“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.
?CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
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.