by Helen Cooper
“I have a spa tub.” He grinned. “I’ll put in some relaxing salts and oils and then I’ll come and get you right before dinner’s ready so you can put some clothes back on.”
“Are you sure?” I asked him as he opened the door to his bathroom and I stared at his huge tub.
“I’m positive.” He nodded and walked over to the bathtub and started running it. “I’ll let you decide on the temperature,” he said as he walked to a cupboard and pulled out a box and bottle of something. I watched as he poured them both into the tub and then put them on his marble countertop. He then opened another drawer, pulled out two candles and lit them and turned the lights out.
“TJ,” I said, looking at him in surprise. “This is really thoughtful of you, but I would feel really bad to take a bath while you’re cooking.”
“Don’t.” He grinned. “I want to spoil you and show you what could be yours if you lived here too.”
“TJ,” I admonished, and he just chuckled.
“Relax, Mila. Have a bath and I’ll be back.” He gave me another quick kiss on the nose and then walked out of the bathroom. I stared at the door for a few seconds and then started to take my clothes off. Who was I to say no to a luxurious bath in TJ’s house? He had insisted, after all. I placed my big toe into the water to check the temperature and almost melted when I felt how warm the water was. I climbed into the bath eagerly and lay back, loving the feel of the hot water and soft bubbles covering my skin. I closed my eyes and let the water seep into my bones. I reached to the side and pressed in a button and the water started whirling in the tub. I could feel it shooting from the side of the tub all over my body. I sighed in happiness as I lay there and smiled to myself.
Knock knock.
“Hello?” I called out, feeling sorry for myself.
“Can I come in?” TJ asked softly as he opened the door and walked in.
“You didn’t wait for my answer.” I pouted at him from under the bubbles.
“Enjoying the bath?” He smiled down at me and it was then I noticed the glass of wine in his hands. “Here you go,” he said and handed it to me, crouching next to the tub.
“How long have I been in here?” I asked as I took a sip of red wine. It slid down my throat eagerly and I felt a warm feeling inside my belly.
“Thirty minutes.” He grinned as he watched me sipping the wine, his eyes intense on my face.
“Wow, that felt like ten minutes.” I sighed. “Is dinner ready?”
“Nearly. Are you hungry?”
“Not really.” I shook my head. “I’m just enjoying being in here and relaxing. This tub is amazing. It almost feels like I’m being massaged at the same time.”
“I can make that happen,” he said and he stood up and went behind the tub. “Lean forward,” he said and I felt his strong hands on my shoulders, squeezing and massaging the tension in my bones.
“Oh, TJ.” I sighed as I placed the glass of wine down.
“Do you want me to stop? Am I hurting you?” he asked, his hands resting on my shoulders.
“No, it feels amazing,” I said honestly.
“Stand up,” TJ said and I watched as he grabbed a big, white, fluffy towel.
“What?” I frowned up at him.
“I’m going to dry you off and then take you to my bedroom to give you a proper massage.”
“TJ.” I looked at him with wide eyes. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”
“No.” He grinned and he flicked the towel. “But I’m going to do it anyway. Now stand up and let me dry you off.”
I stood up then and let the water fall from my skin back to the tub. TJ’s eyes narrowed as he took in my soap-covered breasts and I stepped out of the bath and directly into the towel. He patted me down carefully and slowly, ensuring that my entire body was dry. I was surprised and disappointed that he didn’t try and touch me intimately, but I supposed that he was on his best behavior.
“What are you doing?” I said as he picked me up and held me in his arms.
“Carrying you to the bedroom for your massage,” he whispered as he walked out of the bathroom and down the corridor and into his bedroom. I noticed immediately that the lights were off and that there were at least ten candles burning in his bedroom. I gasped as I stared at his king-sized bed, for it was covered in red rose petals.
“TJ?” I said, looking up into his face as he placed me down on the bed. “What’s going on?”
“What do you mean? I’m about to give you a massage.”
“With red rose petals on the bed?”
