Silent Love(17)

Hands shoved into his suit pants, Sean watched Beth circle the front  lobby again. She looked edible dressed in a navy business suit with  matching kitten heels.

"I like it, but can you afford it?" she hesitantly asked.

"I'm going to talk to Derrick about it. Hopefully I can work it out," he  answered. Slowly he followed her around the lobby and down the hallway.  She was unaware she was being stalked.

"I think the first floor would be good," she said over her shoulder.         

     



 

He nodded. "I'd take two offices and combine them."

Opening the first door on the right, she stepped inside again. Alone in  the building, they'd toured every office twice. Sean managed to finagle  the keys from the realtor who was too busy to show the place.

Shutting the door behind them, Sean leaned against it and crossed his  arms over his chest. He watched the subtle sway of Beth's hourglass hips  as she strolled the parameter of the room. Her jacket cinched at the  waist, showing off her voluptuous curves. Already his body was hard and  practically begged to be inside her. How long had it been since he was  balls deep inside her? Hours? Way too long.

"I like it, Sean. If you can swing it, I think it will work," she said, her back facing him.

He pushed off the door and went after her with complete focus. As soon  as he was within arms length, he reached out and snagged her around the  waist, then yanked her into his body. She squealed in surprise. A quick  swipe of her hair to the side, he attacked her throat, sucking and  biting.

"Sean," she said breathless and melted into his firm hold.

With deft fingers, he opened her jacket, unbuttoned her pants and pulled  down her zipper in a single fluid motion. Linking her hands behind his  head, she pushed her breasts out further. Sean ground his body into her  ass so she could feel the condition she put him in. His hand slid into  her panties, to her soaked, silky folds. She wanted him as badly as he  wanted her.

Unable to wait, he fell to his knees, stripped her pants off her body  after sliding those sexy heels off her tiny feet. Again the black  painted toenails got to him. He considered that to be one of the sexiest  primping tasks she performed on her body.

Once her lower extremity was naked, he looked up at her while on his  knees. Her eyes were glassed over and hooded. Sliding his large hands up  her thin legs, he caressed every inch until he reached the apex of her  thighs. Leaning forward, he ran his nose through her wet folds, the  scent of her arousal engulfed him. A quick swipe of his tongue brought  her tiny nub to attention. Taking it between his lips, he sucked hard,  causing her to moan and sway. Her hands tangled in his hair for balance.

Sean fed off her like a starving man. Her juicy fluids coated his  throat. A growl boiled up from him, vibrating against her sensitive sex.  He slid a finger deep into her center, which caused her entire body to  spasm. He added a second finger and curled them, finding that spot they  both loved. This wasn't a slow fuck, he slid his fingers in and out of  her at a rapid pace while he continued to lap at her hot core. When he  put more force behind his pumping, she screamed as an orgasm ripped  through her.

He withdrew his fingers and shucked his clothing in lightning speed.  Beth was still coming down from her release, unable to get entirely  naked, so he stripped her bare. When unclothed, Sean spun her around,  pushed her against the wall, and pinned her hands above her head.  Willingly she spread her legs to take him into her. Lining himself up,  he pushed into her hard and fast. She yelled and groaned his name. There  was no controlling him. He lost his ever loving mind around her. Sean  pounded into her, the sounds of their naked bodies slapping together  echoed off the empty room walls. That sexy noise drove him higher and  faster. Releasing her hands, he grasped her hips and yanked her body  back to him with each thrust inward. He grunted with every pound. She  groaned with every push. This is what he wanted from her, this raw sex  that went along with making love. He wanted the thrill of knowing he  could take her body anywhere he pleased, and she would oblige him. Beth  gave him the best of both worlds. A minx and a lady. Funny that she was  petrifyingly shy, but when it came to seducing her, she complied  wherever he fucked her. An empty office building, the backseat of his  car, poolside at his house, every room in both their homes, in the back  row of the movie theater, and the park. God, he loved her.

