Swear to Me: A Second Chance Mountain Man Romance (Clarke Brothers Series Book 2)

by Lilian Monroe

  I need to remind myself he’s leaving soon, and I shouldn’t get too attached.

  Five o’clock finally hits and I jump out of my desk. It’s nice to have something to look forward to after work. I rush home to shower and change into my favourite tight jeans and head over to SoHo to see Clay. I don’t remember the last time I was this excited to see someone. A small part of my brain is screaming at me to be careful, to take it slow, but how can I take it slow with him! All I want to do is be next to him. I shove those thoughts away, to the back of my brain. Right now all I want is him.

  He opens the door as if he was standing there waiting for me. I rush towards him and he wraps his arms around me, holding me close to him. I can feel his hands sliding down my back as I lift my lips towards him. There’s no need for words. I already feel wet with desire, and spending all day at work thinking about it hasn’t made it any easier. His strong, muscular body is wrapped around mine as he pulls me into his apartment, kicking the door closed behind me. He puts his hands on my waist and lifts me up, placing me down on the kitchen island next to us.

  My feet are dangling off the edge and I wrap them around his hips. He pulls my ass closer to him and kisses me again, crushing his lips into mine and letting our tongues dance between them. I tangle my fingers into his hair and pull him closer to me, and then reach down and unbutton his jeans. I slide them down his thighs frantically and he helps me to drop them the rest of the way.

  His cock is hard, pressed up against the waistband of his boxers. I stroke it gently through the fabric as he kisses me, and his moans slip through our kiss. He slides his hands over my waist and up towards my breasts, cupping them in his hands as I stroke him. Then his hands slide back down and it’s his turn to undress me. In an instant I’m sitting on his kitchen counter with nothing on below the waist.

  He reaches down to his jeans and pulls out a condom. He doesn’t even bother taking his boxers off, just flips his cock out and rolls the condom on. My heart is pounding as I watch him, my opening flooded with my desire. I’ve never wanted anything as badly as his cock inside me. He grabs me by the ass and pulls me to the edge of the island towards him. In one smooth stroke, his cock glides inside me and I moan with pleasure.

  His cock fits perfectly inside me, and it feels like his hands are exactly where they are meant to be. Every touch of his fingers sends sparks down my spine and I wrap myself around him, trying to get closer, deeper.

  He grunts as he thrusts into me harder. He’s being more rough than this weekend and I’m loving it. All I’ve been thinking about all day is his hard cock rammed inside me. He grinds his cock into me harder, and his eyes are half-closed with pure desire.

  My arms fall back and I lean back on my elbows, letting him support my ass as he thrusts deeper. Every time his cock enters me it sends a shockwave through my body. My moans turn to screams but I don’t care. He’s grunting with every thrust and the look on his face is a laser focus on my body. He looks down at his cock sliding in and out of me and lets out a breathy moan.

  The sound travels through me and I feel myself teetering on the edge of orgasm. I slide my hand towards my bud and tentatively touch myself. It’s the first time I’ve ever touched myself in front of someone. Clay moans as he watches me and my tentativeness disappears. He thrusts his cock inside me and I circle and rub my clit until I feel myself letting go.

  My body erupts, explodes, contracts. I can feel my pussy contracting around his

  cock, gripping it tightly as he moves it in and out of me. My screams get louder as I come, mixing with his moans of pleasure. He pulls me ever closer and my whole body shakes like a rag doll until he fills the condom with his seed. With a shudder he stops and we stay motionless for a second.

  He pulls himself out of me and my legs fall down. I lay back on the island, needing a moment to recover. Once again my head is spinning and I can’t speak for a few moments.

  I take the opportunity to watch Clay. I look at the man who has been able to make me come all weekend and watch the way he moves. His huge body is almost graceful as he gets rid of the condom and pulls his boxers and pants back on. I love watching the way his muscles contract and ripple under his skin, the way his shoulder blades move on his back. I could just lie here and watch him all night.

