“Baby.” His lips leave mine to run over my neck. “I’m so sorry.” His teeth nip my ear. “Tell me you forgive me. Please.”
My hands run up to tangle in his wet hair. His cock pulses inside me, sending sparks through me. “I forgive you,” I breathe the words out to him.
“Thank you,” he says then his mouth is back on mine and his kiss is hard and demanding.
He pumps into me like a crazy man who hasn’t had sex in a year. My body is crushed between his hard muscled body and the wall. I can barely inhale as he tries so hard to get as close to me as he possibly can.
The wave starts up and then it crashes as he’s pounding me relentlessly. My nails run over his back, clawing him as my body clenches around his hard cock.
Then his mouth leaves mine as he looks into my eyes. “I love you, Beth.” Then he stiffens and groans with his release.
“I love you, Channing,” I pant out.
His forehead comes to rest on mine as his body releases all it has to give me. After all the aftershocks have ceased he pulls out of me as he kisses me softly. “I do love you, Beth.”
“I know.”
He moves my head back and makes sure all the conditioner has rinsed out of my hair. Then turns off the shower and wraps me in a towel. After wrapping a towel around his hips he smiles at me. “Monday, you’re back on the payroll of Michaels Investment Firm as my assistant. If you want that is.”
I nod. “Nothing would make me happier, Channing.”
“Good,” he says as he lays me back on his bed. “And from now on I want you here with me. No one can know about us yet, but we can say the apartment wasn’t working out since there’s so much work to be done so I moved you into my house. Its huge anyway so who’s to say a thing.”
“Are you sure?” I ask him as he’s really moving fast now.
With a nod, he drops his towel and yanks mine off then jumps onto the bed. “I am. And tomorrow, since it’s Sunday and we have no work to do, I’m taking you out on my sailboat.” His finger touches the tip of my nose as he smiles down at me.
His boat? The one his wife fell off of?
“Is that a good idea? I mean what will people say?” I look at him and only find sheer joy in his eyes.
Then his lips fall onto mine as his hands move over my breasts. Finally, after getting me all hot and bothered again, he pulls his hot mouth away from mine. “I’ll come up with something if anyone asks.”
“Just so you’re aware. I’m positive it is your father who’s been following us around. So be prepared for him to come to you with more lies, Channing.”
“I’ve been thinking about that and as long as you’re okay with it, I’d like to set a tracking app on your cell phone. Then I’ll have physical proof of where you were. He told me you came to his home.”
“I have no idea where that even is. And I have no problem with the tracking app. We’ll catch the man in his lies. Then find out what the hell he’s really doing. I think he might be sneaking into your home, Channing.” I run my hand through his damp dark locks as I look into his piercing blue, green eyes.
His lips touch mine for only a second. He can’t seem to get enough of me as his dick grows and pulses against my thigh.
Little kisses he makes all over my cheeks, neck and then my chest. Taking some time on my breast to kiss and suckle it. The heat grows between my legs.
One of his hands moves down my body, trailing over my stomach and right to my clit that’s beginning to pulse as he sucks my tit. A little tap to it sends a jolt through me.
A gentle rub starts a slow fire to build deep inside me.
This making up thing is really awesome!
Chapter 6
CHANNING
She is my world again. Only three days have passed since I’ve seen her beautiful face and yet I can’t stop looking at it as she sleeps next to me.
Her breathing is slow and steady and she seems to be getting better already. I hate I did this to us. So quick to jump to conclusions. So quick to judge. So quick to turn away from someone I love.
Perhaps I’m more like my father than I ever thought I was.
Her dark hair is fanned out on the fluffy white pillow. Her face had been pale. Now it’s a nice rosy color. My scruffy beard the probable cause of that.
It’s becoming painfully obvious to me that I lived my life very emotionally closed down. Though my mother did all she could. Her parents helped to raise me. And I did feel loved. But something was always missing.
I suppose it was a father. My mother never married. And while I know she had men friends, none were ever introduced as a boyfriend. Perhaps she was emotionally unavailable much as I am.
Or was, anyway. Beth is definitely changing me. My heart has never hurt so much as when I told her she was fired and I was done with her. My body has never ached so much over anything.
Even now I have to fight not to wake her up. My hands hover just over her flat stomach. They itch to feel her silky skin under them.
But can I be the man she deserves?
She deserves more than just a rich man. Beth is sweet and good and kind and honest. I was a fool for ever taking my father’s words over hers.
I will never make that mistake again. If they would just declare Jana dead, then we could move on with our lives.
Maybe a visit to her parents is in order. But then there’s Lori to contend with. And even René.
“What are you doing, Channing?” her words come sleepily out of her sweet mouth.
I press mine to hers for a moment. “Looking at you. Wishing things were different.”
A smile creeps across her red lips. “It’s okay.” Her arms run up around my neck. “Lie down and sleep. I’m not going anywhere. Even if you tell me too, anymore.”
I smile. “Good. Don’t let my penchant for self-sabotage ruin this. I was just thinking how I’ve never really put my heart out there for real before. Not even when I asked Jana to marry me. I was still closed off. I said the word love, but I never knew the real feelings behind it until you, Beth.”