Sean was close. His balls grew heavy, and his cock twitched inside of  her. He pounded the hell out of her, knowing how she loved it fierce.  About to reach around her body, he stopped when she screamed out another  release, her body sucking him in deeper and pulsing around his shaft.  His body jerked and violently emptied inside her. Groaning and pressing  against her, he made sure every last drop of his seed marked the inside  of her body. They had never used a condom since their first night  together, and he couldn't imagine not taking her bareback again.

Beth shuttered with tiny aftershocks. Sean pulled her upright against  his chest, and they collapsed onto the floor, still joined together. He  peppered her gorgeous face with butterfly kisses. She closed her eyes  and relished his touch, managing to make him feel a hundred feet tall  when she allowed him to cradle her.         

     



 

"I love you," she whispered, then opened her eyes to look into his.

"I love you," he said. It was on the tip of his tongue to ask her to  marry him, but he held it. He didn't have a ring, and this wasn't the  appropriate place. His Beth deserved better. Wined and dined, red roses,  the white horse and carriage, city lights, all that spectacle women  dreamed of from the time they were little girls. "I think I'll take the  building and this room will definitely be one of my offices." He grinned  and winked. "I'll be lucky not to embarrass myself with an erection  every time I step into the room."

She flushed her beautiful shade of red, sending his heart soaring.





13





Beth looked up at the house they stood in front of with awe. The place  was a mansion in the middle of a wealthy neighborhood. This was where  his cousin lived? The front door swung open, and a large man who looked  like he should be leading a motorcycle gang stood before them.

"Sean," the man said.

"Derk." Sean reached out his hand and the other man took it. "This is  Elizabeth Connors. She goes by Beth. Beth, this is Derk Forester," Sean  introduced them.

Derk's dark eyes scanned her appreciatively. "Hello, Beth."

Whatever inflection he used to greet her, Sean didn't like because he  stiffened. Apparently Derk didn't miss it because he outright laughed  and slapped Sean on the back. "Don't worry about me man. I'm in knots  over a cutie I can't decide what to do with."

"Can't decide? What the hell is there to decide?" Sean asked as they stepped into the home.

Derk shrugged. "She isn't a toy. Do I want that type of commitment?"

"Ah," Sean said. Beth watched his demeanor loosen.

"What is a toy?" she asked curiously.

Sean wrapped his arm around her and kissed her forehead. "Don't you worry about it."

She rolled her eyes. There were times he treated her like a child, which  irritated the hell out of her. Damn military alphas. Her father was the  same exact way.

Two young children bolted down the long hallway, gunning straight for  Sean who bent down and allowed them to tackle him to the floor. Derk  closed the door and stepped away from the mayhem.

Pure joy radiated from Sean, a sight she would envision for the rest of  her life. He took each kid under an arm and lifted them like a sack of  potatoes. The children laughed and squirmed in his grasp, and he laughed  along with them. Sean was a family guy. And he'd want children. She  felt her heart drop. There was no possible way she could be a mother  without her hearing. She refused to own a pet, let alone give birth to a  tiny human that needed constant attention. Reality smacked her upside  her head. She'd never make Sean truly happy unless she gave him babies.

Sean tilted his head to the side in question. Clearly he recognized  something was wrong. Shoving down her onset of distraught, she plastered  a smile. Though by his narrowing of his blue eyes that didn't fool him,  but he chose not to confront her. For now. More than likely he'd put it  on the back burner for later.

"These two hooligans are my second cousins, Caitlin and Daniel," Sean said. "You two nutballs, this is Beth."

"Hi Beth!" Caitlin waved under Sean's arm.

"Hi Beth!" Daniel mimicked.

"Let's go to the kitchen. In this house that's where everyone gathers, all the time," he said.

Spinning with the two kids, Sean strolled down the hall. Meekly Beth  followed. At the end of the hall, to the left, they entered an enormous  kitchen that was filled with people who were laughing and drinking,  glasses of wine and bottles of beer in hand.