by Brenda Ford
“You really are the love of my life,” Lance tells me with utter confidence. “Honestly, Millie.”
I want to tell him the same thing, but the words are stripped from my lungs by Lance’s lips running all over my throat. He kisses and licks, sucking the hyper sensitive parts of my skin until I’m seeing stars, until any rational thoughts have switched off in my brain and I’m a slave to the sensations crashing through me instead.
Once naked, he places me on the bed and lies me backwards, the love shining in his eyes as he stares at me, drinking in absolutely every inch of my body as he does. I arch my back with need, my hips flip up towards him. I can’t wait for him to join me now, but I’m also loving his eyes drinking me in. it feels good to be really seen like this, to have someone truly care about me like he does.
“Come here.” I grab his shoulders and pull him down to kiss me. “I love you too. I need you so badly.”
Once he has surrendered his body to the bed with me, I take him in my arms and use every scrap of strength that I have to roll him on to his back so I’m on top and straddling him, taking the control once more. Lance clearly loves this as he immediately takes my breasts between his fingers and he tugs my nipples in to his mouth.
“Holy hell,” I pant as my whole-body tingles. “Fucking hell, Lance, I need you inside of me now.”
I press my hand to his chest while I lift my ass up to angle myself over him. Lance watches me in absolute amazement as I take him inside of me, as I slide down on to his length and ride his delicious cock. His hands remain clinging to my breasts as I ride him, at least for the first few thrusts, but it isn’t long before the passion gets the better of him and he pushes up in to a sitting position so we rock back and forth together.
“Oh God,” I groan as each thrust hits me in all the right spots. “Oh, Lance, you are incredible.”
The emotion gets the better of me, I think that there might be tears streaming down my cheeks as I take his face in my hands and I kiss him gently. As the pressure of pleasure builds, my tongue finds its way in to his mouth, and I scream so loudly that it vibrates in his chest, not that Lance seems to mind at all.
Eventually we erupt at the same time, we explode together, clinging desperately to one another as we do. The intensity if the orgasm as it races through my body is damn near overwhelming. I can hardly hold myself together through it. Luckily, Lance is holding on to me, keeping me in one piece the whole time. He knows that I need him and he’s silently just being there for me, like he has been the whole time. This is why he is my perfect man.
“Wow, that was something else,” I gasp as we collapse on the bed together in the hazy wonderous post orgasmic bliss. “You really are special, aren’t you, Lance Wilson?”
He scoops me up in his arms and we kiss deeply and passionately, the love shining between us the entire time. The future that me and Lance could share is too intense, it’s more real now than ever before, it’s absolutely perfect. I don’t know what way my life will turn, I don’t know how me and Lance will work out, but I’m excited to find out. I think that with him, I have a real chance at finding the happiness that I have always sought out but never quite found. Now, my past is done for, I don’t need to focus on that anymore, I can concentrate on what’s good instead. On the possibilities of what I can be, of who I can be, of the love I can have.
I haven’t felt worthy of love in far too long, but now Lance has changed that. He’s made me feel like I can have it all and so much more.
Chapter 19 – Lance
Ten months later…
“Lance! Lance Wilson!” someone calls out, trying to grab my attention from my position on the red carpet. “Lance, do you have a moment to answer a few questions? Our readers would love to hear from you…”
“Go on,” Stephen hisses behind me with his agent head on. He’s making me regret bringing him here as my plus one to be honest because he’s demanding and driving me a little mad. “You have to do this.”
“I know I do,” I shoot back through gritted teeth. “Of course, I do. That’s what movie premiers are for…”
But he gives me a knowing look anyway and sends me on my way. I step over to the woman calling my name with my biggest smile on my face because I know that the photos today need to look good. These are the sort of really important images that need to look good on the Internet and in the newspapers.
Of course, this is the sort of time where I would love to have my girlfriend by my side, under my arm, holding on to me to support me through this, especially when I see Ashely with her new squeeze, but I’m okay alone. This is the way that Millie wants it and I’m more than happy to make her feel comfortable and good.
Keeping my personal life and my public life separate is better for me anyway. It gives me a distinction, a way to divide things, to keep my head screwed on at all times. It makes my life simpler.
“Hello, Lance,” the lady giggles. “Thank you for coming to speak with me. How are things?”
“Everything is good. I’m very excited for the screening of the movie. It’s going to be one of my best…”
“Is it awkward?” she continues, talking right over me. “With Ashley? Now that you are over and she’s here with someone else. It must be incredibly uncomfortable for the pair of you…”
“That was a misconception. Me and Ashely were never together. That didn’t happen.”
“Ah, because I thought it ended due to the cheating. You and Millie Jones, am I right?”
I struggle to keep it together. Not because of the false cheating accusation but because I clearly don’t want to talk about Millie. If I brought her here with me then that would be a different story, but I didn’t. I never do. She isn’t in the public eye for a reason. Even her writing is under a pseudonym and no one has worked out that the mysterious best-selling books are by my girlfriend yet, and I hope they never will.
