I pay for the bracelet and ask the lady to wrap it up for me since I won’t have time. I managed to find the perfect gift, now I just need to get my arse to the airport and home to the only woman who could ever hold my heart. As I walk out the door, the sound of obnoxious honking turns me in the opposite direction and I see Declan’s car pull up.
“Do you always have to be so annoying with everything you do?” I ask after opening the door and getting in the car. He hands me my phone.
“Yes, and Hayley called while I was packing your shite up.” I start to panic, thinking that maybe my whole plan just crumbled around me.
“You didn’t tell her I was coming home today, right? Or about selling you the club? I wanted it to be a surprise.” I speak fast, worry lacing my words.
“No worries, mate. We just chatted for a few minutes. I told her that after the swinging party last night that I was in the shower with the twins and I would have you call back. I can’t believe she remembered them.” Oh shit he didn’t?
“She remembers everyone you arsehole! Did you tell her about what happened at the party?” I hope to God he didn’t go into details, that he left me to tell her myself.
“Of course I did, I know how she likes to hear about what you are up to.” Fuck! I know what must be running through her head right now and it’s not good for me. Immediately unlocking my phone, I call her but it goes straight to voicemail. Hoping that it’s a fluke, I hit her name again on the screen. Voicemail again. “Shit.” I bang the dashboard.
“Hey! What did my car ever do to you?” He should be thankful it's just his car. It’s his face I want my fist to connect with.
“Declan, how long have we known each other?” I rub my temples, hoping it will ease the headache that’s starting to build.
“Forever, why?” He sounds confused at my question.
“What’s mine and Hayley’s number one rule?” I say pissed off.
“Not to swing with club members.” He sounds confused again, obviously not getting what I'm trying to say.
“Exactly. And what the fuck did you just tell her?” I rub my temples harder, actually waiting for my head to explode.
“But you didn’t break them. It isn’t your club anymore.”
“But she doesn’t fucking know that!” I run my hands through my hair pulling on the ends of it. Looks like the surprise is on me. Here I am trying to surprise my wife and I’ll be lucky if my shit isn’t thrown all over the lawn when I get home.
“Shite, sorry mate. I fucked up, huh?” Finally he gets what I'm saying. I can’t be angry with him, this is what I get for keeping secrets from Hayley.
“Don’t worry about it. Just get me to the airport. I can’t miss my flight. I need to get home.”
The whole way to the airport I keep calling Hayley but get the same response, straight to voicemail. She's pissed and I don’t like it. There are a few reasons I try to keep on the good side of her. The main reason is that I love her more than life itself, but the other, and possibly more important reason is that she can go bat shit crazy when she’s pissed at me. I know I’m going to have to face her wrath when I get home, I just hope she lets me explain before she throws something at me.
My flight landed ahead of schedule and I didn’t hang about before hiring a driver and making my way home. I’m surprised when I pull up to the house and see cars parked the full length of the street. I hear loud music pumping from the house when I open the car door and I know that this is why Hayley’s phone is off. She’s entertaining. Yup, she’s pissed. Normally we don’t host parties like this in our house without the other around. I sigh when I realize my hope for having her alone is gone. I pay the driver from the car service and grab my bags, heading to the front door.
“Good luck man.” I look to my right to see Justin and Katrina leaving the house with another couple. Justin laughs and Katrina glares at me like I’m the devil in the flesh. I just shake my head and focus. I need to talk to Hayley and nothing will stop me from getting to her. I hear her laughter over the music and my eyes search the area where it came from, finally landing on her in the kitchen. She’s laughing at something Julie is saying and the minute her gaze lands on mine, her lips form a firm line. I stand where I am and stare at her, waiting for her to greet me. When that doesn’t happen, I drop my bags and walk to the kitchen, not hesitating before throwing her over my shoulder.
“Klaus Arrington, put me down this second!” She smacks my back, her little hands barely registering on my body.