“That’s the best way.”
“TJ, you said you’re not going to talk about the contract or the fake engagement tonight.” I sighed. “I thought this was just going to be about us.”
“It is.” His eyes crinkled as he looked down at me. “Tonight is all about us.” He pulled the towel off of me and pushed me down on the bed on my stomach. I felt him shaking the towel out and throwing it on the ground. “I’m going to give you a full body massage now, if that’s okay with you?”
“It’s fine,” I said breathily as I waited, light-headed, for my massage. His bed felt soft and comfortable, and I closed my eyes as I waited to feel his strong hands on me once again.
“Let me get my oils,” he said and then I heard him walking away. Within a few seconds I heard some music playing in the room.
“What’s this?” I asked, not wanting to open my eyes.
“Just some music to help you relax,” he said and I felt his hands on my back again. I sighed in contentment as he squeezed my shoulders and then I felt a warm liquid on my back and his hands rubbing it into my skin.
“TJ.” I giggled as I felt his hands rubbing the oil over my bottom and I moaned as I felt his hands working down my legs and to my feet. TJ’s fingers felt like magic on my body and, as he kneaded the knots out of my muscles, I felt myself growing more and more relaxed.
“Turn over,” TJ said and I rolled over right away. I moaned as I felt his hands on my breasts, kneading and rolling before he moved down to massage my stomach. My heart was racing as he massaged me all over and I could feel myself growing wet. TJ’s hands slipped past my belly button and continued lower until they were inside of my legs and massaging my most intimate of spots.
“Oh TJ.” I moaned again as his fingers rubbed back and forth on my clit.
“Is this the first time you’ll come from a massage?” He grinned down at me and I reached up and grabbed his hair and pulled him down on top of me. “Mila, what are you doing?”
“You don’t think you’re going to have all of the fun, do you?”
“Mila, your dinner is ready.” He groaned as I ran my hands down his back and wiggled my body against him.
“You said you would be my dinner.” I winked at him and then kissed him hard. I’m not sure how long we were making out before I realized that we were both naked on the bed, my breasts crushed against his chest as he sucked on my neck. I squeezed his ass as he rolled me around on the bed and I could feel his hard cock pressing against me.
“I want to make love to you, Mila,” he whispered in my ear as his fingers played with my nipples.
“I want you to make love to me, TJ,” I answered back and grabbed his right hand and put it between my legs. “I’m ready for you,” I said as I rubbed his fingers in my juices.
“You’re such a tease.” He groaned as he rolled me over on top of him. I sat astride him, his cock underneath me and I grinned down at his darkened lust-filled face. “Are you sure you want this?”
“Are you sure this wasn’t the very reason you decided to have me over to dinner tonight?” I laughed and he growled and rolled me over again.
“I have a condom,” he said and reached over to the night table and grabbed a packet. “I’ll go slow, so that I don’t hurt you.”
“You won’t hurt me.” I spread my legs beneath him. “I just want to feel you inside of me.”
“Oh you’ll feel me alright.” He ripped open the condom packet and
I watched as he rolled the rubber on top of his hard cock. I swallowed as he placed it between my legs. “Hold my hands,” he said as he grabbed my hands between his and leaned down to kiss me. “It might hurt a little bit.” He groaned as he inched his cock inside of me little by little. He slid in easily and I cried out as I felt him breaking through my hymen. “Are you okay?” He looked concerned and I nodded and wrapped my legs around him tightly.
“Please don’t stop.” I whimpered as I felt him moving slowly inside of me. “You can go faster.”
“Are you sure?” He groaned as he increased his pace and I nodded. His lips crushed back down against mine and I felt his cock sliding in and out of me, moving faster and faster as he sucked on my tongue. I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt having him inside of me. I’d never known sex would feel like this, so powerful and pleasurable. TJ’s eyes gazed into mine as he continued moving inside of me and I felt him stilling before thrusting into me hard five more times and then shuddering inside of me. He collapsed on top of me then and rolled over, holding me in his arms and kissing me all over. “Did you come?” he asked me, his eyes glittery as he stared at me.