“There wasn’t any cheating. It wasn’t like that at all. Me and Ashely only worked together…”
“And you and Millie are still together, am I right in assuming that much?” I nod “And how is that going? There aren’t any concerns of cheating in the future if that’s how you got together? I know that you might love one another now, but there must always be a little bit of worry in the back of your brain.”
“I do love her,” I reply through gritted teeth. “I love her very much.”
“Yes, I see that, but I can’t help but worry for you. Your fans feel the same way…”
This woman wants to rile me, she’s desperate to get my attention, to make me freak out to give her a story and I need to keep my cool, so I don’t rise to it. I can’t give her what she wants. I can’t.
“Lance Wilson, are you excited about your next action, super hero project?”
I know that I shouldn’t be talking about other movies while I’m at the premier for this one, but I need to get away from this woman. As always, I would always much prefer to speak about my work than my private life anyway, so I happily move on and discuss my newest movie which I have started filming for. It’s a conversation that I can easily get lost in because it’s a new concept for me, one that’s challenging me a lot, and I can stretch that out for a long time. All while avoiding the questions about things that no one really knows anything about.
Me and Millie never cheated, me and Ashley were never together, but some people don’t want to see that.
Eventually, question time is over for me and Stephen takes me in to the movie with him. We take our seats not far from Ashley and her boyfriend and wait for the film to start. During this period, Ashley leans across to me and waves her hand in front of my face in an attempt to get my attention.
“Hey, Lance, I just wanted to say sorry about the whole cheating assumptions. That really sucks, I hate that people still focus on that when it wasn’t true. I know that it’s my fault for starting that story in the first place. You know, the one about me and you. But they won’t drop it now. Even when I tell them it didn’t happ
en.”
I am grateful for the apology, but it doesn’t change much, does it? The damage has still been done. Still, I can’t change the past, I can only deal with how I cope in the future. How I cope with now and right now, I want to keep on good terms with Ashley because she did help me out in the end.
“Perhaps once we stop working together, they will let it go,” I reassure her. “This isn’t the sort of thing that they can harp on about forever. Luckily for me, it doesn’t affect Millie anyway. She doesn’t care.”
She’s been on the wrong side of the press one too many times, she knows what it’s like so doesn’t let any of it get to her anymore which is lucky because I’m sure that as long as I am in the public eye, it will continue to happen. But as long as I get my private life with her, I don’t mind anything.
***
I’m exhausted as I walk through the front door to my home after the long night of the premier. Thankfully I didn’t have to attend the after party for a long time which is good because I couldn’t wait to get back here, to get back to the woman who I love who I know right now is curled up on the couch in her pajamas writing her next best seller. I can see it already and I’m not even in the room yet, which makes me smile widely.
“Honey, I’m home,” I call out in a sing song tone of voice. “Glad to be back I can tell you that.”
She rushes through the house to join me, in her pajamas as suspected, and beams happily at me. “How was the movie? I bet it was amazing, I bet you were incredible, oh God, I can’t wait to see it.”
She’s so happy for me that I don’t want to tell her about the awkward questions about us and the cheating allegations because it’s all just nonsense anyway. I focus on the good things. “It was awesome.”
“Well, I’m sorry that I wasn’t there with you. But I hope to see it soon. When it’s in the normal cinema.”
I hold her tight to my chest and let her listen to my racing heart before an idea comes to me. It’s one that I’ve been thinking of for a while, I have even planned out, I was just waiting for the perfect moment, but since everything about me and Millie has been perfectly imperfect in every single way, why not now?
It would be a symbol of us, wouldn’t it? This crazy, spur of the moment time.
“Hold on.” I break apart from her for just a moment, holding hard on to her shoulders. “Wait right there.”
“What are you doing?” Millie calls after me as I race up the stairs two at a time. “You’re nuts.”
That doesn’t stop me though, I keep on going, all the way until I reach the bedroom. That’s where I find the little secret box I have had hidden away for the last few months, just waiting… but now as I wrap my fingers around it, a warmth races through my body confirming that this is right.
“Yes, this is going to be amazing,” I gush to myself in excitement. “Oh God, I can’t wait.”
I’m most excited to see Millie’s face. The surprise and hopefully the joy when I finally get down on one knee and ask all the big question. The one that I am utterly sure of because I just know that it’s right. Me and Millie have always been perfect together. Ever since the day I first walked in to The Scarlet Longue and I first saw her there My life changed completely in that moment and it hasn’t gone back since, thank goodness.
Millie is waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs with confusion flooding her face as I run down to join her once more. She notices the big grin on my face but that doesn’t do anything to calm her down.
“What are you doing, Lance? Have you lost your mind? You’re acting like a mad person…”
I press a finger to her lips to silence her, which thankfully she does, then I fall to one knee in front of her, watching as her eyes almost pop out of her head in surprise while she tries to work out what’s happening…
“Millie Jones, I have been in love with you for what feels like forever,” I tell her sincerely. “I honestly can’t remember a time when I haven’t been head over heels in love with you. During the time when I don’t think either of us were convinced that we could work, it was awful. I was utterly gutted because I knew that me and you had something special and I didn’t want to let it go. I knew that you didn’t either.”
