by Carr, Kam
Where there’s a female there’s Riley.
“What have you been doing since...?” Amy began, she raised an eyebrow.
“Nothing” I replied. “Just lucky Riley came to stay with me as I think I would of gone mad.”
Her hand reached over the table and grabbed mine. The first prober contact I'll had with anyone in weeks. That small gesture felt good. Her hand was warm and soft. I looked up and deeply into her eyes. She was beautiful.
Why hadn't I noticed this before?
“Blake...” She said softly, I liked the way she said my name. “How about we ditch Casanova and go back to my place?” Her eyes gave a little glint of desire.
I gave her hand a little squeeze. “Mm mm.. I don't think that is a good idea. I really don't want a run with George or her lover!!”
Amy tilted her head to the side and gave a breathtaking smile. Some deep longing feeling began. I was into her and that was surprising. I had never seen her in this light before.
“Then your in fucking luck.” She lent froward, her lips were itches from mine. I wondered what it would be like to kiss her. “Georgina is miles away in LA!!”
“Then we should head off to yours....”
Me and Amy were sat on the sofa drinking wine and laughing. Everywhere I looked there was something belonging to Georgina. It felt strange seeing her belongings somewhere that wasn't my place.
Amy shifted a little towards me. She smelt fantastic and little tingle ran through my body. It had been a while since I had sex and now I had that urging feeling. I craved the need to be held and wanted.
Amy placed her glass down and took mine away. She placed it down and turned back round to me. Her fingertips brushed the side of my face and she moved a little closer. I could feel my heart beating rapidly with excitement.
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“We don't have to do this” she sighed. “If your not ready.. Then I do understand.”
I placed my hand on the back of her neck and pushed her lips on to mine. Our tongues
invading each others mouth’s. I had to do this. I had to move on and no longer think about Georgina. Amy could be my form of therapy.
Amy pulled away breathing heavily. “Wow!” She gasped and her eyes were really wide. “Your a fucking excellent kisser.” I gave a little smug nod in agreement. She jumped up and grabbed hold of my hand. “Lets see what else your good at.”
I followed her in the bedroom and closed the door behind me. She turned to face me and her eyes never left mine. Slowly and seductively she began to strip. I watched as she discarded her clothes and revealed her perfect toned curvy body.
I walked over and placed my hands on the sides of her face. “Your a very beautiful woman, Amy” I said before leaning forward and placing my lips on hers. Her hands moved up into my hair and our kiss deepen. We were hungry for each other. Both fuelled by this intense sexual tension.
She began to move me backwards, not once taking her lips away from mine. I felt the bed behind my knees and we fell on to it. My hands grabbed her arse and I gave it a little squeeze.
“Your still wearing your clothes” she giggled cheekily nipping my lip with her teeth. “Why don't you remove them and I'll get the condom.”
She moved over to her bedside cabinet. In a flash I kicked my shoes off, undid my jeans and removed the lot. I laid back placing my hands behind my head. I was all hers.. Whatever she wanted to do she could.
She came back over and her eyes fell on to my dick. She licked her lips and her eyes filled with greed. She ripped opened the condom with her teeth and removed the packing.
“Well who's been eating all their veg?” She joked as she rolled the down condom on my length. “Now... I am going to fuck you sweetly” she hissed.
She straddled on top of me, lowered down and slowly I filled her up. I let out a little air from my mouth. She began to move up and down. She was deliciously wet from just those few movements. Slowly she began to swirl her hips, she leaned back and grabbed hold of my legs. I began to massage her sweet spot as I did her groans escalated.
She began to get out of control, bouncing up and down on me, pushing me deeper and deeper inside of her. My hands reached out for her arse and I grabbed it tightly. Pushing myself inside of Amy. She began to shake and her groans turned into screams. I felt my toes curl and then I to came screaming at the top of my voice.
I could of passed out from the long awaited orgasm. I tried to regain my breath, but nothing I did worked. Amy rested her head on my chest and began to trail her nails up and down my arm.
“I take that was the first since?” I just nodded, I was unable to speak. A little smile sprung to her lips. “Glad to of been of fucking assistant” she laughed. I laughed with her and held her tight.
All of a sudden I had forgotten...
Who was Georgina Dawson?
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CHAPTER 5
I was glad we had got back on British ground. Georgina had been a nightmare for the remainder of our stay in LA. I knew for a fact it had to do with Debbie but she wouldn't tell me. I felt removed from her and it was fucking disturbing me.
“Where are we staying tonight?” I asked while picking up the suitcases from baggage claim. Georgina just shrugged and carried on staring at her feet.
That was it!
I couldn't take her shit no more. She was behaving like a sulky teenager. I threw the case on the floor and grabbed hold of her. I didn't give a fuck who was watching.
“What is wrong with you?” I yelled. “Tell me or I will torture it out of you!”
Georgina's eyebrows shoot up and her cheeks flushed a little. I knew I had caused us some attention but I didn't care.
“Not here” she said quietly. “Lets go back to mine and talk about it.”
My eyes narrowed and I regained myself. “Mine!” I demanded. “I don't want Amy knowing our business... Come!” I gathered up the cases. I wanted to get the fuck out of this airport.
