Fake Fiancé: A Fake Marriage Romance (Fire & Ice Romance Series Book 7)

by Kylie Parker

  This beautiful lady that's walking around with me

  And then she asks me, do you feel all right?

  And I say, yes, I feel wonderful tonight

  I feel wonderful because I see

  The love light in your eyes

  And the wonder of it all

  Is that you just don't realize how much I love you

  It's time to go home now and I've got an aching head

  So I give her the car keys and she helps me to bed

  And then I tell her, as I turn out the light

  I say, my darling, you were wonderful tonight

  Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight

  The song was seconds away from being over, when Josephine tilted her face up. Tim couldn’t believe his eyes. She didn’t even give him time to angle his lips. Their mouths joined in a soft, gentle kiss. Her move had stunned him, but he would not let that opportunity go to waste. Sliding his hand up her side, he kissed her back. Her grip on his hand became tighter, as she squeezed his shoulder. Josephine arched up into him, sending sparks up and down his body. She laid a quick kiss on his chin and collapsed in his arms. Tim let go of her hand and wrapped his arm around her lower back, savoring the moment.

  “She’s alive,” he whispered, stroking her back.

  “Alive?” She purred, opening her eyes.

  “The girl in your notebook,” Tim laughed.

  “She’s been here the whole time,” Josephine whispered, slowly leaning back. “And she could dance with you for hours.”

  Her last sentence made his heart leap with joy. She was different; it appeared that she had followed his advice. Josephine was relaxed and, as he soon discovered, she meant every word. The two of them danced to more than ten songs that night. Despite Tim’s requests to get something to drink, she would not leave the dance floor or his warm embrace. She was enjoying every minute of this and so was he.

  More than an hour later, the two of them returned to their table. Josephine was no longer the closed book he thought she was. Incredibly enough, she elaborated on her research: she talked about it passionately and, even though Tim did not have a clue about anatomy, he admired her conviction and her drive. Indeed, she was so adamant that she would succeed in finding a cure for Alzheimer’s that he didn’t want to interrupt her. Of course, as soon as she had finished her little speech, his head was spinning, but he didn’t mind. He wasn’t so interested in her research, but the sound of her soft voice soothed him.

  Nonetheless, the change in Josephine’s attitude was not what excited him the most that night. Very soon, she wanted to know more about him. Tim was stunned by her request; it was the last thing he expected to hear from her. After all, they had agreed on going out just once. He obliged, and much to his amazement, he had Josephine’s full attention. She kept gazing right into his eyes as he narrated. Two of his stories were filled with suspense, as he told her all about the times where he almost got arrested. He preferred to leave the tale of his arrest out; it brought back sad memories and reminded him of the fact that he would be on parole for a while. As time went by, Tim was unable to shake the feeling that she had changed her mind about dating him. He didn’t dare ask; they were having a wonderful time and putting her in a difficult position could ruin their night. Furthermore, he would not discuss her bold move to kiss him on the dance floor. She had maintained that people in Manchester gossip a lot and yet, she hadn’t minded kissing him in public.

  “It was the heat of the moment,” he thought to himself, trying to make sense out of it. “Girls love compliments. Why would she be any different?”

  As they made their way out of the bar, he couldn’t deny it to himself that the moment he had been dreading was very close. Their date was over. As of tomorrow, they would be hundreds of miles apart. He stopped at the top landing of the small staircase, unwilling to force any words out of his throat. All of a sudden, he felt her warm hand on his hand.

  “The view from my back porch is intoxicating,” she whispered, raising every hair on his body. Tim abruptly turned his head to the right and looked down at her.

  “Your back porch?” he asked. She murmured her assent. “I’d love to go see it.” Tim confessed, as his heart once again leapt with joy.

  “Then, please, follow me. Again:” Josephine laughed. “Trust me, Tim. You’ve never seen anything like it.”

  Chapter 15

  Josephine’s house was at the end of her small neighborhood, on the edge of a small, oak tree forest. As soon as they arrived, she got out of her car and rushed towards her front door. For some reason that Tim could not understand, she was in a hurry. As he approached, his ears picked up the sound of heavy objects hitting the floor.

