The Golden Collection

by Kam Carr

  “Georgina,” I heard a voice, I looked to my left and Maxwell was walking towards me. I beamed at the sight of him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up. I placed my lips on his and kissed with intense need. It felt good. I let my fingers tug softly at his red hair. I had missed every inch of this man.

  He placed me back on the ground and pressed his forehead on mine. “I'm sorry baby, I wanted to be here for when you got off the plane, but something came up.” He grabbed hold of my hand and led me to a car. A man dressed in a suit was waiting for us. I narrowed my eyes. I thought Maxwell had come alone. Plus, I'd never seen or heard about this bloke before.

  “Jay, this is my girlfriend Georgina” Maxwell said, placing his arm around me. “Georgina, this is Jay our driver.” My eyes shot up at him. Driver, I thought he wasn't a flashy bastard. He must have read my mind and he tilted his head. “This was arranged without my knowing.”

  Jay took my suitcase off me and placed it in the boot. Maxwell opened the door to the black fancy car and I slipped into the far side. Maxwell followed grabbed hold of my hand and brought it up to his lips.

  “I've missed you. I've been counting down the hours till your arrival.”

  My stomach flipped, I swept over to his side and crawled onto his lap. My hands made their way to the back of his neck and I rested my head on his chest. I was in heaven, just being close to the man I loved, made me feel giddy. I took in his scent, intoxicating as ever. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed being reunited with my Mr Golden Rule.

  “I take it you missed me too,” he was smirking.

  “Of course,” I smirked back as he tightened his hold of me. “What was this something that came up?”

  “I went to see Olivia” he tucked my hair behind my ears. “I was hoping maybe during your stay you could meet her.”

  I gave a massive smile. Did he think I was special enough to be introduced to his daughter? Wow, he really was serious about me.

  “Although it would mean introducing you to Debbie” he sounded worried. I leaned back to take in his handsome face. His eyes had narrowed and he was blinking rapidly.

  “I'm a big girl, Maxwell. I think I can handle her....”

  “I didn't mean that,” he smiled, shaking his head.

  Then what exactly did he mean? Was Debbie meant to intimidate me? Or was she such a cold bitch, I should worry. I gave a little chuckle, I had withstood the witch and she was pure evil. From now on I had decided no one was going to get to me again. If they didn't like me then that was there problem. I had everything I wanted. In fact, I was in his lap.

  “Oh, Mr Golden Rule” I trailed my finger along his lip and moved closer. “No one scares me.” Our eyes locked- blue on blue. His finger began to trace my heart pendant and his mouth turned up into a crooked smile. I loved that smile. It meant he was thinking indiscreet thoughts.

  “We will think about that tomorrow” he was biting down on his bottom lip. Was he now impersonating me? “Right now, I want to get you back to the hotel and fuck you senseless. What do you think?”

  I felt my eyes open wide and beamed with delight. That hot low aching feeling filled my body. I could feel his erection against my leg. “Oh, so ready, Mr Thomas” I winked.

  CHAPTER TWO

  Maxwell

  I lay patiently on the bed; Georgina was running around checking out the hotel suite. We were staying at the Beverley Hills hotel. She raced out of the bathroom. She looked like a child at Disney Land. I loved how everything impressed her. I placed my hands behind my head and just took in her beauty.

  “Oh my god, have you seen the size of that bath?” Her voice was full of excitement. She slowly made her way over to the bed and lay down next to me. Her head rested on my chest and my fingers began to twirl in her hair. “I was thinking on the plane and it occurred to me. I don't know when your birthday is?”

  I gave a little chuckle. I loved how she would randomly come out with stuff. I turned to face her and rested my head in my hand. “How does your mind work?”

  “Mr Thomas, what's with the laughing? I know you’re old!”

  My hands cupped her face and I looked deep into those luscious blue eyes. I had never had a serious relationship with someone younger than me before. Actually, this was only my second serious relationship. I leaned forward to kiss her beautiful lips.

  “No,” she laughed as she backed away. “When is your birthday?”

