More Than A Four Letter Word (23 page)

"I’ll see what I can do Daddy." Clarissa put
the phone down gently.

"Clarissa is everything okay?"

"Yes, everything is perfect. My father just
called to harass me about grandchildren."

"You just lost me."

Clarissa got up from the kitchen table and
put her arms around Julian's waist as she walked him to the front
door. "My father has been harassing me to give him grandchildren
since I was twenty years old."

"Well if you marry me, you could give your
parents a grandchild instantaneously."

"That isn't funny Julian. Marriage is too
serious an issue to joke about."

Julian wrapped his arms around Clarissa and
kissed her gently on the lips. "Who's joking Clarissa?

"You want me to marry you!"

"This isn't the first time we've talked about
marriage. I don't want to scare you off, but I also don't want you
to be disillusioned about our relationship. I'm too old to play
games with the woman in my life."

"I thought you were going to move me into
your house first."

You can move in whenever you're ready. "Don't
worry I'll give you a little time to get used to the idea of
marrying me. Good-bye sweetheart, I see you at two."

"I'll be waiting."

***

Chapter 17

Clarissa decided to wear a classic black DKNY
pantsuit to Micah's recital. It's more than casual without giving
her the appearance of being overdressed. She grabbed her purse and
headed for the lobby. She rubbed her stomach as if she could
elevate the tension she felt. She's a successful woman, secure in
her relationship with Julian, but thoughts of meeting Julian's aunt
and uncle filled her with dread.

She stepped out of the elevator to see Julian
standing there waiting for her with his family. Micah saw her first
and ran towards her hurdling himself in her arms. "Hi sweetie!" She
hugged him, and he practically drags her across the room.

"Rissa I want you to meet my Nonna Reva and
my Grandpa Charles."

Before Clarissa could open her mouth, Julian
swooped in a stole a kiss. "Hey baby!"

"Clarissa it's my pleasure to introduce my
family Reva and Charles Desmond."

"It's a pleasure to meet you both." She stuck
out her hand, and she was engulfed in a three-way hug by Julian's
aunt and uncle. They were certainly affectionate people.

Reva entwined her arm with Clarissa's and
walked her to Julian's SUV. "Oh my goodness! Julian she's lovely.
Clarissa it's delightful to meet you, Micah has talked non-stop
about all of your accomplishments."

Clarissa smiled down at Micah who grabbed her
other hand. "He's extremely biased; I'm the only person he knows
who creates video games."

"Don't forget the chocolate chip cookies."
Micah released Clarissa's hand and ran ahead to the vehicle.

Reva watched the expression on Clarissa's
face as she watched Micah skip ahead of the group. "He's a good
boy."

Clarissa turned to face Reva. "He's my little
sweetheart." She looked back at Julian. "His dad isn't so terrible
either.

Julian knew his aunt and uncle would love
Clarissa. She's a loveable woman, and she's all his. "I can hear
you." He watched as Clarissa and Aunt Reva climbed into the middle
seat, laughing and huddling together as if they were old
friends

Charles slapped Julian on the back. "Well
son, looks as if you got yourself a keeper."

Julian couldn't contain his smile. "I've got
her on the hook, now all I have to do is get her into the net."

***

Micah's recital was held at the Art Institute
of Chicago on Michigan Ave. Clarissa had never been to a recital,
and she didn't quite know what to expect. Clarissa looked around
the auditorium and made polite conversation with a couple that
addressed her and Julian. "Where did your aunt and uncle go?"

"Well it's been a long time since they've
been to the museum and they went to look around."

Clarissa became agitated. "When does the
recital start? If Reva and Charles don't hurry back, they'll miss
Micah's performance."

"You are such a newbie."

"What does that mean?"

Julian is amused by Clarissa's eagerness.
It's obvious that she has never been to a recital before or she
wouldn't be so anxious for it to start. "These recitals are almost
always ten to fifteen minutes late starting."

"I think I'm more nervous than Micah."

"This is Micah's third recital, he an old pro
now. If we're lucky, we might get out of here before seven
o'clock."

