Bluegrass Seduction (The Bluegrass Billionaire Trilogy Book 1) (21 page)

The timing was perfect. I got a phone call from the doctor’s office and called Brandon to go with me. He was happy to do it. I felt I needed his strength, just in case.

Auggie

I
t was the end of the day when Brandon and I pulled into the doctor’s office. We went through the rear entrance, as usual. Only this time, we waited in the doctor’s private office.

Dr. Stephens was elderly, but still up on the latest medical practices. He took care of many of the people in our circle and could be counted upon for his confidentiality.

Brandon and I were seated and I was tapping my fingers on my bag. “Auggie, calm down. Whatever it is, we’ll deal with it. I promise you.”

“This is my life we’re talking about, Brandon,” I chastised him, perhaps a little more vehemently than I should have, but I was scared to death.

“I get that,” he said and looked away. I knew he wanted me. I knew that in his heart of hearts, he was hoping there was blood between Worth and me and he would win me by default.

Dr. Stephens came in and took his seat. He slowly opened the manila folder with the report and pushed his glasses down low upon his nose while he read through the results.

“Auggie, I believe you have your answer here. You are not related to Worth by blood,” he said simply and without dragging out the suspense.

I exhaled the breath I’d been holding and tears of joy spilled down my cheeks. Brandon hugged me, albeit not as enthusiastically as I guessed he would have liked.

“Does it tell anything else?” I asked.

“Well, you definitely have origins in Britain, so as to your claim to the Earl, my guess is that’s pretty accurate.”

I laughed at this — as if it made any difference.

“Shall I forward Worth’s copy on to him?” Dr. Stephens asked.

“Oh, no!” I was quick to jump in. “I’ll take it to him personally. This was sort of a gift, if you will. His birthday is coming up,” I hedged, unable to stop myself from continuing the lie. What was wrong with me?

“Very well, here you go,” he said and handed me the stack of paper and the envelope. “Now if there’s anything else?”

“Dr. Stephens, I’m on a sort of quest. I know you’re not at liberty to discuss anything like this, but I have reason to believe that I might have an older sibling living elsewhere. How would one go about narrowing the odds in finding out whether that is true?”

Dr. Stephens folded his glasses and laid them down on his desk. “Auggie, I don’t think I have to tell you that doctors are bound by doctor/client privilege, meaning that I’m not at liberty to divulge anything about any one of my patients without their express written consent.”

“Yes, I know. I wasn’t asking you to violate that, sir, I just thought you might offer some pointers about where I could start.”

“I see. Well, I suggest you begin at the source — the mother — and go from there.” He wasn’t looking at me directly and I could tell he knew more than he was able to say.

“I’m afraid that isn’t a viable option,” piped up Brandon.

“Then I might suggest that you look up birth records based on the mother’s and/or father’s name. Most of those are in computer databases now and it’s not difficult. The better you can narrow down the location of possible birth and the date, the further along you’ll get.”

“Thank you, Dr. Stephens,” I said courteously and got up to leave.

“Auggie,” he said behind me. “Don’t give up the search.”

I swallowed hard, trying to keep the sudden emotion at bay. “I won’t, doctor.”

It was a strange comment and it told me one thing. There had been another child. Now it was up to me to find him or her. Could I handle that?

I hugged Brandon in the parking lot and dropped him off at his office. He loathed to see me go. “I will miss you, Auggie,” he said and I nodded. I couldn’t argue with him. I knew what he meant.

I went back to Sunset Village and packed up my belongings. Before I left, I made a phone call. I knew my great-aunt had lived in Naples and I found a private detective there with a computer search. I hired him to track down whatever he could. I gave him my mother’s personal information, the approximate year and then faxed him a copy of my DNA report. He seemed familiar with these and promised to keep in touch.

Then I left to go home… to Worth.

Worth

I
could tell that Auggie had been avoiding me. It bothered me that she didn’t just come right out and tell me what was wrong, but relied upon silly games like moving into a nursing home to distance me.

