Crossroads of the Heart

by Savannah Maris

  Her smile spreads across her face and reaches her eyes. “That sounds fantastic.”

  I quickly strip her clothing before she works on my jeans. The feel of her fingers on my abdomen causes my abs to tighten and my dick to harden. “Hurry, baby, so I can get inside of you.”

  Her eyes peek out from under her lashes as her fingers speed up the process of getting me naked. Within seconds, I’m helping her into the tub full of the bubbles she likes so much. We sit opposite each other so we can massage each other’s feet. This is us. This is what we both enjoy. I’m rubbing the arch of a foot when a moan leaves her.

  “Tell me what you want me to do to you, Tams.”

  She rolls her head and closes her eyes. “I want you to kiss me all over.” A small smile tilts her lips as the color of her heavily-lidded eyes focuses on me. “You keep that up and I’m liable to fall asleep.”

  “Then let’s wash up.” I release her foot and start washing my body.

  Tamryn cocks her head to the side. “We used to wash each other.”

  “Baby, I want to make love to you before I email Harold and call my office. Believe me, I’ll wash that body this weekend…many times.” I hand her a wash cloth and the body wash before I continue on my own body.

  “Is this a race?”

  I wiggle my eyebrows. “You think you can win?”

  “What do I get if I do?”

  “Oh, baby, what do you want?”

  “Hmm. If you win, I’ll suck your cock. If I win, I want your flat tongue on my—”

  I quickly finish my body and I’m out of the tub before she ends that sentence.

  “That’s not fair! Were you already washing under the bubbles?”

  My cocky smile crosses my face. “What’s taking you so long?”

  As Tamryn finishes, I get her a towel and wait for her with open arms. I dry her then carry her to our bed the same way I did on our honeymoon night.

  33

  Tamryn

  With my arms wrapped around his neck, I pepper kisses along the side of his face as I slip a hand into the back of his hair. “Do you miss your long hair?”

  “No, why? Do you?”

  “No, I like your hair like this. Just long enough for me to muss it up.” A sweet smile tilts my lips.

  “Baby, you can run your fingers through my hair all you want while I make love to you.”

  He drops me on the bed with a devilish grin on his face.

  “Whoop!”

  He laughs and must enjoy the shocked look on my face, and I laugh with him.

  “You haven’t done that in forever! I hope you’re not leaving me here alone.”

  “Not a chance.” He jumps on the bed beside me and tangles his arms and legs with mine. “This is the second best feeling in the world.”

  “What’s the best?”

  He whispers into my ear. “When my cock is deep inside of you.”

  My face heats and turns red. “I agree.”

  Noah pulls back. “Why Tamryn Carmichael, are you still the blushing bride after all these years with me?”

  “Oh, Noah, you’re the only one who can still make me blush.” I press my lips against his, and it doesn’t take long for his tongue to request entrance into my mouth.

  My moans grow louder, and as the kiss deepens, his cock hardens and I get wetter. He raises my leg over his hip and wraps his hand around my thigh. A shiver runs through me when his finger skims over my tight hole. He pulls me even closer to get his finger into my core. When he breaks the kiss, we’re panting.

  “You’re soaking wet, Tams. Do you want me?”

  “Only you, Noah. I only want you.”

  “Baby, you’ve got me.” He rolls us so I’m on my back gazing into his eyes. With my legs bracketing his hips, he pushes back to rest on his heels. The look in his eyes is that of a hungry man.

  “Noah, you won the race. I’m supposed to give you a blow job.”

  “I’m deferring my prize to later.” He winks.

  “Then what are you waiting on?”

