Men In Control (Smith Brothers Complete Series)

by Brenda Ford

  “This is nice!” I exclaim. “I don’t think I have ever been treated like this before.”

  “Well, we’re starting again, aren’t we? And starting properly too. I want it to be right all round this time. I want you to see that things are going to be much better this time. It’ll be right, and I will start by taking you out on a date. I hope you do feel like a princess because that’s what I think you deserve.”

  He leans across from the driver’s seat and cups my cheeks in his hands before he kisses me. Butterflies flap like crazy in my stomach as he does. Already, I can picture where this night is headed, and I can’t wait for it.

  “Am I ever going to see this new place of yours then?” I ask with a cheeky smile.

  “Oh yes, I hope so. I have wanted your approval ever since I first moved in!”

  I highly doubt that’s the case since he was furious with me when he first moved, but there isn’t any point in dragging up the past now. Not when we’re starting afresh. I do feel that newness as well. As I dart my eyes towards Angelo, watching him drive us to our destination, I get those first date excitable nerves. As well as the familiarity of us being together before and knowing that our feelings are dead strong.

  I love him, I think gleefully. I love him and now we can actually be together.

  “So, where are we going before I get to see your house?” I lean back and gaze out of the window. “I’m excited.”

  “You’ll see,” Angelo replies with a real caginess to his tone. “It’s a surprise.”

  We drive for a while in silence, but it isn’t filled with any tension. It’s the kind of familiar, comfortable silence that comes with really knowing someone. This just proves to me yet again, that we are meant to be. We have always been meant to be and destiny has finally driven us together at last. Thank God. Fate might have taken its time, but it’s finally come around and done the right thing for us at last.

  “This isn’t a restaurant,” I declare, stating the obvious like a fool as Angelo pulls up in a parking lot.

  “I know it isn’t. This is my apartment. I cooked a dinner for you. I’m so keen for you to see it…”

  “Oh wow!” Now I’m really excited. There’s no telling which way this will go. “That is amazing.”

  My whole-body throbs as he lets me out of the car and he takes me in to his apartment building. It isn’t like my apartment, these are like large oversized penthouse suites. The sort of place that I could only dream to live in. It’s probably hard for Angelo to down size to somewhere so much smaller for him, but for me this is a palace.

  Even the elevator is luxurious. Angelo presses the button to open it and reveals a large space with carpeted walls and classical music playing at a wonderful volume that is pleasant to the ears. I step inside, feeling like I’m in a movie rather than real life. The pulsing inside of me intensifies as we’re locked away alone.

  “This is nice,” I say blandly as we rise up through the floors. “You must like it here.”

  “It’s far enough away from where I’ve lived before to give me some distance, but close enough to ensure that I can still get to work easily without having to face too much traffic… but that isn’t what you’re asking, is it?” he laughs. “I absolutely love it here. This is my dream home and I didn’t even know it. It’s mine and I am so happy.”

  “So, you don’t feel bad that you have moved away? You don’t wish you could be back home?”

  “Oh no. Not at all. I miss it in a way, but not in a way that drags me back. I want to be my own man.”

  At least something good has come from all of the mess. He’s progressed and grown from this. I can tell from the way that he has changed in to a more relaxed man with so much less stress to handle. He’s happier, better.

  “So, come on then, this is my place.” He takes me out of the elevator and towards his home. As he opens the door, I can’t stop myself from gasping loudly with shock and awe. “What do you think about it?”

  “I love it.” I step inside and twirl around laughing. “This place is amazing. And something smells delicious.”

  “That’s the dinner I have cooked for you. Come and see. It’s on the dining table.”

  I follow to see a candle lit dinner on the table with roses all around the room. Angelo presses something and music even softer than that in the elevator comes to life. My whole body lights up with joy, I’m so excited and happy to be here, I can’t believe it. I spin to look at Angelo before wrapping my arms tightly around him and holding him tightly to me. The love that I have always felt for this man consumes me and swallows me up.

  “I love you,” I whisper to him, no longer caring about hiding anything back. “I always have, Angelo.”

  He pulls back to grin at me. “I love you too, Rachel. And I am yours. All yours.”

  Now that I like the sound of!

  Chapter Thirty-Eight

  Angelo

  We eat between the candle light, the smell of the flowers heightening everything. This is exactly as romantic as I want it to be and I can tell from the look on Rachel’s face that she really appreciates every part of it. This is absolutely amazing, I can’t believe how happy I am, and how right Rachel was. It is better being together now that we don’t have any drama hanging over our heads. I can see that now. I think I might have to start listening to Rachel more often about things because she is clearly much cleverer than I am about these things.

  I’m over the moon that she likes my apartment as well because I can’t help but hope that one day she will live here too. With me. Deep down, that’s what I was thinking about when I picked this place, even if it was only subconsciously at the time. Now, it’s a dream that I will cling on to every single day until it becomes real.

  “So, the tour went well then!” I say with a smile. “I’m glad to hear it. You guys have always been incredible. It’s good that you’re finally getting noticed for it. Who knows, you might even end up massive.”

