by C. M. Steele
It was only nine-thirty in the morning when I sat down at the computer again. I didn’t go to the porn site again. I just focused on marriage rules and regulations for Illinois. My feelings were way past just fucking. I was in this for life. Marriage, sex, kids, and the big house. I wanted everything.
My alarm was set for ten, not that I needed it because I watched the clock on the computer and my phone waiting for the time to change. I swear I’d spent hours doing wedding research, but it had only been twenty-eight minutes. Growling, I poured myself another cup of coffee, then took a piss before the clock and my alarm hit ten.
I dialed the number on the invitation, and she picked up on the first ring. “The number.”
“Wow, no good morning? Mr. Valentine you’re about as charming and smooth as a porcupine.”
“Well, it’s not you I’m trying to impress. I’ve had little sleep just thinking about her.”
“That’s fine, but I’ve changed my mind. Before you go insane, I’m going to give you her address, too.”
“What? Not that I’m complaining, but why?”
“She called me this morning with a pathetically sweet and apologetic voicemail hoping to talk to you.”
“Well, what are you waiting for? Give it to me.”
“Please works, you know.” She had an attitude, but I needed her number.
With a shitty tone, I said, “Please.”
She gave me the information with joy in her voice, and hopefully another success under her belt.
Once I had Kaylee’s information in my hands, I didn’t know what to do first. I thought I was just going to call her and take it from there, but now I had everything. I wanted to see her.
After getting dressed and shutting everything off, I was out of my condo and on my way to her within half an hour. She lived about thirty minutes from me, but that would soon change once she moved in here. I knew I was getting ahead of myself, but a man could dream.
Pulling up to the apartment building she lived in, I saw there was no available parking. I had to find some place to park. That’s the one thing I hated about the city; there was never anywhere to park. Luckily, I had a spot in the parking garage reserved for me. I stood out in the cold, on the steps to her apartment, calling the number Ella gave me.
“Hello,” her soft voice murmured, making my dick hard, even in freezing temps.
“Good morning, Kaylee.”
“Sebastian?”
“Yeah, baby. Why don’t you join me for lunch right now?”
“Lunch? I’m not dressed. When and where do you want me to meet you?”
“Your front door, in a minute. I’m kind of freezing out here.” I was jumping up and down trying to keep warm, but the cold wind whipped against my face.
“Oh my gosh! You’re outside,” she said in shock.
“Yeah, so it would be great if you let me in.”
“I’m coming.” Oh, you will be, I thought.
Holy hell, he was here to see me. When Ella returned my voicemail, I had no idea she’d be sending him to me. She warned me that he could be the best thing to ever happen to me if I’d just let go of my fear. Ella told me that she had a whole file for each of the males that were invited last night, so she knew he was perfect for me. Not that she really knew me, unless she had a secret file on me, too. Which I wouldn’t doubt.
He was waiting for me, so I didn’t have a chance to fix my face, and I was still in my long thermal PJs, so I just brushed my hair with my fingers and went down to let him in. He looked like total perfection. He was sporting a leather winter coat and a scarf with a matching hat. He didn’t shave this morning, and it suited him. If I had a choice, I don’t think I’d want him to get rid of that look. He smiled up at me as he climbed up the steps.
“Good morning, beautiful.”
I blushed because he made me feel beautiful. I hoped Ella was right about him. I was ready to give my heart and body to him last night, and today I felt no different.
“Please let’s go in. It’s freaking frozen out here.”
“Lead the way, love.” I practically melted on the spot at his little endearment but got my shit together and walked us up the two flights to my apartment. I kept my place clean so I didn’t have to worry about a mess, but I still felt uncomfortable about my drab place and small space.
He closed the door behind him, and I turned to face him. “Welcome to my apartment. It isn’t much, but it’s mine.”
“It’s nice, but I don’t care about the apartment. Come here,” he said as he came after me, pulling me into his arms. “I missed you last night. Don’t run from me again.” Before I could reply that I didn’t want to run, he kissed me. His strong mouth pressed firmly against mine, controlling our kiss. It was the best kiss of my life. It even topped yesterday’s kiss, which I didn’t think was possible. My hands moved to his chest, holding on for dear life as he made me forget how to breathe.
We broke apart after we both became breathless. He looked into my eyes and whispered, “Thank you.”
“For what?”
“Giving me another chance to convince you that we belong together.”
“Then thank you for not giving up on me.”
We kissed some more before he carried me to my simple small sofa. He placed me on his lap and asked, “Where do you want to go to eat?”
“Um…I don’t know. What do you prefer?”
“I’m actually craving a cheeseburger and fries right now.”
“That sounds good to me. There’s a spot down the street that has great burgers and fries.”
He lifted me off him and stood up. “Then get your pretty ass dressed before I keep us here and have you for lunch.” I damn near climbed back on him with those words. My pussy tingled at the idea of him having me for a meal. My little untouched body wanted him to skip lunch down the street. These were the same feelings that ran through me last night and were the reason I ran.
I wasn’t going to back down from them today. No, I was going to go full throttle. I wanted to know what it felt like to be touched by someone I wanted to touch me. I ran from the room and made quick work of getting ready.
