Unthinkable (Undeniable Trilogy #1)

by Ml Preston

  “Come on in, the water is fine.” He held out his hand for me to take it. I pulled my shirt off and wiped my feet before getting into to whirlpool. Nicholas smiled at me, but made no comment. The water was the perfect temperature and extremely therapeutic. I settled in, leaned back against the edge of the tub, and closed my eyes. Nicholas, sitting opposite of me, grabbed my foot, put oil on it, and started massaging it.

  I sighed a deep relaxing sigh at the tension release I was getting. “Where did you learn to do that?”

  “When I was younger, my mom made us rub her feet after she came home from selling houses. She told us walking in heels put a strain on her feet and we needed to rub them out.”

  “Smart woman,” I replied with a laugh. He was hitting all the right pressure points. If he kept this up, I would have to cancel Palo, I thought to myself. He moved up to my calf before switching to the other foot.

  “What changed on your job to make you angry?” I knew he probably wasn’t going to tell me because it was work related, but I wanted to know.

  “Issues with personnel, that’s all. I don’t think certain people should be doing certain jobs, but somehow they find something for them anyway.” The look in his eyes was of anger and betrayal.

  “What did you want to do the rest of the day?” he asked.

  “I was thinking maybe we can have a veg out day, you know, ice cream and fresh baked cookies, and watch a movie on TV.”

  “Do you want to go out for dinner?”

  “I don’t have anything to wear to go out so no we will stay in and prepare a meal together.” Nicholas looked up at me and laughed with a big smile. “What’s funny?” I asked with a little attitude.

  “I love how you take charge of a situation. Not laughing at you, just at the fact that you are a natural leader, you don’t realize when you take charge.” I playfully kicked water at him, catching him off guard and he splashed me back. Soon we were in a water fight that had water everywhere. He pulled me into his arms and held me close. I took a deep breath and enjoyed how relaxed I was feeling.

  “I’m sorry he hurt you,” he whispered.

  “It’s not like you had anything to do with it,” I replied.

  “I want you to know that I am here for you.” I leaned back in his arms, wrapped them around me, and closed my eyes. He placed a strawberry in my mouth and I took the bait, biting into it. I turned around to face him and I took one off the tray and fed it to him. He licked the juices off my fingers while staring into my eyes, giving me all the signals. My nipples perked up at the feeling he was giving me. It was hard to ignore the raw animal sexual attraction between us and our bodies knew it. I could feel him growing along my thigh, and if that wasn’t proof enough, the way he grabbed me and slowly guided me onto his massive cock was all I needed. I jumped a little as he went all the way in and I had no time to prepare.

  “Ride it slowly, Maya,” he said as he placed a strawberry in my mouth. I started to rotate my hips in a circular motion slowly and suck on the strawberry. As I bit into it, the juices ran down my neck and he licked it off. He took one of the glasses of wine and slowly allowed it to trickle down my mouth and onto my nipples where he gently began to suck on them. My motion increased as my excitement began to build. “Maya, I said slowly, baby. You have to control your urge to come.” He began to suck on my nipples again making it harder for me to concentrate on not erupting all over his cock. I closed my eyes, trying to block out my pleasure sensor, but it was failing me. He placed one hand on my hip and drove deeper into me. I opened my eyes at the pleasure that he was delivering. He placed another strawberry in my mouth and I bit into it, again expressing juices down my neck. He began to delve deeper into my sex as I continued to make circular motions with my hips. His hand began to squeeze at my hip with each thrust.

  “Maya, you are fucking killing me.”

  “You have to learn to control your urge to come,” I whispered in his ear. I grabbed a strawberry, placed one end in my mouth, and leaned in to place the other end in his. He bit into the strawberry and the juices ran down his neck. I took the strawberry out of my mouth and began to lick the juices slowly off his neck, making sure to entice him to his peak. He moaned in pleasure, which in turn increased my passion. My need to come was taking over me as I began to suck on his neck. His grip intensified as I slowed my movement down more as I continued to ride him. I leaned in as I felt his cock pulsating deep inside me.

