Push the Envelope

by Rochelle Paige

  “No, baby. My dad thinks you’re brilliant. He’s a businessman, and there’s nothing he respects more than good business decisions. When he finally got me on the phone, he raved about your idea and how you should franchise it.”

  “And your mom?” I asked. I hadn’t gotten to know his dad very well yet, but I really liked his mom. I hoped she wasn’t disappointed in me.

  He chuckled under his breath at my question, his eyes twinkling with humor again. “My mom told me that if it wasn’t so damn awkward to think about you flying the plane she’d book one of the flights herself so she and dad could join the club.”

  I giggled at the thought of his mom as one of my customers. “Really?”

  “Yes, really. She also told me that I’m an idiot if I let you get away from me because we’re perfect for each other.”

  I beamed down at him, happy that his parents still approved of me. “Are you?” I asked.

  He looked confused by my question. “Am I an idiot?”

  “Are you going to let me get away?” I asked.

  A look of such relief crossed his face. “Do you want me to?” he asked.

  “No, I really don’t,” I sobbed out, starting to cry as a rush of emotions hit me.

  Drake held me close as I broke down. “Fuck, Alexa. I’m sorry I messed up. I never meant to hurt you like this. You’ve gotta know that, baby.”

  I nodded my head and burrowed even closer to him. “I’m sorry, too. I shouldn’t have stormed out the way I did. It just hurt so much to think that you’d really believe those things about me.”

  He lay back onto the bed, cradling me against his chest. “No, you were right to leave. I don’t want you to take shit from anyone, not even me. Wish I didn’t have to lose two days with you to learn that lesson, but it’s true just the same.”

  “I should have at least told you about the Mile High Club stuff. Maybe if you had known, this wouldn’t have happened,” I admitted.

  “Why didn’t you tell me before?”

  “I was kind of embarrassed. They really aren’t as bad as they sound. Most of my customers are bored wives looking to spice up their marriages. I don’t hear or see a thing. To me, it’s just more time up in the air. And they pay really well for it, too. But how do I bring it up in conversation? ‘Oh, by the way, I’ve got to be at the airport early tonight because my sightseeing tour wants to make sure they have plenty of time to screw’?”

  Drake laughed at my crass question. “You had more than three months to figure it out. Gotta admit I didn’t like that Jackson had to explain to me what was going on in your life. I’m your boyfriend, Alexa. There shouldn’t be secrets like that between us. Especially not stupid shit. You’ve got to fucking know that I would understand about this.”

  “I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I hate that my avoiding telling you about the flights caused this.”

  “No more secrets,” he growled.

  “None. I promise. I’ve learned my lesson, too. I don’t ever want to go through something like this again,” I promised.

  Drake kissed my temple softly at my words. “Neither do I. I missed you so damn much,” he rasped out.

  His sexy tone sent tingles up my spine. Sitting here, whispering in bed, made me feel so connected to him. It was just so intimate. His kisses moved across my cheek before he nipped at my lips. He pulled my bottom lip down with his teeth, and I gasped in response. His tongue swept inside, devouring me. Drake held me in place for our kiss, his hands clenched tightly in my hair. Once we were both gasping for air, one of his hands cupped my ass. He pulled me over on top of him, my sex resting right over his cock. Pressed together like that, I couldn’t stop myself from grinding my pelvis against his.

  “Please, Drake. I need you now. It’s been too long,” I begged.

  “Fuck,” he groaned as he clawed at the front of his jeans to open them. He pushed them down to his knees, and his erect cock sprang free. In a flash, I felt him rip my yoga pants down my legs before he pulled my panties to the side. I was dripping wet, and it made it easy for him to slide up inside of me as he pulled me down onto him. I gripped his chest and pushed down until he was buried deep. Holding still, I savored the feel of him.

  “Baby, I need you to move,” he moaned.

  I rode him, moving slowly at first. I rotated my hips in full circles, rubbing my clit against his pelvic bone at the end of each one. After about a dozen strokes, he gripped my hips in his hands and pushed up. Sinking even farther inside, he angled his cock and found a spot that drove me wild with need. He hammered into me, hitting the same spot over and over again, pushing me to the edge. One hand slipped from my hip, and his thumb found my clit and rubbed. The added touch was too much, and I came.

  My body trembled as he continued to pound into me. When my climax was done, he flipped me onto my stomach and pulled me up onto my hands and knees. I felt his hot breath on my ass before he started to eat me from behind. He slid his stiffened tongue into my pussy and fucked me with it for a few strokes. I moaned in response, and his hands gripped my hips harder. He pulled his tongue out and licked back and forth, slashing it around my engorged clit. Once I was dripping with need again, he got to his knees behind me and thrust inside.

  “Drake!” I screamed as I clawed at the sheets.

