by Claire Adams
By the time we pulled up in front of the house, my body was screaming for release. She'd done just about everything possible to have me aching for her. I half-expected her to crawl over into the seat with me as I parked the car, but she got out and walked toward the house, shaking her fine ass the way I loved to see her shake it.
"What about California?" I got out of the car and leaned against the open door. "You still wanting to hop the next flight out of here?"
"That depends." She tilted her head to the side and took small steps backward.
"On what?" I shut the door and walked toward her slowly, stalking her like she was my prey.
The sexy smile on her mouth had my pulse racing, and I knew we might make love later in the night, but I needed to press her against a hard surface and pound into her tight body for a little while before we slowed things down.
"On you." She turned and walked to the house, stopping in front of the door and turning to face me. "And I want you to take your money back. I'm not taking no for an answer."
I jogged up the stairs and pulled her into my arms. "No means no. Stop telling me what to do. It's only going to end with you naked and laying across my legs."
"With you spanking me?"
"Among other things." I slid my fingers into her hair and tightened my grip on the silky locks, pulling a little as I pressed my tongue deep into her mouth.
She slid greedy hands down my back and cupped my ass, kneading it as she whimpered against my lips.
I pulled back. "You're keeping the money, Maddie. Don't bring it up again."
"And if I do?" She looked like an angel in the devil's disguise.
"Then you don't get any spankings. Period."
"My lips are sealed. Now... take me inside and make me your dinner."
"Yes." I pushed the door open behind her and picked her up, walking toward the kitchen. I put her down and pointed to the dining room table. "Clear it off and get on it. On your back. Naked."
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Maddie
I walked to the table, pulling off various pieces of clothes as I went. I’d have done anything he wanted me to that night.
I’d laid back and stretched out across the table, naked and trying not to shiver thanks to the chilly night outside. My nipples ached for his mouth to cover them, for his tongue to play games and leave me panting for more.
“Fuck me,” he mumbled and moved up to the table, reaching for me and pulling me down to the edge. Strong fingers pressed into my thighs as he ran his hands up, brushing by my hips and over my stomach. “So beautiful, Maddie.” He cupped my breasts and leaned down, licking at my flesh as he rolled his hips and massaged my center with his thick shaft.
“You’re such a tease,” I whispered and reached down to slide my fingers through his hair, tugging a little.
He growled and looked up. “Be careful, woman.”
“Or?” I smiled and arched my back, crying out in pleasure as he pressed his cock just inside of me, pumping his hips and playing with me.
“Of course you want to know what would happen.” He laughed and pulled me up, forcing me to wrap my legs around his taut waist. “How do you have me falling for you? I shouldn’t want anything from you. You know that?”
“I do,” I whimpered against his neck and held on tightly as I inched down, pressing myself farther and farther down his erection until I hit home. “I’m so grateful you do. You don’t know what you mean to me, Gavin.”
“I actually do.” He ran his hand down the back of my head, the other cupped around my ass as he totted me toward the bedroom. “You told me at the graveside. Remember?”
I nodded and leaned in, kissing him with all the passion I had locked up inside of me. I wanted to drown him in something so much better than lust. I wanted to show him just how much I loved him, but how?
“Make love to me,” I whispered in his ear and ran my nails down his back as I pressed my breasts to his chest.
“Every time you let me.” He laid me down on the bed and crawled up on it with me, forcing my legs open with his knee as he moved into position. “I could stare at you all night.”
“I’d be okay with that.” I reached up and grabbed the sides of his thick neck, pulling him down to kiss me.
He reached between us while our tongue tangled in my mouth and gripped his cock, leading himself back inside of me. We cried out together from the tension of having him stretch me open so damn good.
“You’re everything I want in this bed.” He tucked his face against my neck and slid his hands between me and the bed, cupping my ass softly as he rocked back and forth against my body. Pleasure beat its rhythm deep inside my stomach, and I lifted my legs a little, wanting every inch of him tucked inside of me.
“I need this.” I licked the side of his neck as he lifted up and gripped the headboard, working me a little harder and faster. The well-developed muscles of his chest and stomach flexed, and I couldn’t help but reach up and run my hand down his torso. “I need you.”
“And you have me, baby.” He bit his lip and slowed for a second, the vein on the side of his neck beating wildly. “Just take good advantage of it.”
“Just not of you.” I smiled and lifted my hips, meeting him stroke for stroke. “Go get a condom, Gavin.”
“Yeah. In a minute.” He thrust again and groaned, his legs shaking as he held himself up. “Alright. Let me get it now. I’m not going to last much longer with you. I’ve been thinking about making love to you for too long.”
“I like the sound of that.” I waited until he moved off the top of me to roll over and move to my knees. I pressed my ass back onto my heels and waited until he walked back in. He tugged at the condom and scowled.
“They never make these fucking things big enough. I feel like it’s going to cut off circulation.” He got on the bed and reached for me. “Your turn.”
“I agree.” I climbed onto his lap, lifting up and shifting forward so I could position us right. I pressed back, taking his cock inside of me and pushing hard. One strong thrust and he was lodged inside of me, his body swelling as it stretched me.
