CHAPTER 44
Max
But she didn’t know how wrong she was about that last part. There would be feelings, from me anyway.
“If this is what you really want, Ash?”
She nodded. “This is what I want. Is it what you want?”
“I want this more than anything I’ve wanted in a very, very long time,” I said, and walked straight up to her. I took her by the hand and started walking her off the veranda.
“Where are we going?” she asked.
“Why, you want to go somewhere specific?” I asked, and stopped walking.
She shook her head. “I mean, I just thought we would probably do it right here, like over the chair or something. Last time was in a broom closet. Get it over with quickly.”
I laid my hands on either side of her face. “Trust me, what I have planned for us does not take place with you bent over a chair or in a broom closet. And it willnotbe quick.”
She swallowed hard and I knew I had her.
“Then where?” Her voice caught in her throat.
I pulled her face towards me and planted a kiss on her lips. The kind of kiss I’d wanted to plant on her lips since I’d seen her for the first time. Soft, gentle, loving. She quickly reciprocated, putting her hands on my face and pulling me closer like we used to do all those years ago because we loved each other more than two people could ever love each other. And right now, in this moment, I felt that love again. I wondered if she felt it too. I pulled away from the kiss and locked eyes with her.
“I’m taking you to my bed,” I whispered against her lips, reluctant to pull away from them because they felt so good against mine. But I did, and took her by the hand again and walked her inside. Across the lounge area and then straight into my bedroom. I closed the door behind us and then locked it. I looked at her, and suddenly she looked nervous, as if second-guessing her decision. Her eyes were fixed on the lock on the door, so I reached out and unlocked it.
“You can leave any time you want. You can leave right now if you’ve changed your mind.” I pulled the door wide open for her and she stared at it.
“No.” She shook her head. “I haven’t changed my mind.” She walked up to me, put her hand over mine and closed the door again, and then I heard the lock turn.
“You can if you want,” I said, pushing strands of hair behind her ear, relishing the feel of this simple touch.
“I know I can.” She smiled and then untied her gown and let it fall open. She wasn’t wearing the red underwear this time, just a simple sports bra and plain cotton panties, but she might as well have been wearing sexy, lace lingerie. Because she was fucking gorgeous. She walked over to my bed and sat down. My cock was so hard right now and there was just no hiding it. It pushed against my shorts, demanding to be let out.
“But you have to say the words too.” I walked over to the bed and stood in front of her.
In response, she slowly opened her legs for me while holding my gaze. “I want you to fuck me, Max.”
I didn’t need any more than that. I reached up, pulled my T-shirt over my head, and dropped it to the floor. I undid the button on my shorts, then the zipper, letting them fall too. I stuck my hand into my underwear, gripping my cock. Her eyes followed me there and I teased her for a moment, rubbing my cock up and down just out of her sight.
“You want me to take these off?” I asked.
She nodded immediately and I obliged, dropping them to the floor and kicking them across the room.
My hand found her bra strap and my other hand pulled her panties down as fast as I could. I wanted her totally naked, as naked as I’d seen her earlier tonight and as naked as she had been that night when I had fucked it all up all those years ago. But I wasn’t going to mess this up. I was going to give her the best night of her life. If nothing further was going to happen with us, then I would give her something to remember me by forever.
“You don’t need to ask me twice, baby.”
“You used to call me that.” She pulled away. “In fact, you called me that the other night too.”
“Habit, I guess,” I said quickly, trying to hide the fact that calling her that felt like the truest thing that had come out of my mouth in thirteen years.
“It better be—no feelings, remember?”
I pushed her onto the bed and climbed straight on top of her, pushing my hard cock into her stomach. “That’s enough talking, Ash. No more talking, only moaning and screaming.”
She suddenly laughed and I sat up on my haunches and looked down at her.