  “You think you’ll be able to handle it?” she asks me with a small smirk. “If I’m well known and away a lot?”

  “If I know that you belong to me and that it’s me you’re coming home to at the end of everything, I can handle anything. Just knowing that you’re mine will make anything okay. I won’t be jealous at all?”

  “At all?” She wiggles her eyebrows playfully at me. “Are you sure about that?”

  “Well… maybe a little bit. But trust me, after being through all of this and knowing what it’s like to lose you, I won’t let a bit of fame get in the way of us. I’m sure you feel the same way as well.”

  I’m relieved when she nods, because this really isn’t something that’s going to bother me. The rest of the world can have the parts of Rachel that the band needs her to give, but I will get the most important bits of her. I will get the real Rachel, the loving, caring, wonderful woman who means the world to me.

  “Yes, I feel the same way. As you know, Angelo, I have been in love with you forever. I will do anything that it takes to make it work. Me and you are worth more than anything. Now that we have made it.”

  Since we have both finished eating now, I move to her side of the table and take her hand. As her fingers slide between mine, electrical shoots of anticipation flood me. I feel pleasure absolutely everywhere. Her beautiful piercing eyes fix on mine and remain there as I take her through the rest of the rooms in the house.

  “You know, I have a balcony out there.” I nod my head towards the window. “You want to see it?”

  She nods so I lead her out to my hot tub underneath the stars. As soon as Rachel sees it, she lets out a squeal of excitement. I laugh as her hands clap to her mouth in shock.

  “You want to get in? I had it running just in case… because I thought that you might.”

  She kicks off her heels, unbuckles her belt, and she whips her dress up over her head. Her pure white angelic under wear shines in the moon light, making my pulse kick up about another ten notches. She really is stunning.

>   “You’re getting into the hot tub like that?” I chuckle. “In your underwear?”

  “Oh no!” She reaches behind her back and pings her bra off. “I’m getting in naked. I mean, that’s the beauty of having a private hot tub, isn’t it? So you can get into it all bare.”

  “Well… I have to admit that I haven’t done that myself, but I suppose there’s a first time for everything…”

  My words fall apart as she bends forwards and she slips her panties off. Her smooth round butt and her rock-hard nipples has me standing to attention for her. I don’t know if I can get naked to join her in the hot tub because it will be obvious how badly I want her. Since this is technically our first date, I don’t know if it will end that way… then again, when she slides in to the bubbly water and I spot a heavy lust behind her eyes, I know.

  Without taking my eyes off of hers, I peel my own clothing off, the cold night air whipping around me as I go. Her gaze slides down my body and fixes on my cock which makes her smirk with lust. My stomach flip flops, need shoots painfully through me, I can’t resist her for another second longer. I climb in to the water with her and immediately grab her and drag her towards me. Her body slides close with ease and my hands wrap around her soaking wet back so I can kiss her. Gently at first, then a little harder as the pleasure grips me tightly.

  “Oh God,” Rachel whispers as our lips move in unison. One of my hands grips her plait, which is soaking wet already, and I take the hair back off to pull it apart. I love her all dressed up ad beautiful, but I adore her all wild and care free as well. When she looks and behaves like the animal I know that she can be. “Angelo, fuck.”

  I pull her up on to my lap and stare up at her as she straddles me. Her ragged sharp breaths fall down on my face as I tease her entrance with my cock. The heat of the water and the bubbles surrounding us, plus all the time that we have been forced apart, acts like seriously intense foreplay, bringing us close to the edge already.

  My mouth is drawn to her nipple instantly, like there is a magnet there, and I take one in to my mouth. I tug and tease, sucking and licking her in to oblivion, which she grazes my tip with her soaking wet, tight pussy. I know how she feels; I love the sensation of plunging deep in to her, but the anticipation is intense as well.

  “You have no idea what you do to me,” I growl, my words vibrating all over her breast. “You drive me wild.”

  Her head tilts back and although she doesn’t reply, I can tell by the little mewing sounds flying passed her lips that she’s enjoying what I’m doing to her. Plus, her nails keep digging in to my neck every time it feels good.

  I trace my fingers delicately up and down her spine as I suck on her neck, marking her with my teeth. I like her having something to link her to me, a claim over this woman. I can’t stop myself from wanting the world to know that she’s mine. I want to move at the speed of light with this woman, but I need to be sensible. We moved too fast before and it caused us to implode. I don’t want to make that same mistake again.

  “I want you,” Rachel groans while arching her back, pushing me in to her just a little bit. Her core clamps tightly around me, utterly refusing to let me go, which bolts lighting down to my tip. “I want you so bad.”

  “Oh fuck.” I lean my head in to her shoulder, inhaling her wonderful scent. “Take me, Rachel. Have me.”

  She pushes her ass out and slips all the way down on to me, all the way to my base which causes me to fill her right up. She needs to stretch a little to take me in, which is fucking incredible for me. Having her body fit mine like a glove it utterly incredible for me. Instantly, I want so much more from her.

  Rachel, as always, doesn’t disappoint. I slide my hands over the slippery skin of her ass as she bounces up and down, riding me hard and fast, but I don’t need to do anything to control her movements. She feels fucking perfect to me. She seems to know exactly what I need without me even having to ask for it.