  He turns towards me and helps to lift me off the island. I slip to the ground and wrap my arms around his neck.

  “So was that my surprise?” I ask with a grin. He looks over at me sideways.

  “Get dressed, sexy. I’m taking you to my secret place.”

  “You’ve already taken me to my secret place today so I’m happy.”

  He laughs and plants a kiss on my lips, and then motions for me to get dressed. I wonder what his secret place is?

  Chapter 30 - Clay

  I wasn’t planning on fucking like animals the minute she walked in, but how could I resist when I saw her. She’s the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. I watch her as she slips her shirt back on, the way her tits move up her chest and then back down. It’s not right for something to feel this good.

  She’s dressed and turns to me expectantly. I grab her by the hand and pull her through the front door, closing it behind me.

  “Where are we going? Am I dressed okay? If I’d have known we were going out I would have dressed up a bit more.”

  “Shh, Val. You look perfect. Too many questions.”

  “I think you like it when I pester you with questions,” she says with a grin.

  I pull her along the hallway past the elevators. At the end of the hall there’s a heavy metal door. I push it open and let her step through. We go up a flight of stairs to another doorway that Val pushes open herself. I hear her gasp as we step out onto the roof.

  It’s my favourite view of the city. A clear view of the skyline, the cars and people rushing below. It’s my oasis. I built a small deck up here and have a table set up with two places set. I walk over, light the candles I’ve prepared and open a bottle of wine. Val’s eyes are wide as she takes it all in.

  “You did all this? You did all this for me?”

  I say nothing, only pour her some wine and pull out the appetisers I’d prepared earlier. It’s simple, just some smoked salmon and capers with some bread, but she seems impressed.

  We share the food and she looks around at the lights of the city with stars in her eyes.

  “It’s beautiful up here,” she says dreamily. “This wasn’t advertised on the listing, it would be a major selling point.”

  “I love coming here. I haven’t technically got planning approval for a deck up here, but I built it anyways. No one’s complained so it’s been my secret spot for the past few years. It’s where I come when I need some space from the city.”

  “You built this?! It’s amazing. And this food!” She groans in in approval and my cock twitches in my pants. I watch her for a moment and then jump up.

  “Food! Shit!” I get up, almost knocking over my glass of wine and rush downstairs. I pull out the roast beef from the oven and thankfully it’s not overcooked. Our little romp on the kitchen counter delayed my serving dinner, but it looks okay. I dish up a couple plates and bring them up to Valerie.

  “Clay, this looks perfect. This is perfect. I couldn’t ask for a better evening.”

  “I’ve really enjoyed spending the past couple days with you, Val. More than I’ve enjoyed the past couple years on my own. You’re making me rethink my whole attitude.”

  “What’s your attitude?” She’s taking a sip of wine but I can tell by the way she’s looking at me that she’s curious. I sigh.

  “You know, just… wanting to be on my own. Putting my career above everything else.”

  “Career is important,” she says slowly. “I’ve also been putting my career first. I don’t think it’s necessarily an either/or, if that’s what you’re saying.”

  “I just… I guess I didn’t think I would enjoy this.”

  She cocks her head to the side and looks at me qu
izzically but says nothing for a few moments. I look at the way the candlelight flickers over her face and I feel my heart swell in my chest. I don’t want to fight that feeling right now, I just want to enjoy it. I can tell myself to let her go later, when I move. Right now I just want to sit across from this beautiful creature and enjoy her company. She opens her mouth to speak.

  “You know, I was with my ex for four years. I thought we’d end up together, married, kids, the whole nine yards. But then I realised it wasn’t what I wanted. He wasn’t what I wanted.” She pauses. “When we broke up I thought my life was over, like I had to start back up at zero. I haven’t been with anyone since then. Until you.” Her eyes look up to mine. “I didn’t think I wanted this either, but it just feels so right to be with you. I can’t explain it.”

  I lift my glass and we cheers together.

  “Let’s not think about it too hard,” I say. “I just want to enjoy this.”

