Fatal Attraction

by Mia Ford

  “Us?”

  She nodded.

  “I don’t know,” I said. “I just know I want to be with you, as much as possible, for as long as possible.”

  “You really mean that, don’t you?” she asked, looking at me again.

  I met her gaze, losing myself in the way her eyes seemed to shine in the moonlight coming in through the windows.

  “I really do,” I said. “I’ve been going crazy these past months just thinking about it. Right now, I just want to enjoy it as much as I can.”

  “You know you can’t pick up and leave Austin, right?” she asked. “And now that you actually bought me a store, I can’t leave Ludwig.”

  “Yeah, didn’t really think that through properly.”

  She laughed and playfully slapped my chest. “So what do we do, Sabbatical?”

  “We go to sleep, wake up, have some more sex, make breakfast, then more sex,” I replied. “Then we think about it.”

  She laughed and lay back against me. “I can get on board with that.”

  “I’m glad.”

  We spent a few more minutes in silence before I felt my eyes grow heavy and lids fall.

  “Chance?”

  “Yeah?” I mumbled.

  She hesitated, then said, “Martha was talking to me a few weeks back, and she said something I never thought would register with me. Do you believe in fate?”

  I smiled. “I believe my Chevy picked a really good place to break down in,” I said.

  “So just coincidence?”

  “Fate or coincidence, I don’t think it matters,” I said. “What matters is that we’re here. How it happened is a story we’ll tell our friends and family over dinner.”

  She sighed and shifted to a more comfortable position. “You really fell for me, didn’t you, playboy.”

  I didn’t reply, only squeezed her tighter and kissed the top of her head. But she was right. I did fall for her, and at that moment, I couldn’t imagine anything in the world that would have felt any better.

  Epilog: Chance

  “Okay, seriously, Chance, out!”

  I couldn’t stop laughing. Her face was flushed, her hair tied back in a high ponytail, and her shirt caked with soil. She had just spent the last three hours moving plants around in the greenhouse, readying to transport a bulk to the shop, and I was obviously getting her way.

  I had made my visits to Ludwig a ritual. Every weekend I would make the drive here, always in the Chevy, and every two months I’d free up my schedule so that I could spend at least a week with Ashlyn. For the past three months, that had worked perfectly fine until just a few days ago, when I couldn’t stand being in a different city anymore, and had come in hopes of swaying her to move back with me.

  Ashlyn wasn’t easy to sway, though. Ever since I had bought her that shop, she had taken to the work like a pro. What she had once done all alone, she now had two full-time employees to help her with. She had even given the whole delivery idea a go, and business had boomed within weeks. She was taking orders from almost every surrounding town, and sometimes even on the outskirts of Houston itself.

  I had set her up with some of the best tracking and operation software my company had created, and fortunately, it had helped. The only problem was, Ashlyn was so high on her recent success, I knew that the request she drop everything and move to Austin was going to be met with quite some resistance. Besides, the business part of me couldn’t even fathom why I would want to do this to her.

  It didn’t stop me from constantly shadowing her for the past two days, and with a major order from Houston just days away, she was slowly losing her patience with me.

  “This isn’t funny,” she said, glaring at me. “I have work to do. Some of us don’t own a multi-billion-dollar business with troops to run it when we’re not around.”

  “Ouch,” I said, placing my hand over my heart in mock hurt. “That really hit home, Ashlyn.”

  “Get out, Chance,” she said, holding a small spade up and pointing it at me. “Or so help me God.”

  “Fine, fine,” I laughed. “I’ll wait in your house.”

  “Hey, hang on,” she said. She came to me with her arms out and wrapped them around my neck. She kissed me softly on the lips and pressed her forehead to mine. “I love you, Chance Ridder. And thank you for everything.”

  “You’re quite welcome,” I stared, staring into her eyes. “Anything else?”

  “No, you can go,” she said, whispering in my ear “Just wait for me inside.”

  * * *

  I waited in the living room, opening and closing the little box I had brought with me from Austin. I toyed with the little blue box I had brought with me from Austin, opening and closing the lid as I waited. The ring inside had taken me forever to choose, mainly because I had had the dumb idea that Alice would actually be helpful with this kind of thing. The only problem was, when it came to Alice, her attention to detail knew no boundaries, and she had scouring the internet and every diamond shop in Austin for just the right one.

  If Ashlyn says no, I’ll shoot myself.

  I heard the front door open and close, and I quickly pocketed the box, flashing her a wide smile as she stopped at the living room threshold and glared at me.

  “Welcome home,” I said cheerfully.

  “Okay, Chance, let me try and say this as nicely as I possibly can,” she said, walking in and standing with her arms crossed over her chest, gazing down at me. “I love you. Very much. And the fact that you make the time to come all the way here and be with me is something I appreciate more than you can ever know. But –”

  “There’s a ‘but’?”

  She raised a hand to shut me up and sighed. “I have a lot of work to do this weekend. The order from Houston is driving us crazy, and we’re barely keeping up. I need to get stuff done, and I can’t do it if you’re going to keep getting in my way just because you’re bored.”