  “I can’t decide which part of you I want first.” Noah’s eyes start at my core and work their way up. “I’m a man at my own private buffet. I could easily start with the honey dripping from your pussy. That would taste fantastic, but then there’s those nipples standing nice and erect just begging to be sucked.” He grips my thighs in each hand and runs his fingers straight to the apex of my legs. “Then there’s your neck. I love how goose bumps spread across your skin when I kiss it.” Raising a hand, he strokes my lips with a finger. “And these… They’re red and swollen from our last kiss. Now, they’re begging for more.” His finger traces from my lips down to my chin. I tilt my head as it lightly grazes my neck down my chest, between my breasts and now over my abdomen.

  “Do you see my dilemma?”

  I nod because the words won’t come out of my mouth even if my life depends on it.

  “Oh, Tams… What do you want me to do first?”

  My mouth is dry from panting, so I lick my lips and swallow. “I think you need to work your way from the bottom to the top.” A small smile tilts my lips. “Please.”

  “Your wish is my command, my lady.”

  He’s always been my knight in shining armor. We love all of the Camelot movies and every now and then we make comments in reference to them. I love that he knows this is a connection that I treasure. “Oh, thank you, kind sir.” With affection in my eyes, I run my fingers through his hair at the same time his arms lift my hips and his tongue swipes from back to front. His tongue lingers on my clit before his teeth graze it. I gasp then let out a satisfied sigh as my eyes close. That’s exactly where I want his tongue.

  “Look at me, Tams.”

  I struggle to open my eyes because the feeling is intensified with my eyes closed, but I do as he requests. With my eyes focused on his, he sucks my clit then pulls away, and I let out a breath I’ve been holding. His tongue slips inside and fucks me to my first orgasm.

  “You taste fantastic, but I know that isn’t the big one you need, is it?”

  “No, that was the small o that precedes the big O. I want that one from your cock, my king.”

  “And that you shall have.”

  He kisses his way up my tummy. With his cock just at my entrance he rests on his forearms and feasts on my breasts. I squirm beneath him. “Please, Noah.”

  “Your king will grant you what you desire at the time of his choosing. Now be a good wench and let him enjoy his banquet.” He rolls his eyes to look at me with humor in them. From the look on his face, I know he’s intentionally trying to drive me crazy.

  I giggle because I love when we play like this.

  When he plunges deep inside me, I gasp and arch her back. “Noah.”

  “King Noah to you, my queen.”

  “Yes, my King Noah.”

  He kisses up my neck as he strokes in and out of me. “You feel so good, Tams. Like this, this is how I always want us to be—me inside you, and you wrapped in my arms.”

  “Yes, yes. Right there. I’m so close.”

  “Let go, baby. Please let go because I can’t last much longer.”

  My entire body contracts and then I feel like he’s trying to get as deep inside me as he can with each thrust. “Fuck, Tams. Dammit.” He comes hard, so hard his body trembles with each thrust.

  Noah

  Ten minutes before I’d promised Harold the email, I sit at our laptop and type Tamryn’s statement:

  Noah and I are aware of the rumors that have been floating around, but we are together and happy. We let our careers dictate our marriage instead of our marriage dictating our careers. We’re working on that and won’t let our focus move from the most important relationship in our lives again.

  So, with that being said, I’m stepping away from modeling for the foreseeable future to work on my marriage with hopes of having a family someday.

  Thank you for all of the concern, but we’re good, and our marriage is solid. All we as
k for is some privacy as we work on what’s important to us. Thank you for your understanding.

  “Tams, want to read over this before I send it to Harold?”

  Tamryn rests her hands on my shoulders as she reads through the statement and agrees with the content. “It doesn’t reveal too much but gives enough that should pacify the public.”

  I place my hands over hers. “Let’s hope so. I don’t want a circus around us every time we try to go somewhere. It’ll stress you out, and I don’t want that.”

  “I’m glad you didn’t say anything about us moving. It’ll take them some time to find us which will be good.”

  I press the send button just as Tamryn’s phone rings. “Hey, Harold. You’re on speaker. Noah just sent the email. You should have it any second.”

  “Let me check.” There’s silence on the other end. Finally, Harold’s voice comes through the phone. “I have it, and it reads great. How long is this hiatus going to be?”

