Believe Series box set

by L Chapman

  His lips slide onto mine as I push him over onto his side and place my leg over his. I will get what I want, I think to myself. His hand goes to the back of my head pushing me in closer to him, deeper.

  He rolls backward forcing me on top. I can feel his pulsating cock in between the lips of my pussy. I let my hand glide down his chest and stomach till I reach his cock. I rub it before letting it slide into me.

  “Oh,” I say with pleasure as I adjust to his size. He feels so good.

  Warren lets go of my head, letting me sit upright before I lean slightly back and slowly start moving up and down. I watch his face explore my exposed breasts while his hands glide over my hips to help me move faster.

  “Oh, babe,” he moans. “Oh, you’re killing me.”

  I can’t remember the last time I felt like this. I lean forward placing my hands on his stomach. Wow, what a body. Warren’s hands slide over my bum before giving it a little tap.

  “Oh,” I moan, my speed increasing.

  I feel the tension start to build between us. The heat is incredible. He is so deep inside me, I can feel him throb. He does not let up; his hands squeeze my hips harder as he drives himself into me at the same time I push down.

  “Oh, babe, I’m going to explode soon,” he says between moans.

  I smile. I want him to come, and I’m so close it’s unreal. ”Arghhh, Jen!” He shouts.

  “Warrennnnnn!” I scream as I collapse on him with my head falling on his bare chest.

  “Oh, babe,” he whispers as he moves my hair out of my face. I feel his lips gently caress my forehead.

  I slowly climb off him, lying down by his side. He wraps his arm around me, pulling me closer. “I haven’t finished with you yet, Jen,” he whispers before placing a delicate kiss on my head as his spare hand rubs my breasts.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Today is the day we set aside to go to the venue one last time before the wedding. I have always wanted a traditional wedding and when it came time to pick the venue, I said it had to be a church. I did not care which one, so Rich suggested the little church he was christened in since it is located in the town we just moved to. It’s a quaint looking church. I didn’t want to get married too early in the day, so we chose two in the afternoon, that way I have time to get ready. The reception will be posh because we are hosting it in a castle.

  I slowly open my eyes. The sun is blaring straight through the window towards me, so I pull the cover up over my face.

  “Oh, babe, are you not a morning person?” I hear him say.

  Oh my, last night was not a dream. I look under the cover to discover I am naked, just as I suspected. I roll over to see Warren lying there with his shoulder bent to raise him a bit higher.

  “Hi,” I reply, sheepishly.

  He still looks amazing, but I should not be here. I should be at home waiting for Rich, the man I am marrying in a matter of days. Last night was the best night of my life. Ever. I cannot stop smiling. So naughty, but nice. Is it bad that I want to do it again? Warren was so wonderful, so gentle, yet so exciting at the same time. I never knew what he was going to do next, and it made the sex that much better.

  I shake my head; I need to stop thinking about last night. I need to go home and tell Rich what I did. Tears start to roll down my face.

  “Hush, babe. What’s wrong?” Warren questions, placing his arm around me. I push back against him, freeing myself from his grip. I sit up on the side of the bed.

  “Where is my stuff?” I ask while trying to hold back the tears.

  “Here,” he says as he passes my clothes to me.

  I sit there slipping on my underwear then adding my heels.

  “Jen, what’s wrong?” He asks, appearing beside me fully dressed.

  “Nothing,” I say, slipping my dress over my head.

  “Tell me,” he says, his normal calm voice now a firm tone.

  I shake my head. Warren gently pushes me back onto the bed. “Tell me,” he repeats in a pleading manner.

  “I’m getting married in a few days. Last night shouldn’t have happened.” I stare into his eyes, waiting for his reaction.

  “Okay. I’ll drop you back off wherever you need to be. No one ever has to know what happened between us.” I can tell he is hurting because his eyes turn dull and their usual sparkle is gone.