  “I really am bored.”

  “Chance, seriously.”

  I slid off the couch and got down on one knee.

  “What are you doing?” she asked, pinching the bridge of her nose, letting me know she was getting frustrated at my antics.

  I pulled the box out of my pocket and opened it, looking up at her patiently. When she finally concentrated on what was on my hand, I smiled at the way her eyes slowly grew wide and her mouth dropped open.

  “Chance?”

  “Listen, I’m not known to be the kind of guy who settles down,” I said. “And quite honestly, I have no idea how to do what I’m doing right now.”

  She smiled a little and I could see her eyes begin to water. “Timing is definitely not your strong point.”

  I laughed. “No, it isn’t,” I said. “But what I am good at is knowing what I want, and what I want, Ashlyn Boone, is to spend the rest of my life with you.” I waited for a beat before I added, “And your flowers.”

  She laughed, covering her mouth with her hands quickly as a tear rolled down one cheek. She shook her head slowly, as if in disbelief, and looked from me to the ring and back at me again.

  “You’re insane,” she finally said.

  “Is that a yes?”

  She didn’t hesitate and fell to her knees in front of me, kissing me deeply. “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, you idiot. A billion times yes!”

  Bonus Scene: Chance

  The feeling of hot water on my body was great. The feeling of Ashlyn’s naked skin pressed against mine made it even better.

  I couldn’t get enough of her. The way her eyes bore into mine, the way she smiled at me, how her hair fell across her face in locks that bounced whenever she turned her head. Just being around her had my head spinning, and right now, with the both of us in the shower, naked except for the ring on her finger, I couldn’t help but want her even more.

  Her kisses were passionate, a little wild even, like she had been waiting to do this all day and had just needed an excuse. The water mixed with the feel of her lips, and her tong
ue did little dances across my mouth, as if she wasn’t quite sure which part of me she wanted to taste the most. Her arms were wrapped tight around my neck, her breasts pushed against my chest, and although the water was hot, the heat coming from between her legs was like a furnace.

  I pulled her closer, feeling the heat of her crotch against my thigh. My lips traced kissed from her jaw, down to her neck and across her shoulder. She pressed her hips against me, rubbing herself against my thigh, her breathing intensifying. I felt her arms tighten around me, and her nails dug into the skin of my back. Her lips found their way to my ear, nibbling on the lobe as her breaths turned into soft moans. And all the while, she kept her hips moving.

  I squeezed her ass, locking my lips onto hers as I breathed her in. With the water falling around us, it was almost as if we were merging with one another, our hands exploring, our bodies intertwining. It felt incredible, and when I reached down between her legs, my fingers gently grazing the inside of her thighs before sliding in between her pussy lips, she clung to me for dear life as her body shuddered.

  “Chance,” she moaned.

  My fingers found her clit quickly, and I gently squeezed it, sending more shudders through her body. Her nails gently scratched my back, and with her mouth against my ear, her breaths warm and heavy, I slipped two fingers inside her.

  “Oh God,” she moaned, lifting one leg up and wrapping it around mine, giving me better access. I held her tight, balancing her in my arms as my fingers slid in and out of her, slowly at first before picking up speed. She began to buck her hips against me, meeting every thrust of my hand with her own. She was using my fingers as her personal dildo, and I was loving the look on her face, with her head thrown back and her eyes closed, the water falling across her breasts in torrents.

  She came quickly, her body wrapped around mine, and we stood there for a few seconds as she caught her breath. She suddenly began to giggle.

  “What?”

  “A ring and an orgasm,” she mumbled. “Must be my lucky day.”

  I kissed her deeply, and she raked her nails across my chest softly, tracing a path downwards until her hand wrapped softly around my cock. She pumped it slowly, her eyes locked onto mine, a wicked grin on her face as she watched me.

  “You do that so well,” I sighed.

  “I can do other things, too,” she whispered against my lips.

  She squeezed my cock, then slowly fell to her knees, her eyes never leaving mine, that smile on her face driving me absolutely crazy. She bit her lip, licked it, then flicked her tongue against the crown of my cock. I gasped at the touch, and that only made her smile wider.

  “Someone’s excited to see me,” she said.

  “Always.”

  Ashlyn continued pumping me, driving me over the edge, then gently licked the underside of my cock from my balls to the tip, slowly. I felt the muscles in my legs shake a bit, and when she did it again, I had to hold onto the curtains for support. She giggled, her hand never stopping, and licked again. She was enjoying my reaction, and I silently wanted to kill her for teasing me.

  A fourth lick and she had my cock in her mouth, her soft lips wrapped around my shaft as she swallowed me. I groaned I pleasure, the warmth of her mouth sending new waves of sweet delight through me. Her tongue swirled around me as she pulled me back out, then swallowed me again. I grabbed her by the hair as her head bobbed, my cock sliding easily in and out of her mouth. Her hands grabbed my ass, pulling me closer to her. She licked and sucked, and my hand tightened its grip on her hair as I felt myself come dangerously close to coming.