  Closing the front door behind him, he noticed an open door, at the end of a narrow hallway. The room in question led to her back porch. Josephine was standing under the doorframe of her porch screen, with her arms folded across her chest and a sweet smile on her face.

  “I heard noises,” Tim said. “What happened?”

  “Look down to the left,” she urged, as he entered the room. Numerous books were on the hardwood floor, piled on top of one another.

  “Holy cow,” he whistled at the mess.

  “Would you like to join me?” Josephine said in in a much sweeter voice. Stepping onto her porch, he discovered what she was talking about. Dozens of tiny lights lay before them. Tim had seen city lights before, but there was something quite different about them. They were smaller, dimmer and almost all of them were flickering, resembling one gigantic birthday cake. The snow covered trees, just a few yards to the left, only added to the beauty of the scenery.

  “You were right,” Tim whispered, sauntering towards her. “I’ve never seen anything like it. But here’s the thing: without you, it would just be another cold, winter landscape.”

  “You’re really sweet,” Josephine spoke in a trembling voice, as her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “This is my favorite view of the town. I’ve lived here more than two years and I’ve never shared it with anyone until now. It’s quite sad, if you think about it.”

  “If anyone told me that I’d be on your back porch tonight, I’d think they were crazy,” He said, keeping his tone calm and light. “Don’t ask ‘why’.”

  “Well…” she snorted. “I don’t think I have to.”

  A strong, northern wind tossed her hair about, as he lifted his arms. Tim cradled her face, tilting his head down to meet her lips. Nothing, not even the gusts of freezing air could deter him. He needed to feel her mouth on his, one more time. Josephine’s soft, warm kiss sent him to heaven, as she snaked her arms around his back. Tim could feel her hair whipping against his face. Her short sighs filled his ears as their kiss deepened. She tightened her grip on his back as he caressed her cheeks. Josephine laid a short kiss on his left cheek and put her head on his shoulder.

  “God…” she whispered. “This is so much better than my dream.”

  “Your dream?” he laughed.

  “Yes,” she purred. “I’ve had the same dream four times since I met you. It starts with an argument.” She sighed, gently leaning back. “I reprimand you in my lab for some stupid reason. You storm out: I run after you; I apologize. You forgive me: you’re really nice to me; you ask me out. I can’t say ‘no’. Believe it or not, you take me dancing. We dance, we talk for hours, we get…” She faltered, as he intensified his stare. “Ridiculously drunk and we end up in my place. But there’s a vast difference between my dream and reality.”

  “What’s that?”

  “I can’t feel anything in my dream.” Josephine’s answer put a smile on his face. “I’ve written all about it in my diary.”

  “Doc…” He started. “When we first met, I thought you were some snobby bitch, who wouldn’t even look at me, just because I hadn’t been through college. But you changed my mind, the night you came to my room. You felt a lot more…”

  “Human?” she finished his sentence.

  “Yeah,”
Tim said with a nod. “I didn’t mean to take advantage.”

  “You didn’t,” Josephine assured. “You know you didn’t.”

  “Perhaps I shouldn’t have come back.” He whispered, as stronger gusts of wind whipped her hair against her face.

  “I’m glad you did. We wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t,” she whispered reassuringly.

  “Kiss me…” she urged, her voice trembling as she gazed deep into his eyes. Her request made his heart pound faster. For a moment, Tim thought all of this was just a dream; yet, the cold wind and her long, sensual kiss felt very real. If this was the only night they would ever spend together again, he was going to make it a night to remember. He let go of her face. Fastening his arms around her back, he bent his knees slightly. In a swift move, he lifted her off her feet, as she ran her arms up his back.

  “How can I resist you…?” Josephine’s husky voice stirred his emotions into a state of frenzy. Tim turned his body around, holding her tightly in his arms. A few steps brought him closer to her bedroom. Upon entering, he removed his left hand from her and reached behind his back. Tim slid the porch door shut, as a wild idea crossed his mind: to pin her against the wall. However, something like that would turn him on too much; he didn’t know if he would be able to control himself. He wanted to worship every part of her body and he would not be able to in that position. Instead, he started towards her bedroom, to the left. She kicked off her shoes, as he eased her down onto her bed. His hands traveled down her back. Sitting back on his feet, he slid them across her waist, until they found the zipper of her pants. He pulled it down and unhooked the button, as Josephine grabbed the bottom of her blouse and pulled it up over her head. Hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her pants, he rolled his gaze up her body. The sight of her red bra made him bite his lower lip. Rolling her pants down her legs, he couldn’t help but marvel at them. They were long and shapely, filling his mind with dirty thoughts.