"Julian, you don't fool me, you're just as
excited as the other parents are about the recital."

"The only reason I'm here is to support my
child; it's all the acts I have to sit through until my child
appears that has me worried."

Clarissa punched Julian in the arm. "Some of
the other parents may feel that way about Micah you know."

Julian put his arm around Clarissa's
shoulders and pulled her closer to his body. "My child is an
accomplished pianist as you will soon find out."

Clarissa rested her head on Julian shoulder.
"It doesn't matter how good or awful the performances are today.
I'm just happy to be here with you."

Julian lowered his head and planted a brief
kiss on Clarissa's full lips. "Thank you for coming into my
life."

***

Micah's turn finally arrived two hours later.
Reva and Charles didn't miss his performance; Clarissa has a new
appreciation for parents. As Micah played the piano, she becomes
immersed in his rendition of Debussy's Clair de Lune. She clinched
Julian's hand. "Oh my god!" She whispered to Julian. "You never
told me that Micah is a prodigy."

Julian grabbed her hand, placing it in his
lap. "He's only been playing for two years. The conductor of the
Chicago Philharmonic contacted me earlier this year wanting to
spotlight Micah for their winter programming."

"What did you say?"

"I told him no."

Clarissa didn't understand Julian's
reluctance to spotlight Micah. "Why?"

"Baby, Micah is ten years old he loves to
play the piano, but the music is not his first love. He's a child
that excels at almost everything he does. If I let that conductor
get hold of him, how long do you think it would take for the
pressure of maintaining the prodigy status would break him? Micah
could have a brilliant career as a pianist, but only if that's what
he wants."

Clarissa has a feeling that there's more to
the story than Julian is telling her. "Did your parents try to turn
you into a child prodigy?"

Julian raised Clarissa's hand to his lips.
"You are remarkably astute. My father died when I was a baby. I was
maybe four or five when my mother noticed my affinity for the
piano. For a while, I loved the attention, but as I got older, I
lost interest in playing the piano. I became more interested in
sports and electronics. My mother bless her heart never got over
the fact that I wouldn't become the next Mozart. That was her
dreams not mine, just as Micah has his own dreams."

"I think that a man who plays an instrument
is sexy. Do you still play?"

Julian smiled like a pirate finding treasure.
"I could be persuaded to play if the price is right."

"You have yourself a deal."

***

Clarissa had a good time with Julian's family
today. After Micah's recital, they went to the Cheesecake Factory
and had dinner. She was regaled with stories of childhood and his
wayward boy teenage years. She loved the fact Julian's alpha male;
bad boy persona didn't keep him from showing his obvious love for
his family.

It was late in the evening when Julian
dropped her off with her promise to Reva that she would have dinner
with them tomorrow night. She took a long soak in the reliving the
day with Julian and his family. She could imagine herself as
Julian's wife and Micah's mother. It was after ten o’clock at
night, and Clarissa was getting prepared for bed when her cell
phone rang. Lord, she hoped nothing was wrong; no one would be
calling at this time of night unless something was wrong.
“Hello.”

“
Hey baby, put your phone on
speaker.”

Hearing Julian’s deep raspy made her stomach
flutter. She put her phone on the speaker and sat down on her bed.
“Julian what are you doing calling me this time of the night, both
of us have to go to work tomorrow?”

“
Oh I know since I couldn’t
be there with you, I thought I'd call you for some hot phone
sex.”

Clarissa is at a loss for words. No man has
ever called her for phone sex before. Is he serious? “Really?”

“
What's the matter? You mean
that you’ve never received a sexy call from a man who finds you
utterly irresistible.”

“
N-no! Obviously, my sexual
education is lacking. So what do I do first?” Clarissa stretched
out on the bed waiting excitedly for instructions.

“
Well these types of
discussions start off with what you’re wearing, but, let me just
cut to the chase I’m sitting in my room naked jerking my thick
erection wishing you were here with me begging to taste me
again.”