“No.” I laugh as she wiggles and tries to kick her way out as I continue up the stairs to our bedroom. Thankful that our bedroom door is cracked open, I kick it fully open with my foot and throw her down on the bed. Before she can get up, I hover over her and pin her arms down on the bed.
“Don’t.” Her words come out angry, and I know it would make a lesser man cower. I'm not that kind of guy though, and I won't back down, not now.
“I like it when you’re feisty. It’s sexy.” I lower my head and place my lips on hers. She’s resisting and it’s turning me on. I forcefully push my tongue into her mouth and hers instantly dances around with mine, unable to deny what her body craves the most. She has missed me as much as I have her, and I take a moment to feel how fucking fantastic she feels. I reluctantly pull away, touching my forehead to hers and whispering. “You will listen to what I have to say. Do you understand?” It’s more of a demand than a question and she nods as she pulls her bottom lip in her mouth. “I know you spoke with Declan.” I sigh against her lips, knowing this could go either way.
“I sure did. Hence the party. I figured since we’re now breaking the rules, I’d break one myself. Why let you have all the fun?” She practically spits the words out, but I know she's hurting. I can see it in her eyes.
“That’s not listening, beautiful. I’d say that’s talking, but I have to say, out of all the years we’ve been together, I’ve never seen this side of you. You’re jealous and it’s fucking sexy. I can’t wait to sink my cock into you.” I bite my bottom lip, wishing that it was her lip I was biting.
“You’re a fool if you think I’m having sex with you tonight!” I kiss her lips shutting her up. As I pull away, I place gentle kisses on her neck before giving in to my urges and biting her.
“The only one who broke the rules is you, sweetheart.” I keep my voice low and husky, letting her hear how turned on I am.
“What do you call sleeping with the twins who are club members?” I continue my way down her body but she’s melting into my touch the lower I go.
“You have to own a club in order to sleep with your members, and seeing as I don’t own TPOT anymore, it wasn’t breaking the rules.” As I’m lifting up her skirt and kissing her inner thigh, she pushes herself up.
“Wait, what? What do you mean you don’t own TPOT anymore?” I grin and crawl my way up to her.
“Construction is going to take forever to finish. I couldn’t bare to be apart from you anymore. I just wanted to be where my heart is, and that’s here, at home with you. So I decided that since you couldn’t come to me, I was coming to you. I never want to be apart from you again. Call me crazy and possessive but I need you by my side. I can fuck any woman in the world, but no pussy will ever fit around my cock the way yours does. It’s just sex when we swing. When I’m with you, it’s more than sex. You mean more to me than any club. It’s just a club, but you sweetheart, you’re my number one prized jewel. So for that reason, I signed the club over to Declan. I know he will look after it.” I lean forward and kiss her neck, wanting the talking to be over with but she's not having it.
“It was your baby.” She says, still in disbelief as she pushes me away.
“You’re my baby. Who knows, maybe since I don’t have the obligation of having to go back and forth to London, maybe we can practice making our own babies.” I wiggle my eyebrows at her, laughing when she gets a shocked look on her face.
“You want to have a baby?” Her voice is soft, al
most a whisper. This is something that we have never discussed before and I never felt we were in the right place for it.
“No, I want to have your baby.” She rolls her eyes at me, looking so fucking cute when she does it.
“Technically, I’d be having your baby.” She laughs.
“Semantics, but for now we can practice. It nearly killed me being away from you for so long.”
“What are you saying, Klaus?”
“I don’t mean now, but sometime in the near future, when we’re both ready, I want to close our marriage and start a family.” Tears start to roll down her face and she lunges up connecting our lips.
“I’d love that. But for now, I would really like my husband to make love to me.” I reach out and wipe the tears from her beautiful face, feeling even more lucky than normal.
“Ah, about that, see love, you broke one of our rules. That means you’re going to have to be punished.” I get off her and sit on the edge of the bed reaching in my pocket. She knows me well enough to know what I’m referring to. She turns around and gets on all fours ready to be spanked. A look of confusion takes over her face as I pull her onto my lap.