“I’m not sure,” I breathed out as I felt his cock leaving my body. I felt empty without him inside of me, yet I felt powerful that I’d made him orgasm.
“That means you didn’t.” He looked annoyed with himself. “Some women don’t come the first time. Give me ten minutes and I’ll be good to go.”
“Oh?” I asked, yawning slightly. “I’m not sure if I will be.”
“You will be.” He grinned at me as his fingers slid between my legs. “Trust me when I say that.”
***
“TJ!” I screamed out his name as he slammed into me from behind. “Oh please, TJ.”
“What, Mila?” He grunted as he grabbed my breasts while he continued to fuck me hard. “Do you like this hard cock?”
“Oh yes,” I screamed with abandon as I felt each and every thrust deeper and deeper inside of me. “Why didn’t we start off with this position?” I cried out as I felt him hitting what I could only assume was my G-spot once more.
“I didn’t want you to lose your virginity doing doggy-style,” he muttered as his right hand reached forward and rubbed my clit.
“Why not?” I moaned as his cock slid completely out of me while he was moving in and out so quickly.
“Because.” He groaned as he slipped back inside of me. “It’s not a romantic first position.”
“I don’t care,” I cried out as I closed my eyes and felt my body shuddering as a huge orgasm hit me, and I felt my body trembling on his hardness before I fell forward.
“I don’t think I need to ask if you came this time.” He laughed as he moved his cock in and out of me a few more times before I felt his body shuddering behind me.
“No, you don’t.” I felt exhausted as I lay there and TJ pulled out of me and pulled me into his arms. “By the way, I’ve made my decision,” I said sleepily as I laid my head on his chest.
“Oh?” he said, his body stilling as he gazed down at me.
“I’ll be your four-week fiancée, TJ,” I said as I reached down and squeezed his still semi-hard cock. “I’ll do it.” I smiled as I heard him groaning and then closed my eyes to sleep. I was excited to see what the next four weeks would have to offer.
Chapter Nineteen
TJ
My cock still felt hard as I watched Mila sleeping, though I knew our relationship was too fresh for me to fuck her while she was sleeping. That might scare her to wake up to me inside of her, though that was exactly where my cock wanted to be. I held her in my arms and I felt satisfied and worried. Satisfied because she’d given herself to me and she’d seemed to enjoy it, but worried for what would happen when she found out exactly what all those clauses in the contract meant that she’d been so worried about. Frankly, I was surprised that she’d agreed to my terms without more of a discussion. She was too trusting, which I both liked and disliked. I was glad she trusted me, but it made me angry at her. She had no clue what she’d signed up for.
I slid out of the bed and watched her sleeping. I had two phone calls to make. I made the first call and received a voicemail. I hurried into the hall so that Mila wouldn’t be woken up, speaking quietly into the phone. “It’s done. Mila has agreed to be my fiancée.” I hung up quickly and called the next number. I received another voicemail and left the same message. “It’s done. Mila has agreed to be my fiancée.” I closed my phone and walked to the kitchen. I wasn’t feeling proud of myself, but I knew that I had to do what I had to do. I decided to put the food away when my phone rang—it was my dad returning my call.
“TJ,” he said, his voice surprisingly alert for such a late call.
“Dad.”
“Good job. I’m going to send some papers over to you tomorrow. I need you to go over them.”
“What papers?”
“You know what papers.”
“How did you get them?” I frowned into the phone.
“How do you think?” My dad sounded annoyed.
“Dad, I think you’re—”
“I’m not paying you to think. I’m paying you to get the job done. The papers will be in your office tomorrow morning. Don’t fuck this up.”
“I won’t,” I said dully as my heart slowed.
“Good.” My dad sounded pleasant again. “I always knew that Mila had a thing for you. Just keep her satisfied for the next four weeks and the plan will be fine.”
“Uh huh,” I said, hanging up the phone and flinging it onto the couch as I walked into the living room.
