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“Surely it must.” I chide and his is cock now grinding into my clit while he is pressing soft kisses against my lips.

“Please,” I beg half-crazed with building lust.

“Please what my little storm?”

“Please fuck me,” I whisper before swiping my tongue past his lips.

“What are you supposed to say?” He mumbles as the tip of his cock pushes just passed my entrance and then stops. This mother fucker.

“Please, fuck me, sir.” And so help me he does and I enjoy every disgusting second of it.

CHAPTER12

REX

Iwalk into the temporary east Tennessee campaign office conveniently located half an hour from the Manor; and therefore, half an hour from Winter, and I’m greeted with a flurry of activity.

Volunteers running the phones and my staff are hustling around the room. It’s organized chaos.

I walk over to where Tori stands talking to Steven Holland, the head of my campaign security. They stop talking when I walk over and Steven nods his greeting before he gets on his radio to ask about a security check as walks off to the back of the building.

“You’re here early. Things are crazy in here today, but in a good way. The latest polls came out and you’re ahead twenty-eight points. We’ve gained four points.” Tori hands me a bottle of water and follows me to my office. Her heels clicking against the tile.

“What about Sheldon County? Any movement in our direction?” I really need Sheldon County on board to sweep the eastern portion of the state. Last time it was an easy victory, this time around is proving to be a bit harder, but I also have a stronger competitor.

“No, not yet. It seems we need to campaign harder there. Hewitt has a firm grip on that county since it is so close to her hometown.”

Of course, she does. I’m used to fighting to get what I want, so this won’t be anything new. I pull my jacket off and hang it from one of the hooks on the coat rack by the door before making my way to my desk. I spin my chair around to face the window and have a seat. The morning sun shines across the small patch of lawn behind our rented space and I wonder what Winter is doing right now. Has she fucked someone since I saw her last? That thought pisses me off and I have to push it from my mind. If she has, it won’t matter. For now, that is her job. I can’t be mad at her for doing what she needs to do in order to make a living. It’s a thought that doesn’t stray far from my mind since I last saw her. I have many other thoughts about her as well. Visions of her laying on red silk sheets assault me and I can’t seem to stop myself from pulling my phone from my pocket, entering my pin, and pulling up her photo from a folder where I have it hidden.There you are.My distraction. Pale hair draped over her shoulder and a smile that could ruin my life. I sigh and tuck my phone back into my pocket.She’s already ruining my life.She’s definitely ruining my focus. This election is a crucial step for my future. I need to be focused and she is a massive distraction. I have to win this term as Governor and then I can make a run for the White House. I spin my chair around toward my desk and straighten my notepad and ink pen.

“We’ll need to work on that. Maybe we should devote an extra day or two to the community.” I straighten the edges of a stack of papers until they are all in a perfect line.

Tori eyes me from her position by the door. I try to ignore the questioning look in her eyes.

“What is going on with you? You’re off.”

That’s the problem with her. She knows me too well. No one else would notice

“Nothing.” I hedge as I grab my planner and randomly flip through it to give myself something to do.

“I know when something is off with you. Don’t try to lie to me. Tell me what it is so we can fix it before it becomes an issue.”

I sigh because really, this is something I need for myself and my cock isn’t and shouldn’t be Tori’s concern again. “I’m fine, Tor.”

“You don’t think I haven’t noticed your urge for straightening things lately?”

“I’m fine Tori.” The muscle in my jaw ticks. I’m becoming more flustered by this conversation by the second and I hate the fact that Tori knows me well enough that she can see that as well.

“Fine. I’ll drop it but you know I am your friend. I won’t judge.” I know she won’t judge, but talking with her about these urges and feelings that I have for Winter seems like a violation of Winter’s privacy. I don’t want or need Tori’s opinion on where I stick my cock. Speaking of, I look at my watch. It’s almost time.

The intercom on the phone on my desk beeps and I press the button.

“Yes,” I answer. Hoping it’s the very guest that I came in to meet with so early.

“Governor Dean. Um, there are some gentlemen here that say they have a meeting with you. Steven is having a fit because they refuse to go through the security checkpoint.

I look to Tori; her brows are bunched in confusion. “What meeting? I didn’t have anything down for you this morning.”

I release the intercom button before replying. “I know. I set this one up.” I press the intercom button again, “No need for security to check them. Send them in.” When I called Knox Bane and scheduled this meeting, I hadn’t considered he would bring company. But that’s okay. I can handle it as long as I come out with what I want in the end.

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