  She must have felt it, too, because she pulled me out, grabbed my arms and pulled herself up to her feet, planting a wet and almost animalistic kiss on my lips.

  “Take me, Chance,” she whispered.

  I turned her around, pushing her against the ceramic wall, kissing her neck and shoulder blades while I rubbed my cock between her ass cheeks. She adjusted herself, her legs parting as she pushed back against me. She looked at me from over her shoulder, blue eyes boring into mine, begging me to fuck her right here, right now.

  I didn’t hesitate. Positioning myself so we wouldn’t have to worry about slipping and falling, I pushed my cock inside her. Her moan was long and loud, her eyes closing and her head dropping. I pushed all the way inside her, her wetness making it so much easier for me, the warmth of her hugging my cock like a blanket. She squeezed down on me, coaxing me to get to it, and with both hands around her waist, I began to rock against her.

  The sounds of our sex echoed against the bathroom walls. She felt so good, I didn’t want it to stop. My cock rammed inside her, moving I and out, digging deeper with every thrust until she was screaming in pleasure. I reached around her, found her clit, and began rubbing it vigorously as I fucked her. Within seconds, an orgasm hit her so hard, Ashlyn shook against me to the point where I had to hold her up to stop her from sliding to the ground. She wrapped her arms around me, gasping for breath, and smiled when I kissed her.

  She pushed me away, grabbed me by the hand and led me out of from under the water and straight to her bed.

  “Don’t you want to dry off first?” I asked as she turned me around and pushed me onto the bed.

  “Shut up,” Ashlyn said as she climbed on top of me, straddling me and gently rubbing her pussy against my cock.

  I reached up and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them gently. She leaned down, bringing them close enough for me to suck on her nipples as she moved, rubbing against my cock ferociously. Her hands scratched at my chest, and with one swift motion, she slid me back inside her.

  Ashlyn sat up, throwing her head back as began to grind, giving me a view I couldn’t resist. She looked fucking incredible, her breasts bouncing, droplets of water across her soft skin, her wet hair matted against her shoulders. She rode me like a pro, and it was all I could do to keep up.

  I sat up, pulled her to me and sucked hard on her nipples. Her moans intensified between my nibbles and pinches, her hips grinding with a speed I did not think possible. She came with a shudder, pushing my face down hard against her breasts, her pussy squeezing my cock as if begging for it to come already.

  And I was close enough.

  I turned her around and onto her back, her legs wrapping around my waits, the heels of her feet digging into my ass and pushing me deeper inside her. “Come on, Chance,” she moaned. “Give it to me, baby. Show me how much you want it.”

  I didn’t need any more coaxing. I fucked her like never before, my hips moving like a piston, her breasts bouncing with every thrust. Her moans quickly turned into screams, deafening in the otherwise quiet room.

  “Come on,” she gasped. “Come on!”

  And I did. I came hard. My entire body froze, my muscles flexed, and I exploded inside her with such force that it shook my core and I felt a rush of blood to my head. My mind swam for a few seconds as I collapsed on top of her, her arms wrapped around me, both of us breathing so hard it felt like we had just run a marathon.

  I rolled off of her, and pulled her into my arms, her beating heart like a drum against my side. I looked at her, smiled when I saw that she had fallen asleep almost immediately, and closed my eyes.

  The last thing I saw was the glimmer of the diamond ring on her finger where her hand rested on my chest.

  Entangled

  Blurb

  Mr. Tanner was my dad’s best friend and I can’t get him out of my head and…

  I know I should stay away from him.

  And age difference isn’t the only thing that is concerning.

  He parted ways with my dad,

  And I can’t seem to get enough of his seductive smile.

  Oh…those baby blue eyes and HARD abs..

  Trust me, they are a treat to watch, and touch, and feel…

  It’s fun for now, but I want to enjoy it forever.

  I mean…I know it’s wrong, but it feels so right.

  Only if Daddy stops coming in between us.

>   Chapter 1: Tanner

  It had been an exhausting day but extraordinarily rewarding. Today was the day I had taken my company to the next level, merging resources with a very powerful financial firm that was also looking to expand. This deal had been more than three years in the making and had probably even started when the company was in its infancy. At least, that was when I’d made my contacts with Howard Financial.

  We had met at a networking event with my old partner, Dean Markus, who was strong-minded in marketing and finance but had always lacked the motivation to make the difficult decisions and put his work above his family. Dean and I had been best friends since before college, meeting at a mixer for future business owners. We both had somewhat of an entrepreneurial attitude and seemed to match up perfectly. It wasn’t long after business school that we started MJ Marketing & Finance.

  The company was a hybrid, something no one had seen before. We had combined our expertise and provided a full-frontal approach to handling corporate finance and one of the most important aspects of a company’s future, marketing. What people in each of the different sectors didn’t seem to realize was the bigger picture showed how one really moved the other one forward. Everything was working well until it was time to make some hard growth decisions that would push Dean further from his family, and it resulted in a complete blow up of our relationship. Me, I had learned my lesson about women when I married my ex and realized she was using me for money, not love. So, business always came first for me, which was the reason my company had become so successful.