Finally we stepped out into the fresh air. My new Aston Martin DB9 was waiting for us.
“Now we have to be driven everywhere?” She said in a rude manner, I felt my mouth tighten. She was really pushing it now. The driver stepped out and took the suitcases off me.
“Will you cut the attitude, Georgina!” I ran my hands through my hair and let out a little air. I opened the car door and glared at her. “Get in the car” I growled.
“I am not a child, Maxwell!” She hissed as she climbed in. I rolled my eyes.
How could she be so fucking frustrating but yet sexy at the same time?
We arrived back at mine. It was now really late and Georgina had fallen asleep. I carried her into the house and set her down on the sofa. I knelt down next to her and took in her beauty. Her golden hair and rose bud lips. Wow, a little smile came to my lips. I really was a lucky fucker. Ever since she had graced my office with her presence my luck had changed. Miss Georgina Dawson was my lucky charm. I brushed some hair out of her face and she began to stir. Her big blue eyes opened and she stared up at me,
“Tell me” I begged. This was all beginning to hurt. I wanted us share everything and never have any secrets. She seemed so far away from me. Her hand reached out and she rubbed my cheek. I fell into her touch. Her hands were always soft.
“Do you love me?” She sat up and looked directly into my eyes.
What sort of dumb question was that?
“I love you more than anything.” I bent froward and kissed her sweet lips. My hand gripped hold of her chin and I pulled away. “What is wrong? This is killing me.”
“If Debbie wanted you back...” She looked away and her voice lowered. “Would you choose her over me?”
Where had that come from?
I wanted to burst out in hysterical laughter. This had obviously been upsetting her.
I shook my head. “No!” I yelled. “I almost lost everything to be with you. Your my sweet fix. How can I give up something I crave?”
She rested her forehead on
mine. “Debbie is leaving her husband.”
“That's her problem.”
“She said I should leave you and allow you to be a family again. I'm getting in the way.”
Now it all made sense. I could feel my anger reaching incredible height. Who the fuck did Debbie think she was? Like I would ever take her back. I would take Olivia back any day and watch Debbie rot in the street.
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BITCH!
I had to sort this out with my woman by my side. I pulled out my phone. Fingers crossed it was back to UK settings. I went through my contacts and reached the bitch's name.
“What are you doing?”
I ignored her and pressed the call button. It was working.
“Hello?” Answered a voice.
“Debbie!” I yelled.
“Maxwell?” Her toned changed. “Hi, how was your flight?”
“Cut the crap! What the fuck have you been saying to Georgina?” There was no reply. She was guilty. “Now listen carefully... I do not care about you or your husband. I am with Georgina and I don't want you. You are nothing to me. In fact it pleases me that you live on the other side of the world.”
“But!” She screeched.
“Bye” I yelled and hit the end button. Georgina was staring at me shocked. Once again I had some how managed to shock the wonderful Miss Dawson. A sweet smile of victory appeared slowly across my lips.
“What if she stops you seeing Olivia?” Georgina asked the panic filling her voice.
“She won't!”
Georgina wrapped her arms around me and hugged me hard. I felt the relief. I had her back, no thanks to the bitch in LA!
“I'm sorry.. Did I spoil the trip?”
I hugged her back just as hard. “No. I'm just glad your still here and didn't take that bitch's words seriously.” I pulled away and narrowed my eyes. “Just promise me your tell me next time if something is playing on your mind.” She gave a little nod. “Bed!” I demanded.
“Mr Golden Rule, are you ordering me around again?” She was giving me the look. The one where her eyes burned with desire and she was biting down on that lip. It always sent my blood flowing in one direction.
“Yes” I said dangerously low. “I never did tame you in LA like we agreed.”
“No, you didn't” her tone matching mine.
“Shell I do it now as a punishment?”
“Punishment?” She laughed. “Never thought of you as the BDSM Dom type?”
“Guess there are a lot of things your going to learn along the way” I warned. I grabbed hold of her hand and led her into the bedroom before she could back out.
I stood in the doorway as Maxwell began to search through a draw. An amused smile appeared on my face.
What was he planning on doing to me?
He spun around holding up a really long bandage.
“What's that?” I giggled.
His eyes widened with greed and prowled over to me. “This Miss Dawson is a bandage!”
“I thought we were having sex, not playing doctors and nurses?”
“Improvisation, Miss Dawson.” He raised an eyebrow. “Are you ready to play?”
“Always” I said breathless. I could feel the wanton feeling rushing through my body.
He looked me up and down. “Then why are you still wearing these?” He pointed to my dress. “Come on, Miss Dawson. The sooner you undress the sooner you get your fix.” I could see his arousal bulging through his trousers. The thought of him tying me up was turning him on instantly. I hadn't even touched him yet.
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I slowly began to undress and he stood watching, taking me in fully with his mouth tight and his blue eyes burning into me. Finally, I was completely naked and ready for what ever he had planned.
“There are rules” he smirked.
“You do surprise me” I giggled.
He rolled his eyes. “Here they are... No talking... No stopping me and letting me have complete utter control. You could say this is a test of trust... Do you trust me?”
