“Good. Don't come out of your room for about ten minutes. Your friend and I need a little privacy.”
After another short silence, Claire replies, “Okay.”
Emma shakes her head, laughs, and says, “You're fucking crazy.”
“Crazy about you, you sexy ass woman, you!”
I pull down Emma's underwear and take off the rest of my clothes. She gives me a look that says, “Come get me.” Oh, I'll come get you. But once I've got you, I may never wanna let you go.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Emma
I can't believe I'm having sex with Chad on our couch with Claire in her bedroom listening to us. There isn't another man on the planet that could bring this kind of behavior out of me. It's just one more thing that I love about Chad. He takes me out of my comfort zone and challenges me. I've learned more about myself from him in the past few months than from anyone else in my entire life.
He enters me on the couch and we start going at it right away. We're both overwhelmed with emotion, which gives us a sense of urgency. We need to have sex right now. It's so fucking hot. Now I'm starting to sound like Chad.
I look into his deep blue eyes as his cock slides in and out of me. Chad's face, his muscles, and everything else are flawless. I feel like I'm the luckiest woman on the planet. Maybe I am. All I know is I'm excited and nervous, happy and terrified - and it feels amazing. One thing that's for sure, though: The coming months are gonna be a real adventure. I can't wait to see where this all takes me - and where it takes us.
“Your pussy feels so fucking good, hugging my cock,” he whispers in my ear.
“And your cock feels like heaven inside me,” I reply.
Chad showers my neck, face, and lips with kisses as he's fucking me. I grab his face and hold it in place so I can kiss him as passionately as he's kissing me. My body's on fire. My mind is an inferno. I'm so aroused in every possible way that I wanna scream. Chad makes me feel like... Actually, there's nothing to compare it to. He makes me feel like nothing and no one's ever made me feel before.
“Don't stop, Chad,” I beg. “You're gonna make me cum.”
“Me, too,” he replies.
We're both getting sweaty. His naked body pressed against mine as we're fucking on the couch feels wonderful. Every thrust brings us both closer to the edge. Chad's pumping faster and faster, deeper and deeper, harder and harder. With one final thrust, he presses his cock as deep into my pussy as it'll go and it hits the spot in a major way.
“Yesssssssss!” I yell, unable to control myself.
“Fuuuuuuuuuck,” he whispers in my ear.
Chad and I lock eyes as our bodies become one, if only for a few short seconds. Our shared ecstasy is short lived, but intensely profound. As our bodies relax and we catch our breath, Chad and I exchange a few passion-filled kisses before we sit up.
“Wow, Emma, I'm surprised,” he says.
“At what? Why?”
“You. I was actually able to keep quiet and whisper but you belted out a moan that not only your roommate could hear, but whoever's on the floors above and below us. It was super sexy.”
I laugh and say, “What can I say, Chad. You bring it out of me.”
“Is it safe to come out now?” we hear from behind Claire's door.
“One minute,” I yell.
Chad and I get dressed and Claire comes out of her room a couple minutes later. That was the quickest sex Chad and I have had, but it was just as satisfying as all our other encounters. I can't wait for all the incredible sex we're bound to have over the coming months. And I'm really looking forward to exploring more of the dominant and submissive stuff. It's gonna be an adventure, for sure.
“Would you like to stay for dinner?” I ask.
“You know, I'd love to but I should probably go. I haven't had time to go to the gym yet today and I need to catch a workout. I'll let you two get back to whatever it was you were watching.”
“Okay. I'm really excited about this, Chad.”
“As am I. I can't tell you how fucking happy I am that you've decided to join me. We're gonna conquer the fucking world together, Emma. You and I've got something special. I can't wait to see where it takes us.”
“Me too. Have a good workout. I'll talk to you soon.”
“Bye, gorgeous,” Chad says, kissing me on the cheek.
As soon as the door closes I inhale deeply, close my eyes, and slowly exhale. A smile grows across my face. Who ever would've thought that Chad Taylor – Chad-Fucking-Taylor – would've walked into my life four years after high school and swept me off my feet. Just the thought of him gives me goosebumps.
I don't know what the future will bring. All I know is that it has the potential to be really, really good. When Chad and I started talking a few months ago, he told me that he always gets what he wants. Well, it turns out that he was right. Chad wanted me and now he's got me. I didn't want to give him a chance at first. I didn't want to let him into my life, into my heart. But now that I have, I'm glad that I did. He's everything that any woman could want - what every woman does want - and he wants me. I'm flattered, honored, and about ten million other emotions. But more than anything, I'm excited. What an adventure it's gonna be!
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Epilogue
Emma
Six Months Later
“Bad girl!” Chad yells.
Smack!
Smack!!
SMACK!!!
“I told you that you're not allowed to cum until I say you're allowed to cum. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir. I couldn't help it!”
