed to be a subtext beneath what he was saying and one which held great animosity. As she listened connections were snapping into place even as she prayed she was dead wrong. In the van behind the restaurant John and Mason were also sitting at full attention, their minds working overtime.
Seeming to catch himself Javier smiled but it did not reach his eyes. So, now you know about my connections to the Kumani Royal Family, you also know that youve met my cousin Mahmed Hes the apple if my aunts eye she had him so late in life, having thought shed be unable to bear any more children after her daughter. And of course the Kingdom rejoiced at the birth of a male heir. Youve been in Mahmeds company several times now, havent you? And youll see him again in Laurentius and of course Kuman
Natalie couldnt tell if there was an undercurrent in his tone and she simply said, Yes, Ive met up with him a few times.
What are your thoughts on him?
Natalie now wondered if somehow Javier knew what had happened, but it was safer to assume not, so she said very carefully, He seems devoted to his fianc.
Javier smirked a bit and said, Yes, shes a lovely, meek Kumani girl and crashingly boring. I am quite sure Mahmed has sought other female companionship
Natalie said nothing and then Javier leaned in very closely and said, Cara Mia, I told my cousin that, blood or no, if he ever laid a hand on you again I would kill him myself!
Natalie sat back in surprise and he smiled at her. Youre surprised I know? Well, Mahmed made the mistake of thinking that hed find a sympathetic ear when he railed about you shutting him down. He told me the entire story and first I told him how lucky he was that your agent isnt the one who found him attacking you. Then I made my promise to end him if he ever looked crooked at you again because you are mine off-limits for him to even THINK about!
Javier said this with such possessive vehemence that Natalie had to suppress a shiver. Neither was that lost on John and Mason and they shared a look of anger and concern.
Javier
I know I know you have your agent. For now. Oh, I know that youve welcomed him back between your legs again, even after our chat in Washington I do hope you are still trying to protect your heart even a little bit.
He saw the look of exasperation on her face, but continued. Cara Mia, has it ever occurred to you that your interest in the much older agent who no doubt makes you feel safe on some level is really an attempt to find the care and attention your father didnt have time for? Your search for a father figure is completely understandable
Natalie was peeved but she was not going to roll over this time. I assure you, Javier, there is NOTHING fatherly about the way John touches me, nor is there anything daughterly about the way I respond to him.
She saw anger flare in Javiers eyes before he neutralized it. Well I never said it was solely about that I am well aware of the lure of an older lover who can tutor you, but still, seeking out an older man to give you what your father didnt
Natalie broke in, Well youre older than John is and you seem to think youre an appropriate candidate for me. Is it my replacement father that youre looking to be? Funny, I somehow missed that given the general nature of what you have said to me since we first met nothing fatherly about that at all, except in the most depraved and sordid situations
Ah, Cara Mia I dont have a single fatherly feeling towards you the way I want to touch you, and for you to touch me would put me in jail in your country if you were a daughter of any kind to me yes, I may be older, but I wasnt simply talking about your agents age but his status as an authority figure.
Natalie felt her blood run cold at that what did he know? What could he possibly mean by that, seeming to suggest John was her superior? She forced a laugh and said, What are you talking about, authority figure? He has no domain over me
John put a hand on the door of the van, ready to dash out depending on how the next part of the conversation went.
My dear its classic. Hes law enforcement. He protects. He defends. He gets people to submit to him. He carries a big gun the ultimate in powerful phallic symbols. Are you saying you dont get a thrill as you are both undressing when you see him remove his Secret Service weapon just before you let him take you with his God-given one? The one youve already admitted was a challenge to your body, but still you dont fight him. Or maybe you do have you let him subdue you? Perhaps handcuff you or use some other restraints while he asserts his powerful dominion?
You know what, Javier. Im not doing this again. Im just not, especially because most of this evening we have been able to talk about things of much more weight and consequence. So let me just make something very clear. I would and I do let John do anything he wants to me to my body. I am totally his. You are right I am under his dominion. Every. Chance. I get. He and I are together and if you want to be my friend that is something you are going to have to accept or theres just no point in us spending any more time together. And that would be a shame because I STILL am hoping to benefit from your knowledge of the Middle East in advance of my trip.
She had seen anger flare for a moment again, and then he smiled. Fair enough, Cara Mia. I will abide your wishes as best I can. For now. But no matter your assertions, I am not convinced what you have with your agent is meant to last but I firmly believe I could make you happy and give you the life you deserve. And somewhere, deep down in a place you arent even admitting to yourself, you are intrigued by that notion. You are a 19 year old girl and I am a multi-billionaire 21 years your senior who is pursuing you. That has to appeal to your ego and make you wonder what if on some level. I can be patient, Cara Mia. I will find a way to make you mine first as my friend. I promise to send you some information in advance of your trip. Who knows, maybe our paths will cross again before that. And I will whisper in my aunts ear and make sure your stay in Kuman is something you never forget
Natalies blood ran cold at that, but she held his stare and said, Id appreciate it. Now, I think its time I head back
Can I give you a lift?
I think Id prefer to just take a taxi.
He nodded and escorted her to the exit, asking the door man to call her a taxi. When it arrive he handed her into it whispering, Until we are together again, Cara Mia, and then he kissed her cheek.
Natalie was dropped off at Villa Taverna and had just stepped inside when John emerged from the shadows and took her hand, pulling down a side hall.
He whispered against her ear, I have a taxi waiting at the side gate. Meet me there in five minutes. Were going to meet up with Mason and Angela.
She looked at him intently and whispered back, You heard what I did, then. A statement, not a question.
He nodded, kissed her mouth gently, quickly, then said against it, Five minutes and was gone.
Chapter 47
Natalie climbed into the taxi and as soon as she was inside John gave the driver the name and address of Angelas hotel. Then he put his arms around her and brought his mouth to within an inch of hers.
Softly he said, Since we cant really talk right now, we might as well find a more productive way to use this time then he took full control of her completely pliant and fully participating mouth as they kissed liberally, lingeringly, enjoying the movement of their lips and tongues against each other.
Finally they had to part to catch their breaths, and John whispered along her neck, Did you mean what you said, Natalie? Are you totally mine under my dominion? Would you really let me do anything I want to you to your beautiful, lush body?
Natalie shivered as her arousal at his words and voice pulsed through her, and she could only shake her head. Do you want me to restrain you, sweetheart? Should I do that next time were together? As he asked this his right hand had made its way under her skirt and was resting high up on her right inner thigh, and her shiver became a shudder.
John looked down at Natalie, her face only partially lit by the city lights, and he took note of her parted, moist lips and the thready quality of her breathing. She was looking at him with eyes that were wide in anticipation of his next move, but also made her desire for him blue-crystal clear. He wanted her so much at that moment and it took every ounce of control he had not to let his hand continue its journey because he knew what would await him if he let it, and his own arousal throbbed at that thought.
That moment they stopped at a traffic light and as John was leaning down to kiss Natalie he felt the weight of eyes on them. He glanced up and was staring into the face of Javier Lezama, whose car had come to a stop next to them. The windows of his car and their taxi were open to take advantage of the balmy but comfortable summer night air and the intersection was so well-lit that the two men could see the flash of recognition and something else in each others eyes. John whispered against Natalies mouth, Lezama is in the car next to us, watching every move were making
Natalie turned to look at Javier, her eyes locking on his when she gave him a soft smile. Then she turned and gave John a wink, and surprising both men and stoking excitement in John and jealous anger in Javier she quickly moved so she was straddling John, wound her hands around the back of his head, through his hair, and drew his mouth to hers in a searing, mouths-agape kiss, her tongue practically dragging his into her hot mouth. Johns hands moved of their own accord to grab her ass and pull her forcefully onto his raging hard-on and as the light turned and the taxi pulled away first, Javier was left with the unmistakable sound of Natalies deep moan of pleasure ringing in his ears.
Fully embracing a when in Rome attitude, John and Natalie maintained their passionate lip lock and the devastating grinding of their hips for three long blocks until they had to break apart for such a mundane need as oxygen. Their other needs were written all over their faces, hazing over their eyes, and pounding their hearts in their chests not to mention causing the different but equally aroused anatomy between their legs to ache and throb but reason had not entirely fled and after a long, but longing look Natalie slid off Johns lap and sat facing forward on the bench. John sighed and put his arm around her shoulders to draw her near, and by the time they pulled up to Angelas hotel a block later they were almost calm. Almost.
Holding hands they headed straight up to Angelas room taking advantage of the empty elevator to share another sloppy kiss and they hadnt even knocked on the door when it was opened by Mason.
I heard the elevator ding come in. come in He had shed his jacket and tie and had rolled his shirtsleeves up and his shirt was almost completely pulled out of his pants. Also very interesting to Natalie was the fact that his normally perfect hair was mussed. Before she could say anything hed apparently taken in their disheveled appearances and he said, Please dont tell me you guys broke any public indecency laws in the taxi on the way over!
John looked at him and rolled his eyes while Natalie said, No! Why would you think that?
Mason guffawed at that, saying Because I know you two and your history plus he said nothing more but looked over each of them with a smirk. Natalie looked at John and noticed the crazy look of his hair, courtesy of her active hands. She also noted that his tie had been yanked loose and a few buttons of his shirt were open when had she done that?! She also realized that her skirt was sideways and her top was off-center, only an inch away from exposing one of her breasts. She knew her own hair was likely a mess from Johns hands and her lipstick was no longer where it belonged since a good bit of it was now on Johns mouth and various places on his face. He had done a similar inspection and looked at her a bit sheepishly, but then winked, pulled out his handkerchief, and first wiped her mouth and face clean and then his own. He pulled her skirt and shirt back into place and then said snidely to Mason, Satisfied?
Isnt that more of a question for you, John?
At that moment Angela stepped out of the bathroom and she didnt quite meet their eyes as she said hello, and Natalie had little doubt what she and Mason had been up to while theyd waited for her and John to arrive. She smiled to herself but decided to let it drop for now. She wasnt sure if Angela could take the type of over the top ribbing John and Mason engaged in and dragged her into.
John ignored Mason and walked further into the room. There were two double beds and there wasnt much choice except to sit on them Mason and Angela sat on the side of one which looked suspiciously mussed while John and Natalie took the other and faced them.
John dove in, So, Angela, hopefully you have the answer to what has become a critical question: early in his career, before he ran for senate, was President Noah Caldwell a diplomat stationed in the Middle East most especially Saudi Arabia?
Angela said gravely, Yes.
The three others let out a selection of sounds, all of which connoted the dread of confirmation and the dashing of hopes.
She continued, I didnt even have to dig. Its in his biography. Well, his more detailed one and the more comprehensive articles that have been written about him. It was just so long ago almost 40 years, now and hes done so much else, starting with his Senate career. And if he knew that the Princess Javiers mother had been killed well it would be understandable why hed downplay his time there
No one said anything for a while, then Natalie said softly, So, our operating assumption unless and until we can prove differently is that President Caldwell is the American Diplomat Javier blames for the death of his mother and whom he hates because he believes she chose him over her own son. And that if he is involved in a plot against Zo, that its personal, not political?
John spoke in a weary voice, Its looking that way. There may be political considerations too, but what a way to kill two birds with one stone. Others are likely involved and for them it is probably all political as political as you can consider rampant hatred of our country. If Javier is the one driving it, he wouldnt be able to motivate an extensive group of participants based on his personal sob-story especially since hes keeping that story pretty well concealed.
Mason broke in, But what about Mahmed? Would he not feel the familial, personal sting and desire for revenge?
Very likely John said.
Natalie asked suddenly, What about the Queen? If shes involved what chance do we have of keeping Zo safe if an insider of that level is involved? And would the King know and be part of it? He condoned her reaching out to Javier
Angela spoke up. I would be very surprised if the King would have any idea, let alone be involved. He is incredibly savvy and firmly believes his countrys future is linked to ours. Period. But theres no guarantee his wife sees it that way or would put that over the desire to avenge her favorite sister.
Natalie questioned, So what do we do? Do you suggest that the President cancel his trip to the Middle East or at least to Kuman?
Angela answered, He needs those meetings to go well they have to We need our bases there to be renewed we need their oil to remain cheap but perhaps he could leave Zo home from that leg of the trip
John thought about that and said, That might be the best decision but no one should know it until the last possible moment, otherwise they might have a chance to re-group and execute their plan somewhere else
Mason said, We have to talk to Chase, and then he has to talk to the President. Get to the bottom of everything. But Chase is going to have to impress upon the President the need to keep his cool and not let on we know any of this not let on he knows Javiers true identity.
Dont you think theres a chance he already does? Natalie asked.
When they looked at her questioningly she said, I am quite sure Chase told him that we learned back in Mexico that Javiers mother was a Saudi Princess. He knew when we headed down to Mexico that Javier was a person of interest due to rumored dealings in drugs and arms. Unless of course Javiers mother never told the President of his existence maybe she never admitted shed had a child out of wedlock and sent him away for his father to raise
This is very complicated Angela said softly. But its hard to believe theres no connection
Chase has to talk to the President, and then we have to go from there John summarized.
They suddenly felt a heaviness of spirit that was almost exhausting. John couldnt help wondering if anything would ultimately deter Javier from striking at the Caldwells if this was personal. Even if they thwarted him this time personal vendettas often had a lot more staying power than those that were purely political. Then again, politics got pretty personal tooalmost always
It was time for Natalie, John and Mason to head back to Villa Taverna, and for the two men to wake up Chase and brief him. John and Natalie said theyd wait for Mason in the lobby and beat a hasty retreat so Mason and Angela could have some privacy as they said their good-byes.
When the door shut Mason took Angela in his arms and they smiled at each other. She said, I have a feeling they know we were fooling around some before they got here?
Mason winked and said, So? At least we were in private they were making out in the back of the taxi on the way over here, I guarantee it. And Im not even sure that my presence in the taxi on the way back will keep them from going for an encore
Aw, Mason. Have a heart. It cant be easy on them, having to skulk around and having such gaps between the times when theyre allowed to be together. We can be together almost any time we want
No we cant because Id like to be with you right now, but I have to go back to the Villa and hope I can keep those two from flashing half of Rome and mortifying the taxi driver
Laughing, Angela wound her arms around Masons neck to make her desire clear, and he was happy to give into her. Their mouths met in a heated kiss while their bodies aligned against each other. Masons arms banded around her lower back, pressing his arousal into her stomach and drawing a slight moan from her.
When they broke apart Angela said, I guess I do need to clarify we can be together whenever duty allow us which sadly isnt now. I wish you could stay, too I really do.
Mason kissed her deeply again and said, Well get our chance, darlin. And Ill make sure its worth it
Im going to hold you to that
I hope you hold me to a lot of things
They kissed one more time, then Mason grabbed his coat and headed to find John and Natalie. It took him a few minutes, but find him he did hidden behind a large stone pillar making out like hormone crazed teenagers. At his genuine laughter they sprung apart, but then smiled back at him, actually beaming ear to ear.
Mason sighed elaborately and said, Come on you two do I need to sit between you in the taxi
Only if you want to join in, Mason Natalie sassed.
Well..
Mason.., John said faux-warningly.
Natalie sat between Mason and John, and they behaved themselves out of deference to their friend, having to content themselves with holding hands. Still, that was better than feigning indifference. When they arrived back at the residence Mason headed to the restroom to give John and Natalie the chance to say good night. He led her into a small study and they kissed with a slow, deliberate passion, happy to have the chance to do so. The twinning of their tongues could excite and satisfy in perfect proportion. When John drew back he whispered against her mouth, Not even 48 hours, Natalie soon well be in Florence and have more time than weve ever had together
When they got back to the center hall Mason was waiting there, and then John said, OK, sorry for this but Ive got to hit the head myself real quick
Go ahead make it snappy
When John had gone Natalie turned to Mason and said softly, Im glad we have a few minutes alone
Yeah?
Yeah. About the whole Mahmed thing...
Oh, Natalie look, Im so sorry that
Natalie reached up and covered his mouth with her hand for a second. No need. I promise. First, I know without a doubt that if the situation had been truly out of control you would have had him off me in a heartbeat. I know it Mason and you do too. Second, having that recording may make a huge difference at some point. You have been such a great friend to me and I dont want you feeling badly. That would well it would just make me sad, Mason.
He looked at her with relief and said, Thank you for saying that, Natalie. I promise Ill have your back every chance I get He pulled her into a tight hug, then they stepped apart and waited for John.
Natalie wished them luck and headed to bed, and surprisingly fell into a deep sleep with considerable ease.
Chapter 48
The next day and evening flew by, and when John and Mason werent on duty they were sequestered with Chase. They were all at a dinner and party hosted by the President of Italy, but the undercurrent of tension put a damper on any flirtatious or lighthearted behavior between John and Natalie. He was able to briefly tell her that the President was concerned but wanted to wait until they were back in DC to talk to the First Lady about everything. And that was a lot because the First Lady had no idea about his relationship almost 40 years ago with a Saudi Princess. Natalie could see the extra lines of tension on the Presidents face, but for now Madeleine Caldwell was her normal happy self, and Natalie worried about how shed handle the news then again, it had been several years before shed even met her husband, so maybe that wouldnt be such a great blow. But she still would be gravely concerned about the perceived sins of the father being visited on their youngest daughter.
The following day they finally headed to Florence, taking up residence in a centuries-old villa that had been refurbished and was now owned by a wealthy industrialist more than happy to make it available to the President and his family. They arrived around noon and settled in to the large and richly appointed estate. There were at least 12 luxurious suites, multiple salons, dens, a library, two large kitchens, and dining room that was the size of a small ballroom. Natalies suite was one of the prettiest set of rooms shed ever seen, decorated in sunny yellow, white and blue. She was scheduled to spend two nights here, but tonight she would be somewhere with John and her stomach flipped at that thought. She didnt know where they were staying, where they were eating dinner tonight she knew nothing, since John was arranging it all.
Four oclock. That was when Natalie was leaving the villa to connect with John. By then he would have texted the name and address for the hotel where she was to meet him, and shed soon after be in a taxi to head there. Zo knew what she was doing, but her official cover story was that a high school friend was doing a summer abroad program here, and Natalie was going to spend the night with her. John wasnt bothering to come up with a story. He would say nothing if not asked, otherwise hed just say that he was meeting a friend and leave it at that hoping, of course that theyd draw the correct conclusion. He had the night off as did Mason because the First Family was having a quiet, restful night at home with just two couples coming in for dinner all Americans who had long-supported Noahs career and campaigns and who just so happened to be visiting Italy while he was.
She and Zo spent the afternoon walking around the grounds and then relaxing in her suite, which was done in relaxing pale greens and dashes of white.
So, Natalie you are finally getting to spend an entire night with the VERY special agent John McBain. Do you think hell let you get ANY sleep at all or is the question really whether YOULL let HIM get any sleepI suppose the whole point is that there isnt going to be much sleeping done, is there? Well, except for some recovery time
As had become her habit with Zo when they were talking about John, Natalie simply laughed and shook her head, keeping her blushing largely in check.
Zo, you are a real piece of work
Do you still get a little nervous before you meet him, and before you well, you know? Or are you totally used to him now?
Maybe a little nervous, but in a good way
Yeah, I could see thatWell, I just hope you have a great time. And youre going to meet mom and me at the Accademia Gallery at noon tomorrow, right? So we can see Michelangelos David and you can compare his physique to Johns since it should be fresh in your mind just dont forget yourself and try to feel up the statue! Oooh, but wait. John will be on duty as will Mason the other turbo-hottie so hell be there for you to grab.
Zo, if anyone seems at risk for jumping on a statue it is you my love.
Sure, rub it in that Im not getting any just hours before you are running off to meet a smoking hot older man wholl make your eyes swap sockets!
Zo Natalie sputtered.
What? Am I lying?! You know, there really is something so unfair and out of balance about this whole thing. In my case, the Secret Service is like a fricken chastity belt, in YOUR case the lead agent is your LUVAH! I mean I ask you, on what planet is THAT fair?
Planet Natalie, of course.
Ah, of course. And what a lovely planet. Just think, in a few short hours your LUVAH will be taking up residence
By this point Natalie was just laughing at her, and she asked, What are YOU going to be doing while Im gone?
Well Ill tell you one thing Im going to try not to be thinking at any given moment whether your knees are up by your ears! Other than that, after the lame dinner I have to sit through I think Ill just have to read another one of Mistress Tonis books.
Do you really think thats a good idea? I think those are what have gotten you in this overheated state to begin with
Theyre all Ive got right now, Missy. And who knows maybe when Im in Laurentius Ill be able to steal away with my Prince!
Well I mean, I hope if thats whats meant to be but you really shouldnt be trying to sneak away
No need to really sneak away the Palace there is huge and completely protected, so it would be really more about finding a private corner for a little bit
Do you really feel that way about Greg?
I like him a ton weve been trading emails and have spoken a few times over the past couple of days. I dont know and dont worry Im not going to just dive in if I dont get the right vibe but If I do
Just be careful
Always. And you too!
By 4:30 Natalies taxi was pulling up to the Westin Excelsior Hotel located at Piazza Ognissanti and overlooking the Arno. It was a magnificent, storied older hotel that Westin/Starwood had purchased and completely refurbished. When Natalie walked into the lobby with her overnight bag a doorman sprang to attention but she politely assured him she could manage on her own. As she looked around for the elevator she thought it was possibly one of the prettiest hotels shed ever been in. She took the elevator to the third floor, her stomach jumping in anticipation, and then walked to room 323. She didnt know why it somehow seemed even more illicit and exciting to meet John at the room as opposed to in the lobby first. She gave a soft knock on the door and it quickly opened, with John on the other side, his eyes intense but a small smile softening his lips.
Hey he said softly, Come on in
She stepped into the room and was again struck by how beautiful it was. The ceilings had to be between 10 and 12 feet high and the furnishings looked like classic European antiques, though they were surely very good reproductions. The room was dominated by a massive bed, but what caught her attention were the open French doors that led to their small balcony and the fantastic view of the Arno just across the street. The closest buildings were on the other side of the river, so there was an air of privacy.
This is beautiful
I thought you might like it. He said as he took her overnight bag from her hand and slid her pocketbook off her shoulder. Then he drew her against him and their arms wrapped around each other as they shared a deep, slow kiss that held infinite promise and brought their always present passion for each other to the forefront. John pulled back and cupped her face in his hands and said softly, I need to be with you right now first before anything else. Our dinner reservations arent until 9, and we can do our work before we head out, but now
Before he could complete the thought Natalies hands had moved to his belt buckle he was still in his work clothes though his jacket and tie had already been tossed aside. Within two minutes it only took that long because they kept stopping for a kiss they had completely undressed each other and Natalie couldnt help but flash on Zos statement about the David. John was like a beautiful statue of hard muscle and hot skin, and when she saw his incredibly prominent manhood she felt a quiver in the muscles deep inside her and an unstoppable desire to taste him. She stepped towards him and quickly kissed his mouth, then moved hers to his neck, and slid it down his chest, her hot tongue trailing his skin. When she moved it firmly around his right nipple, then his left, she felt the shudder work through his body and he groaned her name, Natalie as he wound his hands in her hair.
John was holding his breath because he understood her intent and he could not wait to feel her talented mouth close over him he was literally throbbing in anticipation. In a move that brought another groan from him she slid her tongue from his breast bone down over his stomach as her right hand took his thick length in its firm hold, and her left came to rest at his lower back. His eyes were heavy lidded as he looked down at her, meeting her wide open blue eyes which never wavered as she began to lick his length and then his tight, engorged tip, briefly but firmly sticking her tongue at its opening as if it was almost possible to enter him, and he couldnt help the gasp that escaped and the bucking of his hips in response. She tortured him for a few moments more with her hand and her tongue, then she nearly killed him when her mouth moved over him so she could take all of him, and he could feel her lips and jaw muscles trembling as she stretched to do so. She didnt stop until she felt him hit the back of her throat and he moaned at that contact, then she moved her hands to his ass and began to fuck him with her mouth, directing his own motion with them. Johns head fell back as he released a guttural moan and his hands went to the back of her head.
John never wanted this to end, his blood felt like it was bubbling up and down every artery and vein, but he needed to find the strength to pull her off of him or hed have nothing left to give her in return. He reached down and grabbed her elbows and hauled her off him and up his body, then he moved his hands under her arms and picked her up off the floor so her body hung along the entire length of his. As his mouth latched onto hers in a heated kiss she wound her arms around his shoulders and he moved his hands to her ass, then slid them to the backs of her thighs to encourage her to wrap her legs around his middle, which she gladly did. When his thick hardness pressed against the moist, heated flesh between her legs, their mouths popped apart to free their moans and they looked at each other with a burning intensity. In two long strides John had Natalies back against the padded upholstered wall between the armoire and the desk, and she gasped in surprised anticipation.
His eyes searing into hers, John moved his hands to her ass to reposition her and then sliced into her in one fluid arc of motion. Her head rolled back against the soft wall as he reached the deepest part of her, and she tightened her legs around his back to draw him even further in. He began to thrust in and out of her with devastating consistency, and he moved his hands to her arms to pull them from around his neck so he could press them to the wall above her head, his hands circling her slender wrists as he held her in place.
John. she moaned.
He looked at her and said soflty, This is the best I can do for restraints right now. God! It looks like your hanging from the wall, my hands as your shackles while fuck you
As he said this, his mouth came closer and closer and she felt the heat of his breath and craved his hot tongue mating with hers. Natalie was panting now as he kept up his punishing rhythm, driving her back up and down the wall, and his own gasping breaths were mingling with hers, causing her lips to tingle. She licked her lips and she saw his eyes move to her mouth, and she was sure he would finally possess it, but still he just hovered over her.
He moved his hands so his fingers were entwined with hers and as he struck even harder within her he rasped, Is that good, sweetheart? Can you feel how deep Im getting? Ever so briefly he brushed his lips over hers and she opened them in anticipation but she he drew back and she groaned in frustration.
Whats wrong, Natalie?
Kiss me
You want to feel my mouth on yours my lips forcing yours apart so my tongue can slide against yours so we can taste each other?
Yes Oooh. HmmmMmmm her assertion was turning into more non-specific sounds as his pounding presence was causing her tight wet walls to begin to clutch at him, sending spasms of pleasure throughout her body.
John could see her desire burning in her eyes which she could barely keep open, and he could feel it in her hot breath coming in small bursts around the sounds she couldnt contain. He was getting lost in her her hold on him almost making his legs forget to work, but his steady assault on her body was causing his thighs and ass to burn from the exertion but that was no match for the tightening in his groin as he felt her begin to contract around him.
She kept moaning his name softly against his lips and finally he relented and crashed his mouth down onto hers, forcing his tongue into her mouth and against hers, accepting her sigh of relief into his recesses. Soon their tongues were matching the rhythm of his hips and her internal quaking against him was increasing in its intensity.
Natalie was taken over by the sensation of his mouth on hers, his upper body crushing hers against the wall, their hands squeezing together almost painfully as his steel continued to plunder her, driven by the unerring control of the strong muscles that corded his thighs and backside. She didnt want this to end yet her body hungered for the release only he could bring to her. John could sense her slide to the edge, and as his mouth continued to seduce hers he surrendered her hands so his could slide to her ass and jam her against him at the exact moment he stood on the balls of his feet so he could ram deep within her. Then, with her pinned against the wall he used his strong hands on her cheeks to rock her against him in the exact tempo and intensity with which his pelvis ground into her.
When John let go of Natalies hands her arms fell like a rag dolls over his shoulders, and she used whatever strength she could to hang onto their broad steadiness. Then she held on for all she was worth when his hands ground her down as he surged upward, setting off her orgasm which swept over her with explosive power. She ripped her mouth from his and her neck arched her head back against the wall as she screamed out his name, her nails now digging into his shoulders. Pulse after pulse of ecstasy jolted her, convulsing her walls against John. As her moans slid to whimpers he was grunting at the feeling of her grabbing him so tightly and drenching him with her liquid heat and he continued to push into and rock against her until his own climax took almost violent hold of him, quaking every muscle as he exploded into her core and shouted, Natalieeee!. He was lightheaded and couldnt get enough air, but somehow he remained sound enough to peel her from the wall and stumble backwards until his legs hit the the bed and he toppled them back onto it in a shaking conjoined heap.
They stayed that way for a long time as they cooled down and their nerve endings calmed from the frazzle theyd become. At first they lacked the capacity to say anything, and then were simply content to lie together with Natalies face tucked into Johns neck and his hands tracing gentle circles on her back. And they still had so much more night ahead of them
Chapter 49
John pressed a kiss into the top of Natalies head and said, We should get our work over with and then the rest of the time will be all ours
He slid from the bed and pulled on his boxers and tank and tossed her his shirt.
Whats this? She asked.
He stopped to look at her and said, Well, first of all, I cant concentrate when youre naked. Second, I refuse to talk about Lezama while you while we are naked.
She shuddered at that and said, Good point and donned his shirt.
They sat beside each other on the bed, leaning sideways against the large array of pillow and bolsters that were scattered against the headboard so they could face each other. John started, Well, things were pretty tense with the President Chase spent quite a bit of time with him. He had no idea that Javiers mother was ever pregnant, let alone had a child she gave up. He also swears that he had only a handful of clandestine dates with the Princess her name was Nir and they were never intimate. He said that he began to grow uneasy because it was clear shed become quite intense about him and kept talking about him helping her escape from the prison she felt she was living in. He had a timely reposting to another country and hadnt even realized shed been killed soon after hed left. He is still reeling from all this, and the notion that Javier loathes him for something he feels hes overall innocent of and that that may be putting Zos life at risk well, lets just say hes struggling with all of this. Not to mention that hes going to have to tell the First Lady about it, though he wants to wait until theyre back in DC
Does he think he needs to pull the plug on the Middle East trip, or at least leave Zo home?
Hes still trying to process it all he even had the crazy idea that he should confront Lezama and try to tell him the truth.
Is it such a crazy idea?
Crazy is probably too strong of a word. I think its an understandable but misguided notion because I think Lezama is too invested in his life story as he knows it. Its a long shot that hed believe what the President has to say at all, especially because it isnt particularly complimentary towards his mother and he needs her to be the innocent victim to as great an extent as possible.
Its just all so unreal. I was dreading having dinner with Javier because he can be so horrible and I wasnt sure how to get him to open up about what we needed and it took a little bit, sure, but really just going over the Natalie Maxwell history next thing hes fessing up about his Aunt being the Queen of Kuman it was just so
John and Natalie looked at each other, their eyes widening, and said in unison, Easy
Too easy? Natalie asked.
John rubbed his hands over his face and said, Maybemaybe but then we have to ask what he was trying to gain by getting that information out
Natalie was sliding right back into her research/analyst mode as she said, Well, there are a number of variables that have to be considered and we dont really know the answers. I mean, we have to consider everything from him being guilty of something and fearing we know and need to be pushed off track, to, I suppose, that hes innocent of any conspiracy and simply has lots of family baggage
Yeah, there are a lot of variables, but I think we can rule out that last scenario too much smoke, even before this most recent round of chatter and the concern that something specific is being planned, there was a lot of intel to suggest hes been up to his eyeballs in drugs and arms deals, with at least some of that money funneled to the wrong people in the Middle East.
So then why does he want us to know of his connection to the Kumani Royal Family?
:Lots of possibilities there
Natalie sighed and nodded her head. On the one hand he could want to be innocent by association he may fear we suspect him of something, he knows that Kuman and its ruling family are great friends of the US so if hes tight with them, then we should assume hes our friend? Or at minimum isnt about to launch an anti-American attack there
Possible. Of course he could also be trying to drive our behavior in a certain direction prompt us to cancel the Middle East trip or pull Zo from it but that begs the question why
Because what theyre planning is for somewhere else? Maybe they want Zo to stay in the US because thats where theyre planning the attack not abroad? And if shes home with a normal security team while the President is under heavy guard in the Middle East is she more vulnerable? And they get to crow about another attack on our soil?
John mulled all that over, and then tossed out, I suppose we also have to consider that the whole Zo thing is a red herring we are so worried about her we keep her home under stringent protection, and somehow they think the President will therefore be more vulnerable due to the shift in resources maybe HES the ultimate target
Do we have to consider whether there are Kumani Royal Family members involved? Mahmed? Even the Queen? The King?
John half-groaned at that. I can let my mind go to Mahmed, but his parents?
I know but then if we believe they are staunch US supporters if they still believe a special relationship with us is of value then would Javier do something to put all that in jeopardy? Especially because of his own extensive business holdings there?
John chuckled without much humor saying, Then theres the old reverse psychology thing. He steers us to do one thing, but wants us to do another which they ultimately hope well do so we dont feel were kowtowing or being manipulated.
What? You mean if they want to make sure we have Zo go to the Middle East no matter the apparent threat, they make it seem like we really need to keep her home but then we dont so we can prove we dont run in fear?
Something like that
Damn too many moving parts but I just find it so hard to fathom Javier would be involved in an attack in Kuman yet we have to assume thats possible
John thought out loud, What I just dont understand, though, is why hed tip his hand and help us see that personal connection and motivation because of the President. What does he possibly gain from that?
