by M. Clarke
Seeing that there was a note inside, I took it out to read it.
Jenna,
The crackers will help ease the queasy stomach. Make sure to eat a little throughout the day, and also drink a lot of water. Whether a boy or a girl, I promise to love our child and I promise to be the best father and husband.
TKLS,
Max
Jenna
Since our schedule didn’t allow us to have dinner together and Max was coming home after me, I grabbed a quick bite to eat at work. I wanted to surprise him. I thought about dressing in his favorite lingerie and sitting next to the running bath, or wearing nothing except his silver tie and draping myself across the bed. All of those naughty thoughts were running through my mind while I was driving. I couldn’t believe I was thinking like this. After all, I had to find a way to thank him. He sure was making up for leaving me in the morning with a broken heart.
The smell of roses whiffed through my nose when I entered our place. Baffled by the smell, I turned on the lights and dropped my stuff on the sofa. Oh my God! I didn’t know how many vases of roses there were, but they were everywhere. Every way I looked was red. Seeing a note on the table, I picked it up.
Soon to be Mrs. Knight,
I told you I was going to make it up to you for being an ass. Follow the rose petals on the floor so I can finish what I started in your office. I was thinking of you all day.
TKLS,
Soon to be your husband and a father
With a huge smile on my face, I shifted my eyes to the floor, and sure enough there were rose petals. Following the trail heading upstairs, I started taking my clothes off. The rose petals led me to the bathroom. I could see glowing lights. What was Max up to?
Candles of different sizes filled the bathroom: on the counter, on the floor, and even around the bathtub. My eyes grew wide at the beautiful, serene ambiance. Off to the side of the bathtub were two glasses and a champagne bottle.
Soft instrumental music filled the air and rose petals floated on the water. Seeing steam rise, I knew Max had recently filled it up. It was no wonder he’d kept texting me when I was on my way home. “Max?” I called softly when he was nowhere to be found. Almost all the way undressed, I was about to take off my underwear and bra to get into the tub.
When I felt a warm pair of hands capturing me from behind, I gasped lightly and melted into Max’s chest, especially when he purposely rubbed his dick on my ass. Feeling his flesh brought me to another level of excitement.
“Let me help you with that,” he whispered in my ear. He unhooked my bra and allowed the straps to slip off my shoulders ever so slowly with his help. His feather-light touch was driving me insane. “And let me help you with this one.”
Max came around to the front of me and got down on his knees. After he gave me that sexy grin, he tugged my G-string with his teeth and pulled it down to the floor. Starting from my toes, he licked his way up to...oh my God! I sucked in air when his tongue circled around the sensitive spot at the junction of my thighs.
Wanting more of what he was doing, I spread my legs for him. Hearing a deep, satisfied growl, it was obvious Max knew I was enjoying this way too much. When his tongue moved higher, passing my stomach to my nipple, I crumbled. My legs became weak, and got even weaker when he gathered my arms behind my back and sucked the day lights out of my breasts. Holy Jesus! I was already climaxing.
“I hope you can forgive me,” he breathed. He didn’t give me a chance to respond. The room spun when Max lifted me up. Thank goodness he had...I wanted to drop to the floor from sensation overload.
“Thank you for my goodies.” I wanted to tell him before I forgot.
“This is just the beginning.” With one careful step, we were submerged in the water. All of my worries faded in the perfect temperature, like the way the petals drifted away. It was just the right amount of warmth. Having my back against Max’s chest gave me the support I needed. Leaning my head against his shoulder, I exhaled a deep breath as I watched water waving back and forth across the length of the tub.
“I forgive you, Max,” I said, closing my eyes.
Max pulled my hair to one side; his lips were caressing my cheek. “I don’t want you to forgive me just yet.”
I opened my eyes, suddenly feeling a little dread. “Did you do something else?”
Feeling Max’s chest vibrate without a sound indicated he was trying to hide his laughter. What was so funny? There was no humor in Max doing something I didn’t like.
“I wouldn’t dare.” Max extended my arm out of the water. With a single rose petal, he lightly rubbed my arm. The fragrance of roses grew stronger being surrounded by them. “I think you should forgive me after I show you how sorry I am. But before I do, we need to talk.”
I nodded, knowing Max was right. He was more of a problem solver, and I was the one who wanted to run away from them.
“We should tell our parents,” he continued. “I’m going to assume you haven’t told yours. And I think we should get married before our baby is born. It’s a good thing I proposed to you before you got pregnant. You can’t use that excuse that I only wanted to marry you because you’re pregnant. Women are so complicated. Damned if you do and damned if you don’t.” Max chuckled, shaking his head. “Don’t you agree with me?”
I turned around to face him. My hair was wet and pulled back from the soft massage he was giving me on my head while talking. Max wiped away the few drops of water trickling down my face. It always made me smile when he was taking care of me.
Leaning back against the tub, I could see steam rising to his gorgeous face. His body spread out naked was a beautiful sight. Tilting his head back to slide a little lower, his lips curled into that sly, sexy grin that made me crazy for him. When he raked his hair back, a few beads of water trickled down his firm, sculptured arm and some down the side of his forehead. It was a mouthwatering sight. Max in the bathtub, just like this, was going to be framed in my mind...forever. Feeling aroused tingles building up, I anchored to him with my legs on either side of him. “You’re probably right.” Picking up a rose petal, I started to caress his cheek with it.