Chad's got me bent over his lap, spanking me for having an orgasm without his permission. I couldn't help it. He was fingering me really fast while holding a vibrator against my clit. But I broke the rule so I needed to be punished.
We're in Paris. It's the last city on our tour. The last six months have been filled with wondrous adventures. Each day is better than the one before it and it's been a blast since day one. I'm actually sad that our tour's almost over.
“Well now it's my turn to cum,” Chad says. “Get on your hands and knees.”
“Okay.”
Whack!
“Yes, sir!”
“That's better. Now open that pretty little mouth of yours.”
I do what he says. Chad sticks his rock-hard cock in my mouth and starts fucking it ferociously. We've spent every free second of our time having sex – ridiculous, mind blowing sex. And we've explored the dom/sub thing quite a bit. I love everything about it.
When Chad's ordering me around, using me as his personal play thing, it's almost as if I don't have to think. All I have to do is feel. He takes control and I love it. I love every second of it.
“Fuck, that feels so fucking good!”
Chad grabs the side of my head. He thrusts his cock in and out of my mouth faster and faster. I'm still incredibly turned on, even though I just had an orgasm a minute ago.
“Put your fucking hands behind your back!” Chad demands.
I do what he says. With my hands behind my back, Chad uses my mouth as his own personal fuck toy. I love being used by him. Only him. The thought of doing this with any other guy on the planet disgusts me. With Chad, it turns me way on.
“Oh yeah, just like that. Don't you fucking move, baby.”
Chad thrusts his cock all the way down my throat and I feel it explode. His hot cum coats the walls of my throat and slowly slides down inside me. I love it when he feeds me.
“Fuuuuuuck!” he yells.
What a crazy few months it's been. Chad and I are now officially boyfriend and girlfriend. So far, everything's been magical. He's still the same alpha male, take-what-I-want guy that he's always been. But, with me, he's different. He's protective and caring. I love it. And I'm starting to realize that I love him.
“Stand up,” Chad demands.
I do what he says. Chad grabs me by t
he face and pulls it to his. He gives me a kiss on the lips, spins me around and slaps my ass.
“Good job, baby. Now go get cleaned up. We're going out to dinner.”
I get cleaned up and put on a nice dress. Chad's taking me to some fancy French restaurant. We get ready and take the metro there. Chad made reservations and we're seated at a beautiful outdoor table. We can see the Eiffel Tower from where we're sitting and our view is something out of a picture book.
“What an adventure it's been, huh baby?” Chad asks.
“It's been wild. I can't thank you enough. For everything. Really.”
“You thank me every day just by being you.”
“It doesn't feel like it's enough. You helped me get my book published. Then, you took me with you around the world and helped me set up a book tour in all the cities you were promoting your supplements in. Now my book's sold thousands of copies and it's all because of you. If I'd never met you, Chad, I still probably wouldn't have even started writing it. You've given me everything. And on top of all of that, you've swept me off my feet and made me feel like no other man's ever done before. I love you, Chad Taylor.”
He doesn't reply right away. Chad looks me in the eyes and leans over the table, pulling my hands to the middle so he can hold them. Without breaking eye contact, he smiles and finally answers.
“I fucking love you so much, Emma. You're unlike any other woman I've ever met. You came along and from the moment I met you, I haven't been able to get you off my mind. You're everything that I've ever wanted in a woman. Everything and more. Even after spending every day together for the past six months, I still can't get enough of you. Every day I discover something new about you and it makes me love you a little bit more. I love you.”
His words make me melt. I can't help but show my happiness with a full-faced smile. It wasn't my plan to tell Chad that I love him tonight: it just slipped out. I can't even put into words how happy it makes me to hear him say that he loves me, too. His actions certainly have showed it, but actually hearing it is different. I'm sure it wasn't easy for him. Guys like Chad don't go around falling in love with women all the time.
“Thank you for everything, Chad. Sincerely.”
“And thank you, Emma, for the same.”
Our food arrives and we dig in. I've tried so many new things over the past few months, things I never would've had the chance to try if I'd declined Chad's offer to come with him. I can't even imagine what I'd be doing if I didn't. I'd probably still be at Fit World, living with Claire, single and lonely, stuck in the rut of routine daily life. There's no question in my mind: I made the right choice. In fact, I haven't questioned it once the entire trip.
“Have you heard from that first client of yours you're so fond of? Megan, right?” Chad asks, in between massive bites of the blanquette de veau he's eating.
I finish chewing my bite of sole meuniere, take a sip of Sancerre, and reply, “I have! We Skyped earlier today.”
“How's she doing?”
“Megan's doing fantastic! I'm so freaking proud of her. She's lost more than sixty pounds over the past six months. I wish I could give her a big hug!”
“That's fucking awesome. There's nothing more satisfying than giving someone all the tools that they need to succeed and then actually watching them do it. I've trained hundreds of clients but only a fraction of them have taken what I taught them and used it to transform their bodies.”