  “September 12th” I finally confessed, a massive smiled appeared on her lips and finally I was allowed to kiss her. I had missed her deeply in the last three days. Everything about this woman brought me to life. She was my sweet fix that I couldn't live without.

  I rolled on top of her and pressed her down into the bed. My hands were everywhere, they wanted to be everywhere. I pushed my hard manhood into her belly for her to feel how she affected me. My tongue invaded her mouth with hunger and passion. I placed my hand up her shirt and began my tease of her nipple through the lace bra.

  “Do you know how long I have been waiting for you?” I hushed, placing my forehead on hers.

  “About three days?” She shrugged. I gave a little laugh.

  “Miss Dawson, I am trying to make a big gesture here.”

  She raised an eyebrow and bit down on her lip. “You know what I would like...” Her cheeks flushed a little. “Your big gesture inside of me.” Her hand slapped my arse hard which took me off guard. “Get naked, Mr Golden Rule.”

  I got off the bed and stood in front of her. She sat up crossing her legs. She was going to enjoy this, her own private strip tease. I could feel my own desire burning rapidly through my body. I slowly undid my tie, pulled it off and threw it in her direction.

  I locked my eyes with hers and began to undo my buttons on my shirt. “I hope your liking what you see, Miss Dawson” I groaned.

  “Very much so,” she said seductively. I watched as she parted her lips and placed her hand through her hair. She was gagging for it as much as I was.

  I stripped my shirt off and threw it to the ground. Now it was her favourite bit. I gave a smug smile as I undid my trousers and allowed them to fall around my ankles. I raised an eyebrow. I was standing before her just in my underwear and she was biting down on that lip like always.

  “I'm all yours...” Her big eyes widen with greed. Her thumbs slipped into my underwear waist band. Gracefully she pulled them down and freed what was rightly hers. She grabbed me with force and pushed me into her mouth. I tilted my head back and gave a little groan.

  The circle motions she did with her tongue could send me over the edge. I tangled my fingers in her hair, helping her gain rhythm. She began to suck harder, pushing me into the back of her throat. Fuck!

  Her nails dug into my arse and she pushed me in further sucking intensely. I felt my knees begin to shake. I had to pull out before I came.

  I grabbed hold of her chin and tilted her head up to me. “No more of that. Lie down and take those knickers off!” I demanded. She obliged. She slowly lies down and spread her legs open. I lay down on top of her and in one quick motion I was where I belonged.... Inside Miss Georgina Dawson.

  “This is going to be quick” I hissed through gritted teeth as I began to slam into her. “I haven't had my fix for a while!” She arched her back and gave a scream of pleasure. I began to pound ahead, gripping hold of her waist and pushing myself deeper and deeper. Her fingers tugged at her hair and I watched as she convulsed in ecstasy. With one last big slam I released myself inside her.

  “Fuck! Georgina!” I screamed as my body trembled with the after myth. I hugged her hard and kissed her face all over. I could never live without this woman. The love I felt for her was mind blowing and I never wanted to be away from her again.

  “Georgina,” I yelled, while banging on the bathroom door. We were meant to be going to an important dinner meeting and she was still getting ready. Finally, I heard the lock on the bathroom door click and she appeared. She looked amazing in a burgundy beaded
halter neck maxi dress; I had brought for her before I came away. I was fast learning that Georgina's favourite designer was Jenny Peckham and they didn't come cheap!!

  She gave a little pose. “Do we like?” She pouted.

  I placed a finger to my lip to make out I was thinking. Not like I had to, she looked stunning and she always did. Her long blonde hair was slightly curled and her big blue eyes sparkled. How did I end up with an angel?

  She glared at me, but I was mesmerized. “You'll do!” I joked. She walked over and began to straighten out my bow tie.

  “What is this dinner party about?”

  “Business” I snorted.

  She rolled her eyes and patted my chest. “You'll do!!” She mocked. I grabbed hold of her waist and pulled her into me. There was something about her that wouldn't allow me to keep my hands away. It wasn't just physical attraction, it was as if she could see deep within my soul and the fact she kept me on my toes was an added bonus. She was the ultimate. She had taught me how to have fun and not stress too much.