  “Mmm, look at those legs…” he groaned, as he rolled her pants off her feet. Tim tossed them on the floor, as Josephine reached behind her back. He reached forward and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panties, as she unhooked her bra. Slowly, he rolled them down her long, lush legs. Josephine got rid of her bra. Her panties landed on the floor. He scanned her naked body, from bottom to top, licking his lips like a hungry predator.

  “The things I’m going to do to you…” Tim said in his deep and raspy voice, as their gazes met.

  “I can’t wait…” she whimpered. Her sexy voice forced him to take action. Tim jumped up, as adrenaline rushed through his veins. One by one, articles of his clothing hit the floor. Within seconds, he was naked in front of her. He climbed onto the bed and lay on top of Josephine, maintaining eye contact with her. Closing her eyes, she circled her right arm around his neck and put her left arm on his back, as their mouths joined in a long, fervent kiss that made him shiver with anticipation. Feeling her nipples on his large, stiff pecs, he placed his hands on either side of her midsection. Sliding them down her body, he squeezed her hips, as she spread her legs. Her passionate sighs in his mouth were enough to give him a raging erection. His manhood was pressing against her stomach, as he cupped her upper outer thighs. Her bicep flexed around his neck. Their kiss deepened, as he stroked the supple flesh of her legs. Josephine ran her hand up his back. She stopped it at his right shoulder blade.

  “I want you.” He whispered in her mouth, feeling her long fingernails digging into his firm flesh. A lustful sigh escaped her, before she tilted her head back. Tim’s lips left her mouth. He planted a short kiss on her chin, as he caressed and stroked her thighs. She wrapped her legs around his waist, slipping her hand into his hair. Kissing his way down her neck, he slid his right hand up her upper outer thigh, desperate to fill his palm with the delectable flesh of her ass.

  “You’re driving me crazy,” Josephine whimpered, as he grabbed and held on to her butt cheek. Tim buried his face between her breasts, as she ran her fingers through his hair. His left hand traveled up her body. It caressed her stomach, but it did not stop there. Tim laid short, quick kisses all over her left breast, as his hand reached her right one. Cupping her breast, he closed his lips around her nipple, squeezing her ass at the same time. Massaging her breast, he pulled it into his mouth, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body, as a drop of precum leaked out of his cock head.

  “Oh, my God...” she moaned, biting her lower lip, as he flicked his tongue over her hard, swollen nipple. His precum moistened her stomach, as her grip around his waist grew tighter. The feel of her inner thighs on his skin sent waves of pleasure up and down his body. He was eager to touch her all over, but his worship of her breasts was not done by any means. Tim’s tongue ran circles around her nipple, before he trapped it between his teeth. The gentle bite forced her to squeeze her eyes shut and grab a fistful of his hair. He rolled her other nipple between his thumb and index finger, sliding his free hand up her body. Stopping it at her breast, he pressed her breasts together, before sticking his tongue out. Josephine’s moans were getting louder by the second. She loosened her grip on his shoulder blade and grazed her fingers along his back, as the tip of his tongue made contact with her nipple. This time, he didn’t kiss it; instead, he licked it in a circular motion a few times, before planting a long, fiery kiss on her nipple. Overwhelmed by the sensation, Josephine threw her head back, pressing her crotch against his groin. Tim used his right hand to pinch her other nipple. She squirmed under his sensual touch, gliding her fingers up and down his back. Once again, she had surrendered to him and he was loving every second of it.

  Opening his eyes, he leaned back and sat on his knees. He reached down and cradled her right ankle between his hands. Breathing heavily, she watched, as he raised her leg in the air. A sexy smile formed on her face, as he brought her foot closer to his mouth. Tim closed his eyes, angling his lips. They landed on her arch. Slowly sliding his hands up her calf, he kissed it, as she leaned against her shoulders. He stroked her smooth skin, trailing soft kisses along her calf.

