She’s flawless. And not just her skin. In every way.
I run my hand over her cheek and above her ear, feeling her dark brown hair glide in-between my fingertips. It’s soft and perfect, just like those cheeks of hers, but there’s just something about feeling her long locks that makes it so damn hard not to take her right now.
I see her head move to the side slightly and her neck become more exposed to me. It’s a mating sign for most animals and I’m certainly receptive to it right now. Humans may be the pinnacle of the animal kingdom but no matter how high we rise we still are just that…animals.
And she’s bringing out the most animalistic thoughts in me and the most primal of reactions in my pants. And that’s not to mention the rate at which my heart is now beating.
My whole body is responding to her and more accurately to my want for her. My need.
And I have to have her.
I lean into her. I can feel her warm breath on my forearm and see her pupils dilating in real time.
This is so feral and so primitive but so perfect. I like nothing more when everything else is wiped away and only the truth remains, whether in business or in my personal life.
And the truth of what we feel for each other is exactly what we have right now.
My face continues to close the distance and I feel my cock already twitching in my pants.
I run my hands through her hair a bit further and my hand gently cups the back of her head.
The last thing I see is her lips part and then my lips meet hers and a wave runs over me from my lips and throughout my body. The wave sends goose bumps across the entirety of my skin, from the top of my head to my feet.
She is so perfect.
I want so much more right now but more than anything I want to look at her now. To see her reaction. To feel her desire.
I pull my head back and see her skin is already flush with heat. I know mine is the same.
I prepare to lean in again.
“Mr. Stone,” David my butler says. “It’s Janice. She says it’s urgent.” He looks at us. “Sorry to interrupt, sir.”
I shoot him an angry look, not even realizing I’m doing it until I see the embarrassment on his face for intruding.
But he’s not intruding exactly. The man is doing his job and he’s doing it well. It’s just that his timing couldn’t be worse, but it’s not his fault.
“What could be more urgent than this? I told her to hold all my calls,” I say. Then I catch myself getting angry for the first time in I can’t even remember how long. “Thank you, David,” I say. “I’ll take the call in the study.” I pause. “And sorry for the way that I looked at you.”
“Nothing at all, Sir. I’ll patch the call in,” he says.
It’s just that I was so close to feeling those luscious lips of hers on mine again and I would have been angry if anyone in the world had interrupted us at that moment, let alone a man who I trust and admire and who’s been with me for the last five years.
I feel bad, but we have a great relationship and I know I’ll smooth things out with him this evening.
And speaking of relationships he must have seen that a new one is falling into place perfectly right now.
Perfectly until we were interrupted.
I should be concerned with the reason for getting a call from the office today, but the only concern of mine is when my lips will be wrapped around Mina’s again.
It’s a very pressing concern and I already miss their taste, their softness, and the shock of energy and electricity they filled me with.
And I have to have that again.
Soon. Very soon or my ability to concentrate will go from bad to worse to non-existent.
Ability to concentrate on anything other than her that is.
She has my attention…my undivided attention.
I turn back as I walk away and just then I see her bend over placing the dish in the oven.
The curve of her lower back and the roundness of her ass.
My head spins back forward before I completely lose it.
I make a fist bringing it to my mouth where I bite down on the lower joint of my first finger.
But what I really want to sink my teeth into is her…every last inch.
Chapter Ten
Mina
“Is everything okay?” I ask twenty minutes later when Jacob returns to the kitchen. I see the look on Jacob’s face and something looks just a bit off. I hate to put my nose where it doesn’t belong and insert things that aren’t my business, but this seems like more than that. I want to give him a chance to vent incase whatever just came up is troubling him.
“Yes. Everything is great. Thank you,” he says as he bellies up to the bar in the kitchen.
I’ve put our dishes on plates, but haven’t moved them into the dining room yet. Now that I think about it it could be fun just to eat them here.
“It was my best friend actually.”
“Oh.”
“He ran out of some of the solutions that Stone Solutions provides and he needs them right away so I got him taken care of.” Jacob pauses. “Want to eat in here?” he asks as he looks at my body language and the plates.
“I was thinking we could.”
“Why not?” He grabs his fork. “Bon appetite,” he says and offers his fork to mine. We clink forks and I smile.
“He’ll be in town next week. You’ll meet him for sure.”
I sink my teeth into the oven cooked juicy chicken breast and the explosion of taste in my mouth is like no other. We do make a great team. Not just in business and raising Mia, but in the kitchen too.
And we make a great kissing team too. All I could think about when he was away was the feeling of his lips on mine and how much I wanted that back. I should be more worried about whatever he was dealing with in the other room but all I could think of was him getting back in here and dealing with me.