  I traced my finger along her cheek and took in the scent of her hair. “Miss Dawson, you look mighty fine and it is such a shame you didn't get ready quicker!!” I let out an agonizing sigh, I hated that my arousal was too much to bear at times.

  I felt in heaven walking into the 'Rodeo Ballroom' with Georgina on my arm. I could feel people looking over. I gazed over at Georgina's face and she was in awe of it all. Crystal chandeliers, built in stage and dance floor. Tables with gold table clothes and the most beautiful flower arrangements all gold and purple. A baby grand piano was on the stage and a woman was singing. The ballroom was filled with people dressed to the nines and waiters handing out champagne.

  Georgina stopped and looked at me. “I feel funny?”

  I grabbed hold of her hands. “Why? You are the most beautiful woman in the world.” She looked down at the floor and shook her head. Maybe it was too soon for her to be at an event like this? My heart broke. I had flashbacks from the pre-wedding party.

  Fucking bastard Waterman's!!!

  “Hey Maxwell” a voice bellowed with a rich American accent.

  A large man dressed in a blue tux with a pink tie was standing before us. He was my new partner with my new American firm.

  “How you doing?” He slapped me on the back. I wanted to fly round and smack him in the face. His eyes diverted to Georgina. “Why Miss? You must be the pretty girlfriend, he has spoken about non-stop?”

  “Yes, this is my girlfriend Miss Georgina Dawson” I replied coldly, my eyes staring at him. He seemed to get the idea and his appearance changed.

  “Anyway...” He began. “There is a photo call and we need you there.” He turned and walked off.

  My eyes turned back to the woman I loved. She really didn't want to be here and you didn't have to be a mind reader to see that. I gave out a little breath and pulled her into me.

  “Let me do the photo call and we will go. We will go back upstairs change and go do something normal.” Her eyes beamed up at me and my heart skipped a beat. I leaned down and touched her lips softly with mine.

  “What do you class as normal?” She giggled.

  “McDonald’s and the cinema?” I replied, grabbing hold of her hand and heading over to the dreaded photo call.

  Georgina took a big slurp of her milkshake and began laughing again. I rolled my eyes. She wasn't going to let it go. We had just watched Titanic in 3D and yes, I did have tears in my eyes.

  You're such a girl!!! My inner voice laughed along with her.

  I picked up my napkin and threw it in her direction. “If you have quite finished, Miss Dawson... Maybe we should head back to the hotel?” I said in a suggestive manner.

  Georgina rested her head in her hands. “You ever had sex in a toilet?”

  I chocked on my Coke-Cola. What a thing to just come out with? She gave a sweet little smile as it was normal to say things like that. That was part of her charm.

  “No,” I coughed. “Have you?”

  Georgina sat back in the booth and gave a little chuckle. “The only other person I have been with is Blake.” I felt my whole body stiffen at the sound of his name.

  How could we ever forget about shit brick?

  She screwed her nose up. “Besides, he was strictly bedroom only. "Although,” her eyes did that rapid moving thing she always did when she was deep in thought. “We did ONCE do it on the breakfast bar!”

  “Miss Dawson...” I began. I couldn't bear hearing her talk about him. “Are you suggesting we have sex in a toilet?”

  She began to bite down on her lip. Fuck... She was sexy as hell!!!

  She sat forward and I could feel her foot moving up into the middle of my legs. She began to rub me through the fabric of my jeans. “Yes,” she whispered. “Are you up for it, Mr Golden Rule?”

  Like I had to even think about it. I would fuck her any time and any place. My eyes diverted in the direction of the bathroom. “Ready when you are?”

  We burst through the bathroom door into a cubicle. I kicked the door closed with my foot and with my free hand locked it. I pulled away, breathing heavily. Georgina was giving me that wanton sexual predator glare. Fuck!

  With speed I unzipped my jeans releasing my most precious possession; this was for her needs only.

  Georgina followed my lead and pulled down her knickers.

  “Wrap your legs around me, baby,” I demanded as I lifted her up and pushed her back into the door. She obliged and gently I filled her up.