  “Open your mouth and don’t swallow,” I ordered as I held in my hand the other glass of wine. As he opened his mouth, I poured a small amount into his mouth and then put the glass down. I then began to lap and suck the wine out of his mouth while sucking seductively on his tongue. He then grabbed me and kissed me with deep desire. As I began to speed up with motion, he gripped me tighter and began to guide me in an up and down motion. I could tell he was about to reach his peak so I placed my mouth over his to stifle his moans of pleasure. His grip became tighter as he exploded with intensity. He continued his release as I rode him up and down to bring forth my orgasm. I threw my head back to enjoy the silent ecstasy that was riveting through my body. He placed his fingers in my mouth and I began to suck on them to help bring me back to reality. When I moved my head back in an upright position, he kissed me.

  “We never have a dull moment do we?” he said.

  “No, we don’t, ever.” I lay on his chest as our heart rates began to return to normal to enjoy this moment. I could feel that we were both starting to doze off so I got out of the whirlpool and turned on the shower on the other side of the bathroom. I washed my body while Nicholas looked on like a lion about to pounce his prey.

  “Did you want me to leave the water running for you?” I asked.

  “Yes, please and I need help washing, do you mind?” A sly grin spread across his mouth.

  “Not this time, Mr. Hansen. You shower and I’ll go get us a movie ready, with snacks.” He smiled and conceded defeat. I grabbed a towel, wrapped myself in it, and headed out to the room. As I was getting dressed, I heard his phone ring. I glanced at the name on the phone thinking that it could be his dad, but it read Tabitha. My nerves jumped slightly and I was startled more as Nicholas walked into the room.

  “What are you doing?” he asked, my body language obviously expressing my concern.

  “Oh, I was checking to see what time it was since my phone is in the living room. I just wasn’t expecting you to be out this soon.” He walked over toward me, looking quizzically at me.

  “Okay, no need to be startled. You can look at my phone. I have nothing to hide from you. You can trust me.” He grabbed my face and began kissing me.

  “I know I can trust you. My mind was running a marathon when I looked at the time and when you walked into the room. I’m a little off, that’s all. Come on, let’s go watch a movie.” I detoured from the obvious questions I wanted to ask out of fear of the answer or the anger. He went into his family room to prepare our movie. I stopped by the kitchen to grab popcorn with butter, hot sauce, and water. I placed them all on a tray and headed to the family room. Nicholas had grabbed a throw blanket and was sitting there patting the couch with a come-hither look in his eyes.

  “Your seat awaits you, my love,” he said with his eyebrows raised. I laughed at his attempt at humor. He was adorable when being goofy and extremely sexy at the same time. I walked over toward the couch and he took the tray from me, placed it on the table, and held my hand.

  “Why do you like me as much as you do?” I asked. “I am not model perfect. I do have great attributes about me but nothing that most men would go for.

  “Why do you like me?” he retorted. “I am not what you would call a boy toy; I do work for what I have. I don’t splurge my family’s wealth and, trust me, my parents have plenty of it. I prefer to do things and have things that I can be proud of and say I did that. So why me, Maya? Or better yet, why not me?” He had a look of seriousness on his face and it demanded an answer.

  “I don’
t know, Nicholas. I know that I do like the way you take care of me and tend to my needs. You felt that you had to protect me when Michael approached me at the party. I have never had a man stand up for me like that, not that I had many men falling at my feet. I like what I feel when we are alone or with others. You respect me and don’t try to make me stand down in a man’s world. Those are a few of the things I like about you.”

  “You don’t think I’m pretty?” he asked with a goofy grin. I rolled my eyes at him because he had to know hot fucking hot he was.

  “Let’s watch the movie,” I said, laughing at him. He grabbed me and pulled me into his arms, wrapped his blanket around us and pressed play on the DVR.