But now that we’re eating the moment has passed. For now at least. I watch him as he quickly devours one chicken breast and takes another from the glass dish. Wow, he can really eat and he must like what we made as much as I do.
I can imagine being here at night making dinners like this for each other and for Mia one day.
And maybe not just Mia. How incredible would it be if I had kiddos hugging each of my legs and playing hide and seek or tag in the kitchen on warm summer nights while I made chocolate chip cookies for the whole family. My family.
It’s incredible how meeting one man can put thoughts in your head where there weren’t thoughts before.
“How’s the chicken?” he asks.
“Amazing. I think we did pretty good,” I say.
“I think we did great,” he says. He smiles at me in between bites. “And this afternoon I’ll show you some things with the business that will help the company do great there as well.”
“I like the sound of that,” I say. I want to help this man take his already successful company to even bigger heights. To get the thrill as we do it together. I’m not totally naive and think some bright eyed and bushy tailed twenty-two year old girl fresh out of college will make a huge difference right away, but I’m certainly hopeful.
The more I learn the more I can contribute and I really want that. Right now I almost feel like he’s doing me a favor. I know I’m a good worker and I want to earn my keep.
He’s given me a chance to get my foot in the door and now that I’m in it’s up to me to stay here.
And by here I don’t just mean his business. I mean his everything.
Chapter Eleven
Jacob
I lie in bed but there will be no sleeping anytime soon. No way. No how.
Not that I want to because I want to keep thinking of her and the day we had.
Granted I know my dreams would be filled with her as well, but being conscious and processing everything that happened today is even more fulfilling for me.
She was absolutely perfect with Mia. She didn’t get grosse
d out at the sight of a poopy diaper.
She held Mia to her chest like her mother used to do. It was hard for me to watch actually, but it was all made better knowing how safe and protected Mia felt. Mia is the priority. I have to make sure she reaches her full potential in life and half of that challenge, if not more, is having the right woman by my side.
And that woman is Mina, no question.
And Mina’s not only right for Mia, she’s right for me too.
God, the way her lips felt. I want to feel that all the time forever. That and so much more.
I want to lie in bed and run my hand over her skin…twirl her beautiful hair in my fingers…and kiss her all over…and then do it again and again and again.
I want to fall asleep every night holding her.
I used to think this giant bed I slept in was for my own comfort. It was so I could stretch out as much as I wanted, roll around, and just generally have the perfect sleeping experience so I would wake up refreshed and ready for the day.
And it is for that. Or should I say was.
Now I understand. It’s not for me. It’s for us. So we have plenty of room to spoon as we fall asleep together. And plenty of room to do all the things I want to do to her which gets us so exhausted that we have no choice but to sleep.
And the bed is big enough that we could even have a few dogs jump up on it from time to time when we take afternoon naps. And once our family gets bigger we’ll have kids up here with us.
And yes we will have a family together.
I can just imagine those summer thunderstorms and the lightning and the youngest of our kids getting scared and asking if they can sleep in our room. We’ll have to know when thunderstorms come so those will be the nights we’ll have to dig deep down and summon up all our willpower so we don’t put our hands on each other. Those will be the nights we hold our kids making sure they fall asleep in our arms knowing they’re safe while the rain batters the glass providing the perfect sound for all of us to sleep soundly together.
How amazing can this life with her really become?
I have big goals and big dreams for it and the more I think about it the more I feel like even my dreams aren’t bold enough. She continuously surprises me and I know she has even more up her sleeve.
And those surprises don’t even include the business surprises. She grasped some of the concepts I showed her this afternoon so fast I thought she was an experienced executive herself.
She told me she’s been a lifelong reader and often spends time in her own head. How I’d like to get in there one day. Scratch that. Not one day. Every day. I want to know what makes her tick. See why reading books and thinking on her own have turned her into the sharp witted and intelligent woman that she is. Appreciate her mental beauty just as much as her physical beauty.
She is so perfect.
I don’t know what I did to deserve her or how I got so lucky that she would come into my life, but I did.
And now that she’s here I’m going to do everything to show her this is exactly where she belongs.
Here with me. Forever.
Chapter Twelve
Mina
The next day
The computer screen goes blank and makes a beeping sound signaling the video conference with our Belgian clients is finished.
“Well, that went incredibly well,” Jacob says. He leans in and kisses me with no hesitation this time taking me by surprise…but a very, very pleasant surprise.
“They liked the offer?” I ask.
“Liked it? That’s the biggest order they’ve ever made with us. And I’ve been working with them for seven years now. They loved you.”
“Awww,” I say. “Thank you.”