“That’s it. Take your time, Maddie.” He reached up and ran his hands up my sides, cupping my breasts and flicking his thumbs over my nipples. He moved up to his elbows, and the position intensified the pressure on my clit.
I moaned loudly and gripped his shoulders to get more traction. The worry that he would look at me like a whore faded fast, and I moved up and bounced on his cock, enjoying the delicious sounds and smells of our sex. He popped in and out of me, lighting me on fire and leaving my heart to race.
“So close,” I whispered roughly and dropped my head to his shoulder. My hair spilled out across his chest, and I ignored everything but my mounting pleasure.
He reached around and gripped my ass just before laying back down. The brush of his fingers across my sensitive opening had me moaning. He pressed a finger into me as I bucked and rode his cock hard and fast through my orgasm.
“Fuck!” I cried out and collapsed on top of him.
“Beautiful.” He turned us over and pressed back into me, rocking against me, our hips bumping against each other’s. “Just hold onto me, baby. Wrap yourself around me and don’t let go.”
“Yes,” I mumbled and wrapped my arms and legs around him before closing my eyes and breathing him in deeply.
“Look at me, Maddie. I want to see you when I come.” He brushed my hair back and pressed his chest against mine.
The room faded, and I lost myself in his eyes. They darkened just before he cried out, his face a mask of ecstasy. He was beyond beautiful. So much so that I felt foreign emotions well up inside of me. I didn’t want to cry but fuck if my eyes didn’t get misty.
He laid down on top of me and gave me an odd look. “What’s wrong? Did I do something to hurt you?”
“No. Not at all. I just love you.”
He kissed me a few times softly and smiled. “I love you, too. It’s too damn hard to fight against
it.”
“You were trying to fight against loving me?” My heart ached in my chest, and yet, I totally understood it on some level.
“Yeah. I’ve been hurt a lot in my life. I wanted to protect myself, but you’d already snuck down into my heart. You gave me no choice.” He brushed his nose against mine softly. “I’m yours if you’ll have me.”
“I wouldn’t want anyone but you.” I ran my fingers through his hair.
“Me too. I want to feel my skin against yours, but I get it.” He kissed me one more time before rolling off and getting up. “Come take a shower with me.”
“We’re getting clean just to get dirty again?” I laughed and got off the bed, my body warm and stretched. Tingles raced from my chest to my core, every part of me on fire for the handsome man with the fine ass walking to the bathroom in front of me.
“I like the sound of that. We should make a habit of it.” He turned on the shower and pulled back the curtain. “Check to see if it’s hot.”
I rolled my eyes and got in. “It’s not, but you are.”
“Mmmm… Well, flattery will get you nowhere, young lady.”
“It got me you.” I reached out and pulled him in, wrapping myself around him, and starting another round of love making.
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Two Weeks Later
Gavin
Maddie and I had been inching into our relationship as best we could, trying to learn each other through the process of dating, but it was hard. I wanted her in my bed every night, and her ring sitting on my dresser haunted the hell out of me.
There was no doubt in my mind. She was going to be my wife.
So why the hell were we waiting? I'd already paid for the ceremony, and it had been beautiful. No one knew it was fake but us. All we had to do now was to sign the papers, and it wouldn't be fake anymore.
And we would be husband and wife. The thought alone made my body tight with the need to dominate my pretty little model.
If nothing else, she had to move in with me soon. I hated her living across town in an apartment all by herself. It was depressing for her and worried me.
I picked up the phone as I forced myself to finish getting dressed. "Hey. Make sure you wear something nice."
She laughed. "For pictures? Not this again, right?"
I smiled. "You might want to take a few photos, but that'll be up to you."
"I do like having your handsome face on my phone."
"Alright, tease. I'll see you shortly." I reached for a tie and decided against it, knowing my mom would give me hell if she were still around, but if I were being entirely honest, half the reason I didn't wear the damn gray tie was to get a rise out of her.
It’s what guys did to their mothers.
I drove over to Maddie's place and got out, walking to the door and popping my key in the lock. I walked in to find her in white lacy bra and panties, leaning over to slip sandals on her feet.
"Where is your dress, beautiful?" I walked toward her and slid my hands up her back to cup her shoulders as she stood.
"On the bed. I was trying to figure out which one I wanted to wear." She pressed her back to my chest, rolling her hips and playing with my dick. "Or maybe we could just skip dinner and make love all over my apartment."
"We did that last night." I moved back and popped her ass. "How about you wear the dress that requires you to not wear panties? I like those dresses best." I walked toward her room with her following me, her laughter causing me to smile.
"You're corrupt. Just like the women you date." She moved past me, and I reached out, grabbing her wrist and tugging her back.
She crashed into me with a soft yelp and pressed her hands against my chest.
"You're the only woman I date." I leaned down and kissed her a few times. "And if you don't hurry up, we're going to miss our reservations."
"And if I'd rather seduce you?"
"Not going to fall for it tonight, sweetheart." I kissed the tip of her nose and walked around her to sit down on the edge of the bed. "Now, get ready."