  “Fuck, baby. You’re so tight,” he groaned. He slid in and out of me with slow strokes that teased. His hands held my hips in place so I couldn’t push back onto him.

  “Please, Drake,” I begged. I was so close to the edge again, but I needed more from him in this position.

  “Please what, Alexa?” he taunted me as he continued his relentless pace.

  “Give me more. Please, I need it. I need to come so badly,” I moaned as I tried desperately to thrust my hips to force him deeper inside.

  “Oh, you’re gonna come again and again, baby. Help me get you there this time. Play with your clit,” he demanded.

  I released the sheet that was gripped in my hand and reached down my body to tweak my clit. I slipped my fingers around his cock to gather some moisture to make it feel even better. He groaned at the contact and pounded into me hard. Tugging at my clit, I came around his cock, my legs quivering underneath me. He pushed me to my back and drove back inside with my legs wrapped around his hips. He trust in and out, my pussy clamped on him as he tried to make up for lost time.

  Sweat dripped from Drake’s face as he stared into my eyes. “I need to watch you fly apart for me again,” he groaned.

  He pumped like a madman, and I dug my nails into his ass. His eyes darkened even further, his deep feelings for me shining from them. “I love you,” I whispered, not able to hold the words back any longer.

  My words were his undoing. “Alexa, shit,” he groaned as he emptied inside of me. His orgasm triggered another for me, its waves rolling over my body. I closed my eyes as my body shuddered. “Baby, open your eyes and look at me.”

  My lids opened languidly, sleepy from the lack of good sleep the last couple days and coming three times in a row. “Mmmmm,” I murmured as I smiled up at him.

  “Love you too, baby,” he whispered as he leaned down to kiss me again. “So fucking much,” he continued as I drifted off to sleep. Drake curled around me and closed his eyes.

  I woke up a couple hours later and stretched. I was safely tucked into Drake’s arms and rolled in them to face him. He looked at me with sleepy eyes. “Hey,” I whispered.

  He kissed me lightly. “How did you sleep?” he asked.

  “Great! I really needed that. No nightmares about never being with you again. Waking up in your arms,” I sighed.

  “Only good dreams from now on, Alexa,” he said as he rolled on top of me. “I love you so much, baby. I should have told you sooner.”

  I opened my legs and rolled my hips against him. “Me too. I was so stupid to not see it sooner.”

  He slipped the tip of his hardness inside and held still above me. “Alexa, no. Don’t ever say that. You’re the best thi
ng that ever happened to me.”

  “Sorry,” I sighed, wiggling my hips to try to move him farther into my body.

  He kissed me deeply and took a few slow strokes. “Now we don’t have to hold back anymore. I can love you the way I wanted to from the start.”

  I tangled my fingers into his hair and kissed him back. “Thank you,” I whispered as I nuzzled his neck.

  “For what, baby?”

  “For saving me from the loneliness. For opening my eyes. For loving me.”

  He touched his forehead to mine. “Let me love you, baby. I need to show you how you make me feel,” he moaned.

  He propped himself on his elbows and looked deeply into my eyes. I wrapped my legs around his waist, keeping him close. “I love you, Drake.”

  He continued to thrust slowly, in and out. He kept his eyes open, as though he didn’t want to miss a moment of us together. I gasped, my breath quickening, and tightened my arms around him. My muscles contracted around him, and I buried my head against his shoulder as I cried out in release. He took several more long strokes into me before he came, calling my name. I clung tightly to him, almost afraid to let go and find this was all a dream.

  We eventually made it into the shower, washing each other slowly. We held each other under the pulsing water, kissing often. It was like a weight had been lifted now that our pent-up emotions were free and out in the open. As much as I regretted our fight and walking away, even for the short time it took to clear my head, our bond was now stronger than ever before.

  epilogue

  Drake

  I couldn’t stop staring at Alexa as she lay sleeping in bed next to me. Losing her, even for one weekend, had ripped my heart out of my chest. Before our fight, I thought I’d known how much she meant to me. Making her so angry and upset that she’d stormed away and refused to speak to me showed me that I’d had no fucking clue how important she was.

  The moment I first saw her on campus, I should have chased after her and not wasted a single minute. I knew—I fucking knew right away that she would change my life. If I had just gone after her right away, then I wouldn’t have been such a dick when we finally met. I would have known that she looked at Jackson like a brother, even if his feelings for her went deeper than that. She had no fucking clue the way guys looked at her, how Jackson looked at her. She just went about her day, wrapped up in whatever thoughts were rolling around her head. Thank fuck that I was able to break in there and make her see me.

  When my dad called me to ask about Alexa’s job and how she was paying for school, I’d been blown away by the rumor he had heard. I should have asked him for more details, but my mind had been filled with images of other guys touching my girl. I just couldn’t think straight. I lost my temper and almost messed up so badly that I couldn’t ever get her back. I didn’t know what I would have done if Jackson hadn’t made me see what an ass I was being. Once I’d been thinking clearly again, I knew there wasn’t a chance in hell she would ever do something like that.