“Are you kidding? Thank you! You’re Stone Solutions’ new secret weapon. I could see the clients enjoyed having such a beautiful young woman on the call. They must be tired of looking at this old mug,” he says point to his face.
“Well, first of all it’s not old. Thirty-seven is the new twenty-seven. And I like a man who wears his experiences on his sleeve. I find it very, very attractive.”
I pull myself in next to him.
“Oh you do, do you?”
“I do,” I say. I close my eyes and pucker my lips and he doesn’t keep me waiting and he certainly doesn’t disappoint. His lips melt into mine and the joy from a successful meeting turns into the euphoria of celebrating this business victory together. And I know there are more victories to celebrate in the near future because we’ve got more teleconferences scheduled and I’m going to be prepared and ready for those too.
His lips pull back from mine. “And you know what else this means?”
“What?”
“They’ll need some hands on at first so we’re going to have to go to Belgium. Hello dark chocolate!” he says.
“Oh, that sounds delicious,” I say and I tickle his ribs. I don’t know much about Belgium but I do know they have chocolate, waffles…and diamonds.
Imagine that? A romantic getaway that ended with a diamond.
“Waa! Waa!”
“Ut oh,” I say hearing Mia’s cries. “I better get that.”
“Back to the realities of parenting,” he says.
I jump up from my seat and put my hands on the top of his head before giving him a quick kiss.
I skip out of the room and down the hall with one word in my mind.
Parenting.
He didn’t say babysitting, he said parenting.
This is moving so fast and I’m not complaining one bit. Fairy tale romances are called fairy tales for a reason right? They just don’t happen.
But they do. I’m in the middle of one right now and it’s right up there with any romantic book I’ve read. Maybe even better!
What am I saying, of course it’s better.
This isn’t me reading about someone else, although that can be very fun, this is me. This is real life. This is happening. Now.
This is my first relationship and I know it’s going to be my last.
How incredible. I’ve only ever been kissed by one man, and that’s how it will stay.
Only one man has ever made me feel this way, and only one man ever will.
And I’ve been saving another kind of only too. There’s only one first time and I want to give it to him.
Soon.
But first I’ve got babysitting to do.
Wait…parenting. I’ve got parenting to do.
Chapter Thirteen
Mina
“I thought instead of going to a nice restaurant, we could bring the restaurant to us,” he says.
“Wow,” I say as the catering staff from the van brings everything into the kitchen. “And you couldn’t really get a babysitter to replace the babysitter could you?” I ask as I give him a playful wink.
“You know you’re absolutely one of a kind and irreplaceable.”
“Awww,” I say and give him a hug. “I like the idea of staying in more than going out anyways. We can eat and watch movies on the couch…or,” I say.
“Or?”
“Or…whatever comes up,” I say feeling something come up as I say the words. But what’s coming up is underneath his pants and pressing against me right now. Are we even going to be able to eat first? And will tonight be the night?
“I guess we’ll have to see,” he says.
But I already see. His body is making it loud and clear.
“You want me to keep them and have them wait on us in the kitchen or let them know we’re good to go and eat in the living room?”
“They’ll actually wait on us in the kitchen.”
“If you want they sure will.”
“You know what I want?”
“What’s that?” he says as he taps the tip of my nose with his finger.
“You all to myself.”
“I like the sound of that, but Mia might have me, or us, a little tonight too. We have to remember her.”
“I always remember her,” I
say.
And it’s true, but I like that she’s always on the front of his mind. He’s a good dad and I can only imagine how incredible he’d be with even more practice.
Last night I took time to myself and really thought this through. Everything is moving so fast and so perfectly that it’s easy to get caught up in the moment and just go with everything. Just accept everything that happens and embrace the fairy tale.
And I am, but there needed to be that moment where I sat back and thought about everything objectively, especially before we share the most intimate of moments.
This is a man raising a child all by himself. Yes, he’s recently brought me on to help, but at the end of the day if this relationship continues, and there’s absolutely no reason to think it won’t, I’m going to be the mother to someone else’s child. A child he’s not the biological father of.
Although I think adoption and helping all kids is a beautiful thing I had to consider Mia’s feelings. When she’s older will she reject us somewhat since we’re not her ‘real parents.’
I hate playing devil’s advocate but I needed to and it made me think everything through.
I know she won’t because we will be her real parents. Parents aren’t always the ones who give you life in a biological sense. Parents can certainly be the ones who give you another kind of life, and light. The light they shine on you that’s full of love, encouragement, and opportunities. And no-one can provide opportunities for a child, or anyone, like Jacob can.
Not only that but Jacob is Mia’s uncle so there is a blood connection there. Me? No.
But that just means I have to work harder. Lover her as much as I can. And be there for her.
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