Jeremy had delivered as promised and with a bit of time to spare. The grand opening wasn’t scheduled for two days and that left me an extra day to get acclimated. The movers had come and gone leaving in their wake the new furnishing for the entire clinic.

There were waterfall walls and subtle environmental music playing throughout the building. There was a massage room with private booths and I’d already hired highly-trained staff for the entire facility. Two hot tubs were kept meticulously clean with cycling water and the highest quality chemicals that sterilized it on an ongoing basis. I’d hired a Chinese doctor who specialized in acupuncture and acupressure. I’d also added another psychologist who dealt only with children and a second who combined holistic screenings with talk therapy. I’d built a pink Himalayan salt room where you could relax and breath the re-ionized oxygen, environmental rooms where you could close your eyes and picture yourself either on a desert or in a rain forest and our sex therapy wing was set up for adults who wished to enhance or repair their intimacy through the use of talk therapy and physical touching techniques. Everything was of the highest quality and state-of-the-art. My clinic rivaled those of Switzerland but was far closer.

We offered nutritional counseling and had weekly cooking classes to teach the use of organic foods; those with paleo or gluten-free needs and the science behind these so patients could make informed decisions for themselves. A moderately-sized health food store next door had been opened to my specifications and I stocked it with products that supported the healing concepts we prescribed. There was even a salon with highly-imaginative personal image consultants to treat the outer person at the same time.

I had just locked the doors and pushed the button that closed blinds encased in all the windows. I heard a familiar tap and opened the door to see Auggie standing there. She crossed the threshold and threw herself into my waiting arms.

“I missed you so much,” she kissed me breathlessly. “I want you,” she whispered and looked at me with those beautiful eyes I could not resist. At that moment, I couldn’t think of anyone or anything I wanted more than to be with her.

I folded her legs around my waist and carried her into the hydrotherapy wing. I tapped flat panel controls and the murmurs of a tropical rain forest filled the room with surround sound quality. I kissed her mouth, her neck, her forehead and then slid her down to stand on the floor and undressed her. At the same time, she loosened my tie, opened my shirt, my pants and soon we were both standing naked to one another. I was touched to see she still wore my class ring on a chain around her neck.

I lifted her and walked down the steps into the hot tub, its waters swirling and pulsating like the inside of a woman’s body. There was a gentle scent of lavender for calming and cushioned headrests built into the walls around the tub. It was here where I lay her down, her head suspended just above the water line and the long mantle of her gorgeous hair fanning out about her. I could not remember ever seeing anything or anyone so beautiful. Her eyes mirrored the greens used in the decoration of the room, giving the illusion that her body was amorphous. My heart was pumping and I craved to be within her, to float and let the bubbles and pressured water punish our exterior while she cradled my essence.

I wrapped my lips around her nipples, perky and inviting just above the water’s line. I sucked her pink tips into my mouth as I moved my fingers across her mound, mimicking the rhythm. She closed her eyes and laid her head back, soft groans coming from deep in her chest.

Then, she was upon me, pushing me back into one of the cushions and opening my legs until they straddled her waist. As I lay there, floating on the current, her mouth took me in as her delicate hands slid up and down my ass. She inserted a gentle finger and pushed from the back while her mouth pulled on the front. The effect was an erotic dimension I’d never entered before.

“Auggie, I love you,” I called out and in response she sucked harder, taking every part of me into her mouth. When I could not stand the delay any longer, I grabbed her arms and pulled her up my body until she was seated upon my hard cock.

The water’s support lifted her to float easily as I gripped her hips, holding her still while I thrust up into her hard and fast. She answered this by gripping my thighs with hers, forcing herself downward while circling her hips. The warmth of her contrasted with the swirling waters and my body instinctively slid deeper within her. She cried out my name and it was the most erotic sound I could imagine.

A nipple hard and tight as a little stone stabbed into my palm as I found her breasts again. I twisted it lightly and when she whimpered, I almost came with the sound.