  “I don’t know, Harold. Like I told you earlier. I want to take a month or so just for us. Then, if something short-term comes up, Noah and I will discuss it. I’ll call you once we’re settled in South Carolina and see how things are going.”

  “I’ll be waiting on that call, Tamryn.”

  She hangs up and kisses the top of my head. “I’ll leave you to make your other call in private. Let me know if you need anything.”

  I pull her into my lap and tangle my fingers into her hair then rest my forehead against hers while I hold the back of her head. “I love you, Tams.”

  “Noah, are you sure? This was your dream job.”

  “It can still be my dream job, just on a smaller scale.”

  “I don’t want you to resent me later.”

  “Baby, if all goes well, I’m getting ready to have the best of both worlds and you as the cherry on top of my ice cream. How could I resent you?”

  “What if they don’t go for it?”

  “I’ve brought in some of their highest paying clients, you included. I can leave the company and take some of their clients with me, or I can continue to work under their name just at a satellite office. They keep their portion of the fees and it’s a win for everyone.”

  “Did you sign a non-compete?”

  “Yes, but it was if I left within the first two years with the company. It expired a few years ago.”

  “Then I’ll leave you to do what you need to do. Good luck.” She kisses me and leaves the room.

  I flip my phone over in my hand several times before I call a number I haven’t used in years. John Harmon is the last founding member of Harmon, Harmon, and Carmichael still working. He recruited me right out of law school and is my mentor. The thought of disappointing this man ranks almost as high as disappointing my own father. John took a step back from work when his wife’s health dictated that he do so, and my only hope is that he will understand my reasons now. I take a deep breath and press the call button on my phone.

  “Noah, is everything all right?”

  John’s greeting catches me off guard. “Good afternoon, John. Do you have a few minutes or did I catch you at a bad time?”

  “No, all is well, but I must confess that I’ve seen the reports on TV.”

  “I’m sure you have. Tamryn’s agent is releasing her official statement soon, if he hasn’t done so already.” I run my hand over my head then massage my forehead. “That’s not really why I called. Well, part of it is. I need to run something past you.”

  “Noah, you know you can always talk to me. Tell me what’s going on.”

  I take a deep breath because I need to be completely honest here. “Tamryn and I were having some communication issues. Well, mainly because we were rarely under the same roof, but yeah. Her disappearance was more of a reality check for us. We’re together and we’re good—"

  “But?”

  “But this made me realize that I’ve put my career above her, and she realized the same thing. We need to make some changes.” I clear my throat. “Tamryn is stepping back from modeling for a while, and I want to step back from the office.”

  “Exactly what are you telling me, Noah?”

  “John, I want to take a few of my music client and move to a satellite office in South Carolina. I’ll keep Tamryn, of course, but I don’t want to represent any other models. We’re taking over our fathers’ horse farms, but I don’t want to completely get out of entertainment law. With Tamryn taking some time off, we want to get pregnant, and then she’ll only take short-term local jobs.”

  “Damn, Noah. How soon are you talking?”

  “We’re going to Paris to relax then move as soon as we can when we get back. Our house will be put on the market while we’re gone.”

  “Who are you thinking about taking?”

  “Jason and Levi. I just negotiated new contracts for them last week. Once I get my feet under me in South Carolina, I’ll see about taking a few more. I’d like Carol to stay there and be my assistant and liaison in the office. She’s used to me working remotely, so we already have a system.”

  “You’ve really thought this through.”

  “John, I really enjoy my job, but I love my wife more. If you force me to choose, she wins…hands down.”

  “I understand. I’ll get the documents drawn up, and we’ll sign everything Monday. Have you spoken with Carol?”

  “No, sir. I was waiting until you and I spoke because I want to give her the whole picture. I’ll speak with her on Monday, and she can notify Jason and Levi. I’ll be in the office for the next week, and I can come back to Atlanta for meetings if I need to, but no more overnight traveling unless Tamryn is with me.”