Natalie thought carefully about that. I dont think he meant to do that I really dont. He spilled that when he was in the midst of an emotional rant actually, thats one possible way for us to parse this out. List what we think he wanted to tell us what he wanted us to know or suspect and what was a mistake
And how do we do that?
Based on how nasty or emotional he was afterwards. Then, we can evaluate whether we think other things he shared were damage control or outright manipulation
She thought back on all her meetings with Javier. OK, see, he told me he was half-Saudi that his mother was a Saudi during our first conversation in Mexico, before he knew I was involved with you, a Secret Service Agent. He compounded that when he told me she was a Saudi Princess, and also raised flags with all his anti-American rants he didnt mean to share so much. I really dont think he did. But the nature of our conversations especially during that dinner in DC Now, the other night, he was very controlled and calm after hed told me about his Aunt being the Queen of Kuman. But he was much more agitated when he started in on the First Family, the nature of the relationship between the President and his wife and how she was a more appropriate choice. The more I think about it, the more convinced I am that he didnt want us to make that particular connection
It also begs the question does the Queen of Kuman know that the President is her sisters American Diplomat?
I am getting such a headache from all this my head is spinning theres no way to know for sure what will be the right decision? To have Zo go to the Middle East or not? Are we any more certain about Javiers involvement? Or, again, does he just have major family issues
I think we know enough about him to genuinely suspect him of back-door dealings in that region and others. And we now know that we HAVE to watch him, his family and associates very closely with regard to the threats against Zo. As for where we come down on all this? Its going to take a lot more analysis and scenario planning but, Natalie, you have made such inroads in gathering this intel and in opening up so many avenues of exploration.
Natalie couldnt help but feel a flush of pleasure at his praise, especially given how against her participation he originally was. They had come a long way. She jokingly said, Wow, such flattery. You trying to get me into bed or something?
John smiled at her and said in a low voice, I hate to break it to you sweetheart, but you ARE in bed my bedfantastically undressed I might add
I have clothes on
You have a single article of MY clothing on I might just have to take it back
Yeah? she asked huskily.
Yeah he rasped against her mouth as he was suddenly leaning towards her and unbuttoning his shirt while her body immediately went on alert. He looked at her with a small smirk on his face as he slowly undid the buttons and then peeled it off her. Then he moved as if hed hug her but instead in a surprising move he scooped her up.
What are you doing? she asked in surprise.
We are going to run short on time and I dont want to miss our dinner reservations so were going to have to multi-task. We were so good at that last time, werent we Natalie? The purr in his voice was back in full force and that combined with the memories of him taking her on the desk after shed reviewed all the pictures well it made her pulse race with anticipation.
John carried her into the gorgeous marbled bathroom and put her down so he could strip down, then he reached in to turn on the shower and pushed her into it, wrapping his arms around her as his mouth took possession of hers for a long, heated minute. He withdrew his mouth from her and smiled as she clung weakly to him while he reached up and grabbed the shampoo and began to wash her hair. She loved when he did that and it evoked memories of that day in DC when theyd first been doused with acid and then ended up crossing every boundary, first in an uncontrolled, almost unavoidable collision, and then with absolute blood-stirring intent. But there was no awkwardness any more, just aching sensation and desire.
John whispered against her neck as he massaged her head as her body pressed against hisThat day in DC in the shower that second time thats when I knew I had lost all my control when it came to you Chase was minutes away Mason had all but caught us in the act and was just outside the door cleaning up the evidence of what wed been up to and I couldnt help myself as I took that washcloth and rubbed it between your legs
She felt a flood of wetness between her legs at his words and those memories the heat of his voice on her neck and the feel of his fingers on her scalp, and then she gasped in aroused surprise when she felt the fingers of his right hand suddenly move between her moist folds, though this time it was flesh against flesh no washcloth as intermediaryJohn she whispered against his chest
In the same move hed used in DC, in short order John had Natalie pinned against the shower wall and had claimed her body once again in a decisive stroke, her right leg held over his hip to allow access to draw them close together. They looked at each other with fire in their eyes, and John said softy, We have what may be one of the biggest beds in all of Italy, and I keep nailing you against the wall
Well get to the bed, John she whispered Then their mouths and bodies made love to each other, and when they climaxed together, there was one crucial difference from DC the sounds of completion were not held back but reverberated against the tile when they werent pulsing down each others throats.
Chapter 50
As Natalie was putting her make-up on in the bathroom she was struck by how intimate it felt to be getting ready to go out with John with him in the next room doing the same. They had certainly put their clothes back on after their de-briefing and lovemaking sessions theyd even showered together on several occasions. But getting dressed into fresh clothes to go out on a dinner date, knowing theyd come back to the same place to spend the night together to wake up together that they had never done. One more indication of how strange their situation was, yet their relationship felt increasingly right and had progressed so far on an emotional level, even if they hadnt yet experienced many traditional couple milestones.
John was wearing a navy suit with white dress shirt, sans tie, and he sat waiting for Natalie to come out of the bathroom. He realized he was genuinely excited about their dinner date, and that was a new feeling for him, or certainly one he hadnt experienced in a very long time. He had made reservations at a wonderfully cozy place, Ristorante La Giostra, which was a bit off the beaten path though quite close to Il Duomo. It was so low-key that it didnt even have a sign out front, but was well known by those who sought out good food in a relaxed atmosphere. They would be able to walk to and from dinner, enjoying the city and beautiful weather and pretend they didnt have to worry about keeping anyone safe, or trying to figure out the warped mind of Javier Lezama. The irony was not lost on him that the very thing hed most liked about his career that it kept him away from normal life was what he now found most constraining. Apparently, though he may be a bit of an old dog, he was capable of learning new tricks and at the hands of someone so unexpected at that.
He couldnt help the smile that took over his face and eyes when Natalie walked out. She looked young, sexy, vital perfect. His first thought was that it almost looked like she had on a very sexy set of lounging pajamas, and they struck the perfect note between dressy and casual/comfortable. They were midnight blue and the pants were a flowing palazzo style that were secured with a satin ribbon as a draw string. The matching top was a low-cut halter secured at the neck by satin ribbon shed tied into a bow. Finally, on her feet were matching satin mules with comfortable two-inch heels. Her hair was loose and tumbled around her shoulders, her eyes a bit smokier than usual but her make-up was still applied with a light hand, her lips a dewy pink. The necklace hed given her, plus diamond stud earrings were her only accessories.
John stood and walked over to her, pulling her into his arms for a hug as his hands rested on the silk that covered her lower back, enjoying the feel of it. You look beautiful, Natalie he whispered against her hair.
And you look very handsome
He kissed her lips softly for a second then pulled back. She grabbed her small evening purse and a navy pashmina, and then they were ready to go. As they walked hand-in-hand to the restaurant, they couldnt help the smiles that repeatedly passed between them. They were free. They were like any other couple walking around in that romantic city, out, in the open, not holed up in a hotel room. When they reached their destination John was relieved to find it was all he had hoped it would be, and the first word Natalie used to describe it was charming and it was.
John and Natalie settled into a quiet corner table, sitting at right angles to each other so it was easy to talk to just look at each other. Over the next two hours they shared a bottle of wine and wonderful food, but the main items on the menu were shared confidences, as they dug below the life basics they already knew about each other. John finally began to laugh at Roxie stories after first being horrified by them, and he was amazed at Natalies capacity for forgiveness. When she spoke of her biological family particularly her mother and sister he could tell she loved them very much and he was glad that had all worked out so well. And he found himself able to talk openly about the loss of his dad, and the shadow that had cast on his life for so long. They talked about school stories, friends, what led them to their chosen careers anything and everything. And in between theyd stop to kiss softly, making promises of what was to come.
With the last drop of wine drained from their glasses John gently brushed Natalies cheek and said, You look tired
She smiled at him and said No just relaxed but that doesnt mean Im not ready for the big bed
At her words and tone John experienced the increasingly familiar yet still surprising blend of feelings that only she had ever brought out in him an almost fierce tenderness and an equally potent desire which made him want to take her to that bed and hold her close, then press her into it with the weight of his body as he claimed hers until she cried out against him.
He settled the bill and they walked slowly back to the hotel, savoring the simple things the feeling of their fingers intertwined as they held hands the fact that their strides and pace naturally aligned the chance to talk about a whole range of things that were of little real consequence except for the wonderful fact that they added to the texture and depth of their relationship and their knowledge of each other. Along the way they enjoyed the sights and sounds of the quieting city, of course stopping occasionally to share a kiss because they could because they wanted to.
When John and Natalie reached the hotel they were completely relaxed. Absent was the sense of urgency that so often characterized their time together because they knew there was no need to rush. Theyd get to everything they wanted to say, do, feel, even if it took all night and into the morning and surely it would.
Their room was softly lit with a single small lamp burning on a table in the entryway and the city lights glowing through the windows and French doors. It created an almost dreamlike quality that slowed their respiration further and served to deepen the sense of intimacy that enveloped them. John gave Natalie a soft kiss on the temple then led her over to the doors which he opened so they could step onto their balcony. They stood side by side, their arms touching, as they looked out over the Arno, and Natalie tipped her head back and sighed in her deep contentment. John looked at her with an intense light burning in his eyes as he took in the graceful column of her throat exposed by her arched neck, tumbling her hair further down her back. He was enthralled b her by everything she did, it seemed but mostly by what she brought out in him. If he had helped unlock the needs and mysteries of her body for her, shed done that for his heart.
Natalie was aware of his eyes on her and she felt warmed by his attention. Her body constantly responded to him, but the depth of feeling she felt for him was the true revelation. She realized it was only because of the emotional connection she felt that she could so profoundly experience its physical manifestations. She turned to face him and her breath caught in her throat at the look in his eyes. She saw his love for her in them and her own flashed in response as her heart expanded in her chest.
John took Natalie in his arms, just looking at her as his hands softly caressed her back. I love you, Natalie. God knows I love you
I love you, too, John so much so much Her voice faltered a bit and she couldnt help the few tears that slid down her cheeks. Johns hands moved to cup her face, his thumbs rubbing those drops away, and he gently pressed his lips to hers, saying against them, Come to bed with me, Natalie let me love you
Not giving her a chance to answer, he bent to pick her up and she buried her head in his neck. He put her down when they got to the foot of the bed and they faced each other in the soft light, their eyes speaking volumes.
Natalie moved her hands to Johns jacket and began to push it off his shoulders then pulled it off him, briefly pressing against him as she did so. She tossed it towards the chair and in tacit agreement she continued to undress him while he tried to be patient as she did so. As she opened his belt buckle, button and zipper he kicked his shoes and socks off, and while their eyes remained locked she moved her hands to his hips, inside the waistband of his boxers, and pushed them down taking his pants along with them. When they were at his ankles he stepped out of them, and he was standing in front of her in his dress shirt and tank. Natalie felt her pulse start to race as she thought about what waited for her underneath its presence asserting itself since the front of his shirt was far from hanging straight. Swallowing hard Natalie stepped closer to John as she unbuttoned his shirt and when she got to the lowest one her hands grazed against his massive erection, drawing a sharp intake of breath from him and a small smile of satisfaction from her. When she pushed his shirt from him his hard, thick length was on full display and she had to fight the urge to again sink to her knees and take him in her mouth.
Johns heart was pounding now but he was going to hold on to his patience as long as he could and enjoy every minute of Natalie slowly undressing him. Their eyes were flames as she moved her hands to the hem of his tank and began to pull it up his body as he raised his arms to ease its journey. In order to get it over his head she had to stand on her toes and lean against him and when he felt the silk of her pants rub against his aching groin he could no longer be still. The moment she had his tank off, his arms were down so his hands could cup her backside and he could grab her against him. He felt her hot breath expel onto his neck when she gasped and she pulled back to look at him as her arms went around his shoulders. Their scrutiny lasted all of two seconds before their mouths collided in scorching open-mouthed hunger. John tugged on the ribbon at her neck and Natalies halter fell to her waist, baring her breasts and bringing them skin-to-skin, her hard nipples pressing into his muscular chest, the hair there teasing them to further arousal. They traded moans at this added sensation, deepening the hold of their mouths.
As amazing as the feel of her pants sliding against him was, it was the hot silk of Natalies skin that John craved on him, so through the thick haze of passion he found the capacity to move his hands to the satin drawstring of her pants and he felt her shiver of anticipation go from her and through him. A firm pull opened the ribbon and her pants immediately pooled in a silken puddle around her feet. He moved his hands down expecting to make contact with an additional scrap of silk or lace that needed to be removed and his blood stirred when he felt the satin of her skin instead. He groaned at the feel of it and the knowledge shed foregone her panties this night, and the touch of his hands drew an equivalent noise from her a sound that spurred John to action. He needed her. He surrendered her mouth and his eyes swept over her face as he pushed her top down over her hips and it joined her pants at her feet. She stepped out of both and then they were completely naked physically and emotionally since their eyes were revealing everything they were to and felt for each other.
Natalie turned and climbed onto the bed, stretching out and reclining against the almost decadent array of pillows piled against the headboard. John stopped for a moment to look at her she practically glowed in the almost-nonexistent light, her pale skin a match to the creamy linens. He grew even harder under her hungry eyes, which were offering a clear invitation for him to join her an invitation reinforced by the fact that her legs were slightly bent slightly open. Suddenly he wanted nothing more than to push those legs wide, opening her making her his for the taking. He crawled onto the bed and as he approached her Natalie instinctively spread her legs wider in anticipation of the width of his hips. He came to a stop when he was kneeling in the V she had made for him, his manhood almost touching the flesh he could see was already slick with her desire.
Natalies eyes flickered closed for a moment, then she opened them and said in a soft plea, John
Exerting a final ounce of control John braced himself with a hand on either side of her head and he leaned to kiss her tenderly, and then he removed his mouth from hers, shifted his weight to his left hand and used his right to take hold of himself so he could position his engorged tip at her opening. He slowly eased into her waiting heat as her head rolled back into the pillows, offering her neck to him another invitation he gladly took advantage of, banding his arms around her as his open mouth and tongue moved over her neck as he began to move inside her.
Natalie loved the way he filled her possessed her took such ownership of her body, all to deliver her such pleasure. She moved her hands to his face to pull him off her neck so she could look at him, her eyes glittering like sapphires in her desire her love. She drew his mouth to hers as they continued the languorous movement of their hips, their tongues mating in a similar rhythm. This night was not about rushing headlong into a devastating climax. They needed to fully experience every moment, every sensation, elongating everything from the sounds easing from their throats, to the journey of their hands over each others bodies, to the slow but sure journey to a state of temporarily quenched desire.
Over what seemed like endless minutes they savored the slide of skin against skin, the way her tight wet walls sheathed him, transferring their heat to his stroking steel, the friction of whose pressing and retreating presence only served to increase that heat. Their hands caressed each other, their mouths meshing then separating to explore other parts of each other that were within reach. And they took advantage of the large bed, rolling around on it, trading off the dominant and subordinate positions. Feeling they had all the time in the world, it was as if their bodies were wandering aimlessly but deliciously through a terrain of aching pleasure, savoring the journey not reaching too quickly for the shattering destination they knew theyd eventually crave. The room was filled with soft moans, whimpers, and heated words their eyes would open and meet, then drift closed again as sensation both took them away and further bonded them. They were both trembling as the constant motion of his hardness in her increasingly tender depths caused her wet flesh to quiver his manhood to throb even as it became harder.
John wanted to go on like this forever, yet he knew their bodies needed release. He rolled Natalie on top of him and brought his left hand under her hair at the back of her head so he could again claim her mouth, while he brought his right hand to the small of her back. Then he used that hand and the deliberate movement of his tongue to help them find a pace and rhythm that had more purpose that would bring them where they needed. The quivering and throbbing of their bodies grew more intense, and when their mouths parted again Natalie sat up straight on John, rooting him as deep within her as she could while her hips continued to undulate in the tempo he had set for them. She felt like every nerve ending was trembling, but softly, deliciously, like a gentle caress. John moved his hands to rest on her hips as they looked at each other through almost delirious eyes.
Natalie couldnt remember being so aware of his presence and how it reshaped her body. She moved her hands to her flat tummy and her voice held a soft moan as she whispered, God John, I swear I can feel you herein my belly coming through my skinso hot so hard
John almost came at the sight of her and he knew she had no idea how profoundly sexual and erotic she looked at that moment as she rode him, her body aquiver, her hair a well-handled mass that tumbled around in all directions, her hands moving of their own volition on her taut stomach in a sensual caress, while the soft light made her look like a glowing goddess.
Not even conscious of his desire before he spoke, John rasped, Natalie touch yourself while Im inside you help me make you cum
Natalies hands stilled for a moment at his request, a now-rare moment of shyness asserting itself at this next boundary shed cross with him since shed never touched herself in front of anyone before.
Sweetheart, dont be shy dont be embarrassed I promise youll like it Ill help you
He moved his right hand to her left and moved it down between their bodies, between her legs where she rested on his pelvic bone, and onto the engorged bud of her clit. He exerted the perfect amount of pressure on her hand and she moaned at the exquisite feel, and then he began to move his hand over hers so she could massage this most sensitive part of her. Her head fell back sharply as a deep moan left her and she gasped, Oh God John
The temperature jumped in the room as so many new sensations poured over them. Their fingers joined and moving against her moist flesh as their grinding bodies increased the intensity of their hands John now remaining completely embedded within her as her walls began to contract sharply as his balls tightened and he became so engorged he was sure he would split her if his skin didnt split first. Her head was rolling back and forth, completely at the mercy of their bodies movement, as an endless groaning moan poured from her, truncated only by her occasional whimpers or gasps.
God Natalie thats it sweetheart let go let go
She was coming undone as he plumbed her insides so deeply that alone an incredible sensation that was made all the more so by the joint movement of their hands between her legs. And the sound of his voice that voice telling her to let go
He was dying now, and he could see she was all but incoherent with arousal, and the feeling of their hands and bodies so intimately entwined while her fluids bathed them thickened his blood and seared the image in his brain. He reached his left hand up to knead her right breast, which like its mate was swaying, and when he squeezed her nipple he felt her jerk against him as her walls convulsed in a seizing, punishing grip. She screamed, John and stopped all motion while her heart ceased, then, when it restarted, she again began to move her hips and fingers in the instinctive need to draw out her orgasm which was causing her entire body to quake. John felt his scalp start to tingle and in sudden desperation he moved his hands to her hips and rammed her onto him, bright lights flashing inside his eyelids as he exploded deep within her womb, his guttural moan attempting to shout her name, but he was incapable of the requisite control.
Natalie collapsed forward onto John feeling as if every bone in her body had liquefied while every muscle converted to shaky rubber. Johns strong arms closed around her as they quaked together, panting against each others necks. They were lightheaded and completely and utterly spent, and the slid into exhausted sleep
Natalie arrived back at the Ambassadors residence by 5pm and bumped right into Mason who was off-duty until 7pm when he, Chase and John would have a final meeting before the dinner/gala, and then theyd be on duty for its duration. He smiled broadly when he saw her.
Hey, darlin, you look so much better since the last time I saw you but then again for a lot of that time you were hanging over a toilet well, I was actually holding you over it if you want to be technical about itthats when you werent lying in bed writhing and moaning but some how that didnt end up being all that Id imagined it would be
Mason winked when he said that and Natalie shook her head, not even remotely embarrassed since she was getting quite used to his sense of humor.
Well, killer migraines are a bit of a libido killer but, seriously, thank you for all your help.
Honestly, Miss Natalie, it was the least I could do and it got a lot easier after we strung you out on Demerol! So, its a gorgeous day out and I have about a half hour or so before I have to get ready and the rest of our group are still out you feel like sitting in the back garden and having a cool beverage with me?
Lead the way
They walked out back and sat on the terrace, helping themselves to some of the soft drinks that had been put out.
So are you feeling better, Natalie?
She gave him an open smile and said, I am much
He looked at her closely and knew she was telling the truth and that she was referring to more than just her migraine the underlying causes of it had eased.
Natalie, I dont want to drag you back down an unhappy path, but, well, I just wanted to tell you that I think the way you handled things with Javier was really something you got some pivotal intel out of him. But I also know that it came at a cost and Im really sorry you had to deal with him at all
Thanks, Mason. It was well, it usually takes me a little time to get over my interactions with him, but Ive bounced back.
It shows, and Im glad. But one other thing and then Ill let it drop when were done with all this I do plan on paying Rocco another visit Id be happy to add whoever it was that hurt you that night the one you told Javier about to the list. Sort of a two-fer
Though she knew that it was unlikely hed actually do anything of the sort, she understood the sentiment under his words, and it meant a lot to her. She said, You know, Ill keep that in mind and let you knowbut I appreciate your offer, truly.
Anything you need, darlin. Anyway did you and John get things squared away?
She couldnt suppress the happiness that tinged her features and added a sparkle to her eyes, Yes were were on the same page
Good. He was really worried about you we all were. But I know he hated what you had to go through the other night
She said quietly, I know hopefully we can keep our interaction with Javier to a minimum, though if it seems like we can get more intel from himI can handle it
Mason just nodded, but hoped with everything in him that she wouldnt have to put that assertion to the test. Javier was like an insidious disease and Natalie was not immune he worried how many times she could fight off his impact.
At that moment John walked out and smiled at both of them. Mason saw the look he and Natalie shared and he could see it had changed there was more behind it. As she had said, the two of them did seem to be on the same page and he couldnt help wondering how much of what they so obviously felt for each other had now been explicitly admitted. They were on dangerous ground, and he was sure they knew that. Yet if what they felt was strong enough that it couldnt be denied even in this crazy situation well, hed just have to hope for the very best for them and do what he could to help. Whatever that could possibly be. He knew that hed never seen John look at anyone the way he did Natalie, and that was all he really needed to know.
Hey, McBain Mason said. Come join us for a quick drink I prevailed upon the kindness of Miss Natalie here since I was at a bit of a loose end and everyone else is still out
John grabbed a Coke and did just that, asking Mason, So, what did you do today?
I took the bus into town, as they call it here meaning the city center and just walked around. Its a great walking city and since the weather is actually cooperating, I figured I might as well take advantage. I also had lunch at a fantastic old pub The Stags Head but while there I learned of the oldest pub in Dublinwait for it its The Brazen Head!
Really? John asked.
Natalie shook her head and laughed at them, Uh, I guess neither of you have ever actually read the menus where I work back home you know, your favorite haunt? If you did youd have realized that the entire story is on the back of it the DC one is named in tribute to the mother ship
Geez, and here I thought I had such amazing info well, it is to my fellow obliviot
John grinned and said, Are you suggesting a pilgrimage?
Mason nodded vigorously and said, I think we HAVE to to be this close and not a sacrilege!
John considered that for a moment and said, Well, we are off tomorrow nightand until we head to the airport the next morning at 10 lets do it
Mason glanced between John and Natalie in a conspiratorial fashion and whispered, That would be a great chance for some of your officially sanctioned flirting
They laughed at him and John asked, Would you be able to ditch Zo?
Natalie smiled evilly and said, Not a problem she wants me to do both of you so she can live vicariously through me, so if I tell her Im sneaking off to hang with you both, bamboo shoots under her nails wouldnt get her to rat me out!
Both men sat back startled at her bold statement and she laughed at them. Close your mouths, guys, you're catching flies and on that note, Ive got to go get ready for tonight I have a big dilemma to grapple with to wear underwear, or not to wear underwear that is the question She winked and left the two men looking after her in befuddlement.
John, youve warped that girl she used to be such a sweet little thing
He shook his head with a smirk and said, Im not exactly sure whos warping whom
Yet I dont see you complaining
John just smiled.
Natalie was in a great mood as she headed to her room and she was kidding about the underwear since her planned outfit was demure enough to allow bra and panties. Since she was freshly showered, aided in her ablutions by an attendant with incredibly talented hands When she felt the quickening of her pulse at that thought she realized she needed to steer her thoughts carefully and forced her mind to contemplate how best to wear her hair. She opted for a loose chignon and took care of wrestling her hair into submission first.
Her outfit was actually two pieces of pale pink duchess satin. The skirt fell straight until the slightest flare starting at the knees. Since it had no slit shed have to walk carefully, and it would likely cause her to sway her hips a bit more not bad for the whole flirting thing. The top looked like a mens vest that had a standing collar, and buttons that looked like diamond studs. She put her real diamond studs in her ears and kept the necklace that John had given her resting in the V-neck of her top it looked perfect there and she felt her heart flutter under it. This was one of if not THE most meaningful presents shed ever received. His words this afternoon, and the way hed looked at her and touched her told her so mucheverything, really. But knowing that before hed finally admitted what he felt hed still wanted to buy this for her warmed every part of her heart. She was just finishing up her make-up when there was a knock at the door and she opened it to find Zo standing there looking beautiful in a pale yellow silk halter gown that fell in a straight column to the floor.
Natalie you look great!
You, too, Zo! she said as the younger girl came in her room.
I am SO glad your headache is gone you look completely restored hmmmm, any secret agent able to give you some TLC?
Natalie blushed and Zo clapped her hands. I was hoping you might recover early enough to get some fresh air man, are you guys going to try to do it on every continent? With this tour youd almost be able to
Zo
Lord, Natalie, if you get this embarrassed talking about it are you actually purple when hes, well, you know
ZOE! Natalie squealed, but she was shaking her head and laughing all the while.
Im telling you, you should borrow one of my dungeon books
Uh, no thanksbut
Yes. well?
Natalie figured she might as well get her on board for tomorrow night. A little birdie told me that John and Mason are spending their night off in a certain local pub and if you could spare me
Consider yourself spared Ill pretend were having a slumber party and cover for you
Natalie pulled Zo into a genuine hug she really liked her so much and hoped when the time came something could be salvaged of their relationship.
The two girls headed downstairs, accompanied by Stinson and Murphy. While Stinson was still in her normal dowdy black number, Murphy had branched out a bit and it suited her. She had on a simply styled cornflower blue dress that set off her skin and eyes beautifully. Perhaps she wanted to try a little harder in the land of her ancestors John and Mason were waiting downstairs and guided them to the waiting cars that would take them the short distance in the park to this evenings venue. The dinner was a formal affair but things definitely loosened up when the party began and a lot more guests arrived.
Across the room Natalie noticed that Mason was talking with Angela, and she smiled thinking that she looked so pretty and that Mason looked happy.
Indeed, Mason was. Angela had walked toward him wearing a deep red dress that was styled simply almost like a classic tank but her lithe, tall dancers frame carried it off perfectly. Her chin length bob was a shiny deep brown and her olive skin glowed with health. Mason had felt his pulse speed up a bit but smiled calmly as she approached, not wanting to seem like a nervous schoolboy.
Now they were enjoying a casual chat while John stood an extra foot away to give them a little privacy though both men were as alert and attentive to their jobs as ever. It was talent theyd perfected over the years mothers with eyes in the backs of their heads had nothing on a top-notch Secret Service Agent.
Eventually Angela had moved along and Natalie drifted over in their direction to say a quick hello and of course to flirt. It was her job, after all, she mentally defended herself. But truly, she just needed to be near John for a moment.
Both men grinned as she made her way to them. Deciding to take things a little over the top she was supposed to be obvious she opted to pull the fake trip routine virtually tossing herself in Johns arms when she got within two feet of him. He, of course, caught her to him, not fully stifling his laugh while a huge grin split Masons face.
Oops! Im so sorry, John the combination of these heels and this tight skirt have turned me into a bit of a clutz she said in a breathy voice.
John whispered against her ear but Mason could hear Who are you channeling with that voice, Marilyn Monroe?
She pretended to be mad when she said, No! Ginger on Gilligans Island.
John seemed in no hurry to stand her upright, and his hand had actually ended up under her vest, directly on her back and when he moved his fingers a bit she closed her eyes for a second, while a slight tremor ran through her earning a smile from John.
Mason gave them a warning, Guyssss under his breath and John finally stood her away from him. Natalie talked with them for a little bit longer, then told them she had to go find Zo, and as she was saying good-bye John reached out and fingered her necklace and winked, then let her leave.
Angela had observed this from across the room, not without some amusement. Shed heard the rumors about Natalie clearly having a crush on John and engaging in open flirting shed seen it in action herself, including just now. Yet something struck her as just slightly off. Maybe it was a lot of teeny things that added up to a little thing but something nonetheless. Having met Natalie, albeit briefly, though she certainly looked like a 19 year old co-ed there was an air of maturity about her that seemed to go beyond that notwithstanding the fact that shed literally just tossed herself into Johns arms. But she was beginning to think that John was not simply a gracious bystander. The way hed just fingered her necklace was a very intimate gesture, and she just had a hard time believing hed let himself succumb to the wiles of a fawning teen, no matter how attractive she was. Angela knew what it took to get to the position John and Mason had and it surprised her to think hed risk it for what could only be a summer fling. Nothing in his history suggested that possibility. Finally, there was the way Natalie had rescued Zo. It had been such a risky yet cool-headed thing to do what had ingrained that in her so deeply? Angela mentally shrugged because in the end it wasnt any of her business plus she herself had always been viewed in some ways as older and more mature than her chronological age, yet she could be as goofy as the next girl.
Angela went to grab a drink and noticed a stack of glossy magazines on Ireland it seemed to be the newest addition of a Tourist Board publication. She saw horses on the cover and was drawn to it she had been an avid equestrienne since she was a young girl. As she flipped to the main article she saw it was on the upcoming Failte Ireland Dublin Horse Show one of the biggest such events in the world. Ireland had a long history in the horse trade in fact some of the wealthiest sheiks from the Middle East had bought horses therepity the show wasnt until August, she thought. She was glancing at a number of photos of the rich and famous whod purchased Irish-raised thoroughbreds and saw a feature on Asa Buchanan, whod attended last years event. He was talking about his granddaughters and the fact that hed bought them horses and they showed a picture of the twins, which made Angela shake her head. No one would think of them as twins clearly they must be fraternal since one was a classic blonde and the other a fiery redhead. Her spine started to tingle when she looked more closely at the picture she was looking at Natalie Maxwell who was actually a 24-year-old Buchanan heiress. At that moment it all fell into place for Angela shed always had an agile mind. She knew that Natalie must be undercover as an additional asset to help guard Zo.
It all made perfect sense and she had to hand it to Natalie since she was doing an amazing job. It was clear only a handful of people even knew not even most of the other Secret Service Agents, and certainly not Zo. But if anyone saw this picture As unobtrusively as she could she slid the stack of magazines off the bar, but also noted that they were deployed elsewhere throughout the room. Knowing she couldnt contain this situation on her own, she made a beeline for Mason.
Hey, Angela Mason said when he saw her approaching again, but his demeanor changed when he saw her face. Whats wrong?
Angela moved further off to the side and he followed. Out of the line of sight she opened the magazine to the relevant page and watched Masons expression change as realization dawned. Shit!
I grabbed a stack of these off the bar, but there are others spread around Ill start removing as many of them as I can, but I think it needs to happen as quickly as possible and as quietly
Mason nodded and Angela got to work while he went to tell John and Chase who both had the same reaction. Soon the three men were also carefully snatching them up and then had a quick de-brief in the hall.
Chase said, OK, these just came out today any time we see them grab them Natalie is keeping a pretty low profile here, and well be gone in a little more than 24 hours Its a small picture hopefully wont capture a lot of attention. Lets all keep our eyes wide open for anyone looking at her strangely. I dont want to alert her now, but John later tonight, after the gala, find a way to let her know. She needs to be on guard. Since its a local tourist piece we should be OK once were out of Ireland and its a damn good thing well be long gone by the time the actual show takes place And Mason you need to read Angela in but make sure she knows how important it is she keeps this to herself
I dont think that will be a problem based upon how she handled this. We owe her.
Agreed.
The rest of the evening went uneventfully, though a previously empty cupboard was full of the glossies by the end of the night. Angela had even rooted some of them out of the ladies room. By the time Mason told her the full story shed already figured it out and pledged to do all she could to help maintain the cover.
Chapter 37
Natalie enjoyed the rest of the evening, hanging with Zo, dancing, meeting some great Irish peoplebut she kept her distance from John because he and Mason and Chase, even looked pretty serious all of a sudden. She was sure if it was a huge issue they would already have begun to remove the President and First Family, so she opted not to worry about it. When she got back to her room she decided to take a quick shower to relax her for a good nights sleep, and to rid herself of the slight sheen of perspiration a spirited round of the Chicken Dance had left her with.
She reached for her nightgown but then decided to slide between the cool sheets totally naked. It wasnt like anyone was going to see her touch her OK, Buchanan, stop that line of thinking! She thought to herself. Since shed commenced her relationship with John shed become so much more aware of her body and she welcomed the feel of the air and then the cool cotton on her skin though a pale comparison for what it felt like when John touched her when she felt his hot skinDamn it! She really just had to stop. She was becoming a total sensualist, perhaps teetering on the brink of becoming a hedonistic sex addict but only for John She rolled over and punched one of her pillows, flopping onto her stomach and trying to turn off her mind so she could get some sleep perchance to dream of John
It was just after midnight when Natalie did win her battle and fell asleep, rolling onto her back as she did so. Thirty minutes later John dressed in sweat pants and sweat shirt snuck into her room. He walked over to her bed and sat carefully beside her and brought his hands to her upper arms saying quietly, Natalie Natalie
He saw a soft smile play at her lips and then with her eyes still shut she whispered, John He smiled, too, but before he could do anything or say another word her arms had snaked around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. He hesitated for all of a half second and then he snaked his own arms underneath her and used the pressure of his mouth to open hers to him, to the exploration of his tongue. Her mouth was totally pliant and she sighed into his, working her hands through his hair. Then he felt her stiffen and she pulled back, finally opening her eyes.