I stepped out of the bedroom in a long-sleeved cardigan and a pair of blue jeans. It wasn’t anything compared to what I wore yesterday, but it was better than my pajamas. Sebastian looked like he approved of what I was wearing.
“You look so gorgeous.”
“Thank you, and so do you.”
“Thanks, baby. Now can we get out of here and make our way for food before I strip you bare?”
I groaned out loud, and he mistook the cause. “I’m sorry. I’m pushing too hard again. I don’t mean to, but you’ve got me in a place I’ve never been before.”
“Let’s get out of here then before we starve,” I replied. Staying sounded great, but I was falling for him big time, and as much as I wanted to lose my V-card, I didn’t want to lose my heart in the process. It already seemed like an uphill battle I was losing.
After lunch, I decided to take her to a movie. We saw a romantic comedy because I needed her to be in an emotional mood. It was funny and romantic, but there were too many stupid secrets between the main couple, and it messed up their relationship for no reason. If they had shared their pasts, they wouldn’t have broken up and been miserable for months, and I told Kaylee that, too.
“So you think they should have just confessed everything up front?” she asks in surprise. She must’ve known a lot of liars in her life. I wasn’t one of them.
“When they wanted more than just a date and sex, yes. Are you planning to keep secrets from me?”
“I don’t know. Are you planning on us being just a date and sex?”
“No. You got me for the long haul, baby. I’m going to do whatever I can to keep you.”
“Wow. I’d really like to believe you, but I don’t know. Tell me a secret.” Did she have to request that? The first secret that came to my mind was that I’d never had sex.
“How ab
out we start with something like a bit of our pasts?” I said, grabbing her hand and walking out of the movie theater.
“Okay. You start.”
“My parents divorced when I was a kid, and my dad married the woman he cheated on my mom with.”
“Damn, that sucks. I don’t know who my father is. My mother was having an affair with another actor, and they had me. She never told me who he was.”
“So your mother is an actress?”
“Yes, and I’m sure you probably had a crush on her growing up. Everyone did.”
“I didn’t.”
“How do you know? You don’t know who she is.”
“Until last night, I’d never had a crush on anyone.”
“Liar.”
“I’m not lying. How many crushes have you had?”
“Over the years, a couple. Mostly some actors my mom worked with, but once I hit a certain age I never crushed on another actor.”
We stopped in front of my car, I asked, “No? Do you have a crush on me?”
“It’s more than a crush.”
“Good, because mine is, too,” I admitted as I opened the vehicle door for her.
“What do you want from me, Sebastian?”
I looked her straight in the eyes, pulled her close, and growled out what I need from her. “Your love and everything that comes with it.”
“Maybe one day.”
“I sure as fuck hope so.”
“Are you going to take me home now?”
“I’d like you to come back home with me.”
“I…don’t know if that’s a good idea.”
“We don’t have to have sex. I can’t say I haven’t considered it, but I just don’t want to sleep alone tonight.”
“Me neither.” I kissed her softly, then closed the passenger door.
Chapter 6—A Revealing Ride
We got into the car, and I was feeling super anxious. I was looking for signs that he would hurt me. The day had been perfect, and in my heart I knew he wouldn’t be cruel to me in any way, but I guess I hadn’t gotten over the past. He wanted honesty from me, and I guessed now was the time to tell him a version of the truth before we went any further. I couldn’t tell him the whole truth because I was afraid he’d drop me off and never see me again.
“You need to know I have some issues.”
“What issues, baby?” He seemed so concerned. I really wanted to tell him, but I loved the way he looked at me, and I didn’t want to lose it.
“Never mind. It’s nothing important,” I murmured and turned to look out the window. He immediately pulled to the side of the road.
“Kaylee, what issues?” The look he gave me let me know he wasn’t letting it go and I’d better relent.
“A long time ago, a man tried to…touch me when we were coming from an event.”
He arched his brow and attempted to close off his expression, but he couldn’t. “Who?” There was a look of murderous rage in his eyes.
“It was a long time ago. Please let it go. I shouldn’t have brought it up.”
“It’s clear you haven’t let it go, so don’t tell me not to get mad about it. Is that why you ran from me last night?” He could read the fear as the idea crossed my face. “See? I won’t be the fall guy for this asshole. Now who is the bastard who touched what’s mine?”
I loved that he claimed me as his. “I never told anyone before.”
“I’m the one you should tell. I’d tell you anything you wanted to know. It’s the only way this is going to work.”
“He’s a movie director in Hollywood,” I said, barely above a whisper.
“What?! Did you act, too?”
“No. Only my mother.”
“Anderson?” He was trying to guess who she was, but she wasn’t as famous as she used to be. “I’m sorry, I’m not sure who she is, but that shit doesn’t matter. What director?”
“I’m not going to tell you. I left with the promise I wouldn’t say a word, and I received enough money to live on my own and pay for college. You want to know me and that’s fine, but I don’t want to relive this. I don’t want to be scared, and I’d been doing fantastic until yesterday. Please don’t push the issue, Sebastian.”