She chokes back a sob and nods in agreement with me. “I didn’t. I never would.”
“Well, now we don’t have to. We have overcome every obstacle thrown in our way and now we only have a positive future to look forward to. There are so many things that me and you have to look forward to, and I want one of those things to be a wedding. I want me and you to get married, because I would love nothing more than to be your husband, to have you as my wife because… because I love you, Millie. I love you more than anything else in the world. I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy. Also, we had a family reunion a while back and you didn’t completely lose your mind, even when I nearly did which is a miracle.” We both laugh together at this wild and happy memory. One of the best in my life actually. “So, what do you say? Will you spend the rest of your crazy life with me? Will you agree to by my wife?”
Happy tears stream down her face and I can feel them pricking in my eyes as well. The emotion is really clinging to me, getting the better of me, turning me in to a mushy, vulnerable mess.
“Yes, Lance, of course I will,” Millie answers me, looking happier than I ever knew possible “Yes!”
I slide the diamond ring on to her finger before sliding up her body to greet her. Our lips crash together, hungrily, excitedly, eagerly as we finally take our relationship up another notch. Millie Jones is now my fiancée, which is the best news ever. My brothers are going to be so happy for me, but no one can be happier than I am.
Finally, I have it all.
Chapter 20 – Millie
Eighteen months later…
“Are you okay?” Ben asks me as he lifts me to my feet, before straightening mess dress around me. “Sorry that it’s only me here to help you. Everyone else is at the church, getting the wedding all set up for you.”
I smile gratefully at Ben. “I don’t mind. I’m glad you’re here. You are my favorite brother in law.”
He laughs at me, knowing that I say that to all the Wilsons when they do something nice for me. It’s become a bit of fun between us all, a family bond that I didn’t even know I craved. I have always been an only child because of my mother dying when I was young and my father never meeting anyone else, and that was okay for me. I didn’t crave a big family but being a part of Lance’s is lovely as well, to be honest.
“Your dad will be here in a moment with the car. Do you want me to help you down the stairs?”
I glance down at my massively swollen belly and nod. “This is a bit crazy, isn’t it? Still getting hitched when I’m so pregnant? Do you think that we should have changed the date until after the baby?”
“Nah, not at all.” Ben smiles and holds out his arm for me to take. “You’ll be too tired for anything like a wedding when the baby is here. Plus, you know how long it took me to get everyone here at once.”
“That’s true… organizing a schedule around the Wilsons and their significant others is one hell of a challenge.” I pause thoughtfully for a second. “Actually, I’m really grateful to everyone for being here for us.”
“Everyone is happy to be back in our home town for a visit. And you know that they would do anything for you and Lance. We all can’t wait to see you finally married at last. It’s about time.”
I grin and stroke my belly while silently begging my baby to stay inside my belly just for today. My child could come easily, we’re very near to my due date which wasn’t in the plans when we first started organizing our intimate wedding ceremony for family only, but it doesn’t have to be today. Tomorrow would be fine. Or even better the day after when I have had a bit of time to recover. Any time but today…
“Oh God, you aren’t in pain, are you?” Ben asks as he spots me wincing. “The baby isn’t coming?”
“Nope, not in this big d
ress, that’s for sure. No baby can come today. Let’s get going…”
Ben doesn’t look convinced as he takes me down the stairs. He keeps darting me strange panicked looks as if he thinks that he might have to be the one to deliver this child, but that isn’t going to happen, I won’t let it.
“Ah, is that Dad?” I ask as a car horn beeps outside. “Good, that means it’s time to go.”
What I don’t add on is that I need this distraction to take my mind off the twinges. Definite twinges and not contractions but pain all the same. I really don’t need that right now, I want my vows to be perfect, for this day to be everything I want and more. I have been waiting for this day forever and I need it to be good.
Ben and my father help me in to the car and drive me towards the church. I stare out the window as we go, thinking about every story that Lance told me about his life growing up here. I like to think of him that way, before LA, to see another layer to the man who I have loved for a long time now. It just makes him even more perfect for me. Every layer of him, every part of him, it all just makes him even more special to me.
“Here we are.” My father turns to face me as we pull up outside the church. “Are you ready?”
“I sure am.” I nod hard and fast. “I can’t wait, so no jokes about cold feet, thank you very much.”
Dad snaps his lips closed, showing me that he was probably about to make that predictable joke, so thank goodness I shut him up before he could even go down that route. The twinges are starting to get a bit worse now, so I want to get in that church before the agony is the only thing that I can think of.
Not long, baby, I think as I rub my stomach. Please, just wait for a little bit longer…
I can’t control when my child comes, I can’t exactly squeeze my legs together and hope that everything turns out alright, but I’d have power over when I get married and I want to get in that church immediately.