  She smiles. “Agreed,” she says.

  I can’t believe how nice it feels to be open with someone, to tell her what I’m thinking and how I feel. I haven’t been able to do that, not since my ex. She mentioned her ex as well, and I’m desperate to ask what happened but I don’t want to pry. I don’t want to go telling her all about my past either. Not yet.

  We sit in a comfortable silence on the roof, enjoying our food. I clear the plates away and pour some more wine for her, and then pull out my favourite cheesecake from the bakery down the road.

  “Not bad for a Monday night,” she laughs.

  We eat and laugh and talk until I see her shiver. “Let’s go inside,” I say. “It’s getting cold.”

  And plus, I can’t wait to lie down next to her again and hold her in my arms. I’m not even thinking about sex right now, I just want to feel her heartbeat and the heat of her body next to mine. We clear the table and go back downstairs. We do the dishes together and then head towards the bedroom. My heart is at peace.

  Chapter 31 - Valerie

  It’s Thursday already, the week is flying by. Clay and I have been spending every evening together and I look forward to it every day. My follow-up doctor’s appointment is today so I get ready to leave work a bit early. Just as I’m stepping out the door to leave, I hear my phone ringing in my purse. It’s Emma.

  “Val! Where have you been?! I don’t mean to interrupt the fuckfest that I’m sure you’re having with your hot new doctor but need I remind you that you have a best friend and that that best friend is currently languishing in this city all on her own?!”

  “Hey Emma,” I chuckle. She does have a penchant for the dramatic. “How have you been? Let’s catch up, maybe this weekend? I could introduce you to the doctor.”

  “Fucking finally!” She exclaims. She’s got a mouth like a sailor, I think.

  “How about Saturday brunch again? You can fill me in on your week then too.”

  “Sounds perfect. Love you Val, see you then.”

  “Love you too Em.”

  I hang up the phone and smile before the realisation hits me that Clay might not want to meet her. He’s always talking about just enjoying the moment, not taking things too fast. Maybe introducing him to my friends is moving too fast. I need to keep reminding myself that he’s leaving. Sure, it’s not confirmed yet but he’s always said his career comes first. I get that, my career comes first too.

  I’ll have to talk to him tonight when I see him, and ask if he’d like to meet her. It seemed so natural to me, to set up the brunch but he might hate the idea! We have an understanding that this is just enjoying the present, taking it slow. We both have careers that aren’t going to take a backseat to a relationship. I’m just going to have to wait and see what he says, and bring it up as casually as possible.

  I head over to the doctor’s office and I wonder if I’ll run into Clay. He knows I have an appointment with Doctor Sherry today but I’m sure he’s busy with other patients. I don’t have to wait long until an older woman in a white doctor’s coat comes out to the waiting room. She’s got pure white hair but her face doesn’t have too many wrinkles. Her pink lipstick and thick-rimmed glasses make me think she’s got a big personality. She has a warm smile when she sees me and immediately makes me feel at ease.

  “Are you Valerie?”

  “Yes,” I respond, getting out of my chair.

  “Follow me.” She has a really kind voice, like a grandmother or an aunt would have. I am not surprised to see her at one of the top medical practices in the city, she’s instantly made me more comfortable.

  She leads me down the same hallway that Clay’s office is on. I glance at his door and see his name: Dr. Clay O’Neill. Even knowing he’s in there makes my heart jump a little bit.

  We walk on to the end of the hall and she opens the door to her office.

  “So,” she begins. “You’ve been having trouble orgasming?”

  This woman is not wasting any time.

  “Yes. Well, no. I mean, I was. For a long time.” Why am I suddenly tongue tied! She smiles warmly at me. I take a deep breath and continue. “The problem seems to have… resolved itself lately.”

  Doctor Sherry’s eyebrows shoot up.

  “Oh?” she says, looking down at my chart. “And may I ask what has changed?”

  “I’ve started seeing someone and he’s… very good.”

  She glances up at me and grins.

