by Carr, Kam
Dedicated to my wonderful Nan.
Thank you X
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along
CHAPTER ONE
“Good morning, Maxwell Thomas's office” I answered. “Georgina Dawson speaking.” I sat back in HIS chair. My feet were killing me today I hadn't stopped. Maxwell was away for a few days. He had headed off to LA to sort out the new contract. I was in charge. I gazed over at his screen saver. Every time I saw it a massive smile filled my face. It had now been changed from me wearing that dress to me and Maxwell. A collection of pictures he had taken while we were in Spain. Both of us laid on a beach, Maxwell in his shorts and top half naked. His big blues eyes full of happiness and that mouth!! I gave sigh I was missing him like mad.
“Miss Dawson... What are you doing in my office?” Asked the sexy seductive voice on the other end. My heart began to beat fast. Just those two words made me convulse... Miss Dawson.
“I'm playing boss” I giggled. I began to play with my necklace. My beautiful heart pendent necklace. The birthday gift my hunky boyfriend had given me. I smiled contently... Finally he was my boyfriend and my Father actually approved.
He began to laugh. “Looks like I will be here for a few more days...” My heart sank, he had already been gone three days as it was. I couldn't bare to be away from him any longer.
“Sooo...” He began, using that low growling voice. “Would you like to join me?”
My eyes widen... Was he being serious?? “Maxwell!” I bellowed.
“Miss Dawson!” He bellowed back.
“What about things here?”
“Jan can deal with everything. I really need you here. I'm craving you.” I could tell he was giving that smile. I closed my eyes, I was craving him too. We hadn't spent this much time apart since Spain. I had to be with him every night either at his or Amy's.
I had moved in permanently with Amy now. Even though Maxwell wanted me to move in with him. After just breaking up with Blake I didn't fancy jumping into another committed relationship and Maxwell seemed to understand. As it was we practically spent all day and night together.
Maxwell insisted I came back to work for him. Which I snapped up straight away. I loved working here and it was nice seeing everyone again. Now my dreamy rich boyfriend was asking me to join him in LA. Not that money meant anything to me.
“Of course I will join you.”
“Good...” He was using his boss voice. That longing dark wanton feeling ran over my body. Even after three days I was beginning to feel a little frustrated. I was craving his taste, touch and smell. I wanted his magically mouth over my body kissing, licking and sucking. I opened my eyes quickly, just the thought of him could make me come.
“I'll call you when everything is arranged... I'll be waiting for you, Miss Dawson.”
“Waiting or wanting?” I giggled, I was feeling very turned on.
“Both... Love you” he giggled back.
“Love you too” I cried.
He gave out a heart breaking hiss of breath. “What have you done to me, Miss Dawson? I'm getting hard just listening to your voice. I need to be inside you.”
“Mr Thomas, remember the golden rule!” I blushed. Even though that was fucked now literally. My first day back as his PA we had sex on his desk. Wow, just the thought got me wet.
“Hurry up and book my flight” I began my sexy voice. “Because all I can think about is placing you in my mouth.”
“Ahhh” I could tell he was gritting his teeth. “I am on it now! Call you later baby.”
“Indeed you will” I laughed placing the phone down.
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I sat back in his chair and placed my hands above my head just like he did. I felt so happy and contented. I had a nice home, a wonderful job and I had my Mr Golden Rule. Everything was perfect.
That night when I got in, I headed straight to my room. Amy lived on the Cowley Road in a flat. I loved being here, it reminded me of college. On the odd occasion Maxwell would stay at his and me and Amy would have girly nights. Drink wine, watch DVD's and talk about old times.
The only thing I hated was I had to clean and cook for myself. They were the only moments I actually missed Blake.
I slumped down on my bed and the thought of Blake filled my head. Every now and again I would think and wonder what he was up to. According to Amy, his Mum had made a full recovery. After his Dad found out what happened he ordered her to leave and filed for divorce. No one had heard anything about Blake and no one knew where he was. I still felt a little guilty, at the end of the day I had to go with my heart.
“Hey... Lover boy called” Amy burst in and threw a piece of paper at me. “Here's all the details and he said bring the red dress.” I blushed, him and that red dress!! Amy laid down next to me and gave a groan. “Really not fair!”
I looked over at her and laughed. She was such a drama queen. “What isn't?”
“Here's you going off to LA to have lots of sex. I will be sat in shitty old Oxford without even a man.” She looked over and gave a wicked grin. “Your a bitch!”
I rubbed her shoulder. “What happened to that new client you had?... I thought he was interested in you?” Amy had hired some bloke called Riley. I watched Amy's eyes go dreamy and roll back into her head. She had it bad for him.
She rolled her head side to side and gave out an agonizing shriek. “Do not get me started on him. He is sex on fucking legs. He is dark and deadly. I want to fuck him so bad, but I can't I am his boss.. “
I burst out laughing. “Wonder what its like to be in that position?”
