Órion Fantone
We slept on the living room rug, Abigail resting her head on my chest, and I pulled the blanket I had brought to wrap around her bare body before kissing her forehead. Smiling, I remembered last night, how amazing it had been to make love to her. Even though those new feelings stirring in my chest were confusing me, after that night, I was sure it wasn’t just an obsession, and that even if I wanted to run away from this passion, I couldn’t. Golden curls changed everything, showing me that my heart could beat again and that I was still worthy of love, of being loved, and of loving someone. She shifted on my chest and smiled with her eyes closed, so small and beautiful, a true angel in my arms.
“Hmm, what time is it?” She opened her eyes, trying to get off my chest, but I stopped her.
“Does it matter? Your commitment is exclusively to me, Miss Abigail.”
“Your excellency is very bossy,” she joked. I kissed her lips before resting our foreheads together and looking into her eyes, feeling a chill in my stomach; she was my imbalance, the escape I had dreamed of from all my problems. Next to her, nothing else mattered.
“Are you hungry?” Abigail brought her hand to my member and squeezed.
“I’m hungry for you.” I raised my eyebrows and laughed out loud.
“Does it hurt?” She shook her head and made a motion with her hand going up and down on my cock. I closed my eyes, getting hard. “Golden curls…” “I want more, Orion, I’m burning up.”
“Your wish is my command, we still have another condom.”
“Then what are you waiting for?”
Smiling, I pulled one of the condoms from a small side table where I had left it, tore the package with my teeth before taking the condom out, slid it onto my member, and looked at golden curls, who was watching everything attentively.
“Come, I want you to sit on it and ride me.”
Abigail did as I asked, positioning herself on top of me. I ran my cock along the entrance of her pussy, noticing how wet she already was. She settled in, lowering herself onto my cock. I groaned loudly, throwing my head back. Her ample breasts bounced as she moved up and down without stopping. Her movements were intense, and seeing her like that drove me completely crazy.
“Ah... governor, this feels so good.”
“That’s it, keep going.”
She did, increasing the pace even more, and it wasn’t long before we both reached orgasm. She collapsed onto my body; we were sweaty, and I could feel my heart racing. I moved her hair away from her face, kissing her forehead. I could spend the rest of my life like this, beside Abigail, sharing our desires. After our morning sex, we had breakfast and spent the whole day by the pool and in the chalet’s garden. I didn’t want to leave, but by late afternoon, the fairy tale ended, and we both had to return to reality. When I arrived at my mansion, I ran into my assistant; Katharina was already holding my weekly schedule. While she talked about the events I would have to attend, I floated in my thoughts, remembering the unforgettable moments I had spent with my woman... My woman—I smiled involuntarily.
“Why are you laughing?” I looked at my assistant; she closed the schedule and raised an eyebrow at me.
“I’m happy, can’t I be?” We were sitting on the office sofa; I was wearing a white T-shirt and gray sweatpants.
“Orion, I need to be honest with you. I’m glad you got what you wanted, but now it’s time to put an end to these meetings, this romance.” She stood up from the sofa, pacing back and forth. “Imagine the scandal if they find out? I’m not just talking about your career but also about the girl; she could lose her scholarship.”
I took a deep breath and ran my hand through my hair, messing it up completely. I had told myself that after just one time making love, those feelings would fade, but everything intensified. I wanted more; I was already missing Abigail terribly and worried about how this story would end.
“I know all that, Katharina.” I stood up from the sofa, putting my hands in my pockets while staring at her. “But I can’t stay away from her. I’ll keep it discreet; no one will know about us.”
“I hope you know what you’re doing, Orion.” She placed her hand on my shoulder. “I’ve never seen you like this—so alive and happy—not even when your wife was alive.”
“Mary was a great woman, but I never truly loved her. We married too early because of the pregnancy, but I don’t regret it; she loved me very much and gave me my most precious gift, Melissa.”
“Speaking of her, in all the talks we had, the girl made it very clear how much she hates Abigail.” I laughed, walking to my desk. On it was a bottle of whiskey; I grabbed it, opened it, poured some into a glass, and took a sip.
“My daughter hates everyone; that’s no news.”
“We need her for the upcoming debates; no one can know about your failure as a father.” I looked at her with a stern face; she immediately understood what I meant. “Sorry, that was harsh. No one needs to know you two don’t get along well.”