“Of course” I said sadly, why would he ask that?
“Good” he nodded. “Now lay on the bed on your front.”
I crawled down on the bed and laid on my stomach. The excitement of the possibilities was filling my body. I heard him get undress and then climb on the bed.
“Place your hands behind your back” he barked. I complied, he began to wrap the bandage around my wrists and I felt him pull it tighter. “Get on your knees!” Once again I did, trying to bite my tongue from asking questions.
He began to wrap the bandage around my ankles, I was unable to move. On my knees with my hands bounded behind my back connected to my ankles. Everything went quiet and all of a sudden I felt him slam into me.
I hissed in pleasure and he carried on slamming into me with force. I felt my whole body enlighten in fire. Then he pulled out and his hand slipped in between my legs to there. His magic lean fingers moved in between my legs to massage my sweet spot, his finger circling and getting me wetter. Slowly he slipped his finger inside me and carried on the sweet massage. I wanted to scream loudly but I couldn't because of the rules.
His fingertips carried on the tense, up to my sweet spot and then inside. He stopped just as I felt my whole body tingle. Then once again he slammed into, pushing himself deeper and deeper inside. One of his hands grabbed hold of my hair and pulled my head back. The other found its way to my sweet spot. I couldn't stay quiet and began to scream the house down. Pleasure overwhelmed me and every thing exploded.
One final slam and he found his. “FUCK!” he screamed. He rested his head on my back and I could feel his heart beat racing. He moved up slowly and pulled himself out of me. Slowly he unbounded me and I was free. I clasped on to the bed and he laid down next to me.
“Well?” He smirked.
“I love you” I yawned, I was really tired now. He pulled me into his arms and kissed my forehead. There naked and together I fell asleep in my Mr Golden Rules arms.
I was glad to be home. After the shitty LA trip, the all nighter with Maxwell and work today. All I wanted to do was have a hot bath and get to bed. Maxwell had insisted we stayed at our own places tonight. I was thankful, I needed the rest.
The flat was quiet. Amy was probably still at work. I flopped on to the sofa and put my feet up on the coffee table. My head was pounding and my eyes burned with lack of sleep.
“Well, if it isn't the dirty stay out!” Amy laughed coming out of her bedroom. She sat down next to me and linked her arm with mine. “I think I'm in love” she hushed while resting her head on my shoulder.
I was shocked! Amy actually admitting she loved a man. Normally she just used and abused them. This was a whole new revelation from her.
“Is he here?” She shook her head. “How long have you been seeing him?” I asked puzzled.
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Before LA I was pretty sure she was moaning about not seeing anyone.
“Since the weekend!”
“The weekend?” I laughed. “And your already in love?”
“I said think” she huffed lifting her head off my shoulder. “Besides, you had one quick fuck with the flashy fucker and you were declaring your love!”
True, very true
“I'm sorry” I grabbed hold of her hand. “It's just I have never seen you like this.”
“That's because I have never met anyone like him.” Her eyes went all dreamy and she was looking out to space. Wow, this bloke deserved some sort of medal. He had done the impossible. He had defrosted the Ice Queen.
“Who is it?” I asked out of curiosity.
All of a sudden terror filled her face and her eyes diverted down to her hands. “Maybe it would be better if you stayed at Maxwell’s for a while.”
Did I hear her straight?
This was my home.
Was she picking a man over her best friend?
I loved Maxwell to death but I couldn't move in with him. I had just got out of a serio
us relationship over a month ago.
“Why?” I yelled.
“I just need some time alone with him” she replied.
That was a dumb excuse and after everything we had been through together. I stood up, grabbed my bag and walked towards my room. I made sure I slammed the door as hard as I could. I grabbed my phone out of my bag and tried to ring Maxwell. There was no answer, he must still be in meetings.
I laid down on my bed and stared up at the ceiling. I felt angry but hurt all at the same time.
What did she think I was going to do?
Jump the bloke as soon as her back was turned?
Sod her!
If she wanted me gone I guess I had to find somewhere else. This was meant to be my fresh start, so much for that. There was a knock on the door and Amy poked her head round it. I groaned and looked back at the ceiling. She slowly stepped into my room.
“I tried to ring him but there was no answer. I'll try again later. Well, if I'm allowed to stay that long? I wouldn't dream of getting in the way of you and lover boy!”
Amy sat down next to me. “I don't want you to go” she whispered. I sat up and looked at her. Her big brown eyes were low and sad. I reached out for her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “I'm just scared things will get complicated.”
Complicated?
What was that meant to mean?
Amy shrugged and regained her normal self. “You know what? Just ignore me. All the sex has fucked up my head literally.”
I gave a little laugh. “Well, any time you need some privacy let me know. I'll get out your way.” I gave my best friend a massive hug. I was pleased I didn't have to leave.
I placed Maxwell’s morning coffee down on his desk and watched as he spoke on the phone. His thumb brushed against his lip, just like it normally did when he was in deep thought. His hair was all floppy and he was dressed in that navy suit which showed off his perfect body. He looked every itch the master of his universe.