“
Oh shit!” Clarissa’s mouth
watered at the thought of taking Julian’s thick cock into her
mouth, she shed her clothes and rubbed her nipples knowing that
nothing she did would satisfy her tonight.

“
Clarissa, you
there?”

“
Damn it Julian this phone
sex thing is nothing short of frustrating! Clarissa's fingers moved
away from her nipples to slide across her beaded clit in search of
relief.

“
Baby hold up, what are you
doing now?”

“
I’m lying here trying to
get off all because you called to tease with images of your thick
cock.” Clarissa is close to orgasm, but her fingers weren’t enough.
She jumped off the bed and rummaged through her drawers looking for
a vibrator.

“
Clarissa!”

She ignored Julian and flopped back down on
the bed putting her vibrator to work; yes, this is more like it.
She feels herself getting closer when Julian’s shouting in the
background interrupted her. “Damn Julian pipe down I’m really close
to coming!”

Julian stared at the phone in disbelief, did
she seriously think he's going to sit there in silence as she gets
herself off without him no less. He gets out of the chair, not
bothering with underwear, jerks on his jeans and T-shirt. Julian
grabbed his car keys, informed his aunt and uncle that he was
leaving for Clarissa’s condominium. Calling her for phone sex is
the mother and father or all bad ideas. He cannot be satisfied
until he has his cock buried deep inside her.

Clarissa glided the vibrator over her clit
until she shot off like a rocket, and she lays there still
unfulfilled. The events of the evening made her feel lethargic. All
she wanted to do now is sleep.

***

Clarissa is awakened by the door buzzer it's
almost eleven o'clock. Who could be ringing her buzzer? The
security guard must be doing his rounds, or maybe another tenant is
locked out.

She put on a robe and hurried to the door,
she is both sleep and sex deprived, and she didn’t appreciate the
interruption. She goes to the door to shut off the intercom before
it goes off again. “Yes.”

“
Clarissa it’s me buzz the
door and let me up, the security guard isn't at the front
desk.”

“
Julian, why are you
here?”

“
You already know the answer
to that question. Now buzz me in!”

Clarissa buzzed him in and waited by the
door, she heard him walking in the hallway a few minutes later. She
opened the door before he could knock. Julian’s dark hair is
disheveled, and his dark hypnotic gaze left no room for doubt that
the phone sex left him frustrated too. “Julian what are you doing
here? Did you come to tease me some more?”

Julian pushed Clarissa back into the
condominium and locked the door behind them. “No baby I came to
give you what you need, what we both need.” He picked her up and
carried her back to her bedroom; the sight of the vibrator on the
bed nearly makes him come unglued. Julian places Clarissa on her
feet and snatches the robe from her body before pushing her down
onto the bed.

“
Julian what’s wrong with
you?”

“
Lay back and spread your
legs!”

Clarissa sees the raw desire in Julian’s dark
gaze, which reignites the lust inside her. She opens her legs and
dips her fingers inside her heat. She enjoys watching the beast in
him take over. “Is this what you drove all the way over here for?”
Being in front of Julian like this brings out the wanton inside
her. Before she could taste her fingers, he grabs her hand, taking
her fingers into his mouth.

He thoroughly licks her fingers, before
releasing her hand and watching it fall to her side. “Now that
alone is worth the trip. Sitting on the other end of a telephone
line listening to my woman come at her own hand is frustrating as
hell. So from now on you’re not allowed to have an orgasm unless
I’m there to see, do you understand.”

“
If you feel that strongly
about it, I wouldn’t dare disagree with you,” she said meekly.
Clarissa spread her legs as far as they would go giving him a good
look at her vagina beckoning him to make love to her. “I’m all
yours what are you going to do to me?”

Julian takes three condoms out of his jeans
pocket, placing them on the nightstand before shucking them off. He
damn near ripped his T-shirt when he jerked it over his head
dropping it carelessly onto the floor. He stands before her naked
and ready to stake his claim. If Clarissa didn’t already know she
belonged to him, she would by the time he's done with her. “Now
who’s being a tease?” He moves between her legs, buried his face in
her vagina, and shows her what oral pleasure is all about.