  “Fuck, Rachel, this is…” I gush, my own head lolling to the side in desire. “It’s too much.”

  I want to lose it right away, I need that sweet sense of satisfaction, but this night started out as all about Rachel and I want to make sure that it ends that way as well. I need to make sure this works out for her as well. So, I use all the strength that I have to lift her upright, pulling her off my cock and sitting her on the side of the hot tub. The cold air causes goose bumps to pop all over her skin, but it doesn’t matter because I don’t intend to allow her to remain cold for long. I tug her over the edge of the wall until I have just enough access to her, and then I lean in. Rachel’s hands clap on the wall to fix her in place as I lean in to taste her.

  At first, I stroke my tongue slowly and softly over her clit, just tickling and teasing her, but it becomes instantly obvious from the way that her body bucks violently that she will fall apart too rapidly for me to tease. So, I become a mad man, licking and sucking her clit wildly, pushing her over the edge too quickly. I taste every part of her, every so often giving her a break from the pressure by pushing my tongue inside of her as well. She seems to love that just as much though, which means it doesn’t take long before she’s screaming my name like a prayer.

  “Fuck, Angelo, oh my God, Angelo, fucking hell this feels too good…”

  She writhes desperately as the pleasure shatters through her, fighting through the hot bliss as it swallows her up whole. My tongue continues to swirl all over her as she attempts to push me off just before it gets too much for her… but she tugs me back just as hard as well because she likes it so damn much.

  “Get me back in that fucking water,” she groans through the post orgasmic bliss. “I want you inside me again.”

  I pull her on to my lap, thrusting in to her once more and crying out as I slip in to heaven. She keeps up the same pace that she was riding me with before and I yell out with joy. Rachel leans over me which allows her beautiful scent to infiltrate my nostrils, driving the pleasure through me even more.

  “Fuck!” I cry out as I explode like a fucking volcano. “Oh my God, Rachel.”

  I fill her up with all of me, clinging to her like she’s the only thing holding me to the planet right now. And she pretty much is, or she might as well be anyway. Nothing else matters but her. Her and me and the wonderful future that we’re going to share. From this point forwards, me and her are going to live the dream that we have always been destined to lead. There isn’t anything that can come between us now.

  “Wow, that was…” Rachel laughs and pulls back to look at me. “That was something else, wasn’t it? The best ever. In fact, this is the best night that I have ever had. From start to finish.”

  “Yeah?” That makes me so happy. That’s all I wanted. “Well good, because that’s a promise of what to come. Me and you forever.”

  Chapter Thirty-Nine

  Rachel

  Six Months Later…

  “Are you ready for this?” Alex asks while patting me on the back. “The first outing of your song.”

  “Oh don’t,” I groan as my eyes fall closed in agony. “I’m so scared. You have no idea.”

  “It’s a great song! You don’t need to worry. Me and Gary wouldn’t let you perform it if we thought that it was bad, would we? We don’t exactly want you to look foolish, do we? That affects us all. Plus, you know that the record label is considering it for a single to be released, so that should give you confidence.”

  “It should… but I don’t know if it does. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to feel anything but fear.”

  Alex pulls me in for a reassuring hug. I would like to feel so much better because of this, but I don’t. The audiences that we’re playing for now are so much bigger than they were even on our first tour organized by Gary, and although they are very supportive of us, I can’t stop fearing that changing because of me.

  “Just focus on Angelo,” Alex whispers to me. “He’s coming to watch you tonight, isn’t he? Just find him in the audience and fix your eyes on him the
entire time. That way, it won’t be so scary after all.”

  Alex knows that the song is about Angelo, he would be crazy not to know that much, but he’s right. The idea of singing it only to my boyfriend and the love of my life is better than all these other people. He loves me no matter what. He respects everything that I do and is proud of me through everything. Plus, he’s here with Sheri and Luke as well, so they will be the other eyes I catch along the way.

  It took a while for Sheri to warm to Angelo after everything that happened, but he worked hard and took a lot of time to show her that everything is real now and so much better. It’s surprising that they actually get along well these days. It’s a shock, but a good one because she’s become wild since planning her wedding. A real bridezilla, and he can take some of the craziness off of me. Especially since I’ve been away recently on tour. It must be hard for her to take even a night off for this gig, but I’m glad that she has.

  “Right, come on then.” I shake my head, trying to tremble off the nerves. “Let’s do this.”

  “You got this?” Even Gary is managing to be supportive. “You feeling good?”

  “No, but since I have you two on my side, I’m sure that it will be fine.”

  I’m still glad to have these two surrounding me through my career. It’s nice to have such support from my band mates. It helps me to want to keep going further. And if we all keep going the way that we are, Blood Red Masters will be massive. One of the biggest bands around. And my song might be a released single!

  Then, we all nod at one another one last time, before it’s time to run out on stage. I head to my drums, lapping up the cheering surrounding us, trying to make it replace the anxiety. Without much of a pause because the audience has been waiting for long enough, we leap in to one of our more popular well-known songs.