by E. L. Todd
Lover’s Road
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Copyright © 2014 by E. L. Todd
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ISBN-13: 978-1497369122
ISBN-10: 1497369126
Lover’s Road
Book Eleven of the Forever and Always Series
E. L. Todd
1
Mike
It was another day at the office. I had a meeting with the investors then I had to play catch-up on emails and phone calls. I loved my job and I loved the pay, but it became repetitive after a few months. I knew my brother felt the same way.
Cassandra went out the past few nights with her girlfriends. I wasn’t invited. Apparently, only girls were allowed. Whatever. But she came home late. I stayed awake until I knew she was home safe and sound, but we were both too tired to get it on.
But now I missed her.
Since Sean screwed his wife whenever he wanted, I decided to take advantage of the same opportunity.
I pulled out my phone and sent her a text. Come to my office.
A few minutes later, she responded. No.
No?
You heard me.
My baby had such an attitude. She never let me boss her around. But I loved that about her. She was headstrong and ruthless. She put me in my place more times than I could count. But it was so fucking hot. I hated weak girls that were always damsels in distress. My girl was a tough bitch. Come on. I just want to talk to you.
Don’t feed me that crap. I know what you really want.
I smiled. Come on, baby. I’ll make it worth your while.
You always make it worth my while.
Yep. You got that right. Now get your ass up here.
Mike, I’m working.
Whatever. The company will survive your absence.
But it won’t survive yours. Even through her written messages, I could hear her attitude.
Get your ass up here or I’ll come down there.
No. I’m not getting paid to pleasure the boss.
I shook my head. Ha. That’s what you think.
She didn’t respond. The light on my phone disappeared because it wasn’t being used.
I messaged her again. Come on. You know you want to…
Mike, get to work.
Fine. I’m coming down there and fucking you on your desk. If you don’t want to be embarrassed, I suggest you get that sweet piece of ass up here.
Ooh…sexual harassment. That’s hot. The sarcasm was heavy.
Grr…
Clearly, I’m not going to get any work done so I’ll be there in a few.
My cock sprang to life. Good girl.
Fuck you.
I laughed. I will when you get here. I turned off my phone and waited for her. She was wearing a tight pencil skirt and blouse that clung tightly to her beautiful tits. I was excited to see her.
She finally walked into my office, a look of annoyance on her face. “Unlike you, if I’m a shitty worker I can get fired.”
“Not when I’m your boss.” I winked.
“I want my coworkers to like me, not resent me for being the office whore.”
“Well, in their defense, you are a whore.”
She glared at me.
“But in a good way,” I added.
She sauntered to my desk, her hips swinging.
I loved her body. Her lean muscles and toned curves were sexy as hell. No other woman brought me to my knees like she did. My cock screamed in happiness every time I was inside her.
“Let’s get this over with,” she said with a sigh.
“Stop playing hard to get. You wouldn’t be here if you really didn’t want to get fucked.”
She shrugged. “Maybe.” The playful expression was in her eyes. “You gonna put your money where your mouth is?”
“You bet your ass.” I stood up then came around the desk. When she was pressed against my body, the need flushed through me. When I looked at her hypnotic blue eyes, I fell deeper into her. I couldn’t believe this gorgeous woman was mine. Every time I came home, she was there, waiting for me. She was mine. And she would be mine forever.
Her hands pushed my jacket off then unbuttoned my shirt. I leaned in to kiss her lips but she turned her head away, a slight smile on her lips. She was still being playful. “You don’t kiss when you fuck.”
I growled quietly. “But I love kissing you.”
She pushed my shirt off then kissed my chest, her fingers moving across my abs. I knew she loved my body. When her tongue moved through the grooves and valleys of my physique, I knew it made her wet. She didn’t need to say it.
I grabbed her skirt and lifted it up, my hands gripping her ass. She was wearing a thong that barely covered anything. I felt my tip leak just thinking about being inside her.
She unbuckled my belt then pulled off my slacks and briefs, leaving my shoes on. My long and hard cock popped out, the entire ten inches in her face. Every time she looked at it, she took a deep breath, her tongue moving across her lips slowly.
I knew she loved him.
I grasped her hips then placed her on the edge of my desk, her skirt pulled over her stomach. My hands grasped her thong and pulled it off. When I saw her bare pussy, my cock twitched. I pulled her over the edge then rubbed my thick head against her clitoris, moaning quietly.
She closed her legs. “Lock the door.”
I was too sex-crazed to think straight. I grabbed her knees and turned them out, leaving my target out in the open.
“Mike,” she pressed.
“No one is going to come in, baby.” I was so close to being inside her, and I wasn’t stepping away now.
She closed her legs. “Then you aren’t getting anything from me.”
I sighed then locked it, still wearing my shoes. “Happy?”
She opened her legs wide for me, that mischievous grin on her face. “I know you will be in just a second.”