He resigned his indignation. “Kaylee, babe. I’m going to drop this for the time being because I don’t want to fight with you. I need to make this better, so one step at a time.” He lifted me over the console and made me sit on his lap. It sent chills up and down my body, making me flinch. “You don’t like my touch?”
“No, I liked it. It’s just tingles.”
“That’s good, baby. Know this, Kaylee. I won’t ever hurt you.” He caressed my cheek, and I pressed into his touch. The pleasure and comfort coursed through me and felt so right. I wanted him to do more, and he did. This time he slid his hand through my hair, then looked deeply into my eyes. “I waited a lifetime to feel like this. I won’t ruin it, and I won’t let you ruin it, either.” I could feel his breath on my face, and he moved closer, our lips nearly connecting. He brushed his lips against the edge of my mouth, sending a teasing jolt of nervous excitement through me and straight to my heart.
His mouth slowly pressed against mine, parting my lips with his tongue. We kissed like it was vital to our survival.
My hands moved inside his leather jacket, pressing against his firm, rock-hard chest. My hunger took over, and I pressed into him, pushing him back against the seat, and he laid it back so I was lying on top of him. He growled and took my mouth roughly this time. Instead of being scared, I submitted to him, grinding my hips into his cock, which was so thick, I knew once we had sex I wouldn’t be able to walk for a week.
Our bodies were completely connected from our legs rubbing, touching, and caressing each other and our pelvises grinding in slow deep while my hardened nipples ached for his touch. I could feel my orgasm building when he tugged on my hair and begged, “Come home with me.”
“Yes.” My body demanded satisfaction I knew only he could provide.
Sebastian lifted us into a sitting position but didn’t let me off his lap until he gave me a kiss deep with promise. Then he helped me back into my seat. I sat there breathing heavily, trying to gather my thoughts. Before I knew it, we were at his place downtown. Damn, the man had mad money.
Chapter 7—Innocence is Lost (with pleasure)
When she said yes, I was beyond fucking thrilled, but I still had murder on mind. She was hiding who the pervert was, but I’d find out in due time. My focus had to be on making her comfortable, and it had worked. She practically mauled me, and I loved every moment of it. I took her off my lap because I was still hard as fuck, but she had no idea that I already nutted in my pants. We could have been there a lot longer if she stayed where she was. I hoped to high hell that I manage to last long enough to make her come, too.
We arrived at my condo, and her attitude changed. She seemed to be uncomfortable.
“Babe, have you changed your mind?”
“Oh. No, I didn’t. It’s just I wonder how often you pick up women and take them home on a first date.”
“That’s easy, babe.” I pulled her face close to mine. “Never.” I kissed her in the middle of the lobby, not giving two fucks who saw. She was mine and I wanted everyone to know it.
“Good evening, Mr. Valentine,” the security manager said with a guffaw.
“It is a good evening, John.” I was smiling like I’d never smiled before, and he knew it.
Once we reached my door, I couldn’t wait and pinned her to it for a deep kiss, lifting her shirt off her body, then trailing kisses down her slender neck. Her pulse was erratic and drove my desire wild.
Kaylee moaned as I slid her bra straps off her pale, smooth shoulders. My lips followed my fingers, tasting her bared flesh, licking and savoring her. The moment I took her pink, hardened nipple into my mouth, I groaned with pure satisfaction. The feel of her skin on my lips was too much. With a desire to mark her as mine, I sucked just above her nipple, br
anding her as mine.
“Oh, Sebastian,” she sighed, reminding me that we were still in the hallway, and despite the fact that I was proud to have such a beauty, I wasn’t going to share.
I pulled back to look at my sign of possession, and I felt like a king.
Staring into her violet eyes, I boldly said, “Time to get you inside and make you mine.”
I unlocked the door but didn’t bother with the lights. I’d give her a tour of her home later, but right now, I needed to claim her body and give her myself. After I locked the door behind us, I turned her to me and lifted her into my arms, hustling her up to our bed.
I was nervous as fuck, but I needed to own her, and I didn’t want to wait unless she applied the brakes, but she didn’t. Sliding her pants off her body, but I left her little white panties on. Her half-naked body rubbed against mine as she kissed my neck. My dick was so hard I thought it would burst.
I pulled back the covers and sat her down on the bed, then I slowly undid my cuffs. The way she looked up at me told me I was doing this shit right. I’d thought about every badass man in a movie who fucked his way through the female leads. James Bond was my go-to on this. I didn’t want her thinking I was a terrible lover, so I’d play it cool.
She bit her lips as she watched my forearms flex. Kaylee may have found me sexy while stripping, but she hadn’t the faintest idea how hot she looked staring at me like a greedy little thing. Her legs were crossed, but I could see her rubbing them together with need. Fuck me, I groaned as her body danced with anticipation. I’d had enough with this shit and stripped off the rest of my clothes. Fuck where they landed. To hell with being smooth. My dick was throbbing in pain as it bounced in front of her.
“On the bed, now.” My command was heeded. I climbed up and over her slowly, letting her take in my length. She looked a little intimidated by the size, but something about us told me that we were meant to be and that I’d fuck her just right.