“Don't gloat. It is such a shame because he looks like Matt Bomer and loves fucking women!” She snapped. “I might call him....” She ran her hands through her hair. “At the end of the day its just sex...” She looked over at me and smiled. “I hate you!” With that she got up and left the room.
I looked at the piece of paper and smiled. I suppose many women hated me at the moment. Maxwell was a very handsome man and he only had eyes for me. I had to start packing for my dirty trip away!!
* * *
After a 12 hour flight I could finally get off this plane. I grabbed my suitcase and walked through to immigration. I couldn't wait to see if Maxwell was waiting for me in arrival. I handed over my passport and they gave it a quick stamp. I almost ran out into the waiting area. I scanned the room and my heart sank. Men and women hugging, children looking excited but no Maxwell.
I made my way to the entrance at least I had the name of the hotel. I could grab a taxi and see if he was there. I made my way outside in the sunshine of LA.
“Georgina!” I heard a voice, I looked to my left and Maxwell was walking towards me. I beamed at the sight of him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up. I placed my lips on his and kissed with intense need . It felt good. I let my fingers tug softly at his red hair. I had missed every itch of this man.
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He placed me back on the ground and pressed his forehead on mine. “I'm sorry baby, I wanted to be here for when you got off the plane but something came up.” He grabbed hold of my hand and led me to a car.
A man dressed in a suit was waiting for us. I narrowed my eyes. I thought Maxwell had co
me alone. Plus, I had never seen or heard about this bloke before.
“Jay, this is my girlfriend Georgina” Maxwell said, placing his arm around me. “Georgina, this is Jay our driver.” My eyes shot up at him..
Driver?
I thought he wasn't a flashy bastard. He must of read my mind and he tilted his head. “This was arranged without my knowing.”
Jay took my suitcase off me and placed it in the boot. Maxwell opened the door to the black fancy car and I slipped into the far side. Maxwell followed and Jay took the driver's seat.
Maxwell grabbed hold of my hand and brought it up to his lips. “I have missed you. I have been counting down the hours till your arrival.”
My stomach flipped, I swept over to his side and crawled on to his lap. My hands made their way to the back of his neck and I rested my head on his chest. I was in heaven, just being close to the man I loved made me feel giddy. I took in his scent. Intoxicating as ever!! I closed my eyes and just enjoyed being reunited with my Mr Golden Rule.
“I take it you missed me too” he was smirking.
“Of course” I smirked back. He tightened his hold of me. “What was this something that came up?”
“I went to see Olivia” he tucked my hair behind my ears. “I was hoping maybe during your stay you could meet her.”
I gave a massive smile. Did he think I was special enough to be introduce to his daughter?? Wow... He really was serious about me.
“Although it would mean introducing you to Debbie” he sounded worried. I leaned back to take in his handsome face. His eyes had narrowed and he was blinking rapidly.
“I'm a big girl, Maxwell. I think I can handle her....”
“I didn't mean that” he smiled shaking his head.
Then exactly what did he mean?
Was Debbie meant to intermediate me? Or was she such a cold bitch I should worry.
I gave a little chuckle. I withstood the witch and she was pure evil. From now on I had decided no one was going to get to me again. If they didn't like me that was their problem. I had everything I wanted. In fact I was in his lap.
“Oh, Mr Golden Rule” I trailed my finger along his lip and moved closer. “No one scares me.” Our eyes locked- blue on blue. His finger began to trace my heart pendant and his mouth turned up into a crooked smile. I loved that smile.. It meant he was thinking indiscreet thoughts.
“We will think about that tomorrow” he was biting down on his bottom lip. Was he now impersonating me like I did him? “Right now... I want get you back to the hotel and fuck you senseless. What do you think?”
I felt my eyes widen and beam with delight. That hot low aching feeling filled my body. I could feel his erection against my leg.
“Oh so ready, Mr Thomas” I winked.
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CHAPTER 2
I laid patiently on the bed. Georgina was running around checking out the hotel suite. We were staying at the Beverley Hills hotel. She raced out of the bathroom. She looked like a child at Disney Land. I loved how everything impressed her. I placed my hands behind my head and just took in her beauty.
“Oh my god!! Have you seen the size of that bath?” Her voice was full of excitement. She slowly made her way over to the bed and laid down next to me. Her head rested on my chest and my fingers began to twirl in her hair.
“I was thinking on the plane and it occurred to me I don't know when your birthday is?”
I gave a little chuckle. I loved how she would randomly come out with stuff. I turned to face her and rested my head in my hand.
“How does your mind work?”
“Mr Thomas, what's with the laughing? I know your old!”
My hand grasped her face and I looked deep into those luscious blue eyes. I had never had a serious relationship with someone younger than me before. Actually, this was only my second serious relationship. Debbie was my age. I leaned froward to kiss her beautiful lips.
“No!” She laughed as she backed away. “When is your birthday?”
“September 12th!!” I finally confessed. A massive smiled appeared on his lips and finally I was allowed to kiss her. How I had missed her in the last three days..Everything about this woman brought me to life. She was my sweet fix that I couldn't live without.