“TJ?” Mila walked into the living room, wrapped in a sheet, her long hair a tousled mess around her shoulders.
“What are you doing up?” I frowned at her, wondering what she’d heard.
“I woke up and you weren’t there and I heard your voice.” She squinted at me as her eyes adjusted to the light. “Who were you on the phone with?”
“No one.” I shook my head. “Come, I have something for you.”
“Oh, what?” She looked excited and I laughed as I led her back to the bedroom.
“Sit on the bed,” I said and walked over to my bag. I pulled out the jewelry box and another small bag. “This is your engagement ring.” I pulled out the large diamond ring and placed it on her finger. “I hope you like it.”
“I love it.” Her eyes were wide as she stared at her finger. “Thank you.”
“Now you can open the other bag,” I said to her with a smile, my eyes never leaving her face as I watched her pull out the handcuffs.
“What’s this for?” she asked, all shocked as she gazed at me.
“This is just a reminder that while these four weeks are going to be a lot of fun, they are going to be crazy as well.” I took the handcuffs from her hands and walked over to a drawer and dropped them in before turning back to her. “The more you get to know me, Mila, the more you will see that the boy you thought you knew is not the man I am now. I like to have fun. I like to get down and dirty. I’m going to take you on a ride that you will never forget.”
“And you need the handcuffs to do that?” she asked nervously and I could see her fingers trembling as she held the sheet to her body.
“I don’t need the handcuffs to do that.” I shook my head and walked back towards her. “In fact, I’m not the one who will need the handcuffs at all.” I stopped in front of her and pulled the sheet off of her beautiful body.
“You’re not?” she asked, confused, as she looked at me with parted lips.
“You’re the one who will need the cuffs, Mila.” I pushed her down on the bed and rolled her onto her knees. “You’re the one who will need the cuffs,” I said again as I entered her swiftly from behind, all guilt gone from my mind as I once again showed both of us just how much pleasure our bodies could give each other.
Chapter Twenty
Mila
February 14th, 2009
Dear Diary,
&
nbsp; When I marry TJ Walker, I’m going to have a big wedding and invite all those girls in school that made fun of me for having a crush on my brother’s friend. “He’ll never be with you,” they said. “He’ll never want you,” they said. I’ll show them. One day, he’ll be mine and they’ll be eating all of their words.
Mila
XOXO
“Sally, I’m telling you that TJ has been the perfect gentleman since I said yes,” I whispered into the phone during my lunch break.
“It’s only been a week, Mila.” Sally didn’t sound impressed. “I would hope he’d still be a gentleman in the first week.”
“He’s a perfect lover.” I sighed as I thought about the previous night’s lovemaking. “So giving.”
“I should hope so,” Sally said and I knew that she was slightly jealous because I kinda had TJ and she had nothing with Cody.
“He wants me to move in with him,” I said and bit my lower lip. “Hold on, I think Cody is coming,” I said as I saw my brother approaching my office. “What can I do for you?”
“TJ’s here,” he said with a small frown. “Are you going to bring him to dinner tomorrow night? I think our parents and Nonno deserve to know that you guys are engaged now?”
“I guess I’ll ask him.” I sighed, not really wanting to have to lie to my parents and Nonno.
“Is Sally coming?” Cody asked almost indifferently. “I haven’t heard from her in a while.”
“I don’t know.” I shrugged, my eyes narrowed. “Why do you care?”
“I don’t.” He looked away. “I was just wondering.”
“Okay,” I said and whispered into my phone as he walked out of the room. “TJ’s here, I’ll call you back in ten minutes, Sally,” I said and hung up quickly. I jumped up and hurried out of the office to look for TJ.
“There you are, darling,” TJ said as he walked towards me with a large bouquet of flowers.
“Hi.” I smiled shyly, still not quite believing that I was sleeping with and dating this amazing man. I leaned up and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “What brings you by?”
“I wanted to say hi, see your pretty face and ask you to dinner tonight.”