Youre really here?
He chuckled, Its really me
Im not dreaming?
Not anymore, though I cant say what you were up to before I came in here
What are you doing here?
I have to update you on somethingare you naked?! Hed finally really looked at her and she was all glowing paleness in the moonlight, and the sheet dipped low enough that it seemed unlikely any nightwear would be even lower.
What? Oh well, yes, actually but what do you have to tell me?
John was finding it hard to focus, Do you always sleep naked? I mean, you told me you did that night in your dorm room, but I wasnt sure if that was true...
She blushed a bit and said, No not always, its just nevermind, you said you had to update me
Right Angela was leafing through the new tourist magazine, and it has a big spread on the upcoming horse show. Your grandfather was here last year to buy horses for you and your sister and theres a small picture of the two of you.
Natalies eyes widened, Shit!
Exactly. Anyway, we gathered them all up, and if you keep a low profile during the next 24 hours, I think well be OK But you need to be on alert. If you think anyone is looking at you funny asking strange questions anything that raises a red flag take it seriously
OK OK wow. Of all things to come flying out of the woodwork
I know I suppose it was always a risk given your family
Yeah, but Ive tried to stay out of the limelight as much as possible.
John nodded and moved to a more important subject. So, Natalie am I to understand that when I came in here you were naked in bed dreaming about me? He asked this in a very low voice as his fingers began to caress her upper arms.
Her sharp intake of breath brought a smile to his face which she only had one second to see because then his head was descending and she felt his mouth on the sensitive spot where her clavicle joined her shoulder. He deposited an open-mouthed kiss and then whispered against her skin, Well, Natalie?
She could not get her brain to engage to form words that could pass through her lips but her burgeoning sensualist personality let out a moan when his hot mouth moved to her neck.
John was, of course, enjoying her reaction. He was also experiencing one of his own and was glad he was in loose sweats and not pressing against a zipper. He knew he should probably stop. He also was sure he wouldnt. In fact, hed pretty much decided that the moment he headed to her room evidenced by the fact that hed taken the extra second to lock her door after hed entered. He pulled back and looked at her until she opened her eyes, in which he could see her desire.
Natalie will you invite me into your bed Id love to see if I can make reality better than your dream
Yes was all she could manage, and then John pulled her into a kiss that was the stuff of fantasy, not mere dreams. She wrapped her arms around him and became incredibly aware that her sheet had dropped when she felt her hard nipples meet the rough cotton of his sweatshirt. She moaned and then whispered against his mouth, You have too many clothes on
In fact, he had just the sweats, and in short order hed stood and pulled them off. Then he reached down and yanked the sheet completely away from Natalie and onto the floor so he could see her in the light of the full moon. Natalie saw him silhouetted in that same moonlight and she trembled at the sight, the ache between her legs releasing a flood of arousal she no longer felt a frisson of fear at the sight of him but it still made her heart thunder in her chest and her mouth run dry apparently all moisture was required elsewhere.
Natalie was unaware that her body had moved slowly, sensually, as if buffeted by a gentle wave, but John saw it the slight quiver of her form on the bed that caused her to lean back that spread her legs slightly at the sight of him. His own throat was dry and his manhood throbbed, telling him how much it wanted to find its home between those legs as if every part of him didnt already know.
Moving with purpose John slid onto the bed and up against Natalie until they were on their sides, face to face, their arms slipping around each other, their eyes locking. Natalie could feel Johns hardness pressing into the slight curve of her that covered her pelvic bone and it was torture since she needed his touch closer deeper Seemingly of its own volition her right leg lifted and snaked around his left hip, drawing him so much closer to where she craved him. A gasp was in the midst of escaping her when Johns mouth crashed onto hers and caught it, driving it back down her own throat with his tongue. Her mouth opened so wide for him she could feel the strain in her jaw muscles until they yielded completely.
Perhaps he began to push first maybe she began to fall backward first maybe it was an act totally synchronized by their matching desires but before it consciously registered for either of them Natalie was flat on her back, her legs bent and spread fully for Johns wide hips, and he had entered her up to the hilt. Their mouths sprang apart as if in surprise but had to surrender each other anyway to emit the moans spurred when he speared her womb with his engorged tip.
Natalies neck bowed as she half-sighed, half-moaned, John and then he was sucking on her neck as he began to thrust in and out of her. His mouth took heated possession of hers to keep her sounds from spilling into the air to keep his sounds buried as deeply within her as his manhood that was driving the sounds from both of them
Natalie could feel the slick evidence of her own arousal trickle down between the cheeks of her ass as it was expelled by the early contractions of her heated flesh each time she squeezed around Johns indescribably hard, searing presence. She knew it wouldnt be long until her body began to clutch desperately around his, begging for what it needed so that the profound ache that was building could be quenched by the molten rush that would surge through every part of her. She had to get there, and soon, before her hammering, fluttering heart could no longer stand the almost torturous pressure of her desire which was intensified with each powerful stroke. He would be both the instrument of her delicious torture and her salvation, and the most primal part of her understood this paradox that she needed more of the very thing she feared could destroy her. Driven by that instinct she dug her heels into the bed and moved her hands down to grab onto his ass, and in short order shed perfected the rhythm and force that would drive him even harder and more completely inside her so that her core-deep need could be obliterated.
Every part of John knew that Natalie had become pure need and desire he could sense it in the heat of her skin, the increasingly desperate movement of her mouth, her sounds, her smell, and the almost painfully tight way her body sheathed him. Her heated essence was drenching him as he continued to reclaim her body over and over, his own breathing the definition of erratic as he continued to plunder her mouth. He was quickly following her down that path, fighting to govern the power of his movements and not completely give into the baser instincts exhorting him to split her in two Lord, she did things to him pushed him to a place hed never been she swamped his control and triggered his animal instincts.
Maybe it was the fact that it was that dangerous, murky period between night and day maybe it was the moonlight the inherent danger of what they were doing given where they were doing it but there was no holding back as they slammed into each other. When John felt Natalies hands on his ass and the more forceful thrusts of her own hips he was helpless against her raging need and he immediately responded. His survival instinct took over, deciding to end this before it ended him. He tore his mouth from hers and buried it against her neck, his teeth nipping at her skin, while his hands grabbed onto her ass roughly, hauling her against him, separating her cheeks almost painfully. Then, he would not yield her body back to her. He fought against her desire to thrust her hips, stilling that motion so she would remain impaled on him while he ground harder inside her as if he could break through some final barrier to an even deeper place. She was now panting against his neck, incapable of any other sound.
When John stilled her movements and deepened her impalement Natalie felt everything in her seize for a moment and a bright light flare behind her eyes but it wasnt light it was pure, unadulterated energy that suddenly erupted in every part of her at once in a climax that would surely leave her scorched and pulverized. She buried her face and her scream in Johns neck, throwing her arms around his middle as her entire body pulsated. Johns own almost-violent orgasm was only a half-second behind. When her walls took him in their now convulsive-grip he felt himself give way, and he used his final bit of strength to drive that one hairsbreadth deeper before pouring into her, each shudder of his body propelling more out of him.
John was vaguely aware of Natalie quaking and gasping against him. He felt on the verge of passing out and he feared hed crush and smother her, so he rolled onto his back, dragging her with until she was lying on top of him. Their upper bodies were tightly aligned though her legs draped on either side of his hips to accommodate the fact that he still had hold of her body neither had the energy or inclination to decouple as they trembled their way to recovery. They stayed that way for a long while as their breathing pulled back from the borderline of hyper-ventilation and their hearts were no longer rivaling those of hummingbirds. John had begun to softly move his fingers up and down Natalies back and he felt her sink into him with a sigh.
As Johns brain began to re-engage it registered faint surprise at what had just happened. He had walked in here knowing hed be with Natalie, but for some reason had assumed that this time would be a gentle, loving, easy interlude. Instead theyd done battle, pushing each others boundaries with a ferocity that stirred his blood to think about. He needed and wanted both with her and crazily enough, sometimes at the exact same moment. Natalies thoughts were tracking along similar lines. She was blown away by what he brought out in her. It was like he flipped a switch or ripped her control panel out entirely and she turned into a ravenous animal that in turn wanted to be ravaged by him.
Finally John rolled them onto their sides, his body slipping out of hers, so they could look at each other and he saw the same bemused, shell-shocked expression on her face. He smirked and said, I didnt come in here to do that at least not in that way
She smiled back and said, No?
He shook his head and said, No dont get me wrong I was hoping to end up in your bed, but didnt expect it to be so explosive this time He rubbed her face as he said this and she pressed her cheek against the warmth of his hand. Then she said softly, It is so different each time but the the important things feel the same and its all mind-blowing even if half the time Im sure Im going to die
He laughed softly when she said that and said, Well said Ive been pretty sure I was toast myself a few times you bring out such a such a collision of feelings in me Ive always been known for my control and I have exactly none when it comes to you
Well, you might have noticed that Im not what one would call contained and controlled with you either
Oh, Ive noticedyou are right about that - youve turned into a wanton demanding vixen thats sucking me dry.
He could tell she was flustered by his words and she stammered for a second before she asked, Well is that a bad thing?
He smiled broadly at her and responded huskily, Not at all and I have to say that one of the things I love most about you is that you are that way one minute and then you are embarrassed and blushing the next because you ARE blushing, Natalie, arent you?
I refuse to answer
He pulled her to him and delivered a deep kiss, then pulled back and whispered, You know theres blushing and then theres flushing I love how you blush when youre embarrassed, but thats nothing compared to what its like to see your entire body flush as I make love to you I can feel it not just see it I need to feel it again before I go back to my room
He could see Natalie hold her breath for a second and then she pulled his head down to hers to initiate a kiss. He gathered her closer and then rolled her under him. As before she immediately opened to him but this time they found that gentle, patient rhythm that brought pleasure and release without an urgent fear of death. It was the difference between a sigh and a scream a caress and a clench soothing warmth and searing flames and release versus decimation.
It was 4am when John finally left Natalies bed with a tender kiss, exhaustion and satisfaction making both of their limbs heavy. He said softly, Some day and I hope soon Im going to be able to hold you all night wake up with you I love you, sweetheart
Natalie gave him the biggest smile she could muster and said, I love you, too and you know
Thats why I said it now sleep maybe dream a little He kissed her cheek and knew shed already drifted off before he reached her door.
Chapter 38
Natalie got up four hours later, feeling an interesting blend of tired and sated and fundamentally relaxed. As she stretched she felt the residual effects of Johns touch all over and within her body and it flushed in recollection. He made her lose her mind, or at least turn it completely off, and already she was wondering when theyd have the chance to be together again. She was assuming sometime during their 3-day stay in London, but Chase called the shots on most of their interludes. Then again, they would be hanging out together and flirting at The Brazen Head. It would be the worst kind of tease, but better than cold turkey. Just being with him was a lot.
While President Caldwell met with a variety of government officials, The First Lady, Zo, and Natalie escorted by Stinson, Murphy, Mason and John took a quick day trip to Kilkenny and then to Waterford where they toured the Crystal factory. She and John kept an appropriate distance though she felt his eyes on her a number of times and when she met them she knew he was remembering, too.
Finally they made it back to the Ambassadors Residence and while the President and First Lady were dining out, Zo and Natalie were spending a quiet night at home, planning on eating their dinner on trays in Zos room. Of course soon after that Natalie was going to return to her own room, ostensibly for the night, and then sneak out to meet up with John and Mason.
Zo was incredibly excited about all this. Over dinner with her security detail in the sitting area attached to her bedroom she spoke quietly but intensely with Natalie about things she found incredibly important.
OK, Natalie what are you wearing whatever you choose it will be easy access, right?
Natalie groaned, Zo
Maybe you should ditch your panties altogether
Zo you really are nuts. I was actually thinking of jeans and a sweater. Simple
But not easy
The two girls giggled then because their conversation had clearly become flat-out silly. Still, when Natalie was back in her room to get ready she found herself wrestling with what to wear. Half-embarrassed and half-excited she pulled on a navy silk skirt that fell somewhat loosely to, and floated around, her mid-thighs. She paired it with a simple white t-shirt that came just below the skirts waistband when she wore it un-tucked. Finally she slid navy leather mules with a 2-inch heel on her feet. Of course, she wore her necklace. And her hair down since she loved the feeling of John shoving his hands through it. She realized how much she geared her actions and decisions around him now more particularly his touch and opportunities for him to do so and she also realized she was totally fine with that. She had no trouble slipping out since she was not one of the carefully-watched in the household. Soon she was sliding into a taxi shed called ahead for and it didnt take long for it to pull up in front of the pub. It was already 9pm, and she knew John and Mason would most certainly be there by now.
Natalie walked into The Brazen Head and was immediately struck by how crowded it was. Thankfully the guys were sitting pretty close to the entrance and they flagged her down. John stood and pulled her into a quick hug, kissing her with decent thoroughness, then he ushered her into a chair between he and Mason.
Hey, darlin you made it
Yes and wow this place is busy
Sure is. In fact, Im going to flag a waitress down real quick so we can get you a drink and Im sure me and John will be ready for a refill by the time she gets back
John reached out to smooth Natalies hair back and asked softly, Are you as tired as I am?
Whats that saying you can sleep when youre dead?
He smiled then and said with deadly purr, Why are you sitting so far away? Come sit on my lap, Natalie
She tried to steady her breath so her voice would seem so. Is that allowed?
Do you see anyone here looking like theyre going to report us? Plus Im pretty sure itd fall under the heading of flirting you do remember flirting, dont you?
I remember flirting
Then be a good girl and come sit on my lap
She smiled and got up to do so and he pulled her down so that she was sitting across his legs. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders while his went around her waist. He kissed her again and then they pulled apart and Natalie looked at him with a playful look of faux-sadness.
Oh John, Im not sure if I can flirt with you anymore
That he wasnt expecting, but he played along, Oh? And why is that, Natalie?
Theres someone else
Someone else?! He wasnt sure what she was getting at because it was clear from her tone not to mention the way her arms continued to wind around him that she was teasing.
Yes you see last night I was visited by this incredible dream lover and Im not sure that anyone else could ever and I mean ever measure up
He grinned broadly as he said, Oh, I think I can measure up, Natalie And his body underneath her bottom was making quite an assertion in that regard. His head was bending down to kiss her but Masons exasperated half-groan of surprise caught them up short.
No. Please tell me you did not would not could not sneak into Natalies room just a few doors down from the President himself so you could schtup!
They turned to him in surprise, seeing that there was humor along with disbelief on his face, and Natalie said, Thats a rather indelicate way to put it
Darlin something tells me there was very little delicate about what you two were doing to each other, which begs the question: have you lost your ever-lovin minds?!
John said somewhat defensively, You heard Chase tell me to make sure I got caught up with Natalie as soon as possible to tell her about that picture which clearly meant privately. And the only option
The operative phrase being caught up WITH not caught up IN unless of course you encoded the intel on the head of your penis, for example.
Natalie had been taking a healthy gulp of her drink a hard cider when Mason spit that little gem out and she sucked some down her windpipe and began to cough.
Jesus, Mason, John said as he rubbed Natalies back, trying to help soothe her coughing spasm Are you trying to kill her?
Uh, no apparently thats your job, and you both are clearly trying to make my heart seize in my chest and drive me to an early grave. He smiled when he said that, though, he couldnt help it, and then he sat back down. The two men eyed each other as they took a drink from their pints and then grinned, while Natalie was finally regaining herself. She remembered that she was still sitting on Johns lap and started to get up when Mason said, Oh, dont move on my account here, tonight, youre supposed to be doing that Im not going to even try to rein you in. But if you guys forget yourselves and get hauled in for public indecency, youre on your own
Natalie shifted so she was facing front and in a move entirely reminiscent of Calgary John positioned her legs so they were draped on either side of his, which were spread somewhat open. She managed to show no reaction, but something about it heated her blood. Even as John held his pint in one hand, the other remained on Natalies back, mostly just resting there, but occasionally it would move gently as if to remind her of its presence.
Mason Natalie said very quietly, the ambient noise and music playing shielding their privacy. It was really something the way Angela dove in and took care of things last night I guess she knows the whole story?
She possibly saved our asses and, yes, she knows the story well 95% of it.?
Meaning?
Her official understanding is that you two are faking an affair.
Oh.
By the time the night is over, well have to see if she believes that.
John broke in, Tonight?
Shell be here any minute I figured I needed to bring a friend of my own so I didnt feel like an invisible third wheel and now that she knows At that, Mason glanced up and saw that Angela had, in fact, come in. He noticed she was looking curiously at two Irish-looking young men who were unaware of her scrutiny in fact, Mason was sure theyd been watching their table since their eyes quickly darted away when Masons turned in their direction. He pretended not to give them a second thought when he raised a hand to wave at Angela. She waved back and began to make her way towards them.
When she got to the table Mason stood to greet her and pulled Natalies former chair out for her. She greeted John and Natalie in a friendly fashion, seeming to have no reaction to her seating arrangement.
Natalie said softly, Angela thank you thanks for what you did
She smiled genuinely and said, Im just glad I noticed it and could help you are doing such an amazing job it would be terrible if something like that derailed things.
Well, thanks for that. Its been a bit of a crazy ride
I can only imagine. She shifted gears a bit and glanced at them all before saying quietly, Dont look or anything, but when I walked in I was standing behind some guys over by the entrance and I could swear they were talking about you two looking in this direction
Mason chimed in, I think so, too when I looked up and saw you theyd definitely been watching our table
John said, Interesting did it seem like they recognized Natalie?
They definitely knew you guys were Americans, but I also got the impression that they knew you were Secret Service at least you and Mason. I heard the words detail and daughters friend.
So, it seemed like if they knew who we were, they were also buying our cover he gestured to Natalie when he said that.
It seemed so Angela said, and she thought to herself it wouldnt be hard to buy since it seemed like it was anything but fake at this point.
Mason said, Well, heres a perfect chance for you to reinforce your cover, and then we can see if you continue to hold their attention if they follow you like those others in Calgary. I think its time you two go slink off to a dark corner somewhereeven out to the beer garden
John responded, Probably not a bad idea and it would appear to make total sense with Angelas arrival giving us all a little privacy
Mason nodded and John began to stand, sliding Natalie off his lap. They grabbed their drinks in one hand while their others clasped together and they walked away. John led her to the smaller room in the middle of the building it held the bar and was the original part of the pub, with low-beamed ceilings and a large fireplace. It was quieter and they stopped by the far end of the bar. John eased Natalie backwards against the wall and without a moments delay dipped his head to claim her mouth which was already opening for him.
Back at the table, Mason had wrangled a drink for Angela and they sat quietly for a moment until he said, Im really glad you came.
She smiled at him and said, Me too. Thanks for asking me.
So, uh, I saw the way you were looking at John and Natalie you arent buying their act?
She smiled and said, Depends on which act youre talking about.
Mason returned her smile and said, And what does that mean? though he was pretty sure he knew.
I think that the part thats supposed to be real is fake and the part thats supposed to be fake is realIt may not have started out that way, but I think they are a real couple pretending to be a fake couple thats pretending to be a real coupleI think their fake affair is real
You really are a very astute observer, Miss Mauro
I guess it goes with the territory. When youre in the State Department you always have to look for subtle clues so often you cant rely on words or language
Good points. Anything youre picking up from me right now? All of a sudden Mason had gotten a lot closer.
She felt her face grow a bit hot, though thankfully she was not the type to blush much. I sense that maybe maybe you want to kiss me. And if youre good at your job, youll know that Im going to kiss you back
Mason moved his hand to the back of Angelas head and drew her to him and they shared their first kiss which stoked the definite spark between them. Her mouth opened under his and their tongues met briefly, but enough to fully communicate their mutual attraction. Then he pulled back they were in a public place after all.
They smiled at each other then kissed again, this time a little more deeply, and Mason rationalized it that the public place was a pub, not church or a library.
Angela whispered, Is there more than one dark corner in this place? and Mason was now grinning ear-to-ear.
Oh, Im sure there is We need to stay here just a bit longer to see what those interested parties do If Im right they are soon going to follow John and Natalie then well follow them. And then well have to act as if were simply a couple trying to find our own privacy though well also keep an eye on the situation
Oooh, like an undercover mission this is exciting. I think Im starting to understand why everything flip-flopped for John and Natalie
I think we need a few more practice rounds He kissed her again and this time her arms wound around his extra-large shoulders.
Meanwhile, John had pretty much pinned Natalie against the wall in a relatively dark corner to the side of the bar. Their kisses had grown heated, their drinks long-since discarded on the bar so their hands could roam each others bodies. Johns had moved to the backs of Natalies thighs, just below her ass, but he apparently wanted to torture her and not move then any higher or where she was dying for them to journey.
Their mouths parted so they could gulp in some air and John said softly against her mouth, while his fingertips traced circles on her legs, Did you wear this skirt for me, Natalie? As an invitation? What exactly are you inviting me to do?
She shivered a bit, but not because she was cold, and asked in return, What do you want to do, John? while her own hands moved down to rest on his.
He managed to hold back his smile as he moved in for the kill, Id love to revisit the places we took each other this morning in your bed remember how deep inside you I was? Would you like me to be there now, Natalie? Can you still feel me?
Natalies hands seized around his and he smiled against her lips just before he re-took them in a searing blend of lips and tongue. Still he kept his hands where they were and she moaned in aroused frustration as his mouth made her legs turn to rubber. She banded her own arms around his waist to support herself, and also ground against his rock-hard erection earning a groan from him. It was her turn to pull back and smile.
I remember what it felt like, Johnlike youre still there right now do you remember how hot you made me how wet how tight I was around you? It felt like I was it felt like you filled every part of me like my body would have split in two if youd needed any more room If anyone had told Natalie just three months ago that such words would ever be said by her to a man, shed have died of mortification. But now, she couldnt help herself. Shed fight fire with fire every step of the way.
Johns hands grabbed onto her ass, hard, as he ground her into him and took back her mouth so his tongue could plunder it. When they finally parted they were gasping for breath and John rasped, Lets go outside
He took her hand to lead her back through the larger room from which theyd come. When he glanced over at the table he stopped for a moment and smirked. Natalie followed his gaze and grinned as well, since Mason and Angela were locked in a pretty serious kiss.
Hmmm Natalie said.
Exactly.
At that moment Mason and Angela parted and noticed them, sheepish looks spreading across both their faces. Then John waved a hand in brief salute and continued to drag Natalie outside. As they did he made a point not to even glance at the two men whod been observing them, but Mason and Angela saw that the two were still very interested in John and Natalie.
In short order John had located a truly dark corner, far away from most of the light. It had only a bench placed up against the stone wall, but that suited their purposes. In unspoken agreement John sat on it and Natalie immediately straddled him.
Same bold move as Calgary I like it. he said as his hands rested on her hips.
But this is so much different better than Calgary, John. she said soflty.
Oh? How so?
Because this time Im not trying to deny what youre doing to me and I dont care if you try to find out yourself As she said that she ground down onto him and they both let out a sharp breath. I may already be leaving a mark on your pants, John
Her words alone were going to kill him tonight the images they conjured up. He was the one normally toying with her that way, but she was definitely turning the tables. He had to shut that seductive mouth up for a while and with unerring precision he took possession of it inducing her to wind her arms around his neck while her hips rocked against him. She felt a flood of wetness between her legs and she tore her mouth away and said on a shaky breath, Im not sure this is going to help protect your pants
What if you poured onto my hand instead, sweetheart?
A profound shudder went through her as she heard those words and contemplated their meaning, then she thought her heart would jump out of her throat along with the moan that was ripped from her when two fingers from his right hand pushed her panties aside and entered her with anything but gentleness. Of course John was a plan-ahead type of guy so hed already taken over her mouth again to muffle her response, though he felt it vibrate down his spine and directly into his groin. As his fingers continued to fuck her, his tongue collided with hers and when she began to ride his hand in earnest he felt an aching tightness squeeze his balls and erection he realized he was becoming perilously close to losing it in his pants.
He surrendered her mouth and she buried it in the crook of his neck gasping, John and he moved his left hand to her hip to try to still her for a moment so he might have a snowballs chance in hell of collecting himself.
Natalie he could barely croak out, We have to stop slow down a second Im about to lose it
Then cum in me
His penis seized, Natalie, we CANT!
Why not? She asked almost desperately against his neck. No one can see no ones even around
Even as he was saying We cant again the conviction of his words was diminishing and, God help him, he was actually analyzing the situation with intent. They were practically invisible, just two dark shapes, and were far away from the handful of people circled around a few tables. Still, he felt he needed to go through the pantomime of strength, at least a bit longer.
Natalie
John! I want you As she said this her hands had moved to the button of his jeans. When he made a token gesture at stilling her hands she moved one down to cup him. I can feel how much you want me please
He was now officially done fighting. He removed his fingers from her so he could open his jeans wide and he reached in to shove the band of his boxers down low enough so that his surging manhood could spring free. His left hand pushed Natalies panties roughly aside while his right positioned the head of his penis at her opening, causing her to quake. Is this what you want, sweetheart? Do you want me to fuck you cum inside you? As John was saying these words he could feel his control slipping even further. Even so, there was a single brain cell functioning and it was if he was having an out-of-body experience, watching himself do something almost unfathomable, yet completely incapable of intervention.
Do it!
With his tip secured in a torturous fashion just inside her opening he moved both hands to her hips. He rasped, Take my mouth, Natalie and she fell forward to claim his mouth in a deep kiss as his hands plunged her down onto him. He felt her back arch violently at his invasion, her scream singeing his vocal chords as his own guttural moan fought back. He slid her up and down on him a few times to experience the heart-stopping friction, but there was no time for that now. She was already contracting around him and their bodies and this situation compelled a fast resolution. Therefore he yanked her back down hard onto his lap to fully embed himself, then used his hands on her hips to rock and grind her against him. All the while their mouths remained fused. After a full minute of this erotic bump and grind they exploded together, wrapping their arms around each other almost desperately in an attempt to remain upright. When he was sure every last whimper and moan had been secured in each others mouths, he finally ended their kiss and their now simply-gasping mouths rested against each other Natalies in Johns shoulder, his in her neck.
Jesus, Natalie!
I know I know I cant help it I cant be this close
and not want you have you he finished for her.
He glanced around and saw that no one was paying them any extra attention, suggesting the exact nature of their activities had not been known. He did note, however, that Angela and Mason were now at a table out here, sharing their own kiss which looked significantly more heated and passionate than the one theyd shared inside. In addition, their two other friends were at another table.
John carefully moved Natalie off him and helped her slide onto the bench beside him. He handed her drink to her from where hed perched it at the end of the bench and took a big swig of his own. We need to recover for a minute and then re-join Angela and Mason.
OK she said, still shaky still trembling.
John put an arm around her and drew her close against him. He whispered, As exciting as all this is, I could go for some normal in a big way
She chuckled and said, And what would normal look like?
My bed my house you in it all night long not having to rush, or worry about anyone finding out not having to hold back a single sound
Normal would be fantastic
Well get thereIm not sure exactly when or how, but we will. I want to take you home, Natalie.
She looked at him, incredibly touched, and said, That is such a sweet thing to say first you make my bones melt, and now my heart
He caressed her cheek and gave her a soft kiss. He quickly refastened his jeans, then he stood and held out his hand having made sure his shirt was now hanging out. Come on, sweetheart, lets go sit with Mason and Angela.
He put his arm around her as they walked over, tender feelings for her swirling around and again he marveled at the quicksilver way things changed between them. He realized for the first time in his life he was feeling completely he felt everything there was to feel. He now understood that desire was a much more multi-faceted thing than hed ever imagined. He desired her body, certainly, but also her heart and mind her very soul. It had happened so fast, but in such a short period of time hed seen so much in her learned so much about her all of which demanded a response from him. Her strength was notable yet there was a vulnerability that drew him in. She was smart, spirited, but also kind-hearted. He could try to catalogue every trait that spoke to him but the net was, it added up to something hed never had before and didnt want to live without.
Mason and Angela were smiling at each other after their own kiss when John and Natalie approached.
Hey, you two Natalie said,
Hey yourself, darliin Mason said, and she could tell he was looking at her very closely she was glad it was still relatively dark even by the tables.
Mason could see that she was impacted by whatever they had been up to in their dark corner. He had a pretty good idea and the only thing that surprised him was that he wasnt surprised or particularly put out by the notion. He couldnt resist teasing her though yes, he was evil and he said, Natalie, youre looking a little shaky a little unsteady on your feet why dont you sit before you fall down and he stood to pull out a chair for her.
She didnt meet his eye as she slid into the seat, but John gave him an evil glare before taking his. Angela just kept her own counsel shed not exactly been behaving like a nun herself. It had been a long time since shed engaged in such public displays of affection and if not for the return of John and Natalie shed be doing more.
Mason leaned in with a note of seriousness on his face and said, You do see we have company
John just nodded.
They stayed for another hour, then they caught a taxi and dropped Angela at her hotel. Mason walked her into the lobby and kissed her soundly good night and when he returned to the taxi he climbed into the front seat to give them a little privacy. John and Natalie were on their best behavior, but as they neared their final destination they shared a deep, slow kiss. Against her lips John whispered, I love you and she said, Me too
Mason wasnt sure if hed heard correctly, but he suspected he had. He realized how huge that was for his friend truly momentous and he was genuinely happy for John, and for Natalie, of course. But now the stakes were even higher. They had to make sure everything went as smoothly as possible.
Chapter 39
A/N: OK, some of this stuff is totally made up, though semi-based in reality. There are such things as the Faroe Islands, but all are owned by Denmark, and to my knowledge none are named Laurentius The general info about the Ambassadors residence is correct, but the interior stuff is made up as in I have no idea how many bedrooms there are, and whether it could hold the entire group Im putting there.
As Natalie eased into the reality of daylight her behavior of the night before came rushing back and she couldnt help the mix of cringe and self-satisfied smile that did battle for supremacy on her face and she wondered how many mornings that was going to be the case. She also was honest enough with herself to admit that until things could settle into a more traditional situation she hoped it would be a decently frequent occurrence even if she had to get over the twinge of mortified shock at herself each time. She would continue to push the envelope if thats what she had to do to steal some time with John. Still, her breath caught in her throat as she considered the fact that last night she and John, at her instigation, had had sex in a public place with other people relatively nearby but she couldnt feel badly about it. As she headed to the shower she felt a tender soreness from the activities that had book-ended her previous day, and the smile won out. Thinking of John made her happy among other things
By 10am they were airborne for the quick flight to London. Over the balance of their three-week European jaunt they would spend time in the UK, France, Germany, Spain, Greece and Italy, with the final two days in the tiny Kingdom of Laurentius, one of the Faroe Islands, the rest of which were part of Denmark. Though very tiny, Laurentius had long been a staunch US ally, serving as an important military staging area on several occasions they would be spending the Fourth of July there.
The President and his direct party and security detail were staying at Winfield House in Regents Park the official residence of the US Ambassador to the Court of St. James. The mansion was set on 12 acres representing the largest single private garden in London outside of Buckingham Palace and sat behind 15-foot iron fences, so it was quite secure. Mason and John were on duty and all business, though the latter had managed to give Natalie a quick smile and wink when shed first come downstairs to head to the fleet of cars and SUVs taking them to the airport. Just that small gesture set her heart aflutter and she sat unconsciously fingering her necklace during the drive.
They would spend three days and nights in the UK mostly in London and then head on to France. This evening was a state dinner and party at Buckingham Palace, and Natalies nerves were already jumping over that she really was living in an entirely new world. Even more nerve-wracking, tomorrow they were headed to Royal Ascot for the legendary horse-racing event, and the First Lady had taken great interest in ensuring she, Zo and Natalie had the right attire including the requisite hats.
The three ladies spent the afternoon on a shopping tour of key outposts, including Harrods and Harvey Nichols. For a dash of culture they also tossed in a visit to the Victoria & Albert Museum. This day they were accompanied by Stinson, Murphy and four other agents, including two who were almost as senior as John and Mason Craig Willows and Rachel Steinberg. These more senior agents were in charge of the group and though friendly, were quite serious. On more than one occasion Natalie was aware that both of those agents were looking at and discussing her, and she knew it was due to the pretty open speculation about the exact nature of her flirtation with John. That said, it didnt appear to cause them any animosity as had been the case with Stinson it seemed they were genuinely curious, which was understandable given what she knew about Johns history and typically scrupulous professionalism. Natalie couldnt help the prick of guilt she felt as she thought about that. His involvement with her was possibly undermining his professional credibility, and on the one hand it was something that had been set up by Chase as a cover, yet now that it had become real Still, John had had the chance to walk away from her from what they were doing and hed instead made it clear he wanted to be with her and see what the future held. That thought touched her deeply even as she worried about him and the repercussions hed have to deal with.