  “Thank you,” I reply, taking a deep breath. I do not know what to do. I really should just walk away.

  I follow Warren from his bedroom along the hallway, past the cream walls with paintings hanging. We walk into the dining room and face a large table.

  “Would you like some breakfast before you leave?” Warren asks with sorrow in his voice.

  I shake my head to say no.

  “You need something, even if it’s just a drink, Jen.” He pushes.

  “Coffee, please,” I state, placing my hand into my bag and pulling out my mobile.

  “How do you take it?” He asks.

  “Milk and one, please.”

  I lean against the dining room table watching him move around in the small kitchen. I glance down at my mobile to see a missed text from Megan.

  Hi Hun, did you have a good night? We will meet you at the venue just before 2. Heading out to get a couple of things. Xx

  Megan, I did something really wrong last night. Xx

  “Here you go. Shall we sit in the front room?” Warren asks while passing me a blue cup of steaming hot coffee.

  “Okay.” I follow him into the room.

  “So, you’re getting married. When?” He asks, taking a seat on the dark blue corner sofa.

  I sit down, ensuring a space between us. “In seventeen days.”

  “So, are you going to tell me about the lucky man?”

  “You don’t really want to know about him. You’re just trying to find out something. What do you want to know?”

  “Are you really happy?” He asks, placing his hand on my bare knee.

  “I’m not talking about it.” I drink my coffee as quickly as I can. I need to get away from Warren. My chest hurts, and I feel like I am breaking into a million pieces. I want last night to last forever, but I am with Rich. He is my prince now.

  “Where is it that I am taking you to?” Warren asks as he grabs my empty cup.

  “Just back to the club, please.” I stand up and follow him into the kitchen. His apartment is perfect. The walls are painted cream with a feature wall covered in wallpaper and large windows to allow light to enter. It is a very stylish place, but it is lived in and easily recognised as a bachelor’s apartment. He has a large television with a game console and a rack full of video games. It is odd that I do not see any family pictures on the wall.

  “Are you sure? Where is your car?” He asks, grabbing his car keys from the side where he threw them when we came in last night.

  “At work.”

  “I will just take you there.”

  “No, you don’t have to do that.”

  “I’m taking you to your car,” he says in a stern voice.

  “Thank you.” I look down at the floor, not knowing what else to say.

  The journey to my car is quiet; we don’t say anything to each other. I feel like I have broken Warren. Why did I have to sleep with him?

  “Thank you, Mr. James,” I say as we pull up beside my car.

  “It’s Warren, and you’re welcome, Jen.” He leans over to me, placing a little kiss on my cheek. Tears begin to well up in my eyes, and I take a deep breath before I open the car door.

  “Jen.” I turn to face him. “Here is my card. Please stay in touch.” I take the card and nod as I exit the car. I walk over to my car and rummage through my bag to find my keys, sliding his card into my bag in the process. I jump into my car. As I start the engine, the tears begin flowing freely down my face. Why? Why did I do it? I love Rich, or I don’t know anything about what I want anymore.

  Chapter Seventeen

  As I pull into the driveway of our house, I am elated to see
no other car is parked there. I don’t think I can cope talking to anyone today, but I know I need to. I jump out of my car and head inside, straight up the stairs and into the shower. I need the shower to wash away everything that I did. I place my hand in to check the temperature before climbing into the bath. We still have to get our separate shower sorted. We are planning that as a project after the wedding. I stand there letting the water hit me and allowing my mind to recall what Warren and I did in his shower last night. I had never had sexy time in the shower before, and it was mind blowing.

  I shake my head. Stop thinking about him, Jennifer. I grab the shower gel and flannel and scrub myself over and over again. Before climbing out, I wrap a big pink towel around myself. I walk into my bedroom and open the wardrobe. I need something to wear. I pick out a black skirt with a little slit at the side. It only comes to my knees, but it looks smart. I pick out a plain white blouse to go with it and place them both on my bed so I can critique the outfit matched together. It will have to do. No one will care what I wear today anyway. I turn to the drawer and grab some underwear before getting dressed.