  “You’re full of surprises,” Josephine said, her voice quivering as she licked her upper lip.

  “I’m only just getting started,” Tim muttered, gently biting her calf muscle, as his fingertips made their way towards the sensitive area of her inner thigh. She tilted her head back, whimpering with pleasure, feeling a tender kiss behind her knee. Tim’s hands caressed her outer and inner thigh. The tip of his middle finger reached the crook between her leg and her pussy, as he began to kiss his way down her inner thigh. Her stomach started shaking; his lips were getting closer and closer to her pussy. Within seconds, his nostrils were filled with the sweet scent of her juices. Tim put her leg back down onto the bed, struggling to resist the temptation of tasting them.

  Placing his hands on either hip, he rolled her over. Her playful gasp of surprise did not distract him. Tim shut his eyes and he leaned forward, once more sticking his hot, moist tongue out. The tip landed at the very base of her spine. Josephine tilted her head all the way back, as a loud, lustful moan escaped her. He felt her shiver against him, as he seductively ran his tongue up her spine. Every second or two, he closed his lips around her flesh. He wouldn’t stop, not even when his mouth reached her hairline. Tim lifted his right arm and gathered her hair in his hand, before planting a hot, sensual kiss on the back of her neck. Her smile served as his reward.

  “I love how patient you are…” Josephine whimpered, as he nipped his way down her back. Dying to worship the rest of her erogenous zones, he kept his mouth shut. Tim slid his hands down her sides. Grabbing her by the hips, he attempted to pull her body upwards. She took the hint; Josephine got up on all fours. His eyes snapped open, as he cupped her butt cheeks. Fixing his gaze on her nice formed, juicy ass, he noticed a thick drop of her juice, sliding down her pussy. He wasted no time at all. Tim leaned forward; her juices flooded his lips, as he greedily squeezed her butt cheeks.

  “Awwww!” She moaned, squeez
ing her eyes shut, banging her hand against the mattress, as he ran his dexterous tongue up and down her pussy. Her juices drenched his mouth. Their sweet taste sent him one step closer to heaven. But Josephine’s ass beckoned and he would not neglect it. His lips moved over her flesh. He pressed his mouth against her right butt cheek. Tim loved the sensation so much that he started planting short, fiery kisses all over ass, kneading it at the same time. Bringing his lips closer to her butt crack, he gently bit her flesh. Josephine removed her right hand from the bed and reached behind her back, as her loud moans bounced off the walls of her bedroom. She put her hand on the back of his head and pressed him onto her. Just like her, he could take a hint. In a split second, his mouth returned to her pussy. This time though, a simple kiss on her entrance was not enough for him. Running his tongue down her womanhood, he stopped it at her hard, swollen clit. He pulled it into his mouth, digging his short fingernails into the flesh of her ass.

  “That’s it!” Josephine screamed, as he flicked his tongue across her clit. By now, more of her juices were flowing down her labia. Tim’s cock was rock hard and the ample precum had reached his balls. She grabbed a fistful of his hair, sensually rocking her hips back and forth. Spreading her butt cheeks, he nipped at her clit. His tongue was coaxing her relentlessly towards orgasm. Willing to intensify her pleasure, Tim slid his right hand a little down, bringing his fingers very close to her entrance. Without much thought, he pushed his middle finger deep inside her.

  “Awwwww, please, don’t stop!” She moaned, even louder this time, biting her lower lip, soaking his finger with her juices. His penetration would be fast, straight from the start. Sensing his finger getting lost in her soaking wet pussy, he continued to lick her clit in a circular motion, savoring the taste of her juices in his mouth. Her legs began to quiver; he could feel the heat around his finger increasing. Josephine pulled his hair, as a powerful, aggressive orgasm took control of her body. Her muscles tensed in her legs, her hips and her ass. A loud groan escaped from her throat, and it became even louder as she moved her body in unison with the waves of her climax. Gasping for breath, she tumbled onto the bed. Swelling with pride, Tim smiled to himself, before she lazily rolled over onto her back. Josephine had a blissful smile on her face and her eyes sparkled, as she looked up at him.