For the rest of the day Natalie couldnt quite shake off the weighty feeling of those concerns. Shed been on a high ever since theyd admitted they loved each other, and in the whirlwind since, theyd made love at the hotel, then John had come to her room, and finally theyd hooked-up at The Brazen Head last night yes, brazen they had very much been. Now she couldnt help think of all they still had to get through before they could even contemplate normal. There were two more months of trips and brief returns to DC and the small matter of ensuring Zos safety. She had to take her own job very seriously, and London was certainly a higher stakes location. That thought concentrated her mind, and she redoubled her efforts to remain as close to Zo as possible not much of a challenge since they were very much like two girlfriends having a fun day out.
By the time they returned to Winfield House there wasnt all that much time left to get ready. Natalie took a quick shower and then pulled out her dress for the evening. It was an incredibly simple but very well-made halter dress of midnight blue chiffon over silk. The V-neck was very modest, as was the back of the dress which came to just below her wing bones. It skimmed as opposed to conformed to her curves, floating to the floor as it fanned out a bit just below her knees. When the straps of the halter dress reached her shoulders they became the equivalent of long chiffon scarves that she tied at the neck and which then fell down her back for a subtly dramatic effect. She wore her hair up in a loose twist that left plenty of tendrils hanging and then accessorized with her now-favorite piece of jewelry and her diamond pear drop earrings. If she had raided her mothers jewelry box before leaving home she might have had some options that could compete with what many women would be wearing this evening, but she preferred simple anyway not to mention sentimental value. It made her feel closer to John to wear his gift, so it was the perfect accessory for every occasion.
Natalie knocked on Zos door and told her she looked beautiful when she saw her. She was wearing a cornflower blue strapless silk dress that set of her blonde hair worn in a chignon and blue eyes to magnificent effect. Natalie could tell she was a bit nervous, too, since they had to make sure to follow protocol when they met the Queen, Prince Charles and the rest of the Royal Family. Then Zo would join the official reception line with her parents while Natalie would try to calm her nerves enough to mingle.
In short order they were at Buckingham Palace and the swirl of meetings, greetings and socializing began. An official State Dinner for 100 was to take place first, followed by a party for some 300 people. That required two official reception lines one for each part of the evening and Natalie was incredibly glad that she didnt have to take part in either.
Mercifully she and Zo were seated together and when Natalie saw who their closest table mates would be she thought to herself, This should be interesting. She recognized them from the glossy London tabloid magazine shed picked up that afternoon, which referred to the three young men as The Three Musketeers. They were Crown Prince Gregers Greg Lauritzen of Laurentius; Crown Prince Mahmed Sharif of Kuman (a staunch ally of the US in the Gulf); and Scott Ballantine, scion of a wealthy Chicago family of bankers, industrialists and politicians often seen as American Royalty rivaling the Kennedys. The three had become fast friends as undergraduate students at Harvard and as a trio had come to London last year to pursue their MBAs at the London School of Economics theyd just completed their first year of studies. They were regular fixtures at high-society events and in the nightclubs and no doubt the target of many a social-climbing young woman. Greg and Scott had enjoyed a wide variety of dates, but Mahmed was promised to the daughter of a prominent family in Kuman, and assured all whod listen that it was a love match and he had no desire to step out with anyone else. He just was along for the ride and to keep an eye on his good friends.
Greg had rushed to pull out Zos chair for her, and Scott to do the same for Natalie, complimenting them on their lovely dresses in the process. She took a good look at them without being overly obvious. Greg resembled Mason, actually, both in terms of features and coloring, though his physique was more scaled-down like Johns. Scott, on the other hand, was as big as Mason but his coloring was almost an exact match for Natalies red hair, blue eyes and fair skin. Mahmed was the shortest of the three about 510 and he had the darker hair, eyes and skin one would expect. He was very handsome with a ready smile that flashed bright white, even teeth. Natalie could see that Zo was almost star-struck with Greg though she was trying to hide it. The heightened color in her cheeks was the giveaway to Natalie. Interesting. Over the course of dinner 8 courses in all! the young people had a great time, sharing stories about exploits in the US as well as discussing the countries Natalie and Zo would be visiting. Greg, Scott and Mahmed would be seeing them again in Laurentius at the big party Gregs parents the King and Queen were hosting The three would also be in Kuman at the end of the summer tour when Mahmeds own very Royal parents also hosted a party for the US President and his family/entourage.
Several times during dinner Natalie could feel Johns eyes on her and turned to meet his gaze and his raised eyebrow as he noticed her taking part in the high-spirited conversation with Zo and their new-found friends. Truth be told, she was having a good time, but given her druthers there is only one person shed be with, and she hoped shed have a chance to at least do the flirtatious part of her job, though it was difficult given how much more she wanted with and from him. She wouldnt be free to seek him out until the formal dinner was over and the evening morphed into a party. She noted that Zo and Greg had fallen into a private conversation several times, and it seemed that he was as interested as she was. Finally the dinner was over and liveried attendants began to move the guests into the ballroom where the party would take place. As that migration happened she begged off to go to the rest room where she took a moment to refresh her make-up and then she went in search of John.
While she had been dining and enjoying herself Mason had noticed John watching her closely with an increasingly odd expression on his face. He thought he knew what it meant and he went to stand closer to his friend and said quietly, If youre are going down the road I think you are, then Im going to shoot you now to put us both out of our misery
John let a tight smile alter his features and said, Im not jealous, Mason
Well, good, but thats not what Im talking about
John said nothing for a second, knowing his friend had read him perfectly, Shes so much younger than me has so much life ahead of her that Ive already lived
Have you? Mason asked softly.
John turned to look at him and said, I have 13 years on her
Yes, thirteen years of your career, world travel, some good friendships but it seems to me you two are in exactly the same place and one not everyone is lucky enough to get to. Dont do this to yourself dont do this to her. She has had more than enough time to fall for that sort of boy to point her life in that direction. She also is part of one of the countrys wealthiest families in her own right, so its not likely money would ever turn her head. I think youve both made your choices at no small risk. Now is not the time to second guess them especially over some arcane notion of what is best for her.
John met Masons eyes and saw the conviction in his words mirrored in his eyes. Then Mason said, You know Im right John.
He nodded. Mason was right he believed it. But even more to the point, he didnt have the strength to let Natalie go, even if he thought it was what was best for her. He wanted her. He needed her. It wasnt just the physical need that propelled him to do crazy things like fuck her on a bench outside a Dublin pub. Hed woken up this morning feeling much the same as Natalie cringing a bit, smiling a lot, and unable to find a recrimination that rang true. Hed do it again if that was his only chance to be with her until they were lucky enough to do so openly.
Not two minutes later Natalie popped by to see them, her eyes soaking in Johns features and the softness in his own eyes.
Hey guys
Hi, Natalie They said in unison.
John whispered softly, You look beautiful, Natalie.
Her smile made her even more so as she said, Thanks
Mason said, It seemed like you and Zo had some fun dinner partners.
Yes an interesting trio. The media here calls them The Three Musketeers - and I think that Crown Prince Greger and Zo are really hitting it off I can only imagine the media firestorm if a Crown Prince and the First Daughter were to connect.
Oh Lord, said Mason. That would surely complicate things
John said quietly, What about you, Natalie? Did you like the princes?
She stepped a bit closer to him and whispered, I just like you in fact, I love you
He smiled broadly and then she stood back and said, I guess Id better go find Zo for a bit, but Ill be back to flirt shamelessly in a little while.
Ill look forward to it.
When shed left Mason said with humor in his voice, Awww all better now?
In fact, yes and tell me, Mason wheres Angela this moment. Youve been watching her intently but she seems to be off the radar right now. Of course when she was at the end of your lips last night she was much easier to find
Mason chuckled and said, Uh, do you really think its advisable for you to be talking about what body part a lovely lady was at the end of last night?
John smirked and said, Point taken.
Apparently so.
Easy now
They stood smiling for a moment, though not looking at each other.
Natalie did go in search of Zo and saw that she was already on the dance floor with Prince Greger. They were dancing appropriately for the situation but as close as that would allow. Natalie had just reached the edge of the dance floor when Scott approached her.
Would you like to dance, Natalie?
Feeling it would be rude to turn him down she accepted the offer and a moment later she was in his arms. He was an impressive physical specimen but she felt no attraction to him though she could appreciate him in an abstract sense, it was only John that drew any reaction from her. Unfortunately, after three minutes of them moving around the dance floor she could tell that Scott was reacting to her, and she was careful to keep her pelvis at a distance without making it too obvious. Eventually the slow set ended and she excused herself to use the rest room. When she was on the way there she happened to look down the hallway and saw John looking intently at her, and then he disappeared through a door. Making sure no one was watching she quickly followed suit.
The door to what she realized was a cloak room had not fully closed when she felt Johns arms close around her and his mouth descend to capture hers, which immediately opened under the onslaught of his tongue so they could share a long, deliberate, deeply passionate kiss. Lately they had gotten so caught up in other physical expressions of their love and desire that the incredible feeling of their mouths making love to each other had not been their singular focus. It was now, and they fully engaged in the experience. Natalie had draped herself on John, her arms around his neck while his were like a vice around her lower back, pressing his hardness into her stomach and eliciting a deep moan.
Finally John broke their kiss but kept his lips a hairsbreadth away when he whispered, I miss you, Natalie and then he was kissing her again. By the time he surrendered her mouth again she was weak-kneed and had to cling to him so he could support her weight, which he did with a soft laugh.
You OK, sweetheart?
Mmmm hmmm I just love the way you kiss me
Just returning the favor. Which he did for a while longer.
Eventually he knew they had to stop this was turning into his longest quick bathroom break ever, and Mason would surely know why. He pulled her into an all-enveloping hug. I cant believe we have to wait to meet up until were in France. The schedule is so tight here, theres no time.
I know and even there it will be pretty tight
John sighed. It really wont be until Italy that we can get any meaningful time
But even an hour
Even thirty minutes
Can you sneak to my room again?
I might just have to
But we can try to be good
We can try
They smiled at each other then.
Go dance with your boys, Natalie.
OK, but Ill be back by to flirt
Natalie rejoined Zo and the boys for a while, taking turns dancing with both Scott and Mahmed Greg and Zo had eyes and dances only for each other. Most other eyes dwelled on them extensively, wondering if they were seeing a budding storybook romance the First Daughter and a Crown Prince falling for each other.
An hour later Natalie spotted John patrolling a terrace that was otherwise empty. She stepped out and walked up to him, grabbing him for a kiss which he quickly but fully returned, then she spun back around to head inside. As she neared the glass doors she realized Scott was standing there and had seen it all apparently hed thought to follow her to spend some time together on the terrace, but had been brought up short by what hed seen. They looked at each other for a long moment when she stepped back into the room and then he asked, I was about to get a drink care for one?
Sure. Ill walk over with you.
She could tell he was looking at her curiously, but neither said a word. She wondered if hed say anything to his friends she assumed he would. In the end, that wasnt a bad thing since it would further solidify her cover. She let herself feel the immense relief that it hadnt been another Secret Service colleague.
Chapter 40
As Natalie was getting ready for Royal Ascot she thought back on the previous night. Thankfully when she and Scott had gotten their drinks, hed acted as if he hadnt seen a thing. They had quickly returned to their other friends and an hour later she and Zo were in the car on the way home. Zo had been on cloud nine, barely able to talk about her evening, but Natalie was sure they would eventually spend some meaningful time dishing about Prince Greg.
She looked at the mirror critically, taking in the royal blue sleeveless dress and matching jacket she was wearing with coordinating straw hat. She, like the First Lady and Zo, had selected very simple, medium-brim hats, not wanting to stand out or even try to compete with the ostentatious millinery displays typically found at Royal Ascot. They would be in the Royal enclosure and Natalie wished she could just beg off the whole affair. Her nerves were certainly better than they were last night since she was now used to being within relatively close proximity to the Queen and other Royals, but what she really wanted to do was just hang out in comfy jeans and a shirt and bum around London like a basic tourist. Of course there was something else she really wanted to be doing, someone else she really wanted to be with, but shed just have to be patient. Because she was so good at that.
Ascot went in a blur a cacophony of sights and sounds. The most notable thing for her party was that Scott, Mahmed and Greg were there the latter practically glued to Zos side. Scott seemed to be very much enjoying the company of a young Lady literally, a Lady in the peerage whom hed clearly known for a while. That left Natalie sitting for a bit with Mahmed, and she found him to be quite an easy companion.
So, Natalie how have you enjoyed London so far?
Its a bit hard to say since we have been on the go since we got here yesterday. The bad thing about our tour is a lot of it is very tightly scheduled, but then again we are seeing things and doing things that basic tourists would never get to. This this is quite a spectacle!
That it is. It took me a bit of time to get used to London compared to Boston but it is fun. I just try to keep my friends out of trouble.
That seems like it could be a full-time job.
At times, yes.
Has your fianc been able to visit you at all?
A couple of times but her family isnt all that keen on it since it requires all sorts of chaperoning and security. I will, of course, be home at the end of the summer when you are visiting, but I do plan on making another trip before that probably in 2 weeks, actually.
How long have you known her?
Ive known Noor all our lives. We were born just a month apart and our families have always been close. She is a very special girl we have always been best friends so it worked out perfectly that our families wanted us promised to each other. I cannot imagine wanting to spend my life with someone else.
That is really a great stroke of luck, isnt it?
That it is. And what about you, Natalie? Anyone special in your life?
Natalie suspected from the slight change in his tone that Scott had said something, yet Mahmed seemed pretty neutral about the whole thing. There is, yes. But its a bit new nothing like your situation.
Are you able to be with your person as much as youd like?
No, not at all. But I suspect you know what thats like.
Yes. Sadly, yes. Thats why the picture in my wallet is so worn I take it out all the time to look at. And I have other pictures on my PDA and my computer, of course. Would you like to see my Noor?
Id love to.
I have some shots from my last trip home on my PDA.
Natalie took the device and looked at the group photo Mahmed, Noor and two other men who looked to be about 35-40 years old.
Those are two of my uncles. You will get to meet all of them in August.
She is very beautiful.
Yes.
Natalie tried not to show how intently she was staring at the picture, and though she wanted to keep doing so, she knew she had to surrender it so as not to raise any flags. As soon as she had looked closely at the two uncles a warning bell went off inside her and she wasnt sure why. She had this deep-seated feeling that she had seen them before they looked familiar but she couldnt place where she might know them from. Her concern was that she might have seen their pictures when she was doing research on terrorist threats, most particularly those hinting that Zo might become a target this summer. She handed the device back to Mahmed and tried to seem as engaged and normal as possible.
Have you two set any sort of date for when youll be married?
Next summer, after I finish my MBA. We havent yet decided where well live perhaps here, but maybe back in Kuman. Most likely there, actually.
You dont see yourself returning to the States?
No. I dont think it would suit Noor.
Natalie just shook her head. At that moment Zo and Greg came over and Natalie could here the clicking paparazzi lenses from the pack held off in the distance. Given their sophisticated zoom lenses, theyd have no trouble getting additional money shots and Natalie made sure to keep her face averted but not in an obvious way.
Natalie! Greg has invited us to go along on a club-hopping excursion tonight to Bouijis and then Crystal Night Club. Since we just have that dinner thing to go to tonight, I bet we can get clearance to do it and maybe drag some of our favorite agents with us Zo said this with just enough of an undertone that Natalie felt like cringing a bit, but then again, it was probably good for her cover story.
Well, as long as your dad says OK and its all arranged I personally am not up for a repeat of Mexico!
By this point Scott had joined them and he jumped in and asked, What happened in Mexico?
I was a very bad girl and decided to sneak out without any security because we were going with someone who had tons of their own. Anyway, there was an accident and Natalie literally saved my life. We both could have died. So, I have sworn that I am reformed. Totally. But given who you three are and you also have security I think my dad will OK it
I sure hope so Greg said as he looked longingly at her. She blushed at his attention and Natalie was happy for her imagine if she literally had found her Prince Charming.
Natalie looked up and saw that President and Mrs. Caldwell were on their way over, accompanied by Chase, Mason, John, Willows and a number of other agents. Steinberg had been sticking with Natalie and Zo, along with Stinson and Murphy. A major show of force, but likely prudent in this madding crowd. The First Couple had a lovely conversation with Greg and his friends all documented by hundreds of photographers.
Natalie took the chance to walk towards John and Mason.
Hello, gentlemen.
Gentlemen? Mason asked with an arched eyebrow.
Hey, its Ascot
It sure is, John grumbled.
She made a show of adjusting his tie while they just looked at each other for a second, then she backed away a bit.
Just a heads up on two things Zo is about to ask if she and I can go clubbing with the guys, and I daresay that means you two will be in tow. Also, she lowered her voice, I saw a picture of Mahmeds fianc and two of his uncles, and I could swear I saw them somewhere before maybe even in my research that I was doing for this whole thing I just cant quite place where I know them from, or if they just look like someone else and Im not making the connection
Mason asked with a bit of a grin, Any chance they just look like Mahmed? You know, the guy sitting in front of you? Their nephew?
She rolled her eyes and said, Gee, I NEVER woulda thunk of THAT!
The men chuckled and then John said, I can have your files couriered to usthey can be sent ahead to France since were out of here soon.
Good idea.
Aw, shucks Mason said. You guys are going to have to actually work during one of your trysts there oughta be a law against that
Natalie narrowed her eyes but said nothing, until she looked into the distance and said, Isnt that Angela?
Mason whipped his head around and said, Where?!
Natalie laughed out loud and said, Oops, my mistake
You are an evil young woman, Natalie.
I know I didnt realize I might give you whiplash. She did look very pretty last night, I noticed. Shes staying off-site, isnt she? Did you happen to pay a social visit to her after the party? Natalie teased.
John was truly enjoying this.
Mason faked a glare at Natalie and said, I dont see how thats any of your business.
Well you certainly know plenty of our business isnt turnabout fair play?
Darlin thats only because you guys keep dragging me into it I know how to be discreet
But an element of danger can be so intoxicating, Mason
Mason turned to John and said, I blame you for her corruption, I truly do. Of course they were grinning ear-to-ear at each other.
Well, gentlemen, Id better get back to Zo and the boys
By the time they left Ascot Zo had indeed convinced her father to let them go out tonight if after conferring with Chase the Secret Service felt they could handle it and be fresh enough for tomorrow. Of course, Chase agreed they could keep the girls covered, and he assigned John and Mason to supplement Stinson and Murphy.
Natalie and Zo joined the First Couple for a quick dinner with a US businessman who was a major contributor to President Caldwells campaign, and then they rushed back to Winfield Hall to get changed they were supposed to meet Greg, Scott and Mahmed at 9pm, and the President had insisted they be home no later than 1am so that the security detail could get some sleep.
Zo was practically spastic trying to decide what to wear much too keyed up to spend any time talking about Greg but Natalie figured theyd have plenty of time to do that once they left London. Zo opted for a navy blue cotton tank dress that fell to her mid-thigh, plus navy stiletto spectator pumps. She wore her hair loose and flowing and of course looked like a model. Natalie decided to go for it as well, not just to blend into the scene but also to get the pulse of a certain Secret Service Agent going. She wore a black heavyweight silk dress that was very 80s-retro. It looked very similar to an oversized Flashdance type sweatshirt that fell almost to her mid-thighs. The wide neck showed off her shoulders and the dolman sleeves made it incredibly comfortable. Then she donned the killer boots shed worn in Calgary the night shed caught Johnpatent leather stilettos that came to her mid-thigh. In fact, just two inches separated the top of her boots and the hemline of her dress. She tossed on several strands of pearls and gold-link chains and gold hoop earrings, and then she was done once shed tossed her mane of hair so that it was loose and looked like someone had been running their hands through it.
As soon as she saw Johns reaction to her, she knew shed selected the right outfit. His eyes blazed into hers and she found herself hoping they would somehow find themselves even briefly in a dark corner some where tonight. They started out in Bouijis and had a few drinks, but it was horribly crowded so they quickly opted to move on to Crystal Night Club, a newer private club that would have plenty of action, but not as pressing a crowd.
The five young people settled into a very large private booth, ringed by the Secret Service and the two security personnel apiece that Greg and Mahmed had with them at all times. It was a tableau that attracted some attention, but since Prince William was often at the club, that sort of security wasnt unusual either. Greg immediately asked Zo if she wanted to dance, and Scott decided to invite Natalie to do so as well. She accepted and soon they were slow dancing to a lesser-known Sade song.
Natalie, you look fantastic. You are attracting quite a bit of attention
She blushed a bit and said, Oh, thanks. Well, I figured I had to dress up a little if we were going to Londons hottest clubs.
Is that the only reason?
The only reason what?
That you wore such a hot outfit? You sure youre not trying to attract a particular persons interest? A certain agents?
Natalie decided to play dumb a bit even though she knew it would be obvious. She just wanted to see how far and hard hed push things. I dont know what youre talking about
No? Scott smirked.
No. Natalie smirked this time, too.
Well, maybe I had more to drink last night than I thought, but I could have sworn I saw you and the dangerously intense looking agent in a pretty impressive lip-lock on the terrace like you two were involved or something
Oh? Maybe you did have a bit too much to drink
Well, maybe. But I dont think so. That said if Im wrong, well that wouldnt necessarily make me unhappy. If you are a free agent I would not hide the fact that I find you very attractive Id let you know, and see if you had any interest in exploring anything, even just a fun summer fling, with me. I might be so daring as to run my hands down your back to pull you closer to me so my attraction to you would be in no doubt
As Scott said that he moved his hands to the small of her back and did just that, causing her to pull back and look at him in surprise. ScottI dont think this isnt a good idea
Well, apparently your agent doesnt either given the death stare hes giving me right now.
Hes simply protective.
Scott laughed at that and said, Natalie, stop the bullshit. Im not going to rat you out, but I know what I saw and what Im seeing now. But if Im wrong, then Ill just go for it With a smile on his face he began to move a hand lower and she reached around to grab it, which only served to press her pelvis harder against his.
Damn, Natalie. Youve got to cut that out!
Well so do you!
You crying Uncle?
OK, Uncle. Now, please move your hands.
Scott chuckled and did so. Aw, dont be mad, Im just having a bit of fun I promise Im not going to paw you endlessly. But I promise, your secret is safe with me but I may not be safe much longer if I dont set you free. I am going to go to the gents for a few minutes. Not sure I should head back to the booth until your agent simmers down
Scott took his leave and Natalie met Johns eyes across the room he looked steamed. She made her way over to him and he motioned his head behind him and then disappeared. She knew John had an edge on finding secret locations because he had seen all the schematics for the club when theyd been doing their security prep. As she headed past the booth Mason caught her eye and then winked, and she just smiled. Finally she got to a back hall and saw Johns head stick out of an office door. He stepped back into the room and she entered it, then closed the door. Before she could even turn around she felt his breath on the back of her neck while his body pressed up against hers, forcing her against the door.
Natalie he whispered in a deep-throated voice. Have I not been paying enough attention to you? So that you need to let boys put their hands on you in places that are supposed to belong just to me?
As he was saying this his hands had reached down to capture hers and had moved them over her head, against the door, so he could press even harder up against her. Her boots made her tall enough that his rock-hard erection was pressing into her ass and she let out a gasp when he ground against her.
Thats right your ass belongs to me, doesnt it, Natalie?
She shivered but did not answer and then he ground against her again and he said more forcefully, Doesnt it?!
Yes
She felt his hot mouth close over her neck and he delivered a tongue-lathing kiss that made her knees weak, and she couldnt help the soft moan that escaped her. In an instant he had turned her around and pinned her back against the door, this time his mouth roughly taking possession of hers in a plundering, heated kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck and instinctively snaked her right leg up and around his hips and backside to pull him closer against her, and this time he groaned in response, moving both his hands down and under her dress so he could cup her ass his fingers finding their way under the flimsy lace of her panties. Their mouths and hips ground against each other for several long minutes until John had to step away. He was shaking and Natalie was only remaining upright because she was leaning against the door. Both of them were panting.
After a brief break John moved to Natalie again, taking her face in his hands and then snaking them through her hair and pulling her mouth to his again while his strong thigh forced its way between Natalies, pressing hard between her legs. He heard a muffled, Mmmm Hmmmmm Mmmmm in his mouth but her only other response was to begin to writhe against his leg. Again he moved his hands to her backside to help her in that motion and again he finally had to pull away.
She retreated back against the door while he rubbed his hands over his face, then he looked at her and she knew if she was flammable shed have burst into flames at the fire in his eyes. You make me lose control, Natalie. Faster and more totally than anyone Ive ever known
He practically stalked over to her and moved a surprisingly gentle hand to her neck spanning its slender width and length with his one hand as his mouth came to hover over hers as her head pressed back against the door. What is it about you? What do you do to me?
Then he was kissing her again while she banded her arms around his midsection and met his tongue stroke for stroke.
When John broke the kiss again he whispered against her mouth, I have to let you go God, its a killer because theres so much more I want to do to you right now to bury my fingers between your legs and feel how wet you are for me to taste you but I cant not here, not now but soon for now I have to let you go but not for long...
He gave her another bone melting kiss and then surrendered her mouth again, staring at her until she opened her desire-clouded eyes.
Natalie? He whispered.
Yes? she responded so softly he almost didnt hear her.
Dont let that boy touch you again you belong to me
She simply shook her head in agreement and acknowledgement. Then he moved her gently aside and left the office.
Natalie stood there for a long moment to settle her nerves. Her body was on fire from his touch and from the desire for more. The ache between her legs was crying for release and she would have let him take her any and every way hed wanted to but he was right. This wasnt the time or place. Still, every cogent thought had fled from her mind and she had turned herself over to him entirely the moment hed walked up behind her. She was merely along for the ride.
After leaving the office she quickly went to the restroom to buy herself a bit more time, and then finally returned to her group. John gave her a heated glance when she passed and when Natalie broke eye contact with him her gazed collided with Scotts and she saw the small smile play on his lips. As it turned out, the only place for her to sit was right next to him, and when she took her seat and picked up her drink he whispered, You owe me I believe I spurred your man to action, hmmm?
No comment Natalie said, willing her hand not to shake when she took a big gulp of her drink.
The rest of the night passed uneventfully and was fun. She danced with both Mahmed and Scott but both kept their distance from her since they avoided all the slow sets.
Still, it was a very sexually frustrated John and Natalie that climbed into bed separately that night.
Chapter 41
While John and Natalie had been engaging in their heated tte--tte, thousands of miles away Javier Lezama was watching a grainy video of them playing on his computer screen. It was very poor quality because the camera that took it was very small, had been at a distance, and had been using a night vision lens, but it was still crystal clear what was going on. They were on a bench in the dark outside the Brazen Head in Dublin, and John was fucking Natalie first with his fingers and then sticking his dick in her. In public! That thought kept running through Javiers mind and his stomach, where the bile was backing up. They were largely shielded by the darkness and also by her skirt, but there was zero doubt what they were doing he could even tell the moment John impaled her.
He knew that he had shaken Natalie up during their dinner he had shaken her faith in John and what was going on between them. So, either John had somehow restored that faith, or she was throwing all caution to the wind and letting herself fall further under his thrall. Javier was beyond angry. He was a successful billionaire that gorgeous women throughout the world fawned over, yet he couldnt secure Natalies interest. He would give her things she couldnt even dream of hed never demean her by screwing her in public on a ratty old bench when she deserved to be stretched out on $1,000 sheets, yet some how this agent had captured her in a way that was almost unfathomable. She had let no one touch her for two years since shed been raped, and now she was engaging in this risky and tawdry behavior. Oh, he could understand the sheer animal impulses involved why John might be driven to take her that way but hed do so much more for her. If shed only let himHe had to see her again he had to determine the best approach to at least soften her up to him a little bit. He knew there was no way he could get where he wanted in the space of a single dinner if she even let him have that but he was a patient man. Or he could force himself to be. He had to proceed very carefully, but proceed he would.
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The next morning the President and First Lady had breakfast with members of Parliament, but Zo and Natalie were thankfully given a free pass, and could relax until about 1pm when theyd head to Air Force One. Zo had arranged the night before to have breakfast brought to her room for her and Natalie so they could hang out in their PJs and catch up.
So, Zo, things looked like they were going well with you and Greg OH! Im sorry PRINCE Greg whats up with that?
Zo blushed and asked, OK, so is this the part where you now get back at me for all my prying and teasing?
Maybe.
Well, I really do like him a LOT. But it is way too early to know how things will or wont progress. Its not like were going to be skulking off to any hotels or anything because its not like I can skulk anywhere! Think about it, Natalie how different things are for us for our romances. Mine is out there for all to see photographers everywhere, to the point that its so embarrassing. Yet you are the total opposite sneaking around. Now THATS exciting!
Not really so exciting as youd think it has some real limitations. But I have to be honest Id prefer that to having every moment being photographed what an invasion of privacy. Of course, Natalie had forgotten about the Calgary pictures and had no notion of what Javier had been watching if she did shed realize that the invasion of Zos privacy was kids stuff compared to how hers had been shredded.
Greg is a cool guy his friends seem nice, too. I think that Scott has taken a liking to you and poor John did not seem to like it one little bit and thats AWESOME, Natalie. Did he say anything to you?
Uh, yeah we bumped into each other near the restrooms and he suggested that I not let Scott touch me anymore Natalies pulse quickened as she remembered exactly how hed suggested that.
I bet he didWhen does he get to mark his territory again?
Zo she said with a warning tone.
What? Come on are you saying you dont like a little bit of the caveman routine? Especially from a hottie like John he positively smolders! I can only imagine how hed remind you who the man in your life is
Natalie could not help but blush and Zo just giggled. I knew it did he spank you?
Zo!
You know a sexy older man taming a free-spirited young thing like you
Have you been reading more of Mistress Tonis books or something?
I plead the Fifth.
Were not in the US that doesnt hold up.
Well, then diplomatic immunity!
If you are going to be a Princess you are going to have to behave. If the media were to get a clue that youve become obsessed with BDSM stories
Oooh, are you going to tell all? Sell my secrets to the London Mirror? Go ahead, but I might have to retaliate explain how protective a certain agent is of the First Daughters friend how he spends all his free time covering your body with his
Zo, you are a total nut. Natalie said laughing. But lets just say your secrets are safe with me.
Well, same here. I just like to see you get all flustered and if anyone could make a woman get that way, its Agent McBain. One of these days Im going to get you totally drunk so I can get you to spill all the details of what you guys get up to when youre alone. And any time you want to borrow one of my books to come up with some new things
Natalie shook her head with a smile and stood, On that note Im going to get ready.
Chicken! Zo retorted as Natalie closed the door.
By mid-afternoon the First Family and entourage were in Paris and on their way to the Four Seasons Hotel George V Paris, just steps from the Champs-Elysees. They were taking over the top 2 floors (7th and 8th) of the hotel and a large Secret Service Advance Team had been there for three days to ensure security was tight. John and Natalie needed to squeeze in an update meeting before a cocktail party and dinner that was being hosted by the US Ambassador at the American Embassy, and at most theyd have two hours between the time they could escape and the time they had to get ready for the evening. John pulled her aside on the plane and told her hed arranged for a separate room on a different floor at the Four Seasons. It was definitely upping the risk but Chase knew about it and concurred it was the best way for them to maximize the time they had to go over the files that had been sent over to them. He was having a staffer pull out all photos since they were most important for her to review to see if any of them looked like Mahmeds uncles.
Natalie barely had time to stow her bags in her room which was on the 8th floor and attached to Zos and then she had to sneak to the third floor to connect with John. She knocked softly on room 310 and it was quickly opened by John who stepped aside to let her in, then closed the door behind them, moving the security lever in place. She turned around and watched him approach her with an inscrutable expression on his face that made her a bit nervous.
Are you still mad at me, John? she asked in a voice she tried to control to neutrality.
He smiled a little at her and walked even closer saying softly, I was never mad at you Natalie. I just didnt want that boys hands to be the last ones that had touched you to remind you why you shouldnt want anyone elses hands on you
I didnt His fingertip moving to her lips quieted her.
Shhhhh, I know that His finger continued to gently massage her mouth, causing her pulse to jump. But before we leave here today Im just going to have to make sure you cant even contemplate someone else touching you
John could see the desire in Natalies eyes and he knew it mirrored his own. He also knew they had some serious work to do as well. He removed his finger and replaced it with his lips, pressing a very gentle kiss against her mouth.
We dont have much time so while we work, Im going to have to get started on other things.
She looked at him with a puzzled expression and he kissed her softly again and then took her hand, walking her towards the desk. He took the leather executive chair behind it and then turned her around and brought her onto this lap so they were both facing the desk. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back against him, kissing the bend between her neck and shoulder that hed exposed when he pushed her hair aside, and he felt the shudder run through her causing her to press down onto his lap where his desire for her was already in prominent evidence.
Natalie felt off balance, and she had a feeling that John wanted her that way. It wasnt a bad feeling, but he seemed to have a plan for their time together and to want to play with her a bit. She decided to just go with the flow and leaned further into him and wrapped her arms around his, while he moved his mouth to the other side of her neck.
He finally removed his mouth and said in a businesslike tone, OK, first Ill update you on the latest intel and chatter, and then you can look over all the photos that were sent from your files. As she said that he shifted her legs so that they draped over either side of his, and he rested his hands on her jeans-clad knees.