"So bossy!" She huffed and reached for a strapless blue dress that reminded me of the colors of spring. "I don't know any other man who would pass up the opportunity to have his girlfriend bend over and work him from 10 different angles. You're just wrong, Gavin Hayward."
"Ten different angles?" I lifted and eyebrow and glanced down at my watch. "We might actually have time for that." I let out a loud huff as she smacked me in the chest and gave me a look.
"Nope. You didn't want it."
"I'll always want it, Maddie. Now, stop talking and get dressed." I stood up and walked to the door, pausing for a second to look back at my beautiful girl. "Or no spankings for you."
She flipped me off and worked her dress over her head. She was rowdy and a little rough around the edges, but she sure as fuck was mine.
"No, you didn't." She slid her hand into mine as I pulled up to the hibachi restaurant I'd taken her to a few weeks back and proposed the first time. Though it was all planned and staged, it felt real to me at the moment, and still did now.
"I did." I gripped her hand tightly and walked toward the door. "Let's get something to eat and then I have a gift for you."
"Is it what I think it is?" Her smile lifted her lips so much it had to hurt. I loved it.
"No. It's not half a million dollars. Jeez." I reached out and held the door as she walked in and glanced over to give me a look. "Too soon?"
"Way too soon." She shook her head and moved up to the hostess stand. "Two."
"We actually have the whole restaurant again." I took my place beside her and wrapped an arm around her slender shoulders.
"Show off," she whispered and glanced up at me, her words a little airy.
She liked me spending my money, and if it impressed her, I didn't mind so much. From the lessons I'd learned, you couldn't take it with you anyway. Better to use it to enjoy various parts of life that were hard without it.
We followed the hostess to our table and sat down, ordering sake and a few appetizers. We chatted throughout dinner, laughing about some of the things we had done and said during our fake proposal and wedding.
"It was a beautiful ceremony, though." She smiled and glanced down to her hands as they lay in her lap.
"Yeah. I've been thinking a lot about that." I reached out and took her hand. "I've been thinking about a lot of things you said."
"You have?" She scooted closer to me, brushing her knee by mine.
I took a quick breath and pulled the ring from my pocket. Her ring. I moved to my knees between the chairs and took her hand fully in mine.
"I realized something."
"Gavin. What are you doing?" She glanced around and back down at me as she paled. "You don't have to—"
I ignored her. "I know you talked about wanting to start over and doing things differently this time, but I'm not sure I'm good with that."
"No?" she whispered, her pretty eyes growing wide.
"No." I pulled her hand up to my mouth and kissed her knuckles as her breathing got a little off kilter. "I want to pick up where we left off and keep going. We'll sign the papers down at the courthouse and get them over to the pastor that married us. Let's don't start over. I wouldn't want to go through another wedding without my mom there. Not unless you want to so that your parents—"
"They already think we're married, remember? I never told them the truth. The only people that know are me, you, and Ron."
"Is that a yes?" I lifted the ring toward her. "Will you be my wife, baby? For real this time. We can grow old together, have babies."
"Make babies?" She lifted her eyebrow and I fell in love with the naughty girl all over again.
"Absolutely. Practice makes perfect." I slipped the ring onto the tip of her finger and looked up into her eyes. She loved me. I had no doubt. "Say yes, Maddie. Make me the happiest man in the world tonight."
"I would never deny you anything." She pressed her finger into the ring
and leaned forward to kiss me, mumbling “yes” against my lips.
Life would never be the same. It would be better than good. She was mine, and this time, I wasn't letting go. No matter what.
Epilogue
Two Years Later
Maddie
The sound of Gavin and my parents laughing filled up my ears as I walked out of the back door onto the patio. They were lounging around after dinner, just enjoying each other's company. I'd offered to clean the kitchen after the meal and shoved them all outside.
I needed to think through what I was going to say to my husband. He'd been so stressed over the last few months wrapping up his first novel and working with a publisher to set up promotions and signings. He was losing sleep over the what-ifs, but I kept telling him it was going to be great.
We didn't need the money. He had enough to last us a lifetime, and being the incredible man he was, he'd gotten my mom and dad out of debt and hired them a financial adviser a year after we signed the papers on our marriage license.
That was a year passed, and they were doing great. I was impressed and beyond grateful.
My modeling career never took off, namely because I gave up on it. I didn't need followers and fans. I had family and friends. Fame could take up someone else's emotional space.
"There she is." My mom beamed. "You look so pretty, Maddie. Did I tell you that already? Is it a new bronzer you're using? Your skin is so clear and healthy looking."
Gavin extended his hand as he sat in a chair beside my Dad. I took it and sat down in his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"It's called being happy. And in love." I leaned down and kissed him quickly on the lips. We had a relationship much like my mom and dad. Much like his mom and dad did.
"Well, I'm glad you guys have found the secret. Just make sure you cling to it, and remember, never let the sun go down angry at each other." My father reached out and took my mom's hand. "It's worked for us for a long time, right, dear?"
"It has." She glanced over at me. "You kids get out of here. I want some time with your father."