  Her fingers tugged at my hair and my lips found her neck. Her hips began to twirl and my cock swirled inside, making her wetter and wetter with each penetration.

  “I love you, Maxwell” she moaned in my ear.

  “I love you too.” I could no longer keep control of myself. My hands grabbed firmly on her arse and I began to slam into her at top speed. Her head went back as she began to tremble in her orgasmic state. I could feel her insides tighten in pleasure. With one last pound I unravelled and found mine. She rested her head on my shoulder, her breathing erratic and her heart beating in my chest. I kissed her forehead and lowered her to the ground.

  I placed my hands on both sides of her head and she rested still against the door. I blew a little out of my mouth. I just couldn't get enough of her and I loved it.

  “Your one magnificent woman, George” I moved forwards and allowed my tongue to invade her mouth. “Never leave me...” I hushed.

  “I'll never let go, Maxwell... I'll never let go!!” She laughed and I rolled my eyes.

  CHAPTER 3

  Georgina

  My stomach was churning and I couldn't stop shaking. Why was I feeling nervous? I was only being introduced to his baby. And the ex who hurt him and made him live years in pain!

  I shifted in my seat and looked down at my dress. I wasn't sure if my red boob tube was appropriate, but it was bloody boiling. Maxwell reached out and grabbed my hand. Could he feel my nerves?

  “Hey, it will be okay,” he said. “Olivia will love you!”

  I knew nothing about children. I hadn't even ever looked after one. Maybe it wasn't nerves, maybe I was scared. Georgina Dawson plays Step-Mother??

  My anxiety levels began to excel to high levels. I shook my head. I was over thinking everything. I didn't have to play Step-Mother, not yet anyway!

  What if this Debbie hated me? I began to panic. She might hate me and Maxwell will obviously pick his daughter over me. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I glanced over at his handsome face. I had never been this happy before. I could never risk losing him. I had finally met someone my Dad approved of.

  “I think we should go back and I should get changed!” I ordered.

  Maxwell's eyes darted at me and his lip began to twitch. “No!” He said sternly in his bossy voice. “We spoke about this and you look amazing.”

  I let out an irritating sigh. “I don't what to look like your dolly bird!”

  Maxwell tipped his head back and gave h
is laugh. “Dolly bird?” He looked back at me and gave that smile. My insides clenched and that pain began. “Do you think for one second anyone would class you as that?” I shrugged. “Miss Dawson, you’re intelligent, beautiful, sexy and a little frustrating at times....”

  “But....” I urged.

  He unfastened his seat belt and moved towards me. He could move so gracefully for such a manly man. His arm draped over my shoulder and I could feel his breath on my cheek. The goose bumps began to appear over my skin.

  How could he affect me this much?

  “Georgina,” I narrowed my eyes as he was using his bossy voice. I just wished sometimes he could separate the two Maxwell's. Even though his boss voice was very authorizing and filled my body with deep sexual wants. There were times when he made me feel as if I was a naughty school girl. This was one of those moments!

  His fingers traced my cheek. I now classed this as his signature move.

  “I hate the word, but! There are no buts” he rested his forehead against mine and gave out a little sigh. “I wish you saw exactly what I see every day. You are my dream come true and when you’re wearing this dress.” His hand moved up my dress and slowly he began to stroke the inside of my thigh.

  I felt all my muscles contract and blood flow. This man knew exactly what buttons to press. I grabbed hold of his hand to make him stop. I couldn't have sex with someone else close by.

  “Mr Thomas” I giggled. “Tame yourself.”

  His eyes widen with amazement. “Tame?” He began to play with the word and his delicious, mouth gave a little smirk. “Would you like to be tamed?”

  I shrugged. “Depends what you mean by tamed?”

  He sat back down in his seat and gave me a wink. He was coming up with a game! I loved his games and I loved him.

  I looked out the car window and noticed we had pulled into a little cul-de-sac. In fact it looked like something off TV. Little white fences rose bushes and breathtaking houses. Very vintage America.

  The car stopped... This was it. In a few moments he was going to introduce me to the real love of his life. I began to feel nervous again. What if Olivia did hate me?