  I leave my hair as it is, just throwing the brush through it. By the time I get sorted and to the venue, it should be dry. I choose some black peep toe shoes and slip them on. I walk over to my wall-length mirror and stand there looking at myself. I rub down the creases in my clothes and turn to the side to make sure I look smart. I have a long black cardigan in the car that I can place over my blouse. I add the finishing touches of a little mascara and purple eye shadow. I am ready to go to the castle.

  Before I leave, I stand there rubbing my finger where my engagement ring should be. I do not wear it at work, so it has been in my bag. It feels weird when it’s not on my finger. I guess that’s a sign that I’m used to it being there. I take it from my bag and slide it back on. It’s simple but beautiful. Rich knows me well.

  I head back downstairs with everything I need in my bag. I have ten minutes to spare before I need to leave to make it to the venue on time. I head into the kitchen, grab a glass from the cupboard and run the cold water tap. I test the water with my little finger before placing the glass underneath it. I then turn to the cupboard to get some headache tablets. They might ease the dull pain I have in my chest. I feel like such a bitch.

  Climbing into the car, I turn on the radio as loud as I can. I quickly check my mobile.

  Oh Jenny, what did you do? Xx

  I slept with someone. Xx

  I place my mobile on the passenger seat, pull out of the driveway and sing along to the radio all the way to the venue. I try hard to keep my mind from racing back to last night. Anything but think of what I have done.

  As I pull into the car park of the castle, I see Megan standing there with Mia.

  Taking a deep breath, I grab everything and head over to them.

  “Hi,” I say.

  “Jenny, it’s lovely to see you again,” Mia says while giving me a welcoming embrace. Mia is such a bubbly person. She is a little bit younger than me if I remember correctly. She always wears girly glamour clothes. Today, she has some black leggings under a floating dark, plump purple top that only just covers her bum. It clings to all the important parts. Her attire is complete with some lovely heels. Her straight hair is down. It is noticeable that she has money to waste since all her stuff looks brand new.

  “Hi, Jenny, I got your text. We need to talk,” Megan states, giving me a hug.

  “I know. Where is Lucy?” I question.

  Megan points to the grassy area beside the castle. I see Mark sitting on the grass with Lucy leaning against his leg. We walk over towards them. Lucy is growing up too fast.

  “Hi, Mark,” I say, going down on my knees behind Lucy and tickling her. She lets out a cute little laugh.

  “Hi, Jenny,” he says. “Look who is here, Lucy? Auntie Jenny.”

  I smile at Mark. I feel safe here, and Megan will make sure I’m safe. “Can I have a cuddle with my gorgeous goddaughter?” I ask, looking at Mark.

  “Of course, you can. My bum is getting numb, and I need to move anyway.” I take Lucy from Mark, pull her in close, and give her a hug.

  Chapter Eighteen

  I turn around to see Luke walking towards us wearing a black suit that makes him look very smart.

  “Hey, I thought you were away?” I state.

  “I got back three days ago.”

  “Oh.”

  “Oh?” Luke repeats.

  “Rich said you and he were off to Vegas.”

  “That’s next month.”

  “Do you know where he is then?” I question.

  “I have only just got back to town. He said he was staying at mine while you sorted out some wedding stuff with Megan.”

  “Okay.” That lying fucking bastard. I need to get to Luke’s as soon as possible.

  We walk into the castle.

  “Hi, I’m Michael,” a tall man wearing a grey suit says.

  “We have a booking.”

  “Oh yes, you do. You must be Jennifer,” he says before I am able to give him all the information.

  “Please call me Jenny or Jen.”

  “Of course, Jen.”

  This should not take long. I give him all the bits he needs and inform everyone else of the plans. It is so nice to be back in here; it is such a pretty castle. Michael leads us for a walk around the grounds, showing everyone the reasons why I fell in love with it.