Max guided his hands to my ass and left them there. “I’m glad you agree. I thought you were going to fight me on getting married earlier than we had planned.”
“I want to be Mrs. Knight,” I said against his lips. After slowly gliding my tongue across his lips, I slithered inside of his mouth.
Max’s mouth engulfed mine, kissing me back harder and deeper, and then he pulled back. “Good, because we have a family dinner next week at my parents’ house. Matthew is planning to bring Becky. We should both tell our family the wonderful news.”
“Okay,” I replied with a pouty face in the sexiest way I could muster for one word. “No more talking. It’s my turn. Just enjoy.” Max’s eyes grew dark and greedy at my words. Kissing down his chest, I dunked myself underwater to his dick.
When he’d had enough, he guided my head out of the water, most likely knowing I couldn’t stay under too long. After grabbing a towel, he lifted me out of the tub and headed out of the bathroom.
“It’s my turn,” he whispered hungrily.
Chapter 10
Becky
Dressed in my form fitting sweater dress with my black high heels, which Matthew loved when I wore, I got to the restaurant a bit early. Flipping through my messages on my phone to pass time, I waited for Matthew to meet me for dinner. It was one of our favorite Mexican restaurants that we went to on a regular basis. The restaurant was located halfway between his workplace and my apartment. It was a perfect place to meet when neither of us had decided to spend the night at each other’s house.
Matthew was usually on time, but for some reason not today. Wanting to make sure I hadn’t missed his call or text, I checked again. When I didn’t get a message from him, I called...no answer.
“Will Matthew be joining you?” our usual waitress, Donna, asked, refilling my cup. Too busy with my wild
imagination, I didn’t realize I had gulped it down. It was easy to drink that fast with a straw.
I started fidgeting with the menu. “He’s just a little late.”
“Oh, no worries, hun. There was an accident about an hour ago, miles from here. They had to close off two lanes. That’s what I’ve been hearing in their conversations.” Donna glanced around. “Everybody who just came in was complaining about it. I’m sure he’s stuck in traffic. If you’d like to order first, let me know. I’ll be back.”
“Thanks.” Donna’s words gave me goose bumps. I tried to calm myself by thinking Matthew was late because of a meeting he couldn’t get out of, but he would have called to let me know. Another thought was that Matthew was stuck in traffic. His cell phone had run out of battery or he’d forgotten his phone at the office.
Looking at my phone again, I realized he was half an hour late. Yup, that did it. My heart pounded hard against my chest with ugly thoughts. I panicked and dialed Max. Please pick up, Max. There was no answer.
Just as I was about to dial Jenna, the phone rang. The caller ID flashed an unknown number. I debated picking it up, but in hopes that it was Matthew I did. The tension I had a few seconds ago disappeared when I heard a male’s voice. I let out the breath I was holding when I knew it was Matthew for sure.
“Matthew,” I greeted him with the most welcoming tone.
“I’m so sorry, Becca. You must have been worried.”
I laughed. “I was. Actually, I was about to call the police and say that someone kidnapped you.”
When Matthew didn’t laugh, I knew something was wrong. “Becca, I don’t want you to worry, but I’m at the hospital. They finally let me call you.”
“What?” I think everyone in the restaurant heard my desperation. “Are you hurt? Are you okay? What happened?” I couldn’t help it. I fired out a bunch of questions at once. I needed answers and I wanted them now.
“I’m fine. I got into a car accident. Can you pick me up at the hospital? I’ll tell you everything. You can even take good care of me.” His tone was flirty at the end, but I didn’t respond. My heart that had taken a dive off the cliff was trying to find its steady beat.
“I’ll be right there. Which hospital?”
“General Hospital.”
After I explained to Donna what had happened to Matthew, she confirmed that he was most likely involved in the accident that people were talking about.
“Can you drop me off at home, Becca?” Matthew asked, gazing out the passenger’s window.
Matthew looked so tired and worn, but he was still sexy in his suit. I loved it when he wore dark gray. Looking so sleek and all business-like, I couldn’t help the naughty thoughts that ran wildly in my head. “Sure. I can do that. How are you getting to work tomorrow?”
“Max will take me to work. Since my car is in the auto shop, he is going to take me to rent a car.”
I signaled and turned left. “I could take you. You know you can ask me.”
Matthew turned to me. “I know. It will be easier. I can go to the office with Max since he lives above me. You’ll have to go out of your way.”
“I don’t mind.”
Matthew slipped his hand into mine and continued to look out the window. He was deep in thought.
“So...want to tell me what happened?” I tried to bring humor to this situation because it was dead silent in the car. “Were you too busy looking at a pretty girl walking down the street that you forgot to look at the road ahead?”
Matthew chuckled lightly and gave me that suave, sexy grin that made me want to pull down my panties for him. “Yeah...I thought that pretty girl was you. I only have eyes for you, Becca.”