She turned her head around to look at him for a moment and was rewarded with another almost-chaste kiss, which was at complete odds with the increasing hardness under her bottom that in turn was causing a moist tightness to build between her legs.
Now, where were we oh, yes. Chatter is about at the same levels, and still seems to suggest that Zo is the target and the Middle East leg of the tour is the timeframe thats IF any of this is true. Trojan Horse is still cropping up, but weve also seen the phrases, sowing the seeds and the seeds have been planted both in preparation for harvest. Obviously that could mean that they have moved key assets in place, and combined with the Trojan Horse reference we have to assume they could have someone close inside to some degree. Weve run into a bit of a roadblock narrowing down the list of potentials for Lezamas mother because we are still trying to do this without raising a red flag, but supposedly a key contact has returned from some vacation or something so we might finally break through on that. Intel also says that Lezama has remained in Mexico since his trip to DC, so he is behaving completely normally
Natalie nodded and said, Well, given that we are still almost 2 months away from the trip to the Middle East, its not surprising the chatter hasnt spiked yet. But I guess we also need to keep vigilant in case they are actually targeting an earlier date in a different location.
In response John nodded and then tilted Natalies chin so he could claim her mouth in a slow, deep kiss that bid her tongue to entwine with his while he crossed his arms around her upper body again. She leaned back and couldnt help the soft moan that slid from her mouth to his at the delicious sensation of him possessing hers so deliberately. Finally he broke their kiss and moved his hand to an envelope on the desk and removed a thick stack of paper that held various pictures of people of interest in this investigation. He handed it to Natalie and said, Here you gomaybe Mahmeds uncles are in one of these
Natalie leaned forward, placing her elbows on the desk as she carefully began to study each photo. In a few instances she picked up the magnifying glass John had also brought for her so she could inspect the faces more closely. She was trying to keep her attention on her work, but it was a bit of a challenge given the decidedly unprofessional nature of her current perch, and the fact that John had begun to softly massage her back and shoulders.
John could tell he was getting to Natalie hell, he was getting to himself but he had to let her finish her close inspection of those photos. But then again, a critical part of a Secret Service Agents skill-set was the ability to block out distractions and remain focused. He really was doing her a favor expanding on her training, really and he should probably even up the ante. It was only right what a good boss would do for an underling The renewed thought that he was her boss and how gifted she was when underneath him stirred him further, and he had to shift a bit as he felt his groin throb.
Natalie was intent on her task but stiffened and had to stifle a gasp of shock when she felt Johns hands move to the buttons of her shirt a short-sleeved, pale blue cotton blouse that she wore out over her jeans. Slowly but surely he was undoing the entire line of them and she swallowed hard as his hands grazed her breasts when the got to the button between them.
John smiled broadly at her back when he noted her response and said softly, Oh, dont mind me continue looking. Im just trying to maximize our time for other things multi-task
She redoubled her efforts to focus, but that became momentarily much more difficult when John took the photos out of her hands so he could pull her now-open blouse off her. As soon as that was done he handed her back the pages, and again she did her best to study them. She was not going to let him rattle her well, not so much that she couldnt do her job plus not so deep down she loved what he was doing
His hands briefly came to rest on her waist, the warmth of them there paradoxically raising Goosebumps on her torso and arms, then he caused her breath to hitch completely when he flattened his right hand across her stomach but then quickly moved it down towards the top of her jeans. He unbuttoned them and slowly pulled her zipper down, then moved his two hands to the waistband and began to push them down her hips. He briefly picked her up off his lap so he could shove them over her ass and down to her thighs.
John. she said shakily.
Shhhh He said heatedly against her neck. Its all part of your training you need to be able to concentrate Natalie so go ahead concentrate He bit back a smile when he saw that her hand that picked up the magnifying glass was shaking.
John used his own feet to push her jeans completely off her her sandals had already gone by the wayside. He decided to give her a break for a minute let her adjust to sitting on his lap in just her bra and panties before he took things any further. After all, she DID need to look at the pictures.
For about three minutes Natalie was given no further distractions and she was making her way through the stack efficiently with still no sign of the uncles. Shed almost forgotten her state of undress and the fact that she was sitting on Johns lap, until she felt his hands move to the middle of her back to the clasp of her bra, to be more precise and soon her breasts felt deliciously unencumbered as he dragged that lacy garment from her. His warm, calloused hands closed over her breasts in a blood-stirring massage and her already stiff nipples became painfully hard under his touch. She couldnt help it; she stopped all work and leaned back against him, her head lolling into the crook of his neck as he kneaded them with the perfect amount of pressure. When he firmly pinched both nipples she groaned and felt his mouth claim hers in a heated kiss. After he ended it they looked at each other through hazy eyes and he rasped, Keep looking at the pictures, Natalie
She shook her head a bit to clear the fog of passion enshrouding her and shakily picked up the greatly-diminished stack. Two minutes later she was only vaguely aware of John moving, but soon realized the only scraps of fabric separating their lower bodies were her lace panties and his thin cotton boxers, and she was helpless against the instinct to grind down, pulling a heated moan from him that spilled onto her neck which he followed with a kiss there.
While she continued to flip through the stack with only about 20 more to go John pulled his tie, shirt and tank from his own body and gathered her back against him, relishing the feel of her soft skin against his chest. Natalie was determined to finish as quickly as possible now since the ache building between her legs was demanding relief. She would hang on to do what she must, but then she knew exactly how John would free her from her torture and his own, based upon the rock she was currently sitting on and she craved it.
John could see she only had a few left to look at and he was ready to make things truly interesting, since he was learning he was truly a masochist as well as a sadist. He moved his hands to her stomach again, but then quickly trailed one down so it could snake into her panties, massage the sopping, heated flesh between her lips, and then plunge two fingers inside her. She jerked her lower body off him in surprise, only serving to shove his probing fingers deeper within, and then she sat back down, spreading her legs as wide as she could aided by him spreading his own so he could take her more profoundly. While his right hand was driving her completely crazy, he wrapped his left arm across her upper body to steady her a bit while her hips rocked rhythmically so she could ride his hand, her breaths now soft pants.
Sweetheart youre so hot and wetI promise Ill make you cum soon soon but you have to finish your work He had to breathe deeply himself to remain in control at the feel of her incredibly tight walls pulling his fingers further into her core.
John she moaned softly, I cant with you touching me like this I. I cant think
As quickly as he had claimed it, he surrendered her body, earning a moan of protest that brought an evil, satisfied grin to his face.
OK Ill stop do your work
Natalie let out a shuddering breath and with very shaky hands sorted through the remaining three pictures. No sign of the uncles, but blessedly she was done.
They werent in any of these pictures she said softly, turning to look at John.
No? He whispered softly.
No.
Their mouths closed the distance between them and their tongues were soon entwined in a languorous kiss that was as much about exploration as desire or the desire to fully know that intimate terrain. While Natalie was riding on the wave of pleasure his mouth was building within her, John was carefully removing her panties and his boxers so that nothing would be between them. He never broke their kiss, even when they both shuddered as the moist flesh between her legs came to rest on his thick hardness.
Finally Natalie did yield his mouth only to gasp, You feel so hard under me
Its what you do to me, Natalie and youre drenched Indeed he could feel her spilling onto him already, clearly aroused by their work as foreplay session.
Deciding it was time to move things along, John pushed the chair back and gently eased Natalie off his lap, turning her to face him. He reached around her to push the pile of pictures to the far corner of the desk, then said in a low voice, Sit on the desk, Natalie. With his hands on her hips he helped her comply, keeping her perched close to its edge. Then he moved his hands to her knees and spread her legs wide, his own breath hitching when he saw how aroused, how ready she was for him already. He knew for both their sakes hed take her soon, but right now he was dying to taste her and he left his hands on her knees to keep her legs pushed open while his mouth moved to her center.
Natalie groaned and leaned further back on her hands, her head tossed back on her arching neck as she felt his mouth move over her. She tilted her hips to allow him even better access and the pressure of his tongue moving up and down her slit was drawing gasps from her. When it pressed sharply against her clit she groaned again, but that still did not prepare her for the feel of his tongue plunging inside her, thick and hot as it began to fuck her as it drew moan after moan from her. Her arms were quivering and could no longer support her upper body, so she stretched back onto the desk, her head hanging off it as her back arched in reaction to his devastating claim on her.
John could feel her begin to quake around his tongue and his erection was almost excruciatingly tight at this point he had to take her, he had no choice. He removed his mouth and stood up, positioning himself between her widespread legs. She leaned up on her elbows so she could look at him and she seemed delirious with arousal as she waited for him to take final possession of her. He moved his hands under her hips and ass to bring her closer to the edge of the desk, then positioned the hard tip of his manhood at her drenched opening. Their eyes locked for a long moment and then she writhed her hips, beckoning to him, and he pushed slowly within her so they could each fully experience the ache inducing and assuaging process of his body literally staking its claim while hers first resisted and then stretched to encourage it. When he could go no farther Natalie let out a deep sigh, almost of relief to have him back where she felt an almost desperate need of him.
John looked down at her, sprawled on the desk, her eyes-heavy lidded, and he felt such tenderness course through him. But when he looked at where there bodies were joined how he so completely disappeared inside her that their pelvic bones were now butting against each otherhis blood heated and he could feel himself growing even thicker and harder against her tight muscles. He placed his right palm over her lower abdomen, as if he could feel himself inside her, and then began to move in long, deliberate strokes that removed him almost entirely before they returned him to her innermost recesses. Then he moved his hands to her hips to help her with the slow gyrations that were causing them both to lose their breaths, before moving them to her knees again.
As Natalie felt John moving within her she felt a languidness seep through her bones and muscles as if he was releasing her from every ounce of tension shed ever felt. She could tell by his own steady motion, and the soft moans coming from his throat that he was experiencing the same thing and she was struck by how their bodies were not only in synch, but simply knew what they needed at any given time. Sometimes this very act was more of a heart-stopping collision, driving the exquisite tightness of their aching need for one another to such levels of intensity that only an explosive climax could obliterate it. But now now from the moment Johns first stroke caressed her insides she felt the easing of that tension that ache Her whole body was unclenching and easing towards a blissful climax.
John could tell from the elongated, soft moans sliding from her and from the more pronounced contractions of her body that she was nearing her end and she was coaxing him towards his own release. He continued his deliberate strokes because the feeling of her gripping him the friction it was an amazing feeling that was loosening his limbs and making every muscle and sinew feel more supple yet suddenly he felt an almost incongruous tightening in his groin, and then he was shuddering as he spilled deep inside her, burying himself to the hilt. When Natalie felt his warmth flow into her it was the final sensation she needed to trigger her own orgasm, which gently took over her body in a suffusion of warmth and peace. Rather than exploding together, their climaxes seemed more the equivalent of their bodies sighing in relief to finally have been joined.
John withdrew from Natalie so he could lean down, pick her up and carry her to the bed. She sighed against his neck as he did so and rolled against him when he laid them on their sides facing each other. They kissed slowly for few minutes and when the broke apart Natalie sighed again.
Are you OK, Natalie?
She looked at him through heavy lids, gave him a soft smile and said, Better than OK I dont think Ive ever felt this relaxed
He pushed her hair back from her face and returned her smile, I know I mean, lately Ive been more like a wild beast attacking you, but this this was, well I think its what we needed
SO, what we needed I mean, dont get me wrong, I love when you attack me, but this just felt aaaaahhhh
Well said, sweetheart. He kissed her for several more minutes as they slowly savored the feeling of their mouths mating, then tucked her closely against him so he could hold her for a while.
Natalie wished they could stay like that forever, but she knew they had to be out of time. I have a feeling our two hours are up
John sighed and said, Unfortunately, yes in 2 minutes
Natalie sat up, but then leaned over to kiss him deeply again before sliding off the bed to find her clothes. John followed suit and once they were fully dressed he hugged her again, then cupped her face.
In a few days well be in Italy and well have more time maybe even a whole night until then, just remember I love you, Natalie
I love you, too, John and in the meantime study the different building lay-outs to find us some dark corners and closets to meet in!
He chuckled and said, Deal!. Then she was gone, and he followed five minutes later.
Chapter 42
Natalie barely had time to get showered and ready for the evenings event, and even had to put her hair up into a bun while it was still wet. She was wearing a cocktail suit this time it was heavyweight black silk with a fitted jacket that hit just below the waist and had jeweled buttons, plus a skirt that flared gently and fell to her mid-thighs. She put on stiletto heeled black patent leather pumps, her diamond necklace and diamond stud earrings, and was ready to go. Zo was wearing a cocktail dress a simple ice-blue halter dress that fell almost to her knees and they hoped tonights affair would be somewhat laid back, and over early. There would be a cocktail party from 6:30 8:30, and then an adjournment to dinner.
About 30 minutes into the evening Natalie found herself standing with Mason and John, and she felt her temperature rise at the intense way he looked at her and looked her over, almost as if he was seeing her naked.
So, Natalie Mason said softly. You were able to get your work done?
Yes, Mason, I was though it didnt amount to anything.
And I really had to come down on her hard force her to concentrate practically shackle her to the desk John said in a low voice.
Natalie couldnt help blushing at his words and tone and Mason chuckled and said, You two just slay me.I swear. Are you sure, John, that the more appropriate phrase wouldnt be nailed her to the desk or on the desk
John just grinned broadly and Natalie shook her head and said, Thats it, Im leaving and her tone had a modicum of seriousness in it.
Before she could turn to leave Mason gently gripped her upper arm and said, Aw, darlin Im sorry I didnt mean to embarrass you. I just forget sometimes that the sweet, innocent, young woman you were before is still in there, under all the sordid warping at the hands of my reprobate friend hereor that you arent just one of the guys
Gee, Mason, that made me feel SO much better Natalie said, but she couldnt hide the humor in her tone.
John looked carefully at Natalie to make sure she was really OK, and not truly upset. She really was such a good sport, but they did have to remember that this was in many ways a very strange situation and one shed at times find difficult and embarrassing.
He took her hand for a moment and said, Im sorry if our teasing gets out of hand sometimes
Its OK, honestlyYou can take the boy out of the fraternity! She playfully swatted Mason on the arm to take the sting out of her words. Anyway, Id better get back to Zo, but Ill swing by later.
When she was gone Mason turned to John and said, I really am sorry if I was a stupid jerk Shes such a good egg, its easy to forget what this must be like for her
John looked at his friend without an ounce of anger, just understanding, Its just the situation, Mason, and weve certainly dragged you into it enough I think it knocks her off balance some times hell, me too! But I think shes OK overall
I dont envy you guys well, at least not this set up. But what seems to have developed between you that is enviable. Ill try not to make things harder...
Truly, Mason, keeping a sense of humor about it is actually helpful youre helpful in that regard. But every now and again, Natalie will be sensitive about it, and we wont really know until we hit one of those moments but I know she likes you, trusts you, and appreciates how you try to take the edge off all this Youre a good friend, Mason you have been to both of us
Aw, shucks, McBain, is this the part where we hug?
Not if you value your life!
But they grinned at each other as they had that exchange.
Natalie was already almost completely over her discomfort by the time she reached Zo and truth be told, she usually had no trouble with the ribald nature of their teasing, especially Masons. But sometimes, after she had spent a special, deeply intimate and personal time with John, it created painful dissonance for such an experience to be used as the butt of jokes.
Natalie! Zo said with great excitement.
Hey, Zo.
Guess what?!
What?
I just got a text from Greg he, Scott and Mahmed are coming over for the big party tomorrow night they were invited by the Count, or whoever is hosting it. Isnt that GREAT?!
Oh, yeah that is great. Im really happy for you, Zo, that youll get to spend some more time with Greg.
I know and then well have the few days in his own country and the final big bash for the Fourth of July there
Zos excitement was infectious, and Natalie shrugged off the last remaining out of sorts feelings.
She even managed to spend a few minutes later in the evening engaging in her normal flirtatious party banter with John and Mason. Later, when she was coming out of the ladies room, he was waiting for her and took her hand to lead her to the ever-present coat closet. But this time, instead of immediately pulling her into a kiss, he gathered her close to him in a hug that unclenched the lingering tightness around her heart.
Im sorry, Natalie He felt her shake her head no against his chest, and he said, Yes I am. And Mason is, too.
He moved her away from him so he could see her face, which he couldnt help but caress softly. I AM sorry.
She gave him a small smile and said, John, its OK. Its just, this afternoon was special to me, and I I dont know how to explain it
Natalie, it was special to me, too and I shouldnt have been joking about it.
John, I really do get a kick out of the way we all joke about, well, whats happening. It helps, believe it or not to find the absurd undertone of it all but I guess so close to what happened and especially because we had to leave each other so quickly so soon after Im not making any sense
Youre making perfect sense and thats why I am apologizing to you. I just keep telling myself that we only have to get through two more months, and then we can spend as much time as we want together not have to hide and steal moments in fucking coat closets
John, as long as Im with you I guess I really dont much care if its in a hotel or or a bench outside a pub in Dublin but I just miss you when were apart.
I miss you too. More than I could ever imagine missing anyone because, truly my dad is really the only other person Ive ever really missed this much.
Natalie couldnt help the tears that pooled in her eyes at his words, and he shook he head and said, Oh God, now Im making you cry
She smiled through her tears and said, Because what you said made me so happy I miss you too
They kissed softly, but with great emotion for several minutes until John broke apart and said, Natalie
I know. I know we have to go back out this helped, John. It really helped.
I love you, you know.
Actually, I do know that I really do. And I love you, too. And thats why Im going to be fine
WERE going to be fine
After one final kiss John headed out first, followed soon by Natalie, who felt infinitely better.
The rest of the evening went uneventfully, as did the next day while the President had meetings, the First Lady, Zo and Natalie did some shopping along some of the most famous streets in Paris. John and Mason were off-duty since they would work the party that evening, so they were with Steinberg and Willows team, along with Stinson and Murphy. The party was something very different than anything Natalie and Zo had yet done on the tour. It was geared towards the younger crowd the President and First Lady would not be there and was being held at the manor house of a 25 year old count or perhaps a Viscomte who was part of one of Europes oldest royal families, though they had been in exile for almost a century. A wide array of royals and wealthy young jet-setters, plus celebrities would be at the bash which wasnt starting until 10pm, and would likely continue until dawn. The President had been reluctant to let Zo go, yet didnt want to seem over-protective or ungrateful for the hospitality since the party had been planned with her in mind. He did put his foot down, however that she should be home by 2am, and by extension that meant Natalie would be, too. That suited her fine because in all honesty she would have preferred a quiet night in. Shed never been much of a partier, and at this point felt truly over the whole thing. Still, at least shed get to be with John to some extent, and in the more lax environment of this particular party, maybe theyd get a little alone time.
By midnight, Natalie was ready to be out of that manor house and in her comfortable PJs. Zo was off somewhere with Greg though with a few agents keeping a discreet distance, while John and Mason kept a broader perimeter and Natalie had collapsed into a chair in the relative quiet of the library. It was empty except for her, but the music still thumped away any real sense of peace. Shed worn a short denim skirt and t-shirt, plus high-heeled pumps, and her feel were killing her. Zo had repeatedly dragged her onto the dance floor along with Scott, Mahmed and, of course, Greg. Scott had made a joke out of keeping his distance from Natalie, even winking at John while he remained a full foot away from her while they danced. However, shed begun to pick up an odd vibe from Mahmed, which had surprised her and made her decidedly uncomfortable. For the first time he seemed to have consumed quite a bit of alcohol, and it had made him much more forward, and invading of her space. He had actually begun to follow her to the bathroom at one point like a puppy-dog, and shed had to shoo him back towards his friends. After 15 minutes of relative calm, she figured she should head back to the party and find Zo, but when she stood to do so she saw Mahmed standing by the door.
There you are, he said as he shut the door firmly behind him.
Oh, hi Mahmed. Actually, I was about to head back out to catch up with Zo
Shes fine shes completely tied up with Greg but I like being with you Natalie Ill keep you company
As he said this he moved closer to her, and she realized shed have to practically bowl him over to get to the door. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves, reminding herself there was no real need to be nervous Mahmed had always been perfectly civilized and was probably just a bit over-served. Nothing she couldnt handle nothing she hadnt handled before
Thats so nice, Mahmed, but I really want to talk to her for a minute
Im afraid I cant let you go, Natalie I want to spend some time with you get to know you a bit better
He had walked alarmingly close to her now and she stepped back at the look on his face a smile that was more smarm than charm.
Well, well have plenty of time for that in a couple of weeks, when we are all in Laurentius youre going to be there, right?
Oh, surebut why wait until then In a surprising move he pounced on Natalie and banded his arms around her, trying to claim her mouth but instead landing on her neck when she jerked back. She pushed against his shoulders saying, Damn it, Mahmed, what the hell are you doing?
Surprising her again he backhanded her across the face and said, Do not dare speak to me that way use that language
She had to fight the urge to haul off and punch him back, but didnt want to escalate the situation. Well, Im sorry, but if youll just let me go
I cant do thatI wont I mean to have you were all alone
Mahmed, youve had a lot to drink more than you usually do this isnt you who you are what about Noor?
This has nothing to do with Noor
How can you say that? You told me you were true to her
And I amin my heart with all my possessions this is just sexphysical a releaseI would not defile her with such things outside marriage, but girls like you
Nice idea, but THIS isnt consensual, now let me go!
You Americans are all alike you think youre so powerful that you can do whatever you want and boss us all around! You think the entire world exists for your own benefit... Everyone else must bow down and do your bidding! You look at you. You walk around in with that short skirt and small top, and then pretend you havent invited every man around to touch you! Well I am accepting that invitation too late for you to take it back
He managed to capture her mouth this time in a brutal kiss that forced her lips open so he could plunge his tongue inside. She was surprised at how strong he was for his relatively small size, and she stomped her right stiletto heel into his instep. He broke away from her but took her upper arms in a vice like grip and tossed her roughly onto the floor, then sat straddling her, pinning her arms above her head.
You bitch! You WHORE! How dare you push me away! Do you not know who I am? You should be honored at my attention you are a common American slut! Dont you realize who I am?!
As she struggled against his grip she seethed, I know EXACTLY who you are and you make me sick! I want you off me I dont want you to TOUCH me!
IM not to touch you, is that it?! Oh, thats right youd rather have that much-older agent touch you thats what youre really about, isnt it? Hiding out in dark corners outside! with him between your legs and his hands under your skirt! You are a filthy piece of trash acting like youre too good for someone like me when you have no code and no honor just like your country just like your President!
Natalie was still struggling and she dug her nails into one of the hands that was banded around her wrist. He let out a gasp of pain and jerked his right hand back, preparing to backhand her again when the sound of a gun cocking got both of their attention.
Mahmeds head whipped around and Natalie peered past him to see Mason standing three feet away with his gun drawn and aimed at Mahmeds head. His look was dark menacing and he said in a deadly voice, You have two seconds to get off her or I will put you down like the animal you are
Mahmed did get up but he said in an acid tone, You know you cant touch me you cant cause an international uproar over a cheap whore like this. My family--
Oh, I know I cant go through official channels, but I wonder what Noor and her family would think especially because I had time to take a picture of you in action with my cell phone.
Mahmed looked chastened, though he tried to hide his obvious fear. Mason said quietly, You have two more seconds to get out of here, and if I EVER see you lay a hand on Natalie again you will deeply regret it, that I promise you.
Mahmed beat a hasty retreat and Mason holstered his gun and reached down to help Natalie up. She was shaking now and he drew her into a tight hug, rocking her back and forth a little. After a few minutes he pulled back to look at her.
Are you all right, darlin?
She could only shake her head and in a wobbly voice she asked, How did you know I was in here?
Id seen you head in here earlier and then I realized I hadnt seen you since, and I was worried you were ill or something
I am so grateful you came in I swear, Mason, I am still stunned. I would never have expected this from him he seemed so nice and mild-mannered and devoted to his fianc. It was like this switch flipped and this mean streak came out and he was going on and on about America, and how awful our country is which was even more surprising since Kuman is one of our biggest allies
She knew she was rambling but couldnt help it.
Im so sorry, Natalie
No Im OK and I dont think hell bother me again but if you hadnt come in her voice broke a bit at that and he hugged her again.
You would have whooped his ass, darlin I know it!
She laughed a little and said, If it had come to that but I was trying not to escalate the situation more than it was but there was such a transformation it reminded me of Javier when Javi-- Oh my God thats it! Thats why those Uncles look familiar they resemble Javier and so does Mahmed if you think about it Mason could they be related? Through Javiers mother?
Mason looked at her in shock. Could she be right? Was that a connection? We need to talk to Chase and John!
Chapter 43
Natalie looked at Mason and said quietly, I guess we do have to tell John what happened
Masons face held compassion when he said, Yeah, honey, we do. Theres no way to evaluate and explore this possible connection unless everything that led up to discovering it is put out there.
I know, its just well you know John longer than me, how do YOU think hell handle it?
Mason sighed. At first hes going to want to shoot the bastard, and then hell level off at wanting to beat him unconscious. But he is ultimately a very savvy professional and hell understand why those personal, gut instincts have to be overruled. Do you want me to tell him?
Natalie shook her head and said, No well, at least not alone maybe we can do it together I think if he hears most of it from me, and can see Im OK I guess were lucky that youre the one who walked in here and not him
Youve got that right. I tell you, Natalie, my finger was itching to pull that trigger, so if it had been John
Something important suddenly dawned on Natalie and she said with urgency, Mason! What about Zo? Dont we need to warn the other agents to not let Mahmed near her?
Mason considered this, Im concerned about telling too many people what we suspect yet this has to be handled very carefully. But what I can do is alert them that hes had a bit too much to drink and it would be best if they kept him away from her as much a possible. Im going to call Chase to get the ball rolling. Im sure hes going to want to meet tomorrow to talk through everything
But how can I I mean, how will he be able to involve me without raising any flags? I guess we could do something off site?
Hell figure it out and lets face it, youre Zos friend and you were attacked by someone within the inner circle of her possible boyfriend. That would require some follow up as standard procedure. Look, lets go find JohnIll give him a quick run-down and then leave you to flesh it out He reached up and gently rubbed her left cheek a second, I hate to tell you this, but I think youre going to have at least a small bruise on your cheek Natalie, I really am so sorry youve been hurt at all
Thanks, Mason. But I AM OK I promise.
They left the relative quiet of the library and headed to the main salon where the bulk of the action was taking place, and they immediately spotted Mahmed across the room, sitting sullenly in a corner with another drink in hand. When he saw them he turned his head to avoid even looking at them. John was standing on the other side of the room, close to where Zo, Greg and Scott were talking with several others, including the host. He looked at them curiously when he saw them together, and Natalie felt her nerves jump a bit when she thought of having to explain what happened. Mason grabbed her hand quickly to give it a squeeze and then they made their way to John.
John felt his stomach drop because Mason and Natalie looked very serious about something. When they were within two feet of him he asked quietly, Whats wrong? What happened?
Natalie was surprised by the intense emotions that swamped her when she saw him and the concern in his eyes when she heard his voice. At that moment she wanted to do nothing more than crawl inside the safety and comfort of his hug and stay there, but she swallowed hard to keep her composure. She was immensely grateful when Mason jumped in, speaking in very soft tones.
OK, you are not going to like what Im going to say, and Im going to be a bastard and before I fill you in Im going to first tell you to stay calm
Johns gaze immediately went to Natalies face, his instinct telling him it had to do with her, and he noticed the slight swelling and early discoloration on her cheek. He sucked in a breath and brought his hand gently to her face asking Who did this to you? Then he turned to Mason, though he left his hand resting on her cheek, WHO did this to her?!
Mason briefly closed his eyes and said, Mahmed.
What?! John asked as he began to crane his neck to look for him.
Mason put his hand on his arm and said, John, I need you to listen to me. Im going to speak bluntly and then I have to go call Chase and Natalie can fill you in on the bigger picture. Mahmed cornered Natalie in the library and was trying to force himself on her when I walked in and pulled my gun, promising Id blow him away if he took more than 2 seconds to get off her. I first managed to snap a cell phone picture which I told him I would send to his fianc and her family if he ever came near Natalie again.
Son of a BITCH! I need to go At this point John was rubbing both his hands over his face.
NO, John, you dont! Mason said sternly. This is a thorny situation in general, but even more so if a possible connection Natalie has made proves true. I need to call Chase. Let Natalie fill you in but you have to keep it together. Look at her shes fine. Shes fine. Go find a quiet corner to talk Ill tell the others Natalie noticed something suspicious and is filling you in. Its plausible, and if they think its an excuse for something else, well that just helps your cover, right? Now go. Lets meet back here in 15.
When Mason left John looked carefully at Natalie, then took her hand in his, rubbing his thumb over the back of it. Lets go he said, then led her to a small office on the third floor. As soon as they were behind its closed door he took her into his arms and she banded hers tightly around his back, feeling blessed relief at the sense of calm that moved over her the moment she was in his embrace. She was OK, she felt solid again. Eventually John led her to a small sofa and they sat down, half turning so they could face each other, and he took both her hands in his.
Tell me, sweetheart
That got her. She felt tears gather in her eyes, and one coursed down her cheek. John rubbed it away and with a pained expression said, Natalie
Its OK I am all right, I promise.
So what happened?
Mahmed has been drinking a lot more than normal tonight and was paying me a good bit of attention
I noticed that he said with anger in his voice.
She smiled and said, I figured. Anyway, I needed to get out of the crowds for a bit so I took a break in the library, and when I got up to leave he was standing in the room, blocking my way to the door. He made it clear that, as he put it, he meant to have his way with me, and equally clear that my saying no was not an option. And he said some very ugly thing about me but, importantly, not really JUST about me it was this whole rant about America and our terrible ways. I was so surprised about all of it he had seemed so completely different. And when I was telling Mason about this transformation, I said that it reminded me of how Javier could flip like that and thats when it hit me. Mahmeds uncles didnt jump out at me because Id seen their pictures before but because they reminded me of Javier! And think of Mahmed doesnt he resemble him some? So it occurred to me is there any way that they are related, through Javiers mother, the Saudi Princess?
John sat back in surprise it made sense it was at least a possibility Oh my God we have to find out
Natalie nodded, and then said slowly, Something else just hit me as I was thinking back on what happened what he said about me John, I think hes seen pictures of us together. He knew about us, but he also went into well, pretty graphic detail about what I did with you how I sat on you and how you had your hands up my skirt. Thats very specific. Like he saw the pictures from Calgary
Or if our friends in Dublin took any
Right. So, even if hes not related to Javier doesnt that seem to suggest he might be involved in something? Whatever may be planned regarding Zo?
John nodded slowly. This is this could be a huge break but it also raises some major issues, politically, of course, but I think we need to take the threats even more seriously
Thats why Mason was calling Chase right away and Chase is going to have to figure out how to pull me into a meeting without making everyone suspicious
Hell figure it out
Im sure.
Natalie, youve made what may be the most critical connection - you are making such a major difference in keeping Zo safe I can never apologize enough for being such an ass about your involvement in this but I
What, John?
As your boss, I appreciate and recognize your contribution your value. And all Im supposed to really care about are your results. But as as the man who loves you who worries about you, it kills me what it has cost you to deliver those results. That man wants to send you packing to send you home with an armed guard to keep you safe until Im back there But we need you, now more than ever
Natalie squeezed Johns hands, deeply touched by what hed said. John, what you just said means so much to me Ill be totally honest its been hard. But it helps to know that it hasnt been for nothing and itwell, if I hadnt become part of this whole thing, I wouldnt be with you and thats worth everything to me
John pulled her onto his lap, wound his arms around her and kissed her with tender passion, which she responded to in kind. When he removed his mouth from hers he said softly, Its worth everything to me, too but it also puts everything thats important to me now at risk. Ive never had so much to lose, Natalie. And yet the risk
Has to be taken She finished.
He just nodded, profound sadness in his eyes. I hate this.
She kissed him again, then said, I think we need to go meet Mason She slid off his lap and they stood. He pulled her into one last hug and said, Ill keep you safe until I can bring you home
When they returned to where theyd last seen Mason, he was waiting for them. He quickly but quietly said, We are all to meet at around noon tomorrow. Chase will come find us
Hows he going to include me? Natalie asked.
Mason grimaced for a second and said, Well, hes going to pretend to call you and John on the carpet about the rumors hes been hearing about you and yank me in to question if Ive had any knowledge that Ive chosen not to do anything about
Yikes she said, while John just cringed
I know, but its a good idea itll work.
Mercifully soon it was time to head back to the hotel, and Zo was blissfully ignorant of all the drama that had unfolded during the evening as she chatted excitedly with Natalie about Greg and the upcoming trip to Laurentius. Natalie was exhausted when she slid into bed and fell into a dreamless sleep. She woke up with a nagging headache, though one she knew would not convert to a migraine it was just enough to make her feel muddled and achy.
As she was drinking the coffee that had been kindly delivered to her by room service, she heard a knock on the door and went to answer it, finding one of the hotel staff on the other side.