My cock twitched at her words. I came back to her then placed my hand on her lower back. I pulled her close to me, her legs wide open. Then I slipped inside, slowly moving further back.
“You feel so…fucking good.” I caught my breath for a second as I became accustomed to her warm and tight wetness.
She gripped my shoulder then leaned her head back. “Hmm…”
I loved the sex sounds she made. They only made me hotter for her. I rocked into her, my ass clenching with every thrust. My enlarged head slid through her repeatedly, feeling the tightness at the entrance.
“I could fuck you all day.”
She gripped my ass and pulled me into her harder. Her mouth was open, forming an O, and she moaned quietly. Whenever I looked at the pleasure on her face, I wanted to come. She was so sexy, it hurt.
She whimpered in ecstasy as she tightened around my cock. I knew she breached her sensual orgasm. And I know I caused it.
“Aren’t you glad you came up here?”
She pulled me into her harder, moaning louder as the delectable sensation rocked through her. I loved pleasing her. It made sex that much more enjoyable. Her nails dug into my ass. “Mike…”
I loved it when she said my name. It was egotistical but I didn’t give a shit. She crumbled before me and I loved every second of it. When she was done, her nails stopped scratching into my skin. The redness in her cheeks started to fade.
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It was my turn.
I gripped her hips and pounded into her, setting off my trigger. My cock twitched once more as the sensation swept through me. I shook as I came deep inside her, my skin in direct contact with hers.
I enjoyed making love to Cassandra because I was head-over-heels madly in love, but I loved fucking her too. But in either case, my heart was in it. I was the servant and she was my queen. I’d do anything and everything for her. I was wound tight around her finger. We both knew it. There was no point in denying it.
When I finished, I pulled out of her and cleaned up.
She remained on the desk, recovering from her high.
I pulled my clothes on. “Now you can get back to work.”
She raised an eyebrow. “So you fuck me then kick me out?”
“Yep.” I winked at her.
“I’ll do the same to you.”
I chuckled. “Is that supposed to be a punishment?”
The playfulness entered her eyes but she didn’t speak. She bent down to pick up her panties but I snatched them then stuffed them into my pocket.
“What are you doing?” she asked as she pulled down her skirt.
“Keeping these for later.”
“And what does that mean?”
I shrugged. “That’s something only my hand and my dick need to know about.”
“You’re disgusting,” she said as she rolled her eyes.
I pulled her to my chest and gave her a hard kiss. “But you like it.”
“Maybe,” she said with a shrug.
“Just admit it. You’re a nasty whore for me.”
“Only you.” She gave me a gentle kiss.
That made my toes curl. She was so free but sexy at the same time. She could immediately make me melt to a puddle on the floor. A deep moan emerged from my throat.
“I’ll see you later,” she said as she headed to the door.
“Wait.”
She sighed as she turned around. “I actually work for a living.”
“Have dinner with me tonight.”
“I’m hanging with the girls.”
“Bring me along. I’ve never met them.”
She smiled. “You aren’t ready to meet the girls.”
That hurt. We’d been dating for months and now we were living together. Why wouldn’t she introduce me? “Well, I’d love to meet them whenever you’re ready.”
She picked up on the sadness in my voice. “When we go out, we get drunk and we get loud. I don’t think it’s your scene.”
“What did you think I did every Friday night before I met you?”
Her eyes softened. “I just—”
“It’s fine,” I said quickly. I moved to the seat behind my desk. “I’ll see you later.” I stared at my computer like I was reading an important document. In actuality, it was a picture of she and I at the park. Cassandra leaned into my shoulder and gave a breathtaking smile. She outshined me in the looks department.
She came back to my desk and leaned over it. “Come tonight.”
“I’m good,” I snapped. “I don’t want an invite out of pity.”
“It’s not out of pity,” she said aggressively. “If I didn’t want you there, I wouldn’t ask. I just didn’t think it was the best context for your first meeting.”
“Whatever.”
“Don’t ‘whatever’ me,” she barked. “Now you have to come.”
“You’ve met everyone in my life. I haven’t met your parents or any of your friends. Are you embarrassed of me?”
“God, no.”
“Then what’s the deal?” I finally looked at her.
“For one, my best friend is Zander’s sister.”
I hated hearing his name. Fucking hated it.
“And that’s obviously a conflict of interest.”
“In other words, they have no idea you’re seeing someone.” The bitterness was in my voice.
“No. I made it very clear I’ve moved on and I’m happy. But that’s still awkward. Secondly, of all my friends, I’m the ugliest one.”
I laughed. I couldn’t help it. “I sincerely doubt that.”
“Most of them are models for Vogue. I’m not kidding.”
I raised an eyebrow. “So, you think I’m going to be more attracted to your anorexic, no tits, I only drink water for dinner, girlfriends than you?” I shook my head. “You’re fucking crazy. You’re absolutely perfect. No one comes close.”
Her eyes softened but she didn’t speak.
