Good girl. Play along, baby.
“Let’s talk about what I’d want to do right now if I could. I want to slowly lick every ounce of salty sweat off your body, starting with those beautiful tits. I’d clean you off with my tongue and fuck you hard until you come even harder with every drop of my cum inside of you where it belongs.”
She looked like she was squirming. “What else?” she asked as she backed away from me, which only made me walk toward her until my face was only inches from hers.
“Then, I’d fuck you all over again with my mouth. I’d love to try eating you out while you take my cock down your throat. I think you’d like that. I want to have you in every way; on top of me, under me and over my knee with my hand marks in pink on your beautiful pale ass. I can’t wait to fuck you again. When I say fuck, I really mean make love hard, because that’s all it could ever be with us, loving hard and fucking hard.”
“Oh God,” she muttered, closing her eyes.
Capitalizing on her weakness, I pressed my hungry mouth into hers and shamelessly took what I’d been starving to taste for two years. She opened for me as my tongue invaded her mouth, searching for hers. The moan she let out seemed to travel down my throat in a straight shot to my dick. She ran her fingers through my wet hair as I backed her into the wall, nearly knocking her lamp off of the bedside table. Still in nothing but a towel, I knew I needed to pull back but didn’t know how.
Finally, Aubrey pried herself away from me. “Please. Stop.”
In between panting breaths, I shouted, “Can’t you see how you react to me? Isn’t it obvious that we belong together?”
She walked to the opposite side of the room and started to pace. “Relationships aren’t all about sexual chemistry, Chance.”
“Bullshit. It’s extremely important. I don’t care how nice of a Dick he is, if he doesn’t know how to use his dick to please you, he won’t keep you happy forever. That’s beside the point anyway. You know damn well we have chemistry in every way. It’s far more than physical. In fact, the emotional connection between us is what scares you the most. So, what’s missing here? Trust? Because I’d give my left arm at this point to prove that you can trust me.”
She held her hands up and shook her head. “This is too much right now. I wasn’t expecting you to be here.”
“When won’t it be too much? Will it ever be the right time?” I yelled and immediately regretted having raised my voice.
Pixy let out a noise. Bugger was sitting in the corner watching this go down like a movie.
“You’re scaring him,” she said.
“If he hasn’t fainted, he’s fine.”
She headed for the bathroom, and I trailed behind her.
“Stop running from me as soon as you start to feel something.” I put my hands on her shoulders to stop her. “Look at me, Princess.”
She turned around, appearing as if she was about to cry. “What?”
Here it was. I knew it was now or never. I shut my eyes then opened them before taking a deep breath. “I love you, Aubrey. Can’t you see that? I am head over heels in fucking love with you. I love you more than anything in this entire world. When I look into your eyes, I don’t just see you, I see my children. Hell, I see an entire farm of children and deaf, dumb and blind goats. I see my entire future. Without you, I see nothing. Nothing. Even those two years locked up, memories of you were what gave me the strength to go on every day. I know you have to resolve things with him, and I don’t expect a confirmation right now with me standing here in this towel. I’ll wait. In the meantime, I’m here. You have me. The question is, do you want to keep me, or will you throw me away?”
When she opened her mouth, what came out was the last thing I ever expected. “Richard told me some time ago that the firm is dissolving and closing up shop by the end of the year. He was offered a position at a Boston patent law firm as a partner there. I just found this out yesterday. He wants to try to hire me. Either way, he asked me to go with him.”
Adrenaline rushed through me as my body was gearing up for a fight. I swallowed the massive lump in my throat. “When does he leave?”
A teardrop fell down her cheek. “Two weeks.”
Chapter Twenty-Six
I barely slept after the bomb Aubrey dropped last night. I knew I was starting to get to her, although she was still fighting it. Two weeks was not a lot of time to gain back her trust. But what choice did I have at this point?
Thirteen days. I picked up my cell phone and stared at the time. The damn minutes seemed to tick away faster than they ever had. In prison, waiting for a day to pass seemed like an eternity. Yet now, it felt like the hands on the clock were spinning at warp speed.