Miss Maxwell, this letter was delivered for you by courier the young man said, and then took his leave after shed fished a tip out of her purse. She felt her pulse race a bit wondering who it was from, then her stomach quivered as she recognized the handwriting it was from Javier. She sat on the armchair in the corner of her room and opened it with shaking hands, hating the fact that he could get to her like he did.
Cara Mia ~
I am sure it is presumptuous for me to use that term of endearment to address you, given my inexcusable behavior the night you so graciously agreed to dine with me in DC. If I had to do it all over again, I promise I would have handled things much differently. The only explanation I can possibly offer that I hope might have any impact on you and your regard for me is that sharing the story of my mothers life and choices stirs darkness in my heart and soul. It is for that reason I so rarely even allow myself to think of it, let alone speak about it. But you had been so open with me that I felt the need to reciprocate. Clearly I was misguided since I was unable to handle the consequent feelings and the need to lash out.
It will forever pain me that you were the one who bore the brunt of that need.
I am now prevailing upon what I know to be your innate goodness, and ask that you might find it in you to, if not completely forgive me, allow me the chance to show you that I can be different, and that forgiveness at some future date could make sense.
I will be in Italy at the same time as you. One of my very favorite restaurants in the world is in Rome, and I was hoping that your first night there Monday you would be my dinner guest, and let me demonstrate my sincerity and my best behavior.
Enclosed is another of my cards with my private cell phone number. I hope I will hear from you.
With deep regret,
Javy
Natalie sighed deeply and felt a wave of queasiness in her stomach. She knew shed have to do this. It could be the best way to explore his possible connection to Mahmed and the Kuman royal family. But if it was a topic hed assiduously avoid due to its painful nature, it was going to take some effort to steer him there and not raise any flags. Suddenly her headache felt much worse, but she knew she needed to shake it off and get ready. Some time over the next few hours Chase would summon her ostensibly to call her on the carpet. Even knowing it was a set- up she dreaded it since she feared it might happen in a relatively public place to increase its credibility.
Around noon Natalie was with Zo in one of the salons on the 7th floor that was being used as a common area for the Presidential entourage when Chase walked in the room with a very serious look on his face. Stinson, Murphy, Steinberg and Willows along with other more junior agents all looked up and stiffened, waiting to see who he was looking for, and hoping it wasnt them. Natalie, of course, already knew, but she tried to keep her features completely impassive.
Natalie. I need you to come with me. We need to have a little talk about some well, better that we speak in private. Can you please come with me Ive asked Agent McBain to join us as well.
Natalies couldnt help the flush that quickly crept from neck to hairline, and her eyes widened as she said softly, Oh OK and headed out with Chase. She was excruciatingly aware of everyones eyes on her, and the only truly kind and concerned ones belonged to Zo. Stinson was not successful in hiding her smug half-smile of vindication. She felt like she had been branded with a Scarlet A and then walked in front of the disapproving town. If she and John had only been playacting, it wouldnt be so difficult, but she did have some guilt about them crossing the lines professionally, yet couldnt help the anger that flared inside her over the notion that there was something inherently wrong or sordid about what had grown between them. She walked beside Chase without saying a word, but was aware he periodically glanced at her and was observing her carefully. Two more months. Theyd figure out how to make this work then, right?
Before they got to the suite that Chase was using as an office he asked, Are you OK, Natalie?
She looked at him briefly and said, Fine. We just have a lot to discuss.
That we do.
He ushered her into the room where Mason and John were already seated at a small round table. She gave them a tight smile as she joined them, and then they waited for Chase to get started.
Chapter 44
The small circular table had four seats, with Natalie sitting across from John and Mason across from Chase. Mason was to Natalies right, Chase to her left. For what felt like a very long moment the four glanced among each other, but said nothing. Natalie was trying to calm her nerves and don her professional persona simply be a Secret Service Agent, and nothing more since she was sure that was the only thing that was going to get her through this. When her eyes met Johns she saw that he had already done just that. There was a cool detachment in his reminiscent in how hed looked at her during the first few meetings after hed found out her true identity, when hed managed to stow his anger of course. She understood why he was doing this hadnt she just been reaching for that same zone. She condoned it. She endorsed it. She envied it. She hated it. But more, she hated the fact that she was a little hurt by it. What would it be like to not have to hide and pretend? Would they ever know that feeling?
Chase cleared his throat and began. All right. First, Natalie, my apologies for the embarrassingly public request that you join me. My thought is it will serve two purposes to shield the real reason for our meeting, preserving your cover, and also to keep anyone from coming to me with their concerns about you two since theyll know Im already on top of things. I have a number of things to update you all on, too, and some of that will be related to what happened last night with Mahmed. But why dont we first walk through that first, Natalie, and then we can go from there.
She nodded and began, It was some time between 11 and midnight. I, I needed to get away from the crowd for a bit, and frankly from Mahmed. He was behaving very differently than he had previously first, he was drinking, and that was making him, well, overly attentive towards me. He was dancing too closely and even followed me to the restroom at one point. So I ducked into the library for a few minutes. When I got up to leave, Mahmed was in the room, blocking my way to the door. I told him I needed to leave to find Zo. He informed me he couldnt let me leave because he wanted to spend time with me then he grabbed me and tried to kiss me. When I asked him what the hell he was doing he slapped me because I dared to use such language with him. So I figured Id try to defuse the situation and just talk him down, but he said emphatically that he meant to have me. Again, I tried to talk him out of it I brought up his fianc and how hed said he was true to her, and he said that had nothing to do with it because he was true to her in his heart and this would just be sex. At that I informed him that I wasnt consenting and then he went on a rant about me and my clothing being an invitation, but the thing was, it wasnt really or mostly about me he started going on this tear about America and what was wrong with us drawing a parallel between me and our country
Chase broke in, What specifically did he say, Natalie?
She thought for a second and said, I dont remember his exact words, Im sorry but something about us thinking we can do whatever we want or something
John broke in, Natalie, think, carefully, this is important. I know that you are new to field work, but your training still emphasized the need to remember conversations, whats said He cringed inwardly as he said this.
Natalie looked at him as a surge of anger went through her. Oh, well Im terribly sorry. Mark me down in my proficiency reports I guess. I let the fact that someone was planning on raping me rattle me a bit and youre right, a good, experienced agent would not have been rattled and would have remembered every word said. Ill take a remedial course first chance I get. And maybe you could coach me on how youve managed to keep cool under the threat of rape. Id really appreciate that, when you have a moment to spare.
Natalie saw an answering flare of anger in Johns eyes before he shuttered them again. Chase dove in and said, OK, OK Natalie, anything else you can remember would be helpful
She thought back, reluctant to remember but knowing she had to. He was angry that we seemed to think we could do whatever we wanted that the entire world just existed for our benefit and to do whatever we wanted them to do
OK, good, thanks. Now, it will be a big deal if we decide to ever take action or even seriously investigate the Crown Prince of Kuman, so we need to walk through what he did to you
Natalie squirmed a little bit and asked, In how much detail?
John again jumped in and said, As much as you can possibly remember. Chase is right, this will be a big deal and well need to be able to show his behavior was severe enough to warrant us taking any follow up action at all
Natalie said with a snark she was incapable of hiding, Wow, I am really showing my shortcomings, arent I. Of course you are right again OK, let me think for a second so I can get the order of things right
Mason had been sitting quietly but could do so no longer. He understood why John was trying to be nothing but a serious professional, but he felt a stab of anger on Natalies behalf as well and maybe it was because he was the one that walked in on Mahmed assaulting her that made it hard for him to maintain his own detachment. I have an idea why dont I just tell you what I walked in on, which all MY professional instincts and experience told me was severe enough for me to draw my gun. Which I dont happen to do lightly. Sound good? He asked while locking eyes with John.
Chase was watching all of this unfold and felt a headache beginning in the back of his head due to tension at the base of his neck. So many emotions were swirling beneath the surface, yet John was clearly in professional mode almost to an extreme extent. So that either meant thats all or mostly what he felt towards Natalie or he felt a heck of a lot more and was over-compensating. So many reasons to leave that alone, as hed determined when hed stood in Natalies room in Dublin and thought back on her dinner with Javier and its impact on her. In the end, what mattered was their ability to focus on their mission and push the rest aside. He simply nodded at Mason and said, Go ahead.
When I walked into the Library Natalie was on the ground. Mahmed was sitting on her straddling her, and had pinned her arms over her head to the floor. He was about to strike her again when he heard me cock my gun. Of course he was also shouting all sorts of horrible things to her and since I know how much you all want detail, not only did I take a picture of all of this which Id be happy to show you, but I recorded what he was saying yes, the joys of modern technology and multi-functional PDAs he said with more than a touch of sarcasm.
He put his PDA on the table and hit the appropriate button and, though the sound wasnt great, it was clear enough for them to hear:
You bitch! You WHORE! How dare you push me away! Do you not know who I am? You should be honored at my attention you are a common American slut! Dont you realize who I am?!
I know EXACTLY who you are and you make me sick! I want you off me I dont want you to TOUCH me!
IM not to touch you, is that it?! Oh, thats right youd rather have that much-older agent touch you thats what youre really about, isnt it? Hiding out in dark corners outside! with him between your legs and his hands under your skirt! You are a filthy piece of trash acting like youre too good for someone like me when you have no code and no honor just like your country just like your President!
Besides the dialogue, obvious sounds of Natalie struggling and gasping were heard. When the recording ended Mason looked at John and he had gone white, his mouth set in a tight line. Chase didnt look much happier.
Natalie had been staring at the table through the entire recording, and when she looked up it wasnt to find John, but Mason. She said softly, trying but not quite succeeding to keep the emotion out of her voice, Wow. I didnt know you were there that longwaited so long to intervene...
Mason felt a spasm of guilt and he said, Natalie
No no, really its fine. You did the right thing. Very professional. I Im learning a lot of object lessons today about the the need to focus on the mission. I mean, I know that, but it isnt always second nature for me yet let alone first nature. But Im learning I am
Her words had several layers of meaning and everyone in the room understood that. She went back to looking at the table, seemingly fascinated by it.
Chase finally spoke, OK, that recording and your photo combined with Natalies recollections certainly demonstrate the seriousness of this situation. Yet we need to tread carefully especially if we believe Mahmed might actually be involved in something much greater than simply being a drink-induced violent bastard with anti-American feelings. And I think we have to take that notion seriously because, based on what he said, we have to assume he saw photos of you two from Calgary, or perhaps Dublin since I know you two reported some flirtation there, and that you were being observed. Of course that then begs the question as to why he would have seen them.
He looked carefully at each of his agents and they nodded. He continued, OK, a few other things I need to update you on, and then we can discuss how best to proceed. First, someone checked out Natalie Maxwell two days ago, and of course that tripped our warning system. Your cover is well-constructed and we believe it held, but there is always the chance that someone is suspicious of you but to be honest that isnt what I think was at the root of the inquiry. We have a bit more digging to do, but we have traced things back far enough to suggest it might have been Javier Lezama who launched the probe, and my gut tells me its because he wants to take another run at you and is arming himself with insights into you and your background.
Under his breath John said, Son of a bitch! but they all heard him and glanced in his direction. Again, Chase simply continued. Natalie, he may be the best way for us to learn what we want without creating an international incident. The President is concerned about Mahmed, yet also worried that if he acts capriciously it can derail our relationship with one of our most pivotal allies in the region. We may have no choice but to investigate Mahmed, but it would be best to delay that as long as we can especially until we know if he is related to Javier and if they might be in league it could make sense for you to reach out to him, though wed have to think carefully how you should handle that, since he might find it very odd that after the way things ended in DC youd have any desire to even speak to him again.
Natalie reached into her pocket and pulled out Javiers letter, placing it on the table. Theres no need for me to reach out all I have to do is accept his dinner invitation our first night in Rome. This was delivered just before I ran into you, Chase. He asked my forgiveness and a chance to make it up to me claimed it was all because of how upset the story about his mother made him. I could simply show a bit of compassion due to that and agree to give him one more chance
John jumped in, But why would you give him one more chance?
I dont know because I still want to hear his insights on the Middle East? Because Im supposed to be a somewhat nave 19 year old who might find it hard to not feel some pull towards someone with his wealth and power who is throwing himself at me and begging my forgiveness? His ego will allow him to buy that, totally. Totally.
Shes right Chase said. OK, accept his dinner invitation, but do so with a degree of reluctance. You will, of course, wear your bracelet again and well be nearby. Now, on to another very important piece of news. Chatter has picked up repeated references to someone in a senior position possibly being vulnerable to blackmail someone referred to blue eyes whos seeing red. Sounds pretty obvious that they are talking about you two your cover is working beautifully. And I have to be honest, this is an unintended consequence I didnt envision, but might work to our favor. Theres a chance, John, that someone may reach out to you try to blackmail you. That would be another thread for us to pull. So, keep your eyes out for any subtle overtures. Now, when we add all this up, its clear we have a number of things in motion, and we need to keep up the momentum. I am going to have some of our assets keep a distant but careful eye on Mahmed he headed back to London this morning. We need to begin to factor him into our security plans for Laurentius since we have to assume hell be there and is a potential threat. Finally, we need to think about how you can get Javier to divulge what you want him to how you can lead himany preliminary ideas, Natalie?
I think the simplest approach might be best ask him to start talking about the region again not ask directly about his mother at least not right away. I could eventually tell him that it was my sadness on his behalf over that whole situation that prompted me to give him one more chance but then Im thinking I could ask if hed ever had any contact with his mothers family if that had helped at all
Chase nodded. That may be the best way but why dont we all give it a bit more thought to see if anything else occurs to us? Oh, one other thing. John, Natalie, I know you already have a scheduled meeting in Italy when were in Florence, third night of the trip. We should make that even more significant since we know youre being watchedto give them more ammunition and perhaps draw your potential blackmailer out make them think youre really crossing boundaries desperate so I think you two should spend an entire night together. Seem to go off the beaten path a bit, but go out to dinner have a night out not part until late the next morning. Ill arrange the schedules to allow it thats also a quiet night for the President, which is why you were meeting then to begin with. Everyone on board with that?
The trio nodded and then Natalie quickly asked, Anything else?
Chase responded, Not that I can think of right now
OK, well, Zoe is waiting for me or will be shortly. Consider me chastised now let me make Stinsons day and do the walk of shame. She tried to inject a note of humor but it didnt quite work. Then she was gone, leaving three silent and contemplative men in her wake, one of whose heart felt like cold fingers had wrapped around it.
Chase stood and said, Theres a lot cooking. Some things that are frankly concerning, but we are lucky we are aware of their possible existence at this early stage of the game and so much of it is due to Natalie. And here we thought shed only be the last line of defense... Were calling on her for a lot more than we thought, and she is new at this. So far she seems to be up to it, but we need to support her however we can
John didnt trust himself to speak, because he felt hed done anything but. He had behaved the way he did in an attempt to shield them from Chases eagle eyes, but deep down he suspected they werent fooling him. He found it interesting that Chase was nonetheless acting as if hed noticed nothing, and he surmised it was because he saw the benefit in that posturethe benefits that might come from John and Natalie really being involved as long as they were still getting results.
Mason felt like shit himself. He had certainly jumped onto his high horse pretty quickly to ride to Natalies defense, only to prove that he had left her in Mahmeds assaulting grip longer than absolutely necessary except for the job, of course.
Object lessons abounded in that room none of them particularly gratifying or pride-inducing.
Chase took his leave and left John and Mason sitting together. They didnt say anything for a long time and John said softly, I can honestly say this is the first time I have hated my job or hated myself for doing it
Mason nodded since he wasnt feeling much different and then said, John, I if things had been getting totally out of hand I would have intervened sooner honestly
John sighed, I know. I know. Its good we have the recording, but it was it was hard to hear. How many times is Natalie going to be hurt or manhandled by someone and just have to brush it off because of this job? Because we need her to maintain her cover? First Rocco twice. Then all the times shes had to deal with Lezama and she has to go back for more! And now Mahmed. Fuck. FUCK!
Mason quietly regarded his friend and then said, She has you, John, to help pick up the piecesto help her through it all
Does she? Do you think she walked out of here feeling that way?
Now it was Masons turn to sigh. She does know. And, yes, she walked out of here upset, but she gets it she does. And youll get a chance
When? When will I get a chance to to help her through this to try to explain? Oh, maybe I can grab her into a coat closet for two minutes because it doesnt seem like well have much time until Italy after shes already had to tangle with Javier
Well, maybe better after than before
John pinched the bridge of his nose, between his eyes which were beginning to ache with the headache building behind them. I guess. Well, we have about a half hour or so until were on. Lets go over the security plan again.
The two tried to bury themselves in the details it had worked in the past, and it almost did this time.
As Natalie walked down the hall to her room she was fighting back tears that were constricting her throat. She felt raw and vulnerable and angry. Largely at herself because she wasnt sure she had a right to her anger at least not at John, or Mason, or even Chase. It was this situation. But how do you strike out at that? She wanted to sit somewhere and cry. Just cry. What kind of agent was she? Maybe she wasnt one at all she was acting as one, but wasnt she really just a researcher plugged into a role that was never supposed to be this big this important? She was in such turmoil she didnt even notice the First Lady until shed almost run right into her.
Oh! Im so sorry Mrs. Caldwell! She said as she tried to keep her tears from pooling, let alone falling.
Natalie, dear are you OK?
Yes. yes fine maam.
Mrs. Caldwell looked closely at her and then seemed to make a decision. Natalie, Id like to talk to you I think we need to talk. Can you come with me to my suite?
Natalie couldnt help the expression of fear that flitted across her face, but then she said, Certainly, maam. As she followed her she groaned inwardly wondering what she was going to have to deal with next.
Chapter 45
Madeleine Caldwell led Natalie into the sitting room of the suite she was sharing with her husband and gestured for her to sit, which she did on an armchair that dwarfed her. The First Lady picked up the phone and asked for tea to be brought up, then settled on the corner of the couch closest to Natalies chair. The younger woman was intensely aware of her scrutiny, but there was nothing negative in it if anything it was kind, but mostly concerned.
Madeleine wasnt quite sure how to begin. She also wasnt sure she should be having this conversation at all, but she was a very observant woman and she had seen on a number of occasions that Natalie had clearly been roiled with emotion. She knew that the poor girls devastating migraine had sprung from emotional duress and she also knew that winding through everything was John McBain. Madeleine liked the agent very much. He had helped guard them since Noah was Vice President, and she knew her husband trusted him greatly. She sighed, knowing she was past the point of no return, and truly believing that Natalie needed this conversation most of all for who else did she have to talk to?
Natalie Madeleine began gently. Let me start by saying that this entire conversation is off the record I dont want you to feel uncomfortable. Its just, well, I know that a lot is going on with you challenging, emotionally-charged things overall you seem to be bearing up, but there are times like now well, I just think you might need someone to talk to
Natalie looked at the First Lady and could see she was sincere, but she didnt know what to say because she wasnt exactly sure what she was getting at, though she assumed the First Lady was aware of the rumors surrounding her and John.
Natalie I know who you are, dear. I know.
At the fear in Natalies eyes she continued, My husband told me. Chase knows that I know, too, but thats it. It was in Mexico. I had never thought you anyone but Zos friend until then but when she ran off that night, it struck me as increasingly odd that my husband and Chase said on more than one occasion, well, Natalies with her. I knew you were level headed, and in theory theres safety in numbers, but their level of relief and confidence seemed to go well beyond that. I said nothing asked nothing until Zo had safely arrived home and we knew you were OK. Hearing of your heroics, well that just made me all the more suspicious. When we were finally alone my husband took one look at my face and knew he had some explaining to do. Plus, hed already decided to tell me rightfully so about the possible threats to our daughter. He realized that if anything happened, and I hadnt been informed hadnt had any say in the matter Well, I will admit my initial motherly instinct was to sequester her, but Im not just any mother, and shes not just any daughter, and there are always risks when you are the First Family. So you see, we can speak plainly
There was a knock on the door and the tea was brought in. Three minutes later they were alone again and the First Lady continued.
I also know about the set up between you and Agent McBain the rationale behind you two pretending to be having an affair. That I know. But what I suspect is that you two are no longer pretending, and that that situation is causing you distress how could it not? Negotiating truth and fabrication the blur between the two especially when real feelings are involved
Natalie couldnt help the tears that popped into her eyes. She had so much pent-up emotion right now it had been building for weeks and she had no one to talk to about it to confide in. And the First Lady was so kind was such a wonderful mother to her own daughters. She needed to unburden herself the weight was smothering her and now she seemed to have someone willing and able to listen. In a small voice, made heavy with unshed tears, she said simply, It wasnt supposed to happen.
Madeleine reached out a hand to take Natalies and looked at her with compassion, saying, Natalie, if theres one thing Ive learned in all my years on this planet living life its that some of the very best things that ever happen werent supposed to. Even post-it notes were a mistake!
The two women shared a small laugh at that, then Madeleine sighed and said quietly, I I sense you need to talk about this, but I understand your reluctance. Its deeply personal, not exactly in keeping with the rules, and we dont know each other all that well but Id like to try to be someone you can talk to since you dont have access to your own mother right now. But why dont I go first. I understand your predicament more than you could know more than almost anyone could know. And what Im about to tell you is incredibly sensitive and confidential because even after all this time it could have political ramifications. But I trust you and hope to show you can trust me in turn
Natalie nodded and said, Of course
No doubt youve heard the official story that Noah and I first met when I was a college student and he was a visiting lecturer in politics while he was running for his first Senate seat.
Yes, Ive heard that.
And as the story goes, we barely registered on each others radar but two years later when I had graduated and he was into his first term, we bumped into each other at a fundraiser and lightning finally struck and was now free to do so.
Heard that too, yes.
Well, thats all a politically correct fabrication.
Natalie raised and eyebrow at that and Madeleine smiled.
Natalie, Noah and I began a clandestine relationship almost immediately. It was highly inappropriate and would have derailed his campaign and perhaps his career. Weve now been married over thirty years, and it would still cause a ruckus if anyone knew. I dont regret those first years in some ways, there is an excitement, and certainly an-almost romantic air of desperation urgency. But most of all, it felt painful. Heartrending sometimes. Noah even had to be seen on dates mostly photo ops at fundraisers or political events with others. Of course, since the only other option would have been not to be together at all well, that wasnt an option.
Natalie didnt know what to say at first. She was stunned, but also relieved because she believed she was talking with someone who truly understood, and she said quietly, No not an option. And you really do understand
Madeleine smiled and said, Your situation adds a layer of complexity that I think might have driven me even crazier. You are supposed to make people believe youre having an affair, and have to deal with all the mean-spirited gossip that wants to make it seem sordid. And you know its so far from that. You see, that was what used to make my blood boil what was so God-awful about Noah and I being in love? Because of our age difference? Because he was technically a superior as my professor? All the while I knew we knew what we had found was real and lasting and so far from base or ugly. But you you also have to be careful not to show too much. Not to make people like Chase think youve crossed the lines. My dear, I dont know how youve done it
Yes you do. You do know you just do it.
Yes, thats all you can do. And anyone with a heart can see that there is love between the two of you. I can tell from the way you are right now, and from the way that I have seen Agent McBain look at you when he doesnt think anyone is watching him.
Natalie looked at her in surprise and blushed, drawing another smile from Madeleine. Its true, Natalie. And frankly it surprised me because I doubted that man was capable oh, dont get me wrong, hes a great, honorable guy but hed seemed totally closed off on that front. And I think thats why he sometimes cant help look at you in wonder and he does. And it hurts my heart for both of you. But you only have about two months, hopefully, to get through. Surely there will be a way for you both to stay with the Secret Service and also be out in the open.
I sure hope so. AndI do love him. And hes told mewell
That he loves you too?
Yes.
Good. You two need to cling to that. Now, what particularly had you so terribly upset when we bumped into each other?
Again Natalie wasnt sure how to proceed because she wasnt sure how much information the First Lady was privy to, so she kept it generic. We had a team meeting to go over some things, and, well, we had to act like nothing but professionals cool and distant
Madeleine grimaced at her own memories. That is the hardest thing of all, isnt it. To treat each other with indifference and detachment. To BE treated that way
Intellectually I understand it. I know I have to do it too. But it feels so cold and I wonder, then, if Im really cut out for this. Drawing that line and being nothing but icy professionalism
Natalie, you are doing an amazing job and I am so grateful to you SO grateful. Youve already saved my daughters life once and I pray you are put in no additional danger. And the mother in me is furious that we cant go after Mahmed for what he did to you!
Natalies eyes widened in surprise.
Yes, I know about that and I would imagine thats at least partly what you were discussing in your meeting. No wonder why youre so upset you and Agent McBain having to dissect such a horrible experience for you while pretending you were simply colleagues that it didnt hit you hard personally
Well, John seemed to have no trouble shifting gears he practically led the interrogation, and it didnt seem to bother him in the slightest
Do you really believe that, Natalie?
No she said softly.
I daresay it took a significant toll on him, too. This cant be easy on him, because he IS your supervisor. Hes ultimately accountable to have known better to keep you safe to make sure you are able to do your job But there is no way he was unaffected by it. No way.
I know. But its not like we can talk about it right now or for a while. Not in any depth. We arent scheduled for any real time together until Florence. And a quick conversation in a coat closet isnt enough to get into much
Ah, the old coat closet caper
Natalie looked at her and Madeleine laughed, We were young once, too, Natalie. And dont underestimate how much you can work through in two minutes if you have to but, Ill tell you what. I have to go into my room and get ready for my next appointment which will take me about thirty minutes. If I saw the schedule correctly, John is about to come on duty, but I believe hes assigned to me for the first hour until the President returns. Im going to call him in here, but then go get ready and leave you two to talk
Natalie felt a range of emotions sweep over her. She was grateful, surprised, a little bit happy, but mostly afraid.
Madeleine reached forward to take her hands and said, Its going to be OK. Youll do fine.
She picked up the phone and asked for John to come to her quarters. Two minutes later there was a knock on the door and Madeleine ushered him in. He was the picture of surprise when he saw Natalie seated there, and Madeleine winked at him, said You have thirty minutes, and retreated to her bedroom.
Natalie hadnt been sure what shed say or do, but when she saw the regret and hurt in Johns eyes as he approached her, and when he said her name on a strangled whisper, Natalie it all became crystal clear. She closed the distance between them and put her fingers lightly over his mouth to silence him, then took his face in both her hands and stood on her tip-toes so she could kiss him. She felt his whole body relax she could have sworn it sighed and then his arms wrapped around her and he deepened the kiss which held regret, pain, tenderness and love plus the passion that was always simmering beneath the surface.
Natalie wound her hands into Johns hair to keep his mouth as close to hers as possible, and by the time they drew apart their limbs were shaking. She took his hand and led him to the couch and they sat and looked at each other for a moment.
The First Lady knows about who I really am and whats really going on between us
I gathered that. John smirked.
Well, lets just say shes a romantic at heart shes a wise and kind lady
Ive always liked her now Im sure I love her John smiled. Then he grew serious, Im so sorry that I was such a complete bastard
John, you did what you had to do I get that. I do.
But I went too far especially because of what Mahmed tried to do to you and, shit, Natalie your own history, then Rocco and that fuckhead Hawkins during your torture sessions! Youve had so much his voice broke and it surprised them both, but he cleared his throat and continued, Too many men have hurt you and add that slimebucket Javier to the list and you have to see him again! And then I hurt you! I know all that and Im giving you shit because you didnt memorize dialogue when Mahmed had his hands on you oh, and Mason well he may even feel worse
Natalie squeezed his hands and looked at him intently. John its hard. And, yeah, I guess all that other stuff that backlog of experiences that I try to forget well, its all still there but mostly like old scars that really dont matter much anymore and you yes, my feelings were a bit hurt but even as that was registering I was mad at myself because it isnt your fault it just IS and I swear you make everything so much better for me you have since, well since you first helped prepare me for the torture sessions, and after after, when well, I may have been drugged, but I have some memory of that night the night you helped me, and you saw my scars on my my breasts, and I felt so ugly, and you told me I was beautiful, and held me when I finally broke And knowing you love me
I do! Thats why it kills me just I cant stand having to hide it, and act like you dont mean anything that what happens to you, when someone hurts you doesnt tear my insides out
John I know that. I do. So it doesnt matter what anyone else thinks or knows
He kissed her then, softly but thoroughly. I cant wait for Florence, Natalie. We are finally going to have an entire evening, night and morning together. I can hold you all night and wake up with you we can walk down the street and hold hands and have dinner out and seem like any other couple walking around and just enjoying being together
John McBain I had no idea you were such a romantic youre almost poetic
I had no idea either. Its all your fault. I guess Im now a poetic, romantic, sweet-eating cuddler
Ooh, the sweet-eating was fun
John grinned and groaned, Dont remind me until we can do something about it
They hugged one more time, and then heard the First Ladys door open, so they parted and stood.
She smiled somewhat indulgently at them and said, You both look a lot better than when I left you good to see. Oh, Natalie Zo just rang my cell shes back from the gym and getting showered
OK, Id better go and well, thank you so much.
Any time, dear. And I mean it. Dont be a stranger it makes me feel useful.
With a soft squeeze of Johns hand to send her on her way, she left to connect with Zo feeling infinitely better.
Chapter 46
On Monday the Presidential entourage arrived in Rome about 10am. The President headed almost immediately to meetings with John and Mason leading his detail while the women got settled into their rooms at Villa Taverna, the US Ambassadors Residence. The Residence is located approximately one mile from the Embassy on the northern edge of Villa Borghese. and sits on six acres in the Parioli section of Rome. The Villa had been in existence since at least 955 A.D. Catacombs underneath the gardens dated from 270 A.D. For many centuries, the property was in the possession of the Catholic Church, and was used as a seminary for almost 400 years. Natalie found the structure and grounds both beautiful and fascinating given their age and history, and would have loved to spend some time walking around them. However, she had to spend some time reviewing her Maxwell backstory since Javier was likely knowledgeable. Theyd also caught a break because there were things in that cover that could help a lot in establishing a further bond with Javier.
Natalie Maxwell was born in November of 1988 in Newark, New Jersey. When she was three days old she was adopted by a classic country doctor based in rural Upstate New York and raised quietly as the only child of him and his wife. Sadly, Mrs. Maxwell passed away when Natalie was only 8, so she grew up largely motherless. She had had a close bond with her mother, but not as much with her father because he worked such long hours tending to his patients and community and burying himself in his work after the death of his beloved wife He was loving towards Natalie, indulgent, and proud of her academic achievements, but Natalie had been left largely to her own devices and raised mostly by a succession of nannies and babysitters until she pretty much fended for herself after age 14 by that time Dr. Maxwell simply hired a housekeeper to clean and cook dinner, then head home to her own family. All in all, Natalie had a quiet life in a small town, with good friends and a loving but somewhat distant father. However she never quite got over the loss of her mother, and since her death has wondered about her birth mother the Maxwells never hid her adoption from her. Initially Natalie Maxwell did not go far from home she did her freshman year of college at the State University of New York (SUNY) in Brockport but felt the need to break free and experience something very different, and decided to transfer to Georgetown since she wanted to study Political Science and figured a move to the seat of the US political system made great sense. It was because she was a somewhat simple small town girl that she had been quickly selected as a good roommate for the First Daughter and the rest is history.
As Natalie reflected on this dossier, she was struck by how much there was to work with in leading Javier where they needed to. She knows the loneliness of being raised without a mother of being given up at birth so much to work with. The ironic thing was Natalie Buchanan also knew the pain of believing her birth family didnt want her. Even though she had learned a very different truth and now had a close relationship with her mother and family, those hurts were still accessible though they no longer stung. She needed to keep things as focused on their shared experiences as she could and not let him turn things to the subject of John McBain and her relationship with him. She also realized that she had to try to keep her cool, and at least leave a window open when they parted, since they needed to keep an avenue to him open. With reason, she had become very upset by the end of their last dinner, but if he had not been so dogged as to try with her again, they might have lost the chance for ongoing contact with him. Her constant theme with him had to be, I know this isnt the real you I know theres more to you why are you being this way? Thats what she had to keep bringing him back to that would be the only reason shed continue to give him any chance at all, and it would be understandable given her own history.
Natalies head knew all this. But her stomach still rebelled at the thought of spending any time with him. Still, she believed he would try to be on his best behavior since whether for romantic reasons or a desire to have an inside contact or both he seemed to want to maintain some sort of relationship with her. He had been so excited when shed phoned him and said she was willing to give him this one more chance, because she did want to learn from him in advance of her trip to the Middle East, and the tone of his voice which hed turned into a smarmy caress made her skin crawl. He was taking her to Trattoria Checchino dal 1887, a century-old family trattoria that was chosen as number 23 by Restaurant Magazine on their list of the top 50 restaurants in the world. He had offered to send a car for her but shed insisted on taking a taxi and was to meet him at 8pm. Chase would be with the President tonight, but John and Mason would figure out a place nearby to listen in and be in position if she needed them, and she was relieved that Chase would not be hearing things live, even if hed eventually hear it all on tape.
The First Lady, Zo and Natalie spent the afternoon at The Vatican and even had a brief audience with the Pope, which was a bit overwhelming. He blessed them all and Natalie couldnt help the surge of hope that somehow that would protect her from the nefarious designs of her dinner companion then she worried shed squandered that august benediction on such a slimy bastard as Javier. She sighed inwardly and decided to take one hour at a time and not worry about the next one until it arrived.