  As we hit the car park, the screech of a car breaking instantly stops us. I know that car. I continue walking but keep the car in my sight. I was right, it is Warren. I place my head down and rush inside before he sees me.

  Megan and I head to the bathroom. I need to talk to her alone. I push the heavy doors open, and we walk in.

  “Oh Megan, why did I do it?” I ask.

  “No idea, hun.”

  “He’s here now.”

  “Who?”

  “The man that just followed us in from the car park.”

  “I have seen him before.”

  “Yeah, from the day of my wedding dress fitting.”

  “Yes, that’s right.”

  “What happened?” She questions.

  “We started talking, dancing, then it just happened.”

  “You were confused. You need to talk to Rich.”

  “Oh, I intend to. I cannot believe he lied to me.”

  “You will sort it.”

  “Megan, I did stuff with him I have never done before. Stuff I have always wanted to do but was too embarrassed. I felt so alive with Warren. He was a breath of fresh air at a time when I needed it.”

  “You do have a sparkle in your eyes for the first time in ages.” Megan points out. I turn around and look in the mirror. She is right; I do have a gleam in my eyes.

  “I feel like my heart is breaking.”

  “You have to do what is right for you.”

  “I need to see Rich.”

  “You go. I’ll finish here,” she states.

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yes, you go.”

  “Thank you, you’re the best. Love you, babe,” I say, giving her a huge hug.

  I walk out of the bathroom and straight into the car park towards my car.

  “Jen.” I turn to see Warren.

  “Yes, Warren?” I stand still.

  “You left this.” He passes me my necklace.

  “Thank you.”

  “You’re welcome.”

  “How did you find me?”

  “I just came to drop off something here and saw you. I stood waiting for you to come back out.”

  “Well, thank you.”

  “You’re welcome, again. You’re getting married here?”

  “No, reception.”

  “Oh, I see.” I feel dampness collect between my legs. I want him. I want to hold him. I want him to hold me. I have to get away from him. I need to see Rich, my husband-to-be.

  “I need to go,” I state, turning around and walking to my car. Warren
grabs my wrist and pulls me back, wrapping his arms around me tightly.

  “I need this; I need to hold you. I know I will see you around, but you will be a married woman. Your fiancé does not need to know about this.” He places a little kiss on my forehead. I wrap my arms around him.

  I… I don’t know what to do.

  “I need to go and sort some stuff, Warren.”

  “Okay babe, I’ll let you go. Please don’t be a stranger.”

  “Goodbye, Warren,” I say as I walk away from him, tears streaming down my face.

  Chapter Nineteen

  It is a short drive to Luke’s, which is good because I really need to see Rich. I want to know why he lied to me. The number of questions plaguing my mind right now is unimaginable. Luke’s house is not posh; it is just a normal house on a street with lots of other houses. You would not think he is a celebrity. Well, he does act like a dick sometimes, but I have grown to like him. He is a giggle.

  I park in the car park of the cul-de-sac where Luke lives. I do not notice any cars I know, not even Rich’s. I walk up to the door. A while back, Luke gave me a key so I could house sit for him while he was away filming. I push open the door a little bit and quietly walk inside. I hear a faint noise in the background. I gently close the door before walking along the hallway. The noise seems to get louder as I hit the bottom of the stairs.

  “Ohh….ohh….ohh.”

  I slowly walk up the stairs.

  “Ohh…ohh.” I stand still on the top step listening to find the room the sound is coming from.

  “Oh, I’m going to come.” I hear Rich say. I storm to the door, open it slowly…. I do not want to see what is going on inside the room.

  I stand there in shock. Rich. Chad turns to face me, his cock buried inside my husband-to-be. The tears flood down my face.

  “What the hell are you doing?” I scream.

  “Jenny, what are you doing here?” Rich asks as he moves from Chad.