I hand her the box that’s wrapped in blue paper. “What’s this?”
“Open it.” I smile placing a kiss on her shoulder. I missed the feel of her skin and it makes my mouth water being able to kiss her again.
She slowly opens the wrapping and squeals when she see’s the name of her favorite boutique on the box. “I can’t believe you stopped there. I love it.” She kisses me, taking her time like she's making love to my mouth.
“You haven’t even opened it yet. Don’t you want to see what’s inside?” She giggles as she opens the box and pulls out the bracelet.
“It’s perfect. I knew I would love it.” She says as she admires the bracelet.
“I saw it and I knew it was for you. Look at the inside.” I nod at the inscription in it.
“You’re still the one. It’s our wedding song. You had this inscribed in it.” I grin at her like a fool.
“No, it was already inscribed in there. It’s like it was sitting in there waiting for me to find it.” She holds out her hand and I place it on her wrist. It looks stunning against her skin, just like I knew it would.
“I’m sorry I broke the rules.” She smiles shyly at me.
“It’s okay. I should have called you and told you I was going to play last night. But right now, if that’s okay, I just want to bury my cock in your wet pussy.” Reaching down she opens the fly on my trousers, gently pulling my hard cock out of them. She doesn’t even pull my trousers down before she straddles me, sliding her slick pussy down on my throbbing cock. I groan when I finally feel the connection, the one I've been craving for so long. She starts to ride me, grinding herself against me as I grab her breasts, feeding them into my mouth. I take my time with them, kissing and sucking, paying her perfect breasts the attention they deserve. Her breasts are all natural, and there is nothing better than feeling them in my hands. As she rides me hard and fast, I feel myself getting close and I feel her pussy clench around my cock as she loses herself to her orgasm. I let go to ride it out with her.
As we’re both sitting there panting, trying to catch our breath as we hold each other, I place one more kiss on her lips. “You’re amazing.” I graze her cheek with my thumb before resting it on her lips. She bites my thumb and the door swings open, making us both jump.
“Holy shit,” Julie says, covering her eyes. “Um, I just thought you guys would like to know there’s an orgy going on in the room across from yours.” We both laugh causing Julie to uncover her eyes. Hayley climbs off me carefully and lowers her skirt as I pull my trousers up. “Why are you laughing? I just told you there’s a damn orgy going on in the room across from you and you laugh? Please tell me where the humor comes into all of this? If this was my house I’d be pissed!” She's standing with her hands on her hips, her hip cocked out slightly to one side.
Smiling and trying to control her laughter, Hayley holds her hand up. “Julie, it’s okay. That’s our theatre room.”
“I’m sorry, your what?” It’s my turn to laugh, a look of confusion crossing her face.
“Theatre room. Look there’s no way to sugar coat this, so I’m just going to be blunt with you, love. We’re swingers and every so often we have a swinging party.” I tell her.
She stands still in shock and I swear she’s going to need help picking her jaw up off the floor. “You mean to tell me the whole time I’ve been here, I’ve been surrounded by a bunch of swingers?” I nod, giving in to the laughter that I've been trying to keep under control.
“Oh. My. God.” Is the last thing she says before running out of our room. We both laugh this time. I know I should go after her, but I figure Julie can wait till tomorrow. For now, I have a wife who deserves a good fuck. Pulling her back to me, I place a kiss on her lips as I guide her back to the bed.
Our Rules
1) I’m trying your lifestyle, so you have to try mine. If swinging isn’t for me, you have to try a monogamous relationship.
2) Always be honest. If you play, don’t hide it. Always tell each other before or after.
3) No swinging with club members, ever!
Hayley xo Klaus Arrington
Other Book By Jaime Whitley
Twist of Fate
Dante’s Redemption
Ava’s Revenge
Killian’s Repentance
The Swingtown Series
Table of Contents
Acknowledgments
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
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Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
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