Page 15 of Claiming Kenna
“Fine but we go to school separately and go home separately. No one can ever know about us,”
“Scouts honor.” He said and held up two fingers. I burst into fits of laughter because that looked too ridiculous for Cullen.
“Don’t worry, I enjoy you being my dirty little secret for now.” He whispered into my ear and then planted his lips firmly on mine.
“We need to go, our time will be up soon,” I grumbled.
“Don’t look so depressed about the fact you are staying with me Kenna.”
I was angry at myself. I thought I was a strong independent woman that didn’t need a man until I met Cullen. This would never work long term between us though. Even if I wanted it to and the thought of getting to know Cullen more excited me beyond anything. I would give Cullen until Christmas. I would spend every minute I could with Cullen and let myself be happy and then just before Christmas things will need to be ended between us. Our worlds don’t fit together. I couldn’t imagine Cullen coming to a family dinner in the rough streets of California where my mum would be heating up a microwave tv dinner for us to share. The jealous side of me also kept in mind that mum and Cullen were closer in age and he may find her more relatable than a little girl like me. I blinked back my tears and pulled my trench coat over my lingerie. Cullen was doing up the last of his buttons too and gave me an odd look. I hoped like hell he couldn’t read my mind.
“Shall I meet you outside?” Tentatively asking because a thrill of excitement was bursting through my seams of unease. I was going to enter more into Cullens world. I would be able to tell alot about him by the mood and decor in his house, I humored myself.
“Yes I will drive round the front of the club and wait for you,” he said, giving me a sly grin and holding a spark in his eyes. He was enjoying this just as much as me. The feeling of loss and grief can be pushed away for a while longer. I left the room and met Crystal in the main club area. I had to skim my way past a topless woman in a see through pair of black stockings grinding on a larger bellied man with a full tuxedo on. I gave a quick once over his face and thought he could almost pass as Santa Claus with his thick white beard and full head of white hair. For all I knew he could pose as Santa Claus during the day at the local mall and hand presents to kids. But it wasn’t for me to judge. I approached Crystals’ table and she stood up from her booth pulling me into a hug.
“Feels like we haven't talked in ages. You have taken to this job like a fish does to water my girl!” She voiced loudly over the music.
“Yeah it has been fun and an eye opener,” I settled on humor to avoid any deep and meaningful topics.
“Are you going to work the club tonight or it is still early enough to go on a date? We can sort it out for you,” she announced.
“Nah, an hour in the room is all I can handle. I am exhausted.” I felt ashamed because Crystal had gotten me the job and I could be working a lot more than what I do. I know she had taken a chance on me. I am going to have to make a call with what I am going to do with this job because I had a sinking feeling Cullen won’t want me moonlighting here but once we go our separate ways I am still going to need the money coming in.
“I will see you later,” I gave Crystal a hug and waved as I walked out of the club.
I walked up the steps and through the frosted glass doors. Peering around while I waited for Cullens car to pull up and tugged the long coat around me tighter trying to keep the icy breeze off my near naked body. The streets were busy with taxis, buses flying through the bus lanes and some various high end cars from people that can afford to drive around New York City. A minute passed and then a shiny, sleek onyx black Mercedes Benz pulled up alongside the curb outside the club. Cullen stepped out, came around the front of the car and opened the passenger door for me.
“Nice to see chivalry isn’t dead,” I murmured and he smacked my arse and laughed as I slipped down into the cream leather seat. I shuffled in my seat trying to find a painless position to sit in since my rear was red raw but Cullen pulled away from the curb once he was seated and a child-like expression was rooted on his face.
He zipped and weaved through the heavy New York traffic and I gazed out the window admiring the fresh snowfall and heavily decorated shops that were covered in reds, golds and green hues. My life had changed so much in such a short time but I was going to ride this high and enjoy every moment. I went from thinking I was asexual to now wondering if vanilla is even a flavor that could satisfy me in the future. Vanilla was boring and the fine line between pain and pleasure was so addictive that I don’t think my next boyfriend will ever be able to do the things Cullen does to me. He would be able to make me near come but just saying my name and giving me the lust filled look I have grown to crave. I looked over to Cullen's face, admiring his profile in the dark car. The thought of having another man spanking me that wasn’t Cullen seemed inconsolable. I grabbed his spare hand and pulled it over to me and rested it on my thigh. I hoped I would be strong enough to leave him before Christmas.
Cullenzippeddownintoan underground parking building that automatically became well lit when we drove in. We pulled into a narrow car park that had a blue and white reserved sign at the front. I glanced around taking in all the expensive cars.
“I didn’t realize teachers earn so much money,” I muttered. Cullen chuckled beside me and gave me a lopsided smirk with intense eyes.
“Teachers don’t. Psychologists do though and I enjoy investing,”
“Why did you start teaching?”
“Just for something different and they needed a fill in at the university. Now can we go inside and talk somewhere it is more comfortable,” he said, giving my thigh a slight squeeze.
Cullen led me through the car park and to the elevator entrance. It felt a few degrees lower in temperature down in this concrete jungle and my trench coat covering my racy lingerie wasn’t holding in any warmth and was a harsh yet sultry reminder of what I had been doing in recents times. We stepped into the elevator and the doors sealed firmly shut. The elevator was perfectly polished and it had become clear that Cullens apartment was going to be very different from my studio apartment. Cullen laced his fingers with mine and glanced at me through my reflection in the polished stainless steel elevator doors. I stared back at Cullens reflection and liked how we looked together. We looked like a normal couple. The portrait rippled and broke as the doors pinged open and a modern penthouse came into view.
Cullen tugged at my hand and led me into the main living area off the elevator doors which consisted of a living room with navy blue and dark metal grey color tones on the walls. Dark black leather lounge suite with a large flat screen TV off to one wall on the opposite side and huge stacker glass doors beside the television that opened onto a concrete and terracotta tiled balcony with chrome palisade. I spun in a half circle and fixated on the immaculate kitchen to one side that held the same darker colors but it held copper appliances for the decor.
“Your home is impressive,” I mumbled.
“I am glad you like it but sometimes I think it could do with some feminine touches,” he murmured, coming up behind me and pulling me against him so my back was pressed firmly against his firm chest. I let myself relax into his embrace but I held on to an edge of panic knowing he knows nothing about me. He won't want me adding any touches to his beautiful home when he realizes I was raised by a criminal that now serves time in prison and my mum and step brother lived off food grants and cheap liquor in a run down state house. Cullen could get anyone he wanted and I was trash.
“What’s on your mind Kenna? You are very quiet,” he quipped.
“I am perfectly ok,” I insisted. While pushing the heavy emotions away, I turned in Cullens arms and wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him into a long kiss. He pulled away from me and tugged on my bottom lip with his teeth and held that spark in his eyes that could melt me where I stood.
“Let’s go for a hot bath,” he breathed.
“That sounds like a great idea. I didn’t plan for this though and have no clothes to wear afterwards. Maybe I should pop home and grab some things?” I suggested.
“As if you are going anywhere. I have only just got you here. You can wear one of my shirts to sleep in if you wish and I will get some clothes delivered?”