I wanted to hear that sound again. Whimpers. Moans. Screams. Cries. I wanted it all, so much the need stabbed at my heart.

I bit down on her neck, teeth and tongue on her warm skin until I worried I’d left a mark. I was driving hard enough now that I had to hold her in place while her muscles quivered around me. She was so close.

I scraped my teeth along the shell of her ear and whispered, “Touch yourself. Come for me, beautiful.”

She dropped her hand and I felt her entire body jerk a moment later. I tightened my grip in her hair as she began to come, the orgasm making her body clench around me.

Auggie was mine, had always been intended for me and would never be separated from me. It was then that I could hold back no longer and I filled her with my seed. She felt the rush and pulsed around me, the walls of her woman’s tunnel coaxing and yet sucking me within her. I was out of my consciousness with the pleasure.

When it was over, I held her against my chest and petted her soft ass, lifting her from time to time to lick and suck her breasts. She clung to me, like a child separated from its mother. There was no question this was a reunion. There was no question it was meant to be.

I climbed from the warmth of the water and donned one of the many terry robes hanging on hooks nearby. She gave me her hand and I pulled her out, cuddled her against my warm body beneath my robe and then wrapped her in one of her own. I took her into the rain forest environmental room and we lay naked upon the reclining sofas in there, wrapped in one another’s arms.

“I don’t want you to leave,” I told her.

“I want to be with you too,” she murmured, half asleep against my bare chest.

“Auggie, I’m serious. The house got a late start and if the weather doesn’t improve, all the money in the world isn’t going to get it done in time. I’m going to take a condo nearby and I want you to live with me there. We’ll go in the morning and pick one out.”

“But Worth, if we do that, people will know…” Her fingers dug into my skin and I felt her panic rising.

“I don’t give a damn. I’m tired of living my life according to what keeps others in their happy little oblivion. This is my life, and your life, and when we’re apart, we seem to get into trouble. I want you in my bed every night where I can find you.”

Auggie was silent a moment. I knew she was thinking about the impact this would have on her dad and the rest of her responsibilities at Sunset Village. She finally asked, “Can you buy me a real engagement ring?”

I kissed her. “The biggest one I can find.” She snuggled closer and I almost fell asleep. It would have been a bit awkward if the workmen had found us there in the morning. I helped her get dressed, taking an especially long time getting her panties adjusted correctly. “I think they need more snuggling against you.” I smiled and pushed my finger through them into her. She almost squatted upon the invasion, and I knew she wanted to orgasm again.

I picked her up and carried her into the massage room. There I laid her on one of the tables and slid off her panties. She was pink and wet, so gorgeous everywhere. She squirmed under my intent gaze and tried to close her legs.

I stopped her, pushing them apart further and put my mouth on her, tasting her. She slid down to the end of the table and her fingers sank into my hair, pulling me closer. Her scent was heady as my tongue slid up her folds and my teeth found her clit. She wailed as I sucked it into my mouth.

I concentrated on her swollen nub, sucking, alternating with a gentle, quick rub of my finger. The result had her in spasms almost immediately, tears of pleasure escaping her eyes. I knew then that we would always be good together.

“I need to go home,” she said finally and grinned. “You’ve rubbed me raw.”

I laughed because I knew she’d let me do it again if I wanted to. I bent and kissed her swollen nub. “This,” I kissed it again, “belongs to me and I don’t want it worn off. Be a good girl and get dressed before I change my mind.”

We grabbed snacks from the kitchen and Auggie left to go home. I busied myself tidying up after us and was quite contented as I locked up that night.

***

Auggie met me at the office early the next morning and I could see her blush a bit as she remembered our lovemaking from the night before. “I’ll do that to you every night, sweetheart,” I whispered in her ear before she climbed into my car. I’d garaged the Porsche and bought a new Escalade. It was cream white with a white leather interior and it floated down the snow-roughened streets.

I had a newly constructed condo development in mind. I preferred new living environments and after checking in at the office, they showed us a unit that had just been completed.