That was pretty smooth, and I couldn’t help but smile. However, I needed answers so I changed the tone of the conversation. “How bad was the accident? What happened?”
“It was a red light for the other driver. Instead of stopping, he decided to go for it. What a stupid idiot. I can’t stand people that drive like that.” Matthew was flustered, as if he was reliving that moment. “It was a green light for me. I headed for the intersection. By the time I saw the car, it was too late. I tried to swerve around it. It happened so fast that it was impossible to stop the collision. You know what makes me mad? The man was driving under the influence of alcohol. I could smell it on his breath when he got out of the car to talk to me.”
“Did he get arrested?”
“All I know was that the officer was testing him. I’m sure he was arrested. Luckily, the officer was nearby so it only took him about five minutes to get to us. Someone had already called the ambulance, too. Since my car was really trashed, I called the tow truck. After the cop got my information, I left. The accident happened right in front of the hospital. How convenient.” There was sarcasm in his tone. “I went inside to call you. My cell phone is somewhere in the car. I couldn’t find it.
“You know what makes this situation worse? His friend. He didn’t reek of alcohol, but he didn’t say a word. He should have been the designated driver. How stupid is he?” Matthew started getting fired up again. “You do not get in the car with a wasted person, and you do not let your friend drive drunk. I don’t care what that asshole said to his friend to convince him he was fine. That is just fucked up. I don’t understand people.”
With one of my hands on the steering wheel, the other began rubbing his arm for comfort. I exhaled a long sigh. “Maybe his friend didn’t know he was out of it.”
“Either that or he’s just a dumb fuck.”
“Well, I’m glad you’re safe.”
“Me too. The right side of the car was smashed in. I got really lucky.”
“Nurse Becca will take good care of you.”
Matthew smiled at me with twinkle in his eyes, like he was envisioning a scenario with the both of us in it. “Nurse Becca, I hurt everywhere. I’m going to need a lot of tender loving care.”
“Nurse Becca is good at making her patient, Matthew, feel better...everywhere.”
Matthew batted his eyelashes at me. I couldn’t help take a quick look at him when he leaned to my side. Thank goodness we were at a red light. “Would you like to start tonight?”
I let out a small chuckle and playfully rolled my eyes. “You feeling up to it? You want me to stay the night?”
Matthew’s bottom lip curled down and gave me a lost puppy look. Oh God! He looked so adorable. I wanted to eat him up in the car. “Please...I’ll beg if you want me to.”
When he leaned even closer, my body succumbed to his proximity. It didn’t matter where we were or what we were doing, his body being that close to mine gave me electrifying tingles. I could already feel the erotic heat spreading through every part of me. Of course he didn’t have to beg; I had already planned to stay the night.
Chapter 11
Becky
Matthew lived in Max’s penthouse complex, except on the floor below Max. I wondered if Jenna was there. It was getting harder to see her on a daily basis; she was either at Max’s or I was at Matthew’s.
For a man’s place, Matthew kept it pretty clean. It did help that he had a maid do his laundry, go to the dry cleaner for him, and tidy things up for him. Spoiled! His place was decorated with modern yet elegant furniture. The back wall, which was nothing but glass, gave an amazing view of the city lights below.
We swung by a restaurant, picked up Chinese takeout, and ate at his place. After dinner was done, we washed up and settled on the bed. Matthew picked up a magazine from his nightstand to read. With his back against several pillows, he finally looked relaxed. I could feel his eyes flickering to me, then back to his magazine. Matthew was acting adorable. He wanted my attention, but he tried not to show it. Seeing me engrossed in a book, I assumed he didn’t want to bother me.
At first I was sucked away and I couldn’t stop reading, but always aware of Matthew’s movement no matter what I was doing. I took a peek of him from the corner of my eyes; I couldn’t help it. I wanted to see wha
t he would do next to get my attention.
Matthew shifted, cleared his throat, and turned the page again. It took every ounce of self-control to keep from giggling. Playing along, I turned away from him slightly so my back was to him. When I heard him release a small growl, I knew he was annoyed.
Suddenly, Matthew slipped his arms around my waist and spun me around. His legs anchored over mine, and he snatched my book away, imprisoning me with his hands. His lips were a breath away from mine. “I don’t think you need that.”
“Hey! That’s not nice. I was reading.”
“The book is getting more attention than me.” Matthew curled his lips into that sexy pout. At that moment, I wanted to eat him up, but I controlled myself. “I don’t like it when your book boyfriends steal you away from me. Who is it this time?”
I played along. “His name is Mason.”
“Really?” Matthew’s eyebrows pinched at the center. “So you’re admitting you have a book boyfriend? What’s so special about Mason?”
“Is this a trick question? ’Cause you know I read for a living, right?”
Matthew’s hand ran through my hair. “I do. I know many things about you, like where you like to be kissed.” With a gentle twist of my neck, Matthew opened his lips and ever so softly started sucking on that tender spot right below my earlobe. Then he stopped and looked at me. “Well...you haven’t answered me.”
Feeling dazed, I blinked my eyes back to him and tried to remember what he had asked. “Ummm...Mason is a demi-god. He can shoot electricity bolts from his hands.”
“Now I understand why the book is called From Gods.”