  When I called my dad back and realized that Sasha had caused all of this, I’d wanted to wring her neck. Jackson had promised that he’d make sure she didn’t interfere in our relationship again. He told me to focus on what was important—making Alexa understand that I never would have believed a word if it hadn’t been my own father who had called me. I went crazy not knowing where she was, and Jackson pulled through for me by hunting his sister down and convincing her to talk Alexa into hearing me out. He proved to me that he wanted what was best for Alexa, and I owed him a debt that I could never repay.

  I’d spent the last month trying to prove to her that she’d made the right decision in taking me back. I couldn’t say that I was very excited by the whole Mile High Club flight thing since people had sex right behind her while she flew the plane, but I had a couple custom t-shirts made for us as one of her Christmas presents to show my support. She got a kick out of them and wore hers to bed most nights. I understood why she hadn’t told me about the flights earlier, and after thinking the worst, it was a relief to learn that an inside joke about them was what Sasha had overheard and used to try to drive a wedge between us. I wasn’t going to let anything else come between us again.

  I pulled open the drawer in the nightstand next to the bed. Reaching inside, I pulled out a small blue box. I peeked back at Alexa to make sure she was still sleeping soundly. I knew she wasn’t ready for this yet. My hands trembled as I popped the box open. My last trip back home, this damn ring fucking screamed to me from the jewelry store window. It was perfect for Alexa. The four carat diamond twinkled in the light from the lamp. I couldn’t wait to see it on her finger and know that she would be mine forever.

  I knew my parents were going to freak the fuck out when we got engaged. My dad had dreams for me that didn’t include my getting married young. But he’d understand when I explained that she was as important to me as mom was to him. He worshipped the ground she walked on. No fucking way he wouldn’t stand behind me on this when I made him understand that. And if I had to resort to a guilt trip and remind him that he’d almost destroyed my relationship with his meddling, then so be it. I’d do what needed to be done to make sure that Alexa stayed by my side.

  I heard the sheets rustle as she rolled over, and I put the ring back in the drawer. As I closed it, her hand reached out for me. I rolled back towards her and pulled her into my arms. Her eyes were still closed, with dark smudges underneath them. I wore her the fuck out last night. It was like I was trying to make up for lost time—I couldn’t get enough of her.

  As she slept in my arms, she let out a small sigh and her lips

  tilted in a smile. She must be dreaming of me then. I kissed her cheek lightly so I didn’t wake her and closed my eyes to catch a quick nap before she woke up. Wouldn’t do for me to be tired later on. I had her all to myself for the day, and I intended to make the most of it. We were going to start the new year off the right way—together.

  ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

  Mom – Thank you for always believing in me and pushing me to make this happen. I love you!

  Mickey – I am so grateful to have found an editor like you! Thanks for putting your mad editing skills to good use for me.

  Kari – My hot cover is thanks to you. I am looking forward to more of the same with all my future books.

  Yolanda – You’ve always been there for me, and your friendship means the world to me. Thanks for being my number one cheerleader!

  Crystal, Kim & Midian – My awesome beta readers! Thank you for being gentle while giving me your insight on how to make this a better story.

  Love Between The Sheets Promotions – Thanks for helping me get the word out about my debut book. Natalie has been great and you all have done an amazing job pimping me! The bloggers that work with you have been so generous with their time and efforts on my behalf.

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  I absolutely adore reading - always have and always will. My friends growing up used to tease me when I would trail after them, trying to read and walk at the same time. If I have downtime, odds are you will find me reading or writing.

  I am the mother of two wonderful sons who have inspired me to chase my dream of being an author. I want them to learn from me that you can live your dream as long as you are willing to work for it.

  When I told my mom that my new year's resolution was to self-publish a book in 2013, she pretty much told me "About time!"

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  hit the wall

  Jackson

  I couldn’t believe that I had to deal with this bullshit. It was bad enough that I had to watch Lex fall for Drake, but now I had to go talk to Sasha about the crap she’d pulled to fuck with their relationship. I could have just kept my mout
h shut, and not said anything to Drake about Lex’s job. I could have just enjoyed the fuck out of punching him and then waited to see if they’d stay broken up. But no, I couldn’t stand to know that she was hurting when I could do something to fix it.

  I’d grown up with Lex in my life, always thinking of her as my other little sister. She and Aubrey were attached at the hip, and she spent almost as much time at our house as she did her dad’s. Then she’d hit her teens and filled out. I couldn’t help but notice her new tits, and she started to show up in my spank bank. It freaked me out the first time I thought of her while jacking off in the shower, but I figured it was normal and shrugged it off. She was dating Brad, and there were plenty of girls in high school for me to mess around with.