Her deep green eyes sparkle up at me and I sigh with how they make me feel. “Channing, I never knew real love before either. I know everything will work out for us.”
A pale pink ray of sunlight falls through the open window. “Looks like the dawn has found us, Baby.” My lips graze her cheek.
Her hand moves over mine. “It has. So you feel like sleeping yet?”
“I should be exhausted but the fact you’re in my bed has me anything but that.” I run my hand down her neck then move it behind it and grip it as I pull her up to meet my kiss.
My tongue moves over her bottom lip and I take it between my teeth. Delivering a sweet bite and relishing the way her moan comes from so deep inside her.
Her hands move over my back as she pulls my body to hers. One of her legs wraps around me and strokes the back of my leg as she arches up to me.
The way her nipples get erect and hard and rub against my chest lets me know she’s getting all wet for me. I move my leg between her thighs and can already feel the heat radiating from her for me.
I move my mouth to her ear and bite her sweet plump earlobe. “You want me, Baby?”
Her nails rake over my back as she grinds against my leg. “I do.”
Grabbing a handful of my hair, she pulls my head back and her eyes are full of lust and desire. I smile at her. “More, then?”
She nods and pulls my face to hers. “Fuck me, Channing. Fuck me until I can’t walk.”
My cock goes even harder with her words. I move my body over hers and press my throbbing cock into her tight, wet, hot pussy.
I watch her mouth form an, ‘O’ as I enter her and she moans with the feeling. Her body comes up to meet mine, and she moves her legs to wrap around me, holding me to her.
I love her with everything in me. I want her with me forever. I can’t stand the thought of leaving this bed.
With a roll of my body, I move into her deep and slow. H
er hands move over my back then land on my arms. She grips my biceps and a slight smile moves over her mouth.
She is so beautiful and I know I don’t deserve such a sweet angel like she is, but I will never let her go.
To look at her is torture so I press my lips to her long and elegant neck and kiss her there while I make slow thrusts into her, igniting moans and making her body quiver.
The slow strokes I’m making are making her want more as she grinds her body to mine with each thrust. “You like it, Baby?”
“Umhm,” she says with a sweet hum. “Harder, Baby.”
I smile and move faster and harder. “Like that?”
Small wisps of air come out of her mouth with each hard stroke. “Yeah, like that.” Her pussy is so wet it’s amazing. “Yeah, Baby. Fuck me hard. Make me scream.”
And just like, that she’s drawn the animal out in me and I pound into her then grab a handful of her hair and pull it hard. Her hands move over my back and I take them into my hands and pull them over her head.
As I hold her down I say, “Don’t come until I give you permission.”
“Oh, damn it, Baby. I don’t know if I…”
I bite her neck hard then hold both her slim wrists in one hand and smack the side of her ass with the other. “Do as I say or I’ll have to spank that sweet ass of yours.”
Pulling my face back to look at her I see her eyes wide. “You wouldn’t!”
“Want to find out?” I smack the side of her ass again. “Cum before I tell you that you can and you will.”
She bites her lip and looks at me trying to judge if I’m serious or not. Then she releases her lip. “K.”
“Good girl,” I say and let her have it.
I slam my dick into her hot cunt until her body is shaking and I can feel her pussy tight as hell around my dick. The sounds she’s making let me know she’s doing all she can to hold it back.
“Channing! Channing! Please!” her pleas come to me as her body shakes with the need to release.
“Not yet!” I smack her again and she bucks.
“Channing!”
I slam into her ten more times and feel the slightest tug of her cunt trying to hold back the orgasm that is about to rock her body in a way she has never known.
“Come!”
The sound she lets out is amazing and makes my ears tingle with the sweet sound. Her body falls apart and the heat she had going on inside her turns up about fifty degrees with her climax.
“Channing! Channing! Oh, God!”
That’s what I’m talking about!
I let myself be drawn in by the way her body’s trying to get mine to join her in the abyss of pleasure. My cock jerks and the threads of semen spill into her sweet center.
I can’t think. Everything is centered around how she makes me feel. So fucking awesome and complete. It all feels so right.
My body falls on top of hers and I release her wrists. Her hands move all over me and she peppers my neck with little kisses. “That was amazing, Channing! Amazing! Damn it!” her words are breathy and raspy.
“Glad you liked it, Baby,” I mumble against her skin.
Now the exhaustion is overtaking me and I’m about to pass out for the first time in three nights. I move half my body off hers and lay my arm over her chest.
It rises and falls with each harsh breath she takes. My leg traps hers under it and I feel like I have her safe in clutches and call fall asleep with the knowledge she is mine.
Forever, she is mine!
Chapter 7
BETH
Who says breaking up is all bad?
Sure, for three days I thought I was going to die. But then the make-up came and the make-up sex is still going on.
A whole week has passed and Channing hasn’t let me sleep an entire night yet. And it must show on our faces as we’ve had many raised eyebrows when we come into the office together.