“Yeah, I really couldn't be prouder of Megan. Believe me, I know how hard it is to stick to a meal plan. But I did it and now she's doing it.”
“And so are thousands of other people. Your book really is amazing, Emma. I really love how you use your personal story to get the reader motivated to change and then you lay out exactly how to do it.”
“Come on. You read it?”
Chad shrugs his shoulders and replies, “I may have skimmed through it a little bit.”
“You read my book. You never cease to amaze me, Chad Taylor.”
“And I never will,” he says and smiles.
We finish our delicious meals and the waiter takes our plates. The sun is setting over the Eiffel Tower and the view is breathtaking. It's yet another perfect night with my amazing boyfriend. He's always full of surprises. It really means the world to me that Chad read my book. I've never seen him read anything but fitness magazines. And even then, he only reads the ones that he's in so he can check himself out.
The waiter returns a few minutes later. He's carrying a small silver tray with a lid hiding whatever's underneath it. Standing in front of me, the waiter looks over at Chad, then back to me.
“Dessert for the lady,” he says.
“I didn't order any dessert,” I reply.
“The gentleman ordered it for you, Mademoiselle.”
I look over at Chad. He gives me a smile and a nod.
“Okay, now I'm curious. What is it?”
The waiter lifts the cover, revealing a small box. For a quick moment, I wonder what kind of dessert could possibly fit into such a little box. I think that maybe it could be some kind of chocolate or something. But then, I realize what it is. My mind wouldn't let me believe it right away. It's a jewelry box. And I have a feeling I know what might be inside.
“Open it,” Chad says.
I take the box off the tray and the waiter smiles. He slowly takes a few steps backward and disappears into the restaurant, leaving Chad and I alone. Slowly, I open the box. The second my eyes get a glimpse of what's inside, my heart starts racing. The tingling feeling I get when Chad kisses me or looks deeply into my eyes, well, I'm feeling it all throughout every inch of my body. I don't know what to say. I don't know what to do. I'm so overcome with emotion that I literally can't move.
In the box is the most beautiful diamond ring I've ever seen in my life. I don't know much about expensive jewelry, but I know that this ring is gorgeous and must've cost a fortune. I'm frozen. I don't know what to say or what to do. My eyes are glued to this magnificent ring. Millions of thoughts are running through my head. Billions of emotions are stirring in my heart. And when I look up, it feels like there are a trillion eyes looking at me.
Chad takes the box out of my hand. He gets down on one knee right in front of me. Suddenly, the entire restaurant goes quiet. Everyone's watching us. I'm still frozen in my seat, trying to process all the thoughts and feelings running through me. Behind Chad I can see the Eiffel Tower with the sun setting behind it. If I had to describe the perfect way to get proposed to, this would be it. Once again, Chad nails it.
“Emma,” he starts, looking up at me with his beautiful blue eyes, “I love you. You're the most amazing woman I've ever met in my entire life. We both know that I've enjoyed the company of a lot of women in the past. Believe it or not, it's that past that makes me appreciate you all that much more. I know what's out there. And I've never met a woman as smart, funny, sexy, and all-around fucking awesome as you. You're the real diamond, Emma. You're a rare, precious jewel to be cherished and loved. I consider myself to be incredibly lucky to have found you. You make me a better man. Most importantly, you make me happy, Emma. Really, truly happy. And I want that happiness to last forever.
“I know we've only been together for less than a year, but what a year it's been. We've spent more time together over the past six months than most couples spend in their first five years. This whole trip, when I wake up in the morning, I thank my lucky stars that I get to spend another day with you. Each day has been like a dream. We're both chasing our passions, helping people achieve their goals around the world, and having a blast doing it. I don't want our adventure to stop, Emma. Ever. I'm ready for the ultimate adventure. Emma Robinson, will you marry me?”
I never in a million years would've thought that tonight would be the night I get asked the question. For a split second, my mind returns to my childhood. I think about all the fantasies I had as a kid, all the ways I imagined being proposed to. Of all the li
ttle girl fantasies I had, none of them can compare to the reality I'm living right now. If I could go back in time and tell little Emma that she's gonna get proposed to in Paris by a handsome, wealthy, and famous fitness model with the Eiffel Tower in the background... well, I have to imagine that it would've put a big ol' smile on little Emma's face.
Time stops. I know that everyone is looking at me, anxiously awaiting my answer. None of those people exist right now, though: It's only me and Chad. That's the way it's felt for the past six months. When we're together, nothing else matters. The troubles of the world melt away when it's just me and him. He makes me feel better than I ever thought was possible. Chad satisfies me in every way. And the sex! Well, that's just the icing on the cake. The sex we have is unreal. He brings out a side of me that no one else on the planet's ever been able to. Chad completes me. He makes me a better woman and I like to think that I make him a better man.
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