  “Okay, have a good weekend and I’ll see you Monday morning in my office at eight.”

  “Thank you, John.”

  I end the call. For the first time, I feel I’m on the verge of having everything I could ever want. A smile crosses my face as I called Tamryn. I hear her phone down the hall.

  She’s changed her ring tone.

  34

  Tamryn

  “Life Changes” by Thomas Rhett starts playing on my phone. I pick it up and walk down the hall. “Seriously? Are you too lazy to come find me?”

  “No, baby. I’m just not sure my legs will carry me.” Noah looks at me with a nervous smile and blank expression as he disconnects the call. He may be in shock. “I think John’s going for it. I’m meeting him at eight Monday morning. I can’t believe this is all working out.”

  I pull him out of the chair and wrap my arms around his neck as he embraces me. “Were you worried that he wouldn’t?”

  “Honestly, yes.” He gently kisses me. “You changed my ring tone on your phone again.”

  I nod. “I heard this song and it reminded me of us. Our lives are constantly changing.”

  “That they are, baby. That they are.”

  I show him the real estate agent I want to use and the references I’ve called. Once he approves of my choice, I go to the kitchen where the calendar is set up and call to make an appointment for Saturday morning. I give the agent the gate code, make notes of what we need to sign the agreement, and the time she’ll be here when Noah sticks a piece of paper under my pen. I look at him and he makes the motion for me to sign it. I do but make a mental note to find out what it is. I finish with my goodbye and confirm that we’ll see the agent in the morning. Before I finish the call, I’m walking toward the office again.

  “What did I just sign?”

  “A raincheck receipt.”

  “A what? Why would I need to sign that?”

  Noah brings it over. “It’s for my win earlier today. I haven’t collected on my blow job, so this raincheck states that I can collect whenever and wherever I deem fit.”

  “For heaven’s sake, Noah...”

  “And you signed it, so it’s legal.” A devilish grin tilts his lips.

  “As if I’d renege.”

  He shrugs. “Just covering my bases.” He pecks my cheek. “So, wh
en are we meeting with the real estate agent?”

  “In the morning.”

  “And when are we going to Paris?”

  “I haven’t got that far, yet. When do you want to go?”

  “While you’re ovulating.”

  “Hmm, well my period is due tomorrow.” I wink at him.

  “So, we were too late in Saluda.”

  “I do believe so.”

  “Let’s book the plane tickets tonight then we can worry about what we’re going to do later.” He pulls me so close that I feel his erection through his gym shorts. “Just remember, not too much on any given day because we need plenty of time to make a baby.”

  Noah

  The following morning, the real estate agent shows up at nine AM sharp, so I answer the door while Tamryn finishes tidying up our bed.

  “Good morning.”

  The woman holds a card in one hand and shakes my hand with the other. “Good morning, Mr. Carmichael, I’m Rebecca Starling. Let me just say what an honor it is to have you and Mrs. Carmichael contact me to list your home.”

  “Come in. Tamryn will be out in a moment.”

  As we turn toward the living room, Tamryn rounds the corner in the kitchen. “Tamryn, this is,” I look at the card in my hand, “Ms. Rebecca Starling.”

  “I recognize you from your website. Good morning.” Tamryn holds her hand out to shake Rebecca’s. “I was just pouring myself a cup of coffee would you care for some?”

  “Please. Cream and sugar if you have it.”

  Tamryn pours the coffee and sets out the cream and sugar while I sit with Rebecca in the living room.

  “You have a beautiful home, but I would make sure all personal pictures are put away before we put the house on the market. We don’t want people wanting to view the house just to see your personal effects, and Mrs. Carmichael is so well known, I’m sure we’ll have some of her fans wanting to make appointments.”

  “Good point, thank you.”

  Tamryn walks in on the tail end of Rebecca’s statement. “Do you really think people would do that?”