  “It’s you,” he said. I turned to look at him as he offered an answer to my question.

  “You embody the qualities I want in a woman. You are smart, headstrong, independent, confident, most of the time, and can hold your own. The times that your confidence wanes is usually when you think about your past. I want to help you through that so you don’t have that to hold you back anymore. I love your shape, those hips and legs mesmerize me, your breasts are nice and supple and I love holding them and tasting them. You know what else I love to taste? Your lips, both sets.” He had a devilish grin on his face with that comment. “You’re a natural beauty and that makes me hot as hell for you. All I can do is think about being with you when we are not together. I want to drink you in, all of you.” I leaned over, kissed him, and lay on his chest. The movie was already playing when we settled to watch it. I had a feeling neither of us was interested in what was on the screen. I heard his phone ring and he looked at it, but did not answer. Immediately I wondered if that was her. Tabitha. He hugged me tighter and kissed my forehead. I then took a deep breath to relax my fears as we continued to watch the movie and slowly drifted to sleep.

  Chapter 17

  Wednesday morning felt as if it was Monday all over again. Nicholas dropped me off on his way into his office and we said that we would play the day by ear. I walked into our new space and I could hear the phones ringing and the click-clacking of keyboards. The office printer was going and I could hear Samantha from her office telling someone that the print was off; I think that was about our stationary. I walked by her office and waved as I headed to mine. As soon as I opened the door, a big Mylar balloon that said congratulations greeted me. The card attached said To: Samantha and Maya. Love Gabby and Tia. Those girls are so sweet. I looked over at my desk and there seemed to be a mountain of mail. I turned on my laptop and all I could hear was the sound of incoming emails. It was just one day, I thought to myself. I put down my purse, took a sip of my Frappuccino, and started to work.

  “Maya, so where are we going this weekend and for how long?” Samantha said as she slowly glided into my office with her hands full of letters. I peeked up at her shortly then went back to reading my emails.

  “Uh, I am not sure if I will be going anywhere,” I replied

  “Why not? The girls said that it was a done deal.” Her tone was confused and high-pitched, which meant upset.

  “I don’t know. I mean, look at this office. There is a lot going on and this is just one day of missing work. What would it look like if we missed a week?” I made an excuse that she could not debate because she knew I was right. The truth is, that’s a big step in my book even if friends were coming along. I would still be with Nicholas for a week straight. I wondered what if we discover things or hear stories about each other that would make us think twice about a relationship?

  “Maya, I think our covers would be able to communicate with us via email and phone calls if really important. I know you will have your laptop with you in case of urgency. We could really use a vacation and besides, I hear that Nicholas has business there anyway.” She found an actual rebuttal that made sense. I thought about what business he had there. Is that what he and his dad were arguing about yesterday? I thought back to how frustrated he was out on his balcony and his explanation about how his decisions are undermined.

  “Maya, did you hear me? Why are you daydreaming already?” I totally tuned Samantha out while she was going on about how we should take this trip.

  “Sorry, Samantha. I was thinking about a project for the little league teams and how we could expose Hansen Construction even further. When you mentioned that Nicholas and Jason had business to tend to, I had a thought. You know how I am when an idea springs to mind.” I backpedaled out of that one as fast as I jumped in. I did not want to broadcast my insecurities, not now. I don’t want to deal with this now.

  “Samantha, let’s get to work. I’ll think about the trip and will let all of you know. Okay?”

  “Ugh. Amaya Elaine Davis, you really fucking annoy me sometimes!” Samantha slammed my door as she walked out. “I’m sorry didn’t mean for it to slam,” she said as she opened the door back.

  “Yes, you did,” I said to her while reading my mail stack without looking up toward her direction. “Bye, Red.” Samantha closed the door. I leaned back in my chair and started to think about the fun that we would have if I said yes. The eight of us paired off and enjoying each other’s company, that could be fun. A knock on the door disrupted my thought.