“I used to check out girls all the time but now I don’t even notice them. You’re always on my mind, and when one of the guys points out a hot girl, I always compare her to you and see how far they fall short. If you think I’m going to flirt or try to get with your friends, you’re sadly mistaken. When I told you I loved you, I meant it. I’m not a cheater.”
“I wasn’t accusing you of being one.”
“Just because your ex cheated on you doesn’t mean I will. That guy was a fucking idiot.”
She crossed her arms over her chest then looked at the picture on my desk. It was she and I at Scarlet’s house. “He cheated on me with my best friend. I guess I’ve been a little paranoid ever since.”
“Oh.” Now it made sense. “Well, you don’t have to worry about anything with me. My heart and cock are yours exclusively.”
She nodded. “I know.”
“So, am I still invited?”
“Of course.”
“Good,” I said. “I want to get you wasted then take you back to my place.”
She rolled her eyes then walked back to the door. “You can be so sweet but then it disappears instantly.”
“Now you have to wait for it to come back.” I winked at her. “It keeps you on your toes.”
“You always keep me on my toes.” She gave me a dazzling smile then shut the door.
Veronica drank half her glass of wine then sipped water for the rest of the night. Appetizers were on the table but she didn’t touch them. She was thin and frail, a light line of muscle under her skin.
Not my type.
Cassandra had curves, tits, and muscles. She was fucking hot. There was no comparison. Maybe I was just under a spell, or maybe I was just stupid in love, but I certainly didn’t find any of these Milan models attractive.
Not a bit.
Lana was outgoing and talkative, chatting away about her charity work through the magazine. Cassandra laughed with them. I could tell they’d been friends for a long time. My arm was around the back of her chair and I leaned in and gave her gentle kisses on the neck. She didn’t like it when I was overly affectionate in public, but I didn’t care. I wasn’t going to stop just because her friends were around.
I nibbled on her neck then moved my lips to her ear, whispering something dirty, like usual.
“You must have really hot sex,” Veronica blurted.
“God, I’m jealous,” Lana added.
Cassandra turned beet red. She didn’t embarrass easily. In fact, she usually acted like a smartass and had a surly response. But she kept her mouth shut.
I smirked then moved my lips to hers. “Do we, baby?”
Cassandra continued to stay red in the face. “I don’t have any complaints…”
“I thought so,” I whispered.
“No wonder you moved in with him so fast,” Veronica said. “I haven’t gotten anything good in months. Guys just want to get off then take off.”
I knew that too well.
“Mike always delivers,” Cassandra said.
Pride radiated through me. “You’re easy to please.”
“Please tell me you have a brother,” Veronica said. “You’re really hot.”
Now it was my turn to blush.
“Veronica!” Cassandra said.
“What?” She shrugged her shoulders. “I’m not trying to steal him away. I’m just pointing it out.”
I liked Veronica. She was verbal and honest. Most women weren’t. I gave Cassandra a kiss on the cheek
so she knew I was still hers exclusively, until the end of time. “I do have a brother.”
“Yes!” Veronica clapped her hands. “I want to meet this fellow.”
“He’s married,” I blurted.
She rolled her eyes. “Of course he is. All the good ones are.”
I moved my hand to Cassandra’s thigh and squeezed.
“Is he happily married…?” Lana asked.
That got under my skin. “Extremely.”
They both backed off.
“Where the hell is Zeal?” Veronica asked. “I know she’s always late, but an hour?”
Lana rolled her eyes. “She probably had to make sure her tits looked just right.”
This was the woman I wasn’t looking forward to meeting. She was Zander’s sister, and anything related to that guy was still an enemy as far as I was concerned. I wondered if she knew what her brother did to Cassandra. It seemed like something she should know. In either case, I wasn’t looking forward to this. It astounded me that Cassandra was still close with her. Wasn’t that awkward?
Cassandra was wearing a tight black dress. It was backless so I could feel her bare skin when I placed my hand on her waist. The front showed her plunging cleavage. Every time I stared at it, I popped a boner. Cassandra caught me a few times but I was never discreet about it. I was a perfect gentleman when we dated for months. I didn’t even kiss her. But now she was mine and we were living together. I was a huge fucking perv and I wasn’t going to hide it. Because Cassandra was so hot I had to bite my tongue most of the time.
“She’s here,” Cassandra said.
“About time,” Veronica said.
Zeal came to the table, a baby blue dress fitting her thin body like tape. A silver clutch was under her arm and her brown hair was sprawled across her shoulders. When I looked at her, I recognized her. Those cheekbones were familiar, those lips were unforgettable….
Fuck.
Zeal embraced her girls then turned to Cassandra. “You finally brought the man you won’t shut up about.”
Cassandra leaned into me, smiling. “Zeal, this is Mike.”
She looked at me, and as soon as she did, the recognition flashed in her eyes. There was no doubt she recognized me.
