by Rachel Hanna
“Wyatt, I want you,” she whispered in his ear. “Only you.”
He picked her up and tossed her on the bed like he was some kind of sexy Neanderthal. She laughed as she bounced about a foot off the bed. He stripped out of the rest of his clothes while she did the same. He reached up and pulled the clip out of her hair to let her red locks flow down across her chest. He’d never seen her with her hair down before, and it took his breath away.
Straddling on top of her, he kissed her ear, her neck and her collarbone, but this time he moved his mouth down to the valley between her breasts. She ran her fingers through his thick hair as she arched her chest to welcome him. His mouth found her right breast as he alternated rubbing her nipple with his thumb and then with his tongue. She felt like she was dancing on a livewire with powerful shocks running throughout her body.
His mouth moved down her body to her belly button, her lower abdomen, and then found the bundle of nerves between her thighs. Pushing her legs open further, his tongue began to tease her there, circling around her bud. She writhed beneath him as he held her hips in place. Arching her back, she experienced an explosion unlike anything she’d ever felt. In her mind, she thought “Connor who?” and giggled to herself.
“Are you laughing at me?” he asked, looking up as he slithered up between her legs.
“No. Just admiring your work,” she whispered as she pulled his mouth over hers. “Do you have protection?”
He reached into his nightstand and pulled out a condom. Moments later, he slipped it on and repositioned above her. Staring deep into her eyes, he entered her and rocked over her. She held onto his back and searched for his lips as his intensity quickened.
“Madison…” Just hearing him say her name brought her to the edge all over again. She felt his body tighten as she allowed herself to release all over again, and then they were a jumbled pile of heat and exhaustion tangled together in his bed.
“Wow,” she whispered.
“You can say that again,” he said with a smile as he laid on his side looking at her. He ran his fingers through her beautiful red hair which was splayed across her pillow as she stared at the ceiling.
“Your hair is stunning when you wear it down like this,” he said.
“You think so?”
“I know so. But now every time you wear it down, I will be thinking naughty thoughts,” he said with a laugh.
***
Madison and Wyatt were inseparable for the next week. They spent a lot of time at the house trying to get it ready for the December tenth opening. Madison was in rare form directing every minor detail that went on in the home. Wyatt was turned on by her take-charge attitude when it came to interior design. He’d never seen her as forceful and sure of herself as when she was designing.
They spent nights at his place enjoying each other in ways she could have never imagined. He had never felt anything like this before in his life, either. While Madison was busy preparing the house for the opening in a couple of nights, Wyatt was hard at work on something totally different.
“Hi, Wyatt. What are you doing here?” Brooks asked as he turned to see Wyatt standing at the entrance to his family’s dairy farm.
“I need your help for Madison,” he said with a smile.
“Is she okay?”
“Yes, but I owe her something, and I want to deliver. Can you get Samantha and meet me at my house in about an hour? We have some quick planning to do,” he said.
***
“Wyatt, I don’t understand. Where are we going? I thought we were going to rent a movie and snuggle up in bed tonight?” she whined as she nibbled at his neck.
“I told you. I am taking you out on a special date. Humor me, okay?” he said with a wicked grin. “Put on the dress that I’ve laid across my bed.”
“You bought me a dress?” she asked, shocked that he even knew her size.
She went into his bedroom and found the most beautiful emerald green evening gown and a pair of silver flats lying on his bed.
“Oh, and keep your hair down,” he said with a wink as he left the room.
When Madison came out of the bedroom, she looked like an angel. He could not believe her beauty with her red locks draped across her shoulders and her porcelain skin set against the vibrance of the emerald green dress.
“Hope the flats fit. I knew heels were still out of the question,” he said.
“They are perfect. You are perfect. Now tell me where we’re going!” she said poking him in the stomach.
“Nope. You will have to come with me to find out…” he said taking her hand and leading outside. Instead of his truck, she saw a black stretch limousine.
“What in the world?” she gasped with her mouth hanging open.
“Let’s go. Your chariot awaits,” he said as he waited for the chauffeur to open the door. Inside, he had champagne already chilled and ready to drink as they rode down the street. Moments later, they pulled in front of the Granger house.
“We’re going here? We were here all day,” she said trying to hide the disappointment in her voice.
“You promised you’d trust me,” he said pointing a finger at her.
“I do trust you. Whatever you have planned will be perfect because it came from your heart,” she said kissing the end of his nose.
The chauffeur opened the door, and they slid out. Wyatt tipped him, and he drove off.
“Lights!” Wyatt yelled, and suddenly a big bright sign illuminated the front of the house just over the porch. It said “The Madison” and had yellow roses weaved throughout the words. Again, Madison put her hand over her mouth.
“I hope you like it,” he said, worried that she could be angry at the name he chose. “I thought it sounded high class, like you.”
“I love it!” she said. “Thank you, Wyatt!” She grabbed him around the neck and kissed him passionately. He picked her up in the air and then put her back down.
“That’s not all. Come on,” he said as he pulled her up the stairs. When he opened the front door and hit the lights, Madison was stunned. Not only were all of the Christmas decorations in place and ready for her opening, but other decorations had been put up, too. Hanging from the upstairs balcony was a sign that said “Welcome To Madison’s Prom”. In the middle of the foyer was a big disco ball, and a DJ was set up in the sitting room. A bar was in place in the living room, and the whole downstairs was full of chairs and food.
Out of the sitting room came Samantha, her mother, Brooks, Jennifer and her husband and a whole host of other family and friends. Tears welled in Madison’s eyes as she realized the work that Wyatt had gone to just to give her back her prom that she’d missed because of the bullies.
“Madison, I know I cannot make up for what I did all those years ago as a stupid boy, but I wanted to give you a prom night to remember, even if it is ten years later,” he said looking down at her under the disco ball.
“This is better than any prom I could have had, Wyatt, because I get to spend it with you,” she said putting her finger against his chest.
The DJ started playing “The Way You Look Tonight” as they swayed in the middle of the foyer while friends and family oohed and ahhed at the romance of it all.
“Madison?” he whispered in her ear.
“Yes?”
“Is it okay if I tell you that I love you now?” he asked smiling down at her.
“As long as it’s okay if I tell you that I love you, too.”
The End
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Here Are More Books by Rachel Hanna:
Safe: http://www.amazon.com/Safe-Beginnings-Series-Romance-ebook/dp/B009OWG7C0
Second Chance: http://www.amazon.com/Second-Chance-Shannon-Beginnings-ebook/dp/B008SNXQ1G
Messages: http://www.amazon.com/Messages-Romantic-Suspense-Mysteries-ebook/dp/B0091Z6KH2
Love In The Falls: http://www.amazon.com/Love-The-Falls-Beginnings-ebook/dp/B009FMVNGE
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