  “Hi, Ms. Davis. You have a courier package just delivered. I thought it was important so I rushed it right in here instead of leaving it out in the mailroom.”

  “Thank you, Jonathan.”

  “Yes, Ms. Davis.”

  I think Jonathan had a little crush on me. He is always flustered around me. I opened the letter delivered by FedEx and started to read the letter:

  Carmen Watkins

  National Football League

  280 Park Avenue

  New York, NY 10017

  6/3/2015

  Amaya Davis

  Senior Vice President, Sporting

  Binnings Market

  200 S. Biscayne Blvd.

  Miami, FL

  Dear Amaya Davis:

  We are pleased to inform you that we have reached a decision on the bid to perform architectural design and build contract services for the new NFL facility in Miami, FL. We wanted to thank you for a wonderful presentation and the great hospitality shown to us during our visits to the potential cities. We will notify the owner of the winning bid by this Friday. Thank you again.

  Sincerely,

  Carmen Watkins

  NFL Stadium Committee VP

  My stomach filled with butterflies at the hopes that it would be Hansen Construction selected to build the new stadium. I looked at my cell phone and I wanted to call Nicholas, but I didn’t want to give him any false pretense. I leaned back in my chair and thought for a minute. Maybe a week away would be a good idea. I carefully placed the letter in their communications file along with my thoughts. We had a few of our new flyers for the little league baseball teams to come in and I had called our street team into my office to give them the materials and locations of where they needed to be distributed. I then went to our web team and had them to scan a copy for email distribution, and to start working on the sponsorship presentation. It felt different directing instead of doing, but I still had creative control.

  “Are you ready for lunch, Maya? I need a break.” Samantha came into my office and threw herself on the floor. It was one p.m. and we had been working nonstop.

  “Oh, I didn’t realize how late it was,” I said. “Sure, let’s go grab a bite.” I let our new receptionist, Amy, know that we were leaving. We decided to go to Area 31 for a little lunchtime seafood. Seated immediately, we placed our order with the waiter, Javier.

  “This day has been busy. I said. I am glad that we have a big team to support us. Those guys are doing great.”

  “Yeah, yeah. Are we going or not?” Samantha had a look of total frustration on her face along with that I won’t take no for an answer scowl.

  “Samantha, I don’t know yet. I mean, if you wanna go, go. Don’t wait on me.”

  “I don’t get it, Maya. This wonderful guy is tak
ing you on a free vacation to a nice destination and you are debating on whether you want to go or not? Come off it, what’s up?” Samantha had a way of seeing past bullshit.

  “Samantha, I don’t know. I do not want to ruin this between us.”

  “Is it the sex?” Samantha asked with a puzzled look.

  “No!” I became flustered when I thought about the sex we had last night after moving from the couch back to the bed. He had me tied, literally, to his bed while using my body as a sundae dish, pouring various toppings on my body and slowly licking them off me.

  “Maya, what did he do to you?” Samantha said. She had a smile as wide as the Gulf of Mexico.

  “What do you mean what did he do?” I tried to play like I didn’t know what she was talking about, but it was obvious that she was referring to the redness of my face.

  “Okay. Whatever. Just know it’s all on your face.”

  “What’s on my face?” I probably should not have asked that question.

  “Really, Maya? You are going there?” Samantha had a serious look on her face like I did something wrong.

  “Samantha, I know I am all kinds of relationship fucked up and that Nicholas is not Michael, but I can’t let that hurt and humiliation go like that. I’m sorry. I can’t do it. He knows that.”

  “So you can fuck him at will with no or little emotion, but when he wants to get inside you, the emotional you, the internal you, you can’t comply? Seriously, Maya, you are losing out. That will drive him away.” Our waiter bought our lunch and I had lost my appetite. Samantha had crushed me. Actually, she didn’t, but I felt like it. To hear the words echo my inner feelings come at me face to face is a hard pill to swallow. He offered to help heal me and I still shut down. I pushed my plate away from me and waved for the waiter.