“Just leave, Katharina. Our meeting is over for today.”
“As you wish, governor.” She took a few steps, leaving my office and leaving me alone.
I grabbed my phone from the desk, unlocking it. I was eager to send Abigail a message to ask if she was okay, if she wasn’t sore, or if she needed anything—maybe just an excuse to hear her voice. I pressed the call button, and it didn’t take long for her to finally answer.
“Already missing me, your excellency?” she joked, making me smile.
“I’m dying to see you; I shouldn’t have let you leave that chalet.”
“Would you have kept me hostage?”
“Hostage in my arms.”
I took a few steps with the phone to my ear, went to the sofa, and sat down, taking another sip of the whiskey I held in my left hand.
“We could run away there, live far from everything and everyone.”
“No commitments, just the two of us, in the middle of nowhere.”
“Too bad we can’t do that, but I promise tomorrow I’ll give you a beautiful surprise.”
“Surprise? What are you up to, golden curls?”
“You’ll like it; now I have to hang up. Have a great night, governor.”
I ended the call, drinking the rest of the warm liquid in the glass. I was living a forbidden, silly, passionate romance; I felt like I was falling ill, enchanted by my first love. The next day, I got ready early to go to the office, and when I arrived, I was bombarded with documents and contracts to sign. I tried to read them but found myself frozen, thinking about my woman. Abigail was like a beautiful drug that left me in ecstasy.
“Sir, someone is here to see you,” my head of security said, opening the door to my office—probably another politician wanting to annoy me.
“Tell them I’m busy,” I said without looking away from the contracts.
“Are you sure? I’m sure you’ll like who it is.” I threw the papers on the desk, took off my glasses, looked toward the door, and when I saw my woman walk through it, my heart almost jumped out of my chest.
“Abigail, what are you doing here?” I asked, worried; no one could see her next to me.
The head of security left, closing the door as she thanked him. She walked slowly toward me, holding some papers.
“I’m doing a college assignment and need to interview the governor, learn about your proposals.” I stood from the chair, smiling. “Your assistant didn’t like the idea much but gave in knowing these things look good to young voters.”
I approached and pulled her body to mine, kissing her lips. It had been a short time since we had been apart, but I was dying with longing; I pulled away only to look into her eyes.
“Surprise.” She pulled the ribbon of her dress, revealing beautiful black lingerie; her tiny panties barely covered her pussy, and her bra was made of thin fabric that clearly outlined her nipples.
“You’re going to kill me, golden curls.”
“We need to be quick; your assistant gave me only twenty minutes.”
I picked her up, carrying her to my desk and threw half the things on it onto the floor. I was already hard, crazy for my woman. With one hand, I pulled her panties off, taking them off her body and putting them in my pants pocket; I’d keep them to remember that afternoon.
“This one stays with me,” I whispered in her ear before pulling down the zipper of my pants. Burning inside, I positioned my hard member at her entrance and slid in all at once, closing my eyes, delirious with pleasure.
“Ah... deeper,” she whispered in my ear. I brought my right hand to her mouth, muffling her moans; I knew my head of security was at the door to make sure no one entered.
I kept moving, feeling every part of her body. My cock throbbed inside her; we were one flesh, and I couldn’t even think straight, so crazy with desire and pleasure that I forgot about the condom. Abigail trembled as she reached orgasm, and I came right after, spilling inside her and filling my woman.
“Shit, I forgot the condom.” I looked down, seeing my cum trickle down her thighs.
“Orion, what now? I...” I saw panic in her eyes; I wasn’t an irresponsible man—I never had sex without a condom—but I lost control when I saw her so beautiful in my office.
“Calm down, I’m clean, and you, until yesterday, were a virgin. We’re free of diseases, and as for pregnancy, I’ll have the head of security buy the morning-after pill for you.”
“Okay, I trust you.” More relaxed, she smiled. I kissed her lips, pulling out of her. There was a wipe in my office; Abigail cleaned herself, and before leaving, I kissed her goodbye.
“I won’t be able to see you tonight, but I promise I’ll try, still this week, to take you somewhere.”
We rested our foreheads together; I held her hand, feeling my heart begging for more of her. I didn’t want to be apart—I wanted to spend every day of my life beside Abigail.
“Golden curls,” I whispered, still
caressing her hand.
“Your excellency.”
“Call me Orion.”
“Orion...” she said, smiling.
“Orion.”