by LK Collins
I wanted to show him the closet, so I said, “I think it’s time we get you out of that suit don’t you?”
He nodded his head, and when I walked into closet, he followed me in. What was once a bare space with empty shelves and bars now was packed full. This was my time to re-pay him for all of the kindness and love he had shown me. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist, looking up into his hazel eyes. He went to speak, and I pressed my fingers against his lips.
When he kissed my fingers, I said, “Baby, I want to give you what you’ve given me. You’ve shown me how to love, and have loved me in a way I’d never known was possible. You make me feel confident and beautiful every minute of every day. You are my love and fulfill every little piece of me. I wanted to surprise you with this. I couldn’t think of a better way to repay you then moving in. Vincent, I love you and have since the moment I laid eyes on you. I am giving you my heart, and I trust you will forever protect and cherish it.”
A small tear escaped the inside corner of my eye. Vincent leaned in and kissed it away before it reached my lips.
“Alexa, you have no idea how happy you’ve made me. I would’ve never thought in a million years I would have found someone as special as you. And here I am, looking into your amazing green eyes, with the taste of your joyous tear on my lips. And now we’re living together, where I get to love you and be loved in return. You are the most amazing thing in this world, and you’re mine. I love you so much, baby.”
Tears glossed over his eyes, and I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, pulling him to me. I