  “I’m glad to hear that Valerie. I’ve been looking through your hormone test results and have to tell you that everything seems normal. If the problem were persisting we could explore many other avenues including therapy or further testing, but it seems that the problem is no longer an issue?”

  “Yes, that’s right. I’m relieved to hear there’s nothing wrong with my hormones. But, can I ask… if this guy were to go away. Or if it didn’t work out, or whatever… do you think my problem would come back?”

  “I’m not sure, Valerie. Maybe you should try making yourself climax on your own and see if you’re able. Is everything going okay with the relationship?”

  “Yes! Everything is perfect! I mean, it’s great, better than I could imagine. It’s just that he’s thinking of moving out of state and…”

  She nods knowingly. “Try not to think about it right now. You’re still learning about your body, so just take this as a learning experience and always remember that you ARE able to orgasm. There doesn’t seem to be anything physically wrong with you. Now if the problem comes back and you’d like a referral for sex therapy or further testing please don’t hesitate to call the office and we’ll set up another appointment.”

  “Okay, thank you doctor.”

  We both stand and she opens the door for me. She smiles as I walk through.

  “I’ll let you see yourself out while I finish this paperwork up.”

  “No problem.”

  She closes the door behind me and I start walking towards the waiting room. When I get closer to Clay’s door my heart starts beating faster. I wouldn’t dare knock, he might be with a patient.

  I slow down slightly as I walk by, trying to listen for voices inside his office. I can’t hear a thing. Just as I’m about to pass the door flies open and I jump back in surprise.

  “Miss Brooks,” he says. “I’m glad to see you. Have you got a moment? I’d like to discuss the results of your last appointment.”

  He’s grinning and I smile back, eyes still wide in surprise.

  “Certainly, doctor.” I try to keep my voice steady but my smile is betraying me.

  He opens the door wider and I slip through.

  “I thought you’d never finish with Sherry,” he says in a low voice, putting his hands on my hips and pulling me closer.

  “I didn’t know if you had a patient, I didn’t want to bother you,” I say before his lips meet mine. He devours my kiss and my arms interlock behind his head.

  “My next patient isn’t until 4:15,” he says glancing at the clock. “We have 17 minutes.”

  Chapter 32 - Clay />
  I heard her voice when she walked down the hall and counted down the minutes until she’d walk back, praying that Sherry wouldn’t be with her. She looks so good in her work clothes. Her skirt hugs her hips and her loose see-through blouse is making my cock hard just looking at it. I pull myself away from her for a second and she gives me the sexiest sly grin I’ve ever seen.

  I turn her around and march her towards my examination table. I walk behind her with my hands on her waist, pressing my cock into her round ass. I push her down roughly when we get to the table. The paper crunches when her arms slam down on top of it and I bring my hands up her legs under her skirt, feeling that she has nothing but a tiny thong on underneath. Her skirt bunches around her waist when I push it up and I use my other hand to undo my fly. My cock springs free, already rock hard from the thought of her bent over in my office.

  She turns her head and looks back at me, arching her back so that her ass is ready for me. I kick her legs open to spread them. My hands are shaking with anticipation when I roll the condom on. I put a hand on the back of her head and push it down while I press my cock against her bare ass. The paper crunches some more as her face hits it and she moans. The sound sends a thrill straight to my cock. She’s the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen, and I can’t wait to shove my cock deep inside her.

  I hook my finger into her thong and push it to the side, revealing her opening. Two of my fingers slide right into her and I feel her wetness. She wants this just as badly as I do. I ram my cock inside her without warning and she makes a gurgling, moaning noise.

  “Shh,” I say. “Be quiet. The walls are thin here.”

  I move my hand over her mouth and ram my cock into her again, harder and deeper this time. My hand muffles her moans and I tell her again to be quiet. I can’t believe I have her bent over my examination table. This is exactly what I’ve been imagining since the first day I saw her in the waiting room. I look down at her, with her face against the white paper, hands gripping the edge of the blue cushion and my cock throbs inside her.