At 6:30 she was in her room getting ready and faced a moment of decision what to wear. Her instinct was to cover up as much as possible; however she tried to override it for a moment and think of the situation as dispassionately as possible with an eye towards what they needed to accomplish. On some level she needed to seduce Javier even as he was trying to do the same to her that was her job. More like a mission, and one on which lives could literally depend. She therefore reached for an off-white filmy chiffon skirt that would swirl around about four inches above her knee and a matching halter top that thankfully didnt plunge too deeply. She wore Johns necklace, her diamond drop earrings and the wired tennis bracelet, plus brushed gold strappy sandals and a matching purse. She also grabbed an off-white pashmina which shed shroud herself in should Javiers gaze become too invasive. Shed told Zo that she was sneaking off to meet John, which at least had a grain of truth in it and of course the younger woman was thrilled and had asked Natalie if they were dining out or feasting on each other, and she could only laugh. Thank God for Zo and the moment of comic relief shed provided.
Natalie had only been able to see John for about one minute before shed headed up to get ready, and hed given her hand a reassuring squeeze as had Mason. She could tell the latter was still harboring guilt over how shed reacted to the realization hed delayed intervening against Mahmed, and Natalie knew at some point she was going to have to take him aside and assure him that she understood and held no ill will towards him. He had ultimately saved her and had been a very good friend to both her and John. As Johns long-time friend and colleague his partner, really he could have, and perhaps should have, had a problem with her with the fact that she had led John to engage in a relationship that could have detrimental consequences to him. But Mason had been supportive and constantly found ways to inject some humor between all the moments of tension. She needed to talk to him soon.
It was finally time for her to go and she took a deep breath and headed out, wondering what fresh torture awaited her at Javiers hands, or more particularly his debauched mouth. At five minutes before the appointed hour her taxi pulled up to the restaurant and when she stepped out she saw that Javier was waiting for her just inside. Again she was struck by how handsome he was definitely could be Andy Garcias brother but it was such a waste given how ugly he could be. He was dressed in black slacks, black shirt and an off-white sport coat and he smiled when he saw her, showing his perfect white teeth. Natalie noted that he did seem a bit subdued almost regretful and prayed that was a good sign.
He looked over her appraisingly and took her hand in his, Cara Mia you have no idea how much it means to me that you gave me this chanceone that I didnt really deserve
Natalie simply nodded and then they were led to their table, a full-bodied red wine immediately poured for them.
Natalie, I hope you dont mind, but I took the liberty of ordering ahead a selection of some of my favorites, which I hope you will like. If it turns out you dont, then we can quickly have them whip something else up for you.
She gave him a tight smile and said, Im sure it will be fine delicious. I read a review of this restaurant once you told me where we were meeting, and I cant imagine anything not being worth trying.
Indeed. By the way, you do look lovely, but I guess that would always go without saying in your case.
Natalie laughed and tried to make a bit of a joke, saying, Oh, no you should see me in the morning
But my dear I have in my bed in Mexico, and you were ravishingbut Id love the chance again he purred.
Natalies back stiffened as she cursed herself for opening that door, and he took note and broke in quickly, My apologies I have promised to be on my best behavior and this really causes me such consternation because I am normally such a disciplined and controlled person, but you do something to me bring something out in me and I guess, in some ways, the question of the evening at least to get us started is the same I posited to you in Washington. Why are you here? Why did you give me another chance?
Honestly, I almost didnt. And Im still not sure I should have its just
Just what?
I still think there is more to you than this persona you seem determined to put on around me and maybe around others too. I sense more depth. And, well, as you explained in your letter your personal story and the mark that has left on you, well that resonated. I can completely see how it would and that you were impacted by the telling of that story to me. And maybe because I understand better than you know, because my own story She let that die as if she was reluctant to share it.
What about your own story, Natalie?
It isnt as poignant and dramatic as yours at least not to my knowledge but I was adopted. My biological parents gave me up.
Really?
Yes.
Do you know anything about them?
No, nothing. My adoptive parents never hid that I was adopted but then
Then what?
Well, my mother my adoptive mother died when I was eight. We were very close, and I still needed her still do, but its been so very long now
I am sorry, Cara Mia. Honestly. Are you close with your father?
Im not sure you could call us close. He was is very loving. And hes proud that Im at Georgetown and all that sort of stuff but he is a classic country doctor, a pillar of the community, and his time was in demand by so many others
Sounds a bit lonely
You know, it didnt really strike me as such Ive always know my dad loves me, and I had friends and all the people in town who were so good to us because they loved my dad but I missed my mom. She was very special to me Natalie was caught a bit off guard by the break in her voice because at that moment she thought of her own mother and how long it had been since shed been able to talk to her, let alone feel Vikkis arms close around her.
Javier moved a hand over one of hers on the table and said, Ah, Natalie her loss still hurts you
Yes. Very much. But it also shows that a bond like that isnt just biological was there anyone for you? Did your father marry?
Javier chuckled but there was little humor in the sound, Repeatedly, Cara Mia, repeatedly. An endless succession of increasingly younger wives havent you seen all the tabloids saying that I am my fathers son?
I try not to read those, let alone believe everything Ive read or heard Were you close to your father?
We had a complicated relationship. I think there is a part of him that resented me because I reminded him of herand yet thats also why he liked having me around. And he was very proud of my business success how I took his relatively small company and made it a world player. But it is strange and maybe its because you long for what you cant have what is untouchable As he said this he looked meaningfully at her, then continued, I always felt more of a pull towards my mothers culture than my fathers. Always. Still do.
They were interrupted for a moment as four waiters descended upon their table laden with covered dishes that they quickly deposited with flourish. The steward topped up their wine glasses and then left them alone. Javier took Natalies plate and put a selection of everything on it, and then did the same for him. They tried a few bites, agreed it was delicious, then went back to their conversation.
Javier have you have you been able to meet or get to know any of your mothers family? Id imagine it would be tricky but it would seem there would be a wealth of relatives there, and given the deep pull and affinity you feel well maybe after everything
Javier sighed and said, As you know, one of my mothers sisters was aware of my existence, but for a very long time, no one else was. Her family was very very large since my maternal grandfather had a number of wives, all of whom bore him children. I actually have uncles who are younger than me, aunts who are not much older About 10 years ago, when I had really made a name for myself, after Id made my first billion, I was in Saudi Arabia for a round of meetings and happened to be at a party that was attended by a wide swathe of royalty and other powerful players from across the region. Late into the evening I was summoned to a private salon and waiting in there was the Queen of Kuman. To say the least, I was surprised because I couldnt imagine what she wanted of me. I knew it couldnt be business because as a woman she wouldnt be involved in that. I also must confess that until then my factual knowledge of the region and the various royal families was limited I had rejected it because it had rejected me, even though I always felt the pull so I knew nothing about her save she was the Queen of a small country Id never been to. What she told me rocked me to my core, but sent me on a journey that has been valuable to my life and helped restore a part of my very self. It sent me on my quest for knowledge and understanding of the land of my mother, and started my love affair with that geography
He looked intently at Natalie and she knew he was trying to decide if she merited him sharing any more. When he had mentioned Kuman and Mahmeds mother she had used every ounce of control not to react. Now she held her breath because she knew what he was about to share was something they likely had a desperate need to know. Her gut told her to say nothing to leave it entirely up to him to decide whether to proceed.
John and Mason hidden in a non-descript delivery van parked in back of the restaurant also held their breaths. Could it be this easy?
After a long moment he squeezed her hand again, but this time it seemed like it was to draw strength and to communicate the excitement of his discoveries. Natalie what she revealed to me even thinking of that meeting now makes my heart flutter
Start Flashback
Javier looked in surprise at the elegant woman seated on a silk brocade couch. She looked cool regal but that was belied by the slight tremor in her hand as it reached for what looked like a glass of whiskey. THAT was also notable since it was highly unusual for a woman of her background to touch alcohol.
Please, Mr. Lezama, sit.
He took the armchair to her right that she had gestured to.
Drink? She asked.
Something told him he might need it, so he inclined his head and she poured a healthy measure into a cut crystal glass. When he had taken his first sip and returned the glass to the table she smiled tensely and then said, Your mother would be so proud of you.
Javier literally jerked back in amazement. He hadnt known what she was going to say, but this hadnt even been in the realm of the considered.
Excuse me? was all he could choke out.
The Queen took a long sip of her drink and then looked at him directly and said, I was living in the US with my husband while he attended graduate
school at Princeton.
So you met my mother there? You knew her?
Yes, I knew her very well. Actually, Javier, I am your aunt. I am the woman who handed you over to your father immediately after your birth. Your mother was my sister my closest sister.
She then stopped talking so her words could fully register and she watched more emotions than she could quantify or describe play over his features and stiffen his body.
Javier was rocked to his core. He felt a cold fury but also a curiosity he couldnt help and he hated himself for that weakness. With a cold voice he said, I highly doubt my mother gave me a second thought, let alone would have wasted the time to know what I was doing to develop any pride in me
You are wrong, nephew.
His anger escalated at that word, You dare to call me that? To acknowledge me in that way? Its a grave insult after all this time and arent you worried of the terrible scandal if anyone ever knew someone like me had Royal Saudi blood running through him? My mother tossed me away please dont insult me even more by suggesting shed care a bit what had become of me
She didnt feel she had a choice! You would never have been let live if she returned with you to her home.
Then why return home?
She thought she had to that she couldnt disgrace her family and leave
Well, she certainly felt differently when she fell for the dashing American, didnt she?
Because by then shed reached the end of her rope with her life being so constrained! She knew she had to leave to get out
Then she should have come to me to ME! I should have come first been her first thought when she finally decided she would free herself of her gilded prison so we both know that wasnt what motivated her. I was not enough of a lure her own flesh and blood, the child shed carried for nine months! Again you insult me. She was willing to give up everything for her American lover who didnt even think she was worth more than his career, but not for me.
I know you are upset
Upset? That is the most inadequate word ridiculously so. Why did you summon me in here?
Because I have watched you become the man you are from afar and saw my sister in you every time I looked at a picture in a magazine or newspaper. Because you are also of my blood and I miss my sister every day and I want to know her only child.
Oh, how nice. But only hidden away in a back room I somehow doubt you are going to proclaim our common blood for all to hear!
You are right. I cannot do that when she saw he would interrupt her she held up a hand.
But I can introduce you to some other family members who arent so closed off who are more modern and understanding that is if you have a desire to know any of you mothers family at all. Thats really why I asked to meet you. It is totally up to you and I will not pursue anything if you do not want it. But I would like my daughter and my son the Crown Prince to know you. And my younger brothers half-brothers, really they are even a bit younger than you. My husband is, of course, aware of you and has been very encouraging about my desire to reach out to you and given who you are and what youve accomplished your growing investment in the region no one should think it strange that we would develop a relationship with you
Ah, now that Ive proven to be more than the bastard child of a Mexican, is that it?
That isnt what I meant!
Javier smiled malevolently at her, Oh, Im sure you didnt his tone making it clear thats exactly what he thought she meant.
I can never say or do anything to take away the past and all its pain. I cant even argue with your view of things Id feel the same way in your shoes. I was surprised when your mother made plans to leave home for that American. It is never spoken about since it led to her painful death and a breach between our family and that of her fianc. I never even learned the name of her American yet I hate him. I curse him every day. All I can do is offer a chance of a future relationship that could be meaningful. A chance for you to know some of your mothers family the other half of your heritage, which for all its faults is incredibly rich nonetheless. You have an open invitation to my home. Always.
The Queen reached her hand into her pocket and took out a slip of paper. This is our private phone number. As I said, my husband is aware of our having this meeting and the possibility you will call and I hope more than I can possibly express to you that you do so.
End Flashback
Javier shook his head as if to banish the memories, and he stopped speaking. Natalie didnt know what to say. She knew they had learned so much pivotal information, but she also couldnt help the stab of compassion that she felt for Javier what an incredible meeting that would have been and the revelations shed faced enough shocking family revelations of her own to be able to relate
She finally found her voice, My God, Javier, that must have been such a shock what an incredible meeting
Oh, Cara Mia, it was. At first I was furious. But two months later I was back in the region and I couldnt help it I realized I wanted to know my past my heritage. And also my aunt. I have learned she is a wonderful woman and I treasure our relationship and that I have with her son, and even some of my uncles. Of course only they know who I really am and I must insist it stay that way, Natalie. If anyone else were to find out I have told you this in confidence, and again Im not even sure why maybe because I sense a kindred spirit. Or maybe its more selfish than that. I do want you to know me to maybe see me as someone different than you thought and you never know what could happen from there
Natalie said nothing at that, and she held her breath as she waited for him to turn the subject towards John, but surprisingly he did not.
What about you, Cara Mia? Do you ever think of tracing your own biological parents? Learning about your own roots?
Natalie let out her breath and pretended to consider the question. At times I have, but frankly Im a bit afraid to know. Right now, I can pretend that they were heroic and gave me up out of love, even though it killed them to do so. The truth might be a lot different, and Im not sure how it would make me feel to find that out
Yes, the truth could indeed be devastating sometimes it is best to keep the fantasy things arent always what they seem no matter how much of a fairytale they appear to represent. Tell me how have you found it being in such close proximity to the equivalent of American Royalty?
You mean the Caldwells? The President and his family?
Indeed. They project quite the All-American image, but that tends to engender cynicism in some. Like myself I have a hard time believing they are that perfect. The young dynamic politician who captures the perfect younger, blonde blue-eyed daughter of a wealthy family. Then the requisite perfect children including a baby daughter whos as lovely as her mother... can it really be so mind-numbingly wholesome? Or has the President long-followed in the historic footsteps of his brethren and found distractions on the side?
Natalie shifted in her seat, somewhat surprised by the change in topic and his almost angry skepticism. Well, I havent known them all that long, but from what Ive seen they are what and whom they seem to be and I genuinely believe the President and First Lady are devoted to one another, exclusively.
Ah, you still are so nave you believe in true and lasting love? Then again, perhaps Mrs. Caldwell was deemed worthy of loving and it didnt hurt that she was a perfectly politically correct choice. Someone whod look good on the campaign trail not raise any flags draw questions... The perfect All- American girl who could bear All-American children, including a fairy princess because the daughter is now being courted by European royalty, isnt she. I saw the papers. Yes, such a perfect set up. Noah Caldwell was a master putting all that in place as he was beginning his political ascent and never a hint of scandal all along yes, choosing the right woman not being hampered by loving the wrong person no difficult decisions in that regard
Javier seemed lost in his own thoughts as he was talking, and Natalie felt a chill because there seemed to be a subtext beneath what he was saying and one which held great animosity. As she listened connections were snapping into place even as she prayed she was dead wrong. In the van behind the restaurant John and Mason were also sitting at full attention, their minds working overtime.
Seeming to catch himself Javier smiled but it did not reach his eyes. So, now you know about my connections to the Kumani Royal Family, you also know that youve met my cousin Mahmed Hes the apple if my aunts eye she had him so late in life, having thought shed be unable to bear any more children after her daughter. And of course the Kingdom rejoiced at the birth of a male heir. Youve been in Mahmeds company several times now, havent you? And youll see him again in Laurentius and of course Kuman
Natalie couldnt tell if there was an undercurrent in his tone and she simply said, Yes, Ive met up with him a few times.
What are your thoughts on him?
Natalie now wondered if somehow Javier knew what had happened, but it was safer to assume not, so she said very carefully, He seems devoted to his fianc.
Javier smirked a bit and said, Yes, shes a lovely, meek Kumani girl and crashingly boring. I am quite sure Mahmed has sought other female companionship
Natalie said nothing and then Javier leaned in very closely and said, Cara Mia, I told my cousin that, blood or no, if he ever laid a hand on you again I would kill him myself!
Natalie sat back in surprise and he smiled at her. Youre surprised I know? Well, Mahmed made the mistake of thinking that hed find a sympathetic ear when he railed about you shutting him down. He told me the entire story and first I told him how lucky he was that your agent isnt the one who found him attacking you. Then I made my promise to end him if he ever looked crooked at you again because you are mine off-limits for him to even THINK about!
Javier said this with such possessive vehemence that Natalie had to suppress a shiver. Neither was that lost on John and Mason and they shared a look of anger and concern.
Javier
I know I know you have your agent. For now. Oh, I know that youve welcomed him back between your legs again, even after our chat in Washington I do hope you are still trying to protect your heart even a little bit.
He saw the look of exasperation on her face, but continued. Cara Mia, has it ever occurred to you that your interest in the much older agent who no doubt makes you feel safe on some level is really an attempt to find the care and attention your father didnt have time for? Your search for a father figure is completely understandable
Natalie was peeved but she was not going to roll over this time. I assure you, Javier, there is NOTHING fatherly about the way John touches me, nor is there anything daughterly about the way I respond to him.
She saw anger flare in Javiers eyes before he neutralized it. Well I never said it was solely about that I am well aware of the lure of an older lover who can tutor you, but still, seeking out an older man to give you what your father didnt
Natalie broke in, Well youre older than John is and you seem to think youre an appropriate candidate for me. Is it my replacement father that youre looking to be? Funny, I somehow missed that given the general nature of what you have said to me since we first met nothing fatherly about that at all, except in the most depraved and sordid situations
Ah, Cara Mia I dont have a single fatherly feeling towards you the way I want to touch you, and for you to touch me would put me in jail in your country if you were a daughter of any kind to me yes, I may be older, but I wasnt simply talking about your agents age but his status as an authority figure.
Natalie felt her blood run cold at that what did he know? What could he possibly mean by that, seeming to suggest John was her superior? She forced a laugh and said, What are you talking about, authority figure? He has no domain over me
John put a hand on the door of the van, ready to dash out depending on how the next part of the conversation went.
My dear its classic. Hes law enforcement. He protects. He defends. He gets people to submit to him. He carries a big gun the ultimate in powerful phallic symbols. Are you saying you dont get a thrill as you are both undressing when you see him remove his Secret Service weapon just before you let him take you with his God-given one? The one youve already admitted was a challenge to your body, but still you dont fight him. Or maybe you do have you let him subdue you? Perhaps handcuff you or use some other restraints while he asserts his powerful dominion?
You know what, Javier. Im not doing this again. Im just not, especially because most of this evening we have been able to talk about things of much more weight and consequence. So let me just make something very clear. I would and I do let John do anything he wants to me to my body. I am totally his. You are right I am under his dominion. Every. Chance. I get. He and I are together and if you want to be my friend that is something you are going to have to accept or theres just no point in us spending any more time together. And that would be a shame because I STILL am hoping to benefit from your knowledge of the Middle East in advance of my trip.
She had seen anger flare for a moment again, and then he smiled. Fair enough, Cara Mia. I will abide your wishes as best I can. For now. But no matter your assertions, I am not convinced what you have with your agent is meant to last but I firmly believe I could make you happy and give you the life you deserve. And somewhere, deep down in a place you arent even admitting to yourself, you are intrigued by that notion. You are a 19 year old girl and I am a multi-billionaire 21 years your senior who is pursuing you. That has to appeal to your ego and make you wonder what if on some level. I can be patient, Cara Mia. I will find a way to make you mine first as my friend. I promise to send you some information in advance of your trip. Who knows, maybe our paths will cross again before that. And I will whisper in my aunts ear and make sure your stay in Kuman is something you never forget
Natalies blood ran cold at that, but she held his stare and said, Id appreciate it. Now, I think its time I head back
Can I give you a lift?
I think Id prefer to just take a taxi.
He nodded and escorted her to the exit, asking the door man to call her a taxi. When it arrive he handed her into it whispering, Until we are together again, Cara Mia, and then he kissed her cheek.
Natalie was dropped off at Villa Taverna and had just stepped inside when John emerged from the shadows and took her hand, pulling down a side hall.
He whispered against her ear, I have a taxi waiting at the side gate. Meet me there in five minutes. Were going to meet up with Mason and Angela.
She looked at him intently and whispered back, You heard what I did, then. A statement, not a question.
He nodded, kissed her mouth gently, quickly, then said against it, Five minutes and was gone.
Chapter 47
Natalie climbed into the taxi and as soon as she was inside John gave the driver the name and address of Angelas hotel. Then he put his arms around her and brought his mouth to within an inch of hers.
Softly he said, Since we cant really talk right now, we might as well find a more productive way to use this time then he took full control of her completely pliant and fully participating mouth as they kissed liberally, lingeringly, enjoying the movement of their lips and tongues against each other.
Finally they had to part to catch their breaths, and John whispered along her neck, Did you mean what you said, Natalie? Are you totally mine under my dominion? Would you really let me do anything I want to you to your beautiful, lush body?
Natalie shivered as her arousal at his words and voice pulsed through her, and she could only shake her head. Do you want me to restrain you, sweetheart? Should I do that next time were together? As he asked this his right hand had made its way under her skirt and was resting high up on her right inner thigh, and her shiver became a shudder.
John looked down at Natalie, her face only partially lit by the city lights, and he took note of her parted, moist lips and the thready quality of her breathing. She was looking at him with eyes that were wide in anticipation of his next move, but also made her desire for him blue-crystal clear. He wanted her so much at that moment and it took every ounce of control he had not to let his hand continue its journey because he knew what would await him if he let it, and his own arousal throbbed at that thought.
That moment they stopped at a traffic light and as John was leaning down to kiss Natalie he felt the weight of eyes on them. He glanced up and was staring into the face of Javier Lezama, whose car had come to a stop next to them. The windows of his car and their taxi were open to take advantage of the balmy but comfortable summer night air and the intersection was so well-lit that the two men could see the flash of recognition and something else in each others eyes. John whispered against Natalies mouth, Lezama is in the car next to us, watching every move were making
Natalie turned to look at Javier, her eyes locking on his when she gave him a soft smile. Then she turned and gave John a wink, and surprising both men and stoking excitement in John and jealous anger in Javier she quickly moved so she was straddling John, wound her hands around the back of his head, through his hair, and drew his mouth to hers in a searing, mouths-agape kiss, her tongue practically dragging his into her hot mouth. Johns hands moved of their own accord to grab her ass and pull her forcefully onto his raging hard-on and as the light turned and the taxi pulled away first, Javier was left with the unmistakable sound of Natalies deep moan of pleasure ringing in his ears.
Fully embracing a when in Rome attitude, John and Natalie maintained their passionate lip lock and the devastating grinding of their hips for three long blocks until they had to break apart for such a mundane need as oxygen. Their other needs were written all over their faces, hazing over their eyes, and pounding their hearts in their chests not to mention causing the different but equally aroused anatomy between their legs to ache and throb but reason had not entirely fled and after a long, but longing look Natalie slid off Johns lap and sat facing forward on the bench. John sighed and put his arm around her shoulders to draw her near, and by the time they pulled up to Angelas hotel a block later they were almost calm. Almost.
Holding hands they headed straight up to Angelas room taking advantage of the empty elevator to share another sloppy kiss and they hadnt even knocked on the door when it was opened by Mason.
I heard the elevator ding come in. come in He had shed his jacket and tie and had rolled his shirtsleeves up and his shirt was almost completely pulled out of his pants. Also very interesting to Natalie was the fact that his normally perfect hair was mussed. Before she could say anything hed apparently taken in their disheveled appearances and he said, Please dont tell me you guys broke any public indecency laws in the taxi on the way over!
John looked at him and rolled his eyes while Natalie said, No! Why would you think that?
Mason guffawed at that, saying Because I know you two and your history plus he said nothing more but looked over each of them with a smirk. Natalie looked at John and noticed the crazy look of his hair, courtesy of her active hands. She also noted that his tie had been yanked loose and a few buttons of his shirt were open when had she done that?! She also realized that her skirt was sideways and her top was off-center, only an inch away from exposing one of her breasts. She knew her own hair was likely a mess from Johns hands and her lipstick was no longer where it belonged since a good bit of it was now on Johns mouth and various places on his face. He had done a similar inspection and looked at her a bit sheepishly, but then winked, pulled out his handkerchief, and first wiped her mouth and face clean and then his own. He pulled her skirt and shirt back into place and then said snidely to Mason, Satisfied?
Isnt that more of a question for you, John?
At that moment Angela stepped out of the bathroom and she didnt quite meet their eyes as she said hello, and Natalie had little doubt what she and Mason had been up to while theyd waited for her and John to arrive. She smiled to herself but decided to let it drop for now. She wasnt sure if Angela could take the type of over the top ribbing John and Mason engaged in and dragged her into.
John ignored Mason and walked further into the room. There were two double beds and there wasnt much choice except to sit on them Mason and Angela sat on the side of one which looked suspiciously mussed while John and Natalie took the other and faced them.
John dove in, So, Angela, hopefully you have the answer to what has become a critical question: early in his career, before he ran for senate, was President Noah Caldwell a diplomat stationed in the Middle East most especially Saudi Arabia?
Angela said gravely, Yes.
The three others let out a selection of sounds, all of which connoted the dread of confirmation and the dashing of hopes.
She continued, I didnt even have to dig. Its in his biography. Well, his more detailed one and the more comprehensive articles that have been written about him. It was just so long ago almost 40 years, now and hes done so much else, starting with his Senate career. And if he knew that the Princess Javiers mother had been killed well it would be understandable why hed downplay his time there
No one said anything for a while, then Natalie said softly, So, our operating assumption unless and until we can prove differently is that President Caldwell is the American Diplomat Javier blames for the death of his mother and whom he hates because he believes she chose him over her own son. And that if he is involved in a plot against Zo, that its personal, not political?
John spoke in a weary voice, Its looking that way. There may be political considerations too, but what a way to kill two birds with one stone. Others are likely involved and for them it is probably all political as political as you can consider rampant hatred of our country. If Javier is the one driving it, he wouldnt be able to motivate an extensive group of participants based on his personal sob-story especially since hes keeping that story pretty well concealed.
Mason broke in, But what about Mahmed? Would he not feel the familial, personal sting and desire for revenge?
Very likely John said.
Natalie asked suddenly, What about the Queen? If shes involved what chance do we have of keeping Zo safe if an insider of that level is involved? And would the King know and be part of it? He condoned her reaching out to Javier
Angela spoke up. I would be very surprised if the King would have any idea, let alone be involved. He is incredibly savvy and firmly believes his countrys future is linked to ours. Period. But theres no guarantee his wife sees it that way or would put that over the desire to avenge her favorite sister.
Natalie questioned, So what do we do? Do you suggest that the President cancel his trip to the Middle East or at least to Kuman?
Angela answered, He needs those meetings to go well they have to We need our bases there to be renewed we need their oil to remain cheap but perhaps he could leave Zo home from that leg of the trip
John thought about that and said, That might be the best decision but no one should know it until the last possible moment, otherwise they might have a chance to re-group and execute their plan somewhere else
Mason said, We have to talk to Chase, and then he has to talk to the President. Get to the bottom of everything. But Chase is going to have to impress upon the President the need to keep his cool and not let on we know any of this not let on he knows Javiers true identity.
Dont you think theres a chance he already does? Natalie asked.
When they looked at her questioningly she said, I am quite sure Chase told him that we learned back in Mexico that Javiers mother was a Saudi Princess. He knew when we headed down to Mexico that Javier was a person of interest due to rumored dealings in drugs and arms. Unless of course Javiers mother never told the President of his existence maybe she never admitted shed had a child out of wedlock and sent him away for his father to raise
This is very complicated Angela said softly. But its hard to believe theres no connection
Chase has to talk to the President, and then we have to go from there John summarized.
They suddenly felt a heaviness of spirit that was almost exhausting. John couldnt help wondering if anything would ultimately deter Javier from striking at the Caldwells if this was personal. Even if they thwarted him this time personal vendettas often had a lot more staying power than those that were purely political. Then again, politics got pretty personal tooalmost always
It was time for Natalie, John and Mason to head back to Villa Taverna, and for the two men to wake up Chase and brief him. John and Natalie said theyd wait for Mason in the lobby and beat a hasty retreat so Mason and Angela could have some privacy as they said their good-byes.
When the door shut Mason took Angela in his arms and they smiled at each other. She said, I have a feeling they know we were fooling around some before they got here?
Mason winked and said, So? At least we were in private they were making out in the back of the taxi on the way over here, I guarantee it. And Im not even sure that my presence in the taxi on the way back will keep them from going for an encore
Aw, Mason. Have a heart. It cant be easy on them, having to skulk around and having such gaps between the times when theyre allowed to be together. We can be together almost any time we want
No we cant because Id like to be with you right now, but I have to go back to the Villa and hope I can keep those two from flashing half of Rome and mortifying the taxi driver
Laughing, Angela wound her arms around Masons neck to make her desire clear, and he was happy to give into her. Their mouths met in a heated kiss while their bodies aligned against each other. Masons arms banded around her lower back, pressing his arousal into her stomach and drawing a slight moan from her.
When they broke apart Angela said, I guess I do need to clarify we can be together whenever duty allow us which sadly isnt now. I wish you could stay, too I really do.
Mason kissed her deeply again and said, Well get our chance, darlin. And Ill make sure its worth it
Im going to hold you to that
I hope you hold me to a lot of things
They kissed one more time, then Mason grabbed his coat and headed to find John and Natalie. It took him a few minutes, but find him he did hidden behind a large stone pillar making out like hormone crazed teenagers. At his genuine laughter they sprung apart, but then smiled back at him, actually beaming ear to ear.
Mason sighed elaborately and said, Come on you two do I need to sit between you in the taxi
Only if you want to join in, Mason Natalie sassed.
Well..
Mason.., John said faux-warningly.
Natalie sat between Mason and John, and they behaved themselves out of deference to their friend, having to content themselves with holding hands. Still, that was better than feigning indifference. When they arrived back at the residence Mason headed to the restroom to give John and Natalie the chance to say good night. He led her into a small study and they kissed with a slow, deliberate passion, happy to have the chance to do so. The twinning of their tongues could excite and satisfy in perfect proportion. When John drew back he whispered against her mouth, Not even 48 hours, Natalie soon well be in Florence and have more time than weve ever had together
When they got back to the center hall Mason was waiting there, and then John said, OK, sorry for this but Ive got to hit the head myself real quick
Go ahead make it snappy
When John had gone Natalie turned to Mason and said softly, Im glad we have a few minutes alone
Yeah?
Yeah. About the whole Mahmed thing...
Oh, Natalie look, Im so sorry that
Natalie reached up and covered his mouth with her hand for a second. No need. I promise. First, I know without a doubt that if the situation had been truly out of control you would have had him off me in a heartbeat. I know it Mason and you do too. Second, having that recording may make a huge difference at some point. You have been such a great friend to me and I dont want you feeling badly. That would well it would just make me sad, Mason.
He looked at her with relief and said, Thank you for saying that, Natalie. I promise Ill have your back every chance I get He pulled her into a tight hug, then they stepped apart and waited for John.
Natalie wished them luck and headed to bed, and surprisingly fell into a deep sleep with considerable ease.
Chapter 48
The next day and evening flew by, and when John and Mason werent on duty they were sequestered with Chase. They were all at a dinner and party hosted by the President of Italy, but the undercurrent of tension put a damper on any flirtatious or lighthearted behavior between John and Natalie. He was able to briefly tell her that the President was concerned but wanted to wait until they were back in DC to talk to the First Lady about everything. And that was a lot because the First Lady had no idea about his relationship almost 40 years ago with a Saudi Princess. Natalie could see the extra lines of tension on the Presidents face, but for now Madeleine Caldwell was her normal happy self, and Natalie worried about how shed handle the news then again, it had been several years before shed even met her husband, so maybe that wouldnt be such a great blow. But she still would be gravely concerned about the perceived sins of the father being visited on their youngest daughter.
The following day they finally headed to Florence, taking up residence in a centuries-old villa that had been refurbished and was now owned by a wealthy industrialist more than happy to make it available to the President and his family. They arrived around noon and settled in to the large and richly appointed estate. There were at least 12 luxurious suites, multiple salons, dens, a library, two large kitchens, and dining room that was the size of a small ballroom. Natalies suite was one of the prettiest set of rooms shed ever seen, decorated in sunny yellow, white and blue. She was scheduled to spend two nights here, but tonight she would be somewhere with John and her stomach flipped at that thought. She didnt know where they were staying, where they were eating dinner tonight she knew nothing, since John was arranging it all.
Four oclock. That was when Natalie was leaving the villa to connect with John. By then he would have texted the name and address for the hotel where she was to meet him, and shed soon after be in a taxi to head there. Zo knew what she was doing, but her official cover story was that a high school friend was doing a summer abroad program here, and Natalie was going to spend the night with her. John wasnt bothering to come up with a story. He would say nothing if not asked, otherwise hed just say that he was meeting a friend and leave it at that hoping, of course that theyd draw the correct conclusion. He had the night off as did Mason because the First Family was having a quiet, restful night at home with just two couples coming in for dinner all Americans who had long-supported Noahs career and campaigns and who just so happened to be visiting Italy while he was.
She and Zo spent the afternoon walking around the grounds and then relaxing in her suite, which was done in relaxing pale greens and dashes of white.