I rolled on top of her and pressed her down in to the bed. My hands were everywhere, they wanted to be everywhere . I pushed my hard manhood into her belly for her to feel how she affected me. My tongue invaded her mouth with hunger and passion. I placed my hand up her t-shirt and began my tease of her nipple through the lace bra.
“Do you know how long I have been waiting for you?” I hushed, placing my forehead on hers.
“About three days?” She shrugged. I gave a little laugh.
“Miss Dawson, I am trying to make a big gesture here!”
She raised an eyebrow and bit down on her lip. “You know what I would like...” Her cheeks flushed a little. “Your big gesture inside of me.” Her hand slapped my arse hard which took me off guard. “Get naked.. Mr Golden Rule!”
I got off the bed and stood in front of her. She sat up crossing her legs. She was going to enjoy this. Her own private strip tease. I could feel my own desire burning rapidly through my body. I slowly undid my tie, pulled it off and threw it in her direction.
I locked my eyes with hers and began to undo my buttons on my shirt. “I hope your liking what you see, Miss Dawson” I groaned.
“Very much so” she said seductively. I watched as she parted her lips and placed her hand through her hair. She was gagging for it as much as I was.
I stripped my shirt off and threw it to the ground. Now it was her favourite bit. I gave a smug smile as I undid my trousers and shimmed them down my legs. I raised an eyebrow. I was stood before her just in my underwear and she was biting down on that lip like always.
“I am all yours..” Her big eyes widen with greed. Her thumbs slipped into my underwear waist band. Gracefully she pulled them down and freed what was rightly hers. She grabbed me with force and pushed me into her mouth. I tilted my head back and gave a little groan.
The circle motions she did with her tongue could send me over the edge. I tangled my fingers in her hair, helping her gain rhythm. She began to suck harder pushing me into the back of her throat.
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Fuck!
Her nails dug into my arse and she pushed me in further sucking intensely. I felt my knees begin to shake. I had to pull out before I came.
I grabbed hold of her chin and tilted her head up to me. “No more of that. Lay down and take those knickers off!” I demanded. She obliged. She slowly laid down and spread her legs open. I laid down on top of her and in one quick motion I was where I belonged....
Inside Miss Georgina Dawson.
“This is going to be quick” I hissed through gritted teeth as I began to slam into her. “I haven't had my fix for a while!” She arched her back and gave a scream of pleasure. I began to pound ahead gripping hold of her waist and pushing myself deeper and deeper. Her fingers tugged at her hair and I watched as she convulsed in ecstasy. With one last big slam I released myself inside her.
“Fuck! Georgina!” I screamed as my body trembled with the after myth. I hugged her hard and kissed her face all over. I could never live without this woman. The love I felt for her was mind blowing and I never wanted to be away from her again.
* * *
“Georgina!!” I yelled, while banging on the bathroom door. We were meant to be going to an important dinner meeting and she was still getting ready. Finally I heard the lock on the bathroom door click and she appeared. She looked amazing in a burgundy beaded halter neck maxi dress; I had brought for her before I came away. I was fast learning that Georgina's favourite designer was Jenny Peckham and they didn't come cheap!!
She gave a little pose. “Do we like?” She pouted.
I placed a finger to my lip to make out I was thinking. Not like I had to, she looked stunning and she always did. Her long blonde hair w
as slightly curled and her big blue eyes sparkled.
How did I end up with an angel?
She glared at me but I was mesmerized. “You'll do!” I joked. She walked over and began to straighten out my bow tie.
“What is this dinner party about?”
“Business!” I snorted.
She rolled her eyes and patted my chest. “You'll do!!” She mocked. I grabbed hold of her waist and pulled her into me. There was something about her that wouldn't allow me to keep my hands away. It wasn't just physical attraction, it was as if she could see deep within my soul and the fact she kept me on my toes was an added bonus. She was the ultimate. She had taught me how to have fun and not stress too much.
I traced my finger along her cheek and took in the scent of her hair. “Miss Dawson, you look mighty fine and it is such a shame you didn't get ready quicker!!” I let out an agonizing sigh, I hated that my arousal was too much to bare at times.
I felt in heaven walking into the 'Rodeo Ballroom' with Georgina on my arm. I could feel people looking over. I gazed over at Georgina's face and she was in awe of all it. Crystal chandeliers, built in stage and dance floor. Tables with gold table clothes and the most beautiful flower arrangements all gold and purple. A baby grand piano was on the stage and a woman was singing. The ball room was filled with people dressed to the nines and waiters handing out champagne.
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Georgina stopped and looked at me. “I feel funny?”
I grabbed hold of her hands. “Why? You are the most beautiful woman in the world.” She looked down at the floor and shook her head. Maybe it was to soon for her to be at an event like this? My heart broke, I had flash backs from the pre-wedding party.
Fucking bastard Waterman's!!!
“Hey Maxwell” a voice bellowed with a rich American accent.