Channing said it’s saving gas so we ride together. He said there was so much work to do that I took a room in his house instead of the apartment. He has a quick answer for everything it seems.
And when his father called and asked him if he’d hired me back he told him he did and that he didn’t believe him about anything. Channing also asked him what he did with Jana’s things.
Morgan told him he kept them all in a room in his estate. He also asked Channing if he missed Jana at all. To which he replied, no.
This ignited a confrontation about the woman and her missing situation. Morgan accused Channing of murdering Jana because of an affair he was having with me.
Ludicrous, I know!
So now I’m waiting for Channing to get off the phone with his father who keeps screaming about calling the cops.
“Morgan, that’s insane. We’ll both pass a lie detector test if you do that. We were not having an affair.” Channing taps a pen on the top of his Mahogany desktop.
“You are now, though.” His father’s words hang in the air like a dark cloud.
Channing’s eyes dart to mine and he frowns. If given a lie detector, and that question is asked, we are failing it for sure.
“No, we are not,” Channing tells him. “Why can’t you let this go and just leave me the fuck alone. You have all her things and that’s what you asked for. So just stop bothering me.”
“How can you not be upset about your wife’s disappearance, Channing?” his father yells over the phone.
“I will not discuss her with you! I won’t do it. What she did with you was a thing I couldn’t get over. I should’ve let you have her ass then. I thought I was punishing you both somehow by not letting her go. I was wrong. So fucking wrong!” He puts the phone down and turns it on speaker.
Channing’s hands are shaking as they run through his dark hair. His eye is twitching, and this is like torture to him. My heart aches that his own father could put him through this.
“I have a deal for you, son,” comes his father’s suddenly calm and cool voice. “Give me the million you owe me. Then give me half of what’s in your bank accounts, Jana’s half of the money you made while you were married to her. Then we’ll call it even and I’ll get out of your life forever. Don’t and I’ll go to the authorities with this information about you and this other woman.”
“What’s her name, Morgan?” Channing drums his fingers on his desk.
“How should I know?” he says, “I know she’s a brunette with big tits and an ass to match. By the way, son, Jana was much more beautiful. What a step backward for you.”
My jaw drops and I stomp my foot and my hands close into fists. Channing shakes his head as he looks at me. Then he says, “You should know her name, you said she came to your home and told you we were together after all. And now I am done. I’m not doing this with you. There will be no money given to you, ever. I have done nothing wrong and I will not be blackmailed by you.”
“She was hurt by what you did, Channing.”
“What are you talking about?” he asks.
“Jana,” his father says. “The way you told her what she and I had, had to end. She thought it was because you loved her and wanted to have a life with her. It hurt her when she found out it was only to stop us from having a happy life.”
“For a woman who was hurt, she acted like it made no difference to her. She never tried once to make me love her again. Not that what I had for her was real love, anyway.” Channing looks at me. “I didn’t even know what love was back then.”
“So you admit you had no love for her. Yet you took her from me and me from her, anyway. And you feel like you owe me nothing. You killed her, Channing. Whether you tossed her off that little boat or not. You took her out when you knew there were small craft advisories and you got drunk and didn’t control the boat and she fell overboard. You killed her no matter which way it happened. Accident or not. You did it.” His father stops talking as he suddenly starts sobbing.
My eyes go big and I shrug my shoulders. The man is a loon. And uses every source kno
wn to man to manipulate Channing. It’s really disgusting.
I whisper to Channing, “You should hang up.”
He nods. “I don’t have time for your mind games. Bye.” He swipes his finger over the screen, ending the call. “That was awful.”
He pulls me to sit on his lap and runs his fingers through my hair. I run my hands over his shoulders, trying to loosen them up. “We need to come up with a plan, Channing. Just in case the authorities are told about us.”
His eyes are stormy blue right now and his emotions run all through them. The man has him feeling so torn and guilty over what has happened to his wife.
“How come I feel nothing about her passing, Beth? Am I a monster?” He looks away from me.
I take his face in my hands and make him look back at me. “You are no monster. Think back to the wine and how you’ve maintained it felt as if you were drugged. Maybe she did put something in it.”
He nods. “I think she did.”
“Why would she do that?”
His head shakes letting me know he has no idea but then it stops and he looks at me. “Do you think maybe her plan was for me to fall overboard or her push me off after I passed out? Only it backfired on her.”
“Did she know how to sail the boat?” I get up and go to grab a cup of coffee.
“Get me one too,” he says. “The same way you take yours, please. And she did know how to sail. She had me teach her before we were married. When we were dating.”
“I suppose if what you say about how you two were living and how desolate your marriage was, she was trying to get out of it and move on. But you said you had a prenuptial agreement, right?” I stir in two packets of sugar into my coffee and look back at him.
“We did.” I place the coffee I made him on the desk in front of him and he picks it up and blows the steam into billowing trails over the tall cup. “If we were to divorce she would get what she came in with. Nothing. If I were to die, though. Well, my will left everything to her. My mother had been my beneficiary before I was married. But Jana made sure I had that changed only a month after we married.”
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