So, Natalie you are finally getting to spend an entire night with the VERY special agent John McBain. Do you think hell let you get ANY sleep at all or is the question really whether YOULL let HIM get any sleepI suppose the whole point is that there isnt going to be much sleeping done, is there? Well, except for some recovery time
As had become her habit with Zo when they were talking about John, Natalie simply laughed and shook her head, keeping her blushing largely in check.
Zo, you are a real piece of work
Do you still get a little nervous before you meet him, and before you well, you know? Or are you totally used to him now?
Maybe a little nervous, but in a good way
Yeah, I could see thatWell, I just hope you have a great time. And youre going to meet mom and me at the Accademia Gallery at noon tomorrow, right? So we can see Michelangelos David and you can compare his physique to Johns since it should be fresh in your mind just dont forget yourself and try to feel up the statue! Oooh, but wait. John will be on duty as will Mason the other turbo-hottie so hell be there for you to grab.
Zo, if anyone seems at risk for jumping on a statue it is you my love.
Sure, rub it in that Im not getting any just hours before you are running off to meet a smoking hot older man wholl make your eyes swap sockets!
Zo Natalie sputtered.
What? Am I lying?! You know, there really is something so unfair and out of balance about this whole thing. In my case, the Secret Service is like a fricken chastity belt, in YOUR case the lead agent is your LUVAH! I mean I ask you, on what planet is THAT fair?
Planet Natalie, of course.
Ah, of course. And what a lovely planet. Just think, in a few short hours your LUVAH will be taking up residence
By this point Natalie was just laughing at her, and she asked, What are YOU going to be doing while Im gone?
Well Ill tell you one thing Im going to try not to be thinking at any given moment whether your knees are up by your ears! Other than that, after the lame dinner I have to sit through I think Ill just have to read another one of Mistress Tonis books.
Do you really think thats a good idea? I think those are what have gotten you in this overheated state to begin with
Theyre all Ive got right now, Missy. And who knows maybe when Im in Laurentius Ill be able to steal away with my Prince!
Well I mean, I hope if thats whats meant to be but you really shouldnt be trying to sneak away
No need to really sneak away the Palace there is huge and completely protected, so it would be really more about finding a private corner for a little bit
Do you really feel that way about Greg?
I like him a ton weve been trading emails and have spoken a few times over the past couple of days. I dont know and dont worry Im not going to just dive in if I dont get the right vibe but If I do
Just be careful
Always. And you too!
By 4:30 Natalies taxi was pulling up to the Westin Excelsior Hotel located at Piazza Ognissanti and overlooking the Arno. It was a magnificent, storied older hotel that Westin/Starwood had purchased and completely refurbished. When Natalie walked into the lobby with her overnight bag a doorman sprang to attention but she politely assured him she could manage on her own. As she looked around for the elevator she thought it was possibly one of the prettiest hotels shed ever been in. She took the elevator to the third floor, her stomach jumping in anticipation, and then walked to room 323. She didnt know why it somehow seemed even more illicit and exciting to meet John at the room as opposed to in the lobby first. She gave a soft knock on the door and it quickly opened, with John on the other side, his eyes intense but a small smile softening his lips.
Hey he said softly, Come on in
She stepped into the room and was again struck by how beautiful it was. The ceilings had to be between 10 and 12 feet high and the furnishings looked like classic European antiques, though they were surely very good reproductions. The room was dominated by a massive bed, but what caught her attention were the open French doors that led to their small balcony and the fantastic view of the Arno just across the street. The closest buildings were on the other side of the river, so there was an air of privacy.
This is beautiful
I thought you might like it. He said as he took her overnight bag from her hand and slid her pocketbook off her shoulder. Then he drew her against him and their arms wrapped around each other as they shared a deep, slow kiss that held infinite promise and brought their always present passion for each other to the forefront. John pulled back and cupped her face in his hands and said softly, I need to be with you right now first before anything else. Our dinner reservations arent until 9, and we can do our work before we head out, but now
Before he could complete the thought Natalies hands had moved to his belt buckle he was still in his work clothes though his jacket and tie had already been tossed aside. Within two minutes it only took that long because they kept stopping for a kiss they had completely undressed each other and Natalie couldnt help but flash on Zos statement about the David. John was like a beautiful statue of hard muscle and hot skin, and when she saw his incredibly prominent manhood she felt a quiver in the muscles deep inside her and an unstoppable desire to taste him. She stepped towards him and quickly kissed his mouth, then moved hers to his neck, and slid it down his chest, her hot tongue trailing his skin. When she moved it firmly around his right nipple, then his left, she felt the shudder work through his body and he groaned her name, Natalie as he wound his hands in her hair.
John was holding his breath because he understood her intent and he could not wait to feel her talented mouth close over him he was literally throbbing in anticipation. In a move that brought another groan from him she slid her tongue from his breast bone down over his stomach as her right hand took his thick length in its firm hold, and her left came to rest at his lower back. His eyes were heavy lidded as he looked down at her, meeting her wide open blue eyes which never wavered as she began to lick his length and then his tight, engorged tip, briefly but firmly sticking her tongue at its opening as if it was almost possible to enter him, and he couldnt help the gasp that escaped and the bucking of his hips in response. She tortured him for a few moments more with her hand and her tongue, then she nearly killed him when her mouth moved over him so she could take all of him, and he could feel her lips and jaw muscles trembling as she stretched to do so. She didnt stop until she felt him hit the back of her throat and he moaned at that contact, then she moved her hands to his ass and began to fuck him with her mouth, directing his own motion with them. Johns head fell back as he released a guttural moan and his hands went to the back of her head.
John never wanted this to end, his blood felt like it was bubbling up and down every artery and vein, but he needed to find the strength to pull her off of him or hed have nothing left to give her in return. He reached down and grabbed her elbows and hauled her off him and up his body, then he moved his hands under her arms and picked her up off the floor so her body hung along the entire length of his. As his mouth latched onto hers in a heated kiss she wound her arms around his shoulders and he moved his hands to her ass, then slid them to the backs of her thighs to encourage her to wrap her legs around his middle, which she gladly did. When his thick hardness pressed against the moist, heated flesh between her legs, their mouths popped apart to free their moans and they looked at each other with a burning intensity. In two long strides John had Natalies back against the padded upholstered wall between the armoire and the desk, and she gasped in surprised anticipation.
His eyes searing into hers, John moved his hands to her ass to reposition her and then sliced into her in one fluid arc of motion. Her head rolled back against the soft wall as he reached the deepest part of her, and she tightened her legs around his back to draw him even further in. He began to thrust in and out of her with devastating consistency, and he moved his hands to her arms to pull them from around his neck so he could press them to the wall above her head, his hands circling her slender wrists as he held her in place.
John. she moaned.
He looked at her and said soflty, This is the best I can do for restraints right now. God! It looks like your hanging from the wall, my hands as your shackles while fuck you
As he said this, his mouth came closer and closer and she felt the heat of his breath and craved his hot tongue mating with hers. Natalie was panting now as he kept up his punishing rhythm, driving her back up and down the wall, and his own gasping breaths were mingling with hers, causing her lips to tingle. She licked her lips and she saw his eyes move to her mouth, and she was sure he would finally possess it, but still he just hovered over her.
He moved his hands so his fingers were entwined with hers and as he struck even harder within her he rasped, Is that good, sweetheart? Can you feel how deep Im getting? Ever so briefly he brushed his lips over hers and she opened them in anticipation but she he drew back and she groaned in frustration.
Whats wrong, Natalie?
Kiss me
You want to feel my mouth on yours my lips forcing yours apart so my tongue can slide against yours so we can taste each other?
Yes Oooh. HmmmMmmm her assertion was turning into more non-specific sounds as his pounding presence was causing her tight wet walls to begin to clutch at him, sending spasms of pleasure throughout her body.
John could see her desire burning in her eyes which she could barely keep open, and he could feel it in her hot breath coming in small bursts around the sounds she couldnt contain. He was getting lost in her her hold on him almost making his legs forget to work, but his steady assault on her body was causing his thighs and ass to burn from the exertion but that was no match for the tightening in his groin as he felt her begin to contract around him.
She kept moaning his name softly against his lips and finally he relented and crashed his mouth down onto hers, forcing his tongue into her mouth and against hers, accepting her sigh of relief into his recesses. Soon their tongues were matching the rhythm of his hips and her internal quaking against him was increasing in its intensity.
Natalie was taken over by the sensation of his mouth on hers, his upper body crushing hers against the wall, their hands squeezing together almost painfully as his steel continued to plunder her, driven by the unerring control of the strong muscles that corded his thighs and backside. She didnt want this to end yet her body hungered for the release only he could bring to her. John could sense her slide to the edge, and as his mouth continued to seduce hers he surrendered her hands so his could slide to her ass and jam her against him at the exact moment he stood on the balls of his feet so he could ram deep within her. Then, with her pinned against the wall he used his strong hands on her cheeks to rock her against him in the exact tempo and intensity with which his pelvis ground into her.
When John let go of Natalies hands her arms fell like a rag dolls over his shoulders, and she used whatever strength she could to hang onto their broad steadiness. Then she held on for all she was worth when his hands ground her down as he surged upward, setting off her orgasm which swept over her with explosive power. She ripped her mouth from his and her neck arched her head back against the wall as she screamed out his name, her nails now digging into his shoulders. Pulse after pulse of ecstasy jolted her, convulsing her walls against John. As her moans slid to whimpers he was grunting at the feeling of her grabbing him so tightly and drenching him with her liquid heat and he continued to push into and rock against her until his own climax took almost violent hold of him, quaking every muscle as he exploded into her core and shouted, Natalieeee!. He was lightheaded and couldnt get enough air, but somehow he remained sound enough to peel her from the wall and stumble backwards until his legs hit the the bed and he toppled them back onto it in a shaking conjoined heap.
They stayed that way for a long time as they cooled down and their nerve endings calmed from the frazzle theyd become. At first they lacked the capacity to say anything, and then were simply content to lie together with Natalies face tucked into Johns neck and his hands tracing gentle circles on her back. And they still had so much more night ahead of them
Chapter 49
John pressed a kiss into the top of Natalies head and said, We should get our work over with and then the rest of the time will be all ours
He slid from the bed and pulled on his boxers and tank and tossed her his shirt.
Whats this? She asked.
He stopped to look at her and said, Well, first of all, I cant concentrate when youre naked. Second, I refuse to talk about Lezama while you while we are naked.
She shuddered at that and said, Good point and donned his shirt.
They sat beside each other on the bed, leaning sideways against the large array of pillow and bolsters that were scattered against the headboard so they could face each other. John started, Well, things were pretty tense with the President Chase spent quite a bit of time with him. He had no idea that Javiers mother was ever pregnant, let alone had a child she gave up. He also swears that he had only a handful of clandestine dates with the Princess her name was Nir and they were never intimate. He said that he began to grow uneasy because it was clear shed become quite intense about him and kept talking about him helping her escape from the prison she felt she was living in. He had a timely reposting to another country and hadnt even realized shed been killed soon after hed left. He is still reeling from all this, and the notion that Javier loathes him for something he feels hes overall innocent of and that that may be putting Zos life at risk well, lets just say hes struggling with all of this. Not to mention that hes going to have to tell the First Lady about it, though he wants to wait until theyre back in DC
Does he think he needs to pull the plug on the Middle East trip, or at least leave Zo home?
Hes still trying to process it all he even had the crazy idea that he should confront Lezama and try to tell him the truth.
Is it such a crazy idea?
Crazy is probably too strong of a word. I think its an understandable but misguided notion because I think Lezama is too invested in his life story as he knows it. Its a long shot that hed believe what the President has to say at all, especially because it isnt particularly complimentary towards his mother and he needs her to be the innocent victim to as great an extent as possible.
Its just all so unreal. I was dreading having dinner with Javier because he can be so horrible and I wasnt sure how to get him to open up about what we needed and it took a little bit, sure, but really just going over the Natalie Maxwell history next thing hes fessing up about his Aunt being the Queen of Kuman it was just so
John and Natalie looked at each other, their eyes widening, and said in unison, Easy
Too easy? Natalie asked.
John rubbed his hands over his face and said, Maybemaybe but then we have to ask what he was trying to gain by getting that information out
Natalie was sliding right back into her research/analyst mode as she said, Well, there are a number of variables that have to be considered and we dont really know the answers. I mean, we have to consider everything from him being guilty of something and fearing we know and need to be pushed off track, to, I suppose, that hes innocent of any conspiracy and simply has lots of family baggage
Yeah, there are a lot of variables, but I think we can rule out that last scenario too much smoke, even before this most recent round of chatter and the concern that something specific is being planned, there was a lot of intel to suggest hes been up to his eyeballs in drugs and arms deals, with at least some of that money funneled to the wrong people in the Middle East.
So then why does he want us to know of his connection to the Kumani Royal Family?
:Lots of possibilities there
Natalie sighed and nodded her head. On the one hand he could want to be innocent by association he may fear we suspect him of something, he knows that Kuman and its ruling family are great friends of the US so if hes tight with them, then we should assume hes our friend? Or at minimum isnt about to launch an anti-American attack there
Possible. Of course he could also be trying to drive our behavior in a certain direction prompt us to cancel the Middle East trip or pull Zo from it but that begs the question why
Because what theyre planning is for somewhere else? Maybe they want Zo to stay in the US because thats where theyre planning the attack not abroad? And if shes home with a normal security team while the President is under heavy guard in the Middle East is she more vulnerable? And they get to crow about another attack on our soil?
John mulled all that over, and then tossed out, I suppose we also have to consider that the whole Zo thing is a red herring we are so worried about her we keep her home under stringent protection, and somehow they think the President will therefore be more vulnerable due to the shift in resources maybe HES the ultimate target
Do we have to consider whether there are Kumani Royal Family members involved? Mahmed? Even the Queen? The King?
John half-groaned at that. I can let my mind go to Mahmed, but his parents?
I know but then if we believe they are staunch US supporters if they still believe a special relationship with us is of value then would Javier do something to put all that in jeopardy? Especially because of his own extensive business holdings there?
John chuckled without much humor saying, Then theres the old reverse psychology thing. He steers us to do one thing, but wants us to do another which they ultimately hope well do so we dont feel were kowtowing or being manipulated.
What? You mean if they want to make sure we have Zo go to the Middle East no matter the apparent threat, they make it seem like we really need to keep her home but then we dont so we can prove we dont run in fear?
Something like that
Damn too many moving parts but I just find it so hard to fathom Javier would be involved in an attack in Kuman yet we have to assume thats possible
John thought out loud, What I just dont understand, though, is why hed tip his hand and help us see that personal connection and motivation because of the President. What does he possibly gain from that?
Natalie thought carefully about that. I dont think he meant to do that I really dont. He spilled that when he was in the midst of an emotional rant actually, thats one possible way for us to parse this out. List what we think he wanted to tell us what he wanted us to know or suspect and what was a mistake
And how do we do that?
Based on how nasty or emotional he was afterwards. Then, we can evaluate whether we think other things he shared were damage control or outright manipulation
She thought back on all her meetings with Javier. OK, see, he told me he was half-Saudi that his mother was a Saudi during our first conversation in Mexico, before he knew I was involved with you, a Secret Service Agent. He compounded that when he told me she was a Saudi Princess, and also raised flags with all his anti-American rants he didnt mean to share so much. I really dont think he did. But the nature of our conversations especially during that dinner in DC Now, the other night, he was very controlled and calm after hed told me about his Aunt being the Queen of Kuman. But he was much more agitated when he started in on the First Family, the nature of the relationship between the President and his wife and how she was a more appropriate choice. The more I think about it, the more convinced I am that he didnt want us to make that particular connection
It also begs the question does the Queen of Kuman know that the President is her sisters American Diplomat?
I am getting such a headache from all this my head is spinning theres no way to know for sure what will be the right decision? To have Zo go to the Middle East or not? Are we any more certain about Javiers involvement? Or, again, does he just have major family issues
I think we know enough about him to genuinely suspect him of back-door dealings in that region and others. And we now know that we HAVE to watch him, his family and associates very closely with regard to the threats against Zo. As for where we come down on all this? Its going to take a lot more analysis and scenario planning but, Natalie, you have made such inroads in gathering this intel and in opening up so many avenues of exploration.
Natalie couldnt help but feel a flush of pleasure at his praise, especially given how against her participation he originally was. They had come a long way. She jokingly said, Wow, such flattery. You trying to get me into bed or something?
John smiled at her and said in a low voice, I hate to break it to you sweetheart, but you ARE in bed my bedfantastically undressed I might add
I have clothes on
You have a single article of MY clothing on I might just have to take it back
Yeah? she asked huskily.
Yeah he rasped against her mouth as he was suddenly leaning towards her and unbuttoning his shirt while her body immediately went on alert. He looked at her with a small smirk on his face as he slowly undid the buttons and then peeled it off her. Then he moved as if hed hug her but instead in a surprising move he scooped her up.
What are you doing? she asked in surprise.
We are going to run short on time and I dont want to miss our dinner reservations so were going to have to multi-task. We were so good at that last time, werent we Natalie? The purr in his voice was back in full force and that combined with the memories of him taking her on the desk after shed reviewed all the pictures well it made her pulse race with anticipation.
John carried her into the gorgeous marbled bathroom and put her down so he could strip down, then he reached in to turn on the shower and pushed her into it, wrapping his arms around her as his mouth took possession of hers for a long, heated minute. He withdrew his mouth from her and smiled as she clung weakly to him while he reached up and grabbed the shampoo and began to wash her hair. She loved when he did that and it evoked memories of that day in DC when theyd first been doused with acid and then ended up crossing every boundary, first in an uncontrolled, almost unavoidable collision, and then with absolute blood-stirring intent. But there was no awkwardness any more, just aching sensation and desire.
John whispered against her neck as he massaged her head as her body pressed against hisThat day in DC in the shower that second time thats when I knew I had lost all my control when it came to you Chase was minutes away Mason had all but caught us in the act and was just outside the door cleaning up the evidence of what wed been up to and I couldnt help myself as I took that washcloth and rubbed it between your legs
She felt a flood of wetness between her legs at his words and those memories the heat of his voice on her neck and the feel of his fingers on her scalp, and then she gasped in aroused surprise when she felt the fingers of his right hand suddenly move between her moist folds, though this time it was flesh against flesh no washcloth as intermediaryJohn she whispered against his chest
In the same move hed used in DC, in short order John had Natalie pinned against the shower wall and had claimed her body once again in a decisive stroke, her right leg held over his hip to allow access to draw them close together. They looked at each other with fire in their eyes, and John said softy, We have what may be one of the biggest beds in all of Italy, and I keep nailing you against the wall
Well get to the bed, John she whispered Then their mouths and bodies made love to each other, and when they climaxed together, there was one crucial difference from DC the sounds of completion were not held back but reverberated against the tile when they werent pulsing down each others throats.
Chapter 50
As Natalie was putting her make-up on in the bathroom she was struck by how intimate it felt to be getting ready to go out with John with him in the next room doing the same. They had certainly put their clothes back on after their de-briefing and lovemaking sessions theyd even showered together on several occasions. But getting dressed into fresh clothes to go out on a dinner date, knowing theyd come back to the same place to spend the night together to wake up together that they had never done. One more indication of how strange their situation was, yet their relationship felt increasingly right and had progressed so far on an emotional level, even if they hadnt yet experienced many traditional couple milestones.
John was wearing a navy suit with white dress shirt, sans tie, and he sat waiting for Natalie to come out of the bathroom. He realized he was genuinely excited about their dinner date, and that was a new feeling for him, or certainly one he hadnt experienced in a very long time. He had made reservations at a wonderfully cozy place, Ristorante La Giostra, which was a bit off the beaten path though quite close to Il Duomo. It was so low-key that it didnt even have a sign out front, but was well known by those who sought out good food in a relaxed atmosphere. They would be able to walk to and from dinner, enjoying the city and beautiful weather and pretend they didnt have to worry about keeping anyone safe, or trying to figure out the warped mind of Javier Lezama. The irony was not lost on him that the very thing hed most liked about his career that it kept him away from normal life was what he now found most constraining. Apparently, though he may be a bit of an old dog, he was capable of learning new tricks and at the hands of someone so unexpected at that.
He couldnt help the smile that took over his face and eyes when Natalie walked out. She looked young, sexy, vital perfect. His first thought was that it almost looked like she had on a very sexy set of lounging pajamas, and they struck the perfect note between dressy and casual/comfortable. They were midnight blue and the pants were a flowing palazzo style that were secured with a satin ribbon as a draw string. The matching top was a low-cut halter secured at the neck by satin ribbon shed tied into a bow. Finally, on her feet were matching satin mules with comfortable two-inch heels. Her hair was loose and tumbled around her shoulders, her eyes a bit smokier than usual but her make-up was still applied with a light hand, her lips a dewy pink. The necklace hed given her, plus diamond stud earrings were her only accessories.
John stood and walked over to her, pulling her into his arms for a hug as his hands rested on the silk that covered her lower back, enjoying the feel of it. You look beautiful, Natalie he whispered against her hair.
And you look very handsome
He kissed her lips softly for a second then pulled back. She grabbed her small evening purse and a navy pashmina, and then they were ready to go. As they walked hand-in-hand to the restaurant, they couldnt help the smiles that repeatedly passed between them. They were free. They were like any other couple walking around in that romantic city, out, in the open, not holed up in a hotel room. When they reached their destination John was relieved to find it was all he had hoped it would be, and the first word Natalie used to describe it was charming and it was.
John and Natalie settled into a quiet corner table, sitting at right angles to each other so it was easy to talk to just look at each other. Over the next two hours they shared a bottle of wine and wonderful food, but the main items on the menu were shared confidences, as they dug below the life basics they already knew about each other. John finally began to laugh at Roxie stories after first being horrified by them, and he was amazed at Natalies capacity for forgiveness. When she spoke of her biological family particularly her mother and sister he could tell she loved them very much and he was glad that had all worked out so well. And he found himself able to talk openly about the loss of his dad, and the shadow that had cast on his life for so long. They talked about school stories, friends, what led them to their chosen careers anything and everything. And in between theyd stop to kiss softly, making promises of what was to come.
With the last drop of wine drained from their glasses John gently brushed Natalies cheek and said, You look tired
She smiled at him and said No just relaxed but that doesnt mean Im not ready for the big bed
At her words and tone John experienced the increasingly familiar yet still surprising blend of feelings that only she had ever brought out in him an almost fierce tenderness and an equally potent desire which made him want to take her to that bed and hold her close, then press her into it with the weight of his body as he claimed hers until she cried out against him.
He settled the bill and they walked slowly back to the hotel, savoring the simple things the feeling of their fingers intertwined as they held hands the fact that their strides and pace naturally aligned the chance to talk about a whole range of things that were of little real consequence except for the wonderful fact that they added to the texture and depth of their relationship and their knowledge of each other. Along the way they enjoyed the sights and sounds of the quieting city, of course stopping occasionally to share a kiss because they could because they wanted to.
When John and Natalie reached the hotel they were completely relaxed. Absent was the sense of urgency that so often characterized their time together because they knew there was no need to rush. Theyd get to everything they wanted to say, do, feel, even if it took all night and into the morning and surely it would.
Their room was softly lit with a single small lamp burning on a table in the entryway and the city lights glowing through the windows and French doors. It created an almost dreamlike quality that slowed their respiration further and served to deepen the sense of intimacy that enveloped them. John gave Natalie a soft kiss on the temple then led her over to the doors which he opened so they could step onto their balcony. They stood side by side, their arms touching, as they looked out over the Arno, and Natalie tipped her head back and sighed in her deep contentment. John looked at her with an intense light burning in his eyes as he took in the graceful column of her throat exposed by her arched neck, tumbling her hair further down her back. He was enthralled b her by everything she did, it seemed but mostly by what she brought out in him. If he had helped unlock the needs and mysteries of her body for her, shed done that for his heart.
Natalie was aware of his eyes on her and she felt warmed by his attention. Her body constantly responded to him, but the depth of feeling she felt for him was the true revelation. She realized it was only because of the emotional connection she felt that she could so profoundly experience its physical manifestations. She turned to face him and her breath caught in her throat at the look in his eyes. She saw his love for her in them and her own flashed in response as her heart expanded in her chest.
John took Natalie in his arms, just looking at her as his hands softly caressed her back. I love you, Natalie. God knows I love you
I love you, too, John so much so much Her voice faltered a bit and she couldnt help the few tears that slid down her cheeks. Johns hands moved to cup her face, his thumbs rubbing those drops away, and he gently pressed his lips to hers, saying against them, Come to bed with me, Natalie let me love you
Not giving her a chance to answer, he bent to pick her up and she buried her head in his neck. He put her down when they got to the foot of the bed and they faced each other in the soft light, their eyes speaking volumes.
Natalie moved her hands to Johns jacket and began to push it off his shoulders then pulled it off him, briefly pressing against him as she did so. She tossed it towards the chair and in tacit agreement she continued to undress him while he tried to be patient as she did so. As she opened his belt buckle, button and zipper he kicked his shoes and socks off, and while their eyes remained locked she moved her hands to his hips, inside the waistband of his boxers, and pushed them down taking his pants along with them. When they were at his ankles he stepped out of them, and he was standing in front of her in his dress shirt and tank. Natalie felt her pulse start to race as she thought about what waited for her underneath its presence asserting itself since the front of his shirt was far from hanging straight. Swallowing hard Natalie stepped closer to John as she unbuttoned his shirt and when she got to the lowest one her hands grazed against his massive erection, drawing a sharp intake of breath from him and a small smile of satisfaction from her. When she pushed his shirt from him his hard, thick length was on full display and she had to fight the urge to again sink to her knees and take him in her mouth.
Johns heart was pounding now but he was going to hold on to his patience as long as he could and enjoy every minute of Natalie slowly undressing him. Their eyes were flames as she moved her hands to the hem of his tank and began to pull it up his body as he raised his arms to ease its journey. In order to get it over his head she had to stand on her toes and lean against him and when he felt the silk of her pants rub against his aching groin he could no longer be still. The moment she had his tank off, his arms were down so his hands could cup her backside and he could grab her against him. He felt her hot breath expel onto his neck when she gasped and she pulled back to look at him as her arms went around his shoulders. Their scrutiny lasted all of two seconds before their mouths collided in scorching open-mouthed hunger. John tugged on the ribbon at her neck and Natalies halter fell to her waist, baring her breasts and bringing them skin-to-skin, her hard nipples pressing into his muscular chest, the hair there teasing them to further arousal. They traded moans at this added sensation, deepening the hold of their mouths.
As amazing as the feel of her pants sliding against him was, it was the hot silk of Natalies skin that John craved on him, so through the thick haze of passion he found the capacity to move his hands to the satin drawstring of her pants and he felt her shiver of anticipation go from her and through him. A firm pull opened the ribbon and her pants immediately pooled in a silken puddle around her feet. He moved his hands down expecting to make contact with an additional scrap of silk or lace that needed to be removed and his blood stirred when he felt the satin of her skin instead. He groaned at the feel of it and the knowledge shed foregone her panties this night, and the touch of his hands drew an equivalent noise from her a sound that spurred John to action. He needed her. He surrendered her mouth and his eyes swept over her face as he pushed her top down over her hips and it joined her pants at her feet. She stepped out of both and then they were completely naked physically and emotionally since their eyes were revealing everything they were to and felt for each other.
Natalie turned and climbed onto the bed, stretching out and reclining against the almost decadent array of pillows piled against the headboard. John stopped for a moment to look at her she practically glowed in the almost-nonexistent light, her pale skin a match to the creamy linens. He grew even harder under her hungry eyes, which were offering a clear invitation for him to join her an invitation reinforced by the fact that her legs were slightly bent slightly open. Suddenly he wanted nothing more than to push those legs wide, opening her making her his for the taking. He crawled onto the bed and as he approached her Natalie instinctively spread her legs wider in anticipation of the width of his hips. He came to a stop when he was kneeling in the V she had made for him, his manhood almost touching the flesh he could see was already slick with her desire.
Natalies eyes flickered closed for a moment, then she opened them and said in a soft plea, John
Exerting a final ounce of control John braced himself with a hand on either side of her head and he leaned to kiss her tenderly, and then he removed his mouth from hers, shifted his weight to his left hand and used his right to take hold of himself so he could position his engorged tip at her opening. He slowly eased into her waiting heat as her head rolled back into the pillows, offering her neck to him another invitation he gladly took advantage of, banding his arms around her as his open mouth and tongue moved over her neck as he began to move inside her.
Natalie loved the way he filled her possessed her took such ownership of her body, all to deliver her such pleasure. She moved her hands to his face to pull him off her neck so she could look at him, her eyes glittering like sapphires in her desire her love. She drew his mouth to hers as they continued the languorous movement of their hips, their tongues mating in a similar rhythm. This night was not about rushing headlong into a devastating climax. They needed to fully experience every moment, every sensation, elongating everything from the sounds easing from their throats, to the journey of their hands over each others bodies, to the slow but sure journey to a state of temporarily quenched desire.
Over what seemed like endless minutes they savored the slide of skin against skin, the way her tight wet walls sheathed him, transferring their heat to his stroking steel, the friction of whose pressing and retreating presence only served to increase that heat. Their hands caressed each other, their mouths meshing then separating to explore other parts of each other that were within reach. And they took advantage of the large bed, rolling around on it, trading off the dominant and subordinate positions. Feeling they had all the time in the world, it was as if their bodies were wandering aimlessly but deliciously through a terrain of aching pleasure, savoring the journey not reaching too quickly for the shattering destination they knew theyd eventually crave. The room was filled with soft moans, whimpers, and heated words their eyes would open and meet, then drift closed again as sensation both took them away and further bonded them. They were both trembling as the constant motion of his hardness in her increasingly tender depths caused her wet flesh to quiver his manhood to throb even as it became harder.
John wanted to go on like this forever, yet he knew their bodies needed release. He rolled Natalie on top of him and brought his left hand under her hair at the back of her head so he could again claim her mouth, while he brought his right hand to the small of her back. Then he used that hand and the deliberate movement of his tongue to help them find a pace and rhythm that had more purpose that would bring them where they needed. The quivering and throbbing of their bodies grew more intense, and when their mouths parted again Natalie sat up straight on John, rooting him as deep within her as she could while her hips continued to undulate in the tempo he had set for them. She felt like every nerve ending was trembling, but softly, deliciously, like a gentle caress. John moved his hands to rest on her hips as they looked at each other through almost delirious eyes.
Natalie couldnt remember being so aware of his presence and how it reshaped her body. She moved her hands to her flat tummy and her voice held a soft moan as she whispered, God John, I swear I can feel you herein my belly coming through my skinso hot so hard
John almost came at the sight of her and he knew she had no idea how profoundly sexual and erotic she looked at that moment as she rode him, her body aquiver, her hair a well-handled mass that tumbled around in all directions, her hands moving of their own volition on her taut stomach in a sensual caress, while the soft light made her look like a glowing goddess.
Not even conscious of his desire before he spoke, John rasped, Natalie touch yourself while Im inside you help me make you cum
Natalies hands stilled for a moment at his request, a now-rare moment of shyness asserting itself at this next boundary shed cross with him since shed never touched herself in front of anyone before.
Sweetheart, dont be shy dont be embarrassed I promise youll like it Ill help you
He moved his right hand to her left and moved it down between their bodies, between her legs where she rested on his pelvic bone, and onto the engorged bud of her clit. He exerted the perfect amount of pressure on her hand and she moaned at the exquisite feel, and then he began to move his hand over hers so she could massage this most sensitive part of her. Her head fell back sharply as a deep moan left her and she gasped, Oh God John
The temperature jumped in the room as so many new sensations poured over them. Their fingers joined and moving against her moist flesh as their grinding bodies increased the intensity of their hands John now remaining completely embedded within her as her walls began to contract sharply as his balls tightened and he became so engorged he was sure he would split her if his skin didnt split first. Her head was rolling back and forth, completely at the mercy of their bodies movement, as an endless groaning moan poured from her, truncated only by her occasional whimpers or gasps.
God Natalie thats it sweetheart let go let go
She was coming undone as he plumbed her insides so deeply that alone an incredible sensation that was made all the more so by the joint movement of their hands between her legs. And the sound of his voice that voice telling her to let go
He was dying now, and he could see she was all but incoherent with arousal, and the feeling of their hands and bodies so intimately entwined while her fluids bathed them thickened his blood and seared the image in his brain. He reached his left hand up to knead her right breast, which like its mate was swaying, and when he squeezed her nipple he felt her jerk against him as her walls convulsed in a seizing, punishing grip. She screamed, John and stopped all motion while her heart ceased, then, when it restarted, she again began to move her hips and fingers in the instinctive need to draw out her orgasm which was causing her entire body to quake. John felt his scalp start to tingle and in sudden desperation he moved his hands to her hips and rammed her onto him, bright lights flashing inside his eyelids as he exploded deep within her womb, his guttural moan attempting to shout her name, but he was incapable of the requisite control.
Natalie collapsed forward onto John feeling as if every bone in her body had liquefied while every muscle converted to shaky rubber. Johns strong arms closed around her as they quaked together, panting against each others necks. They were lightheaded and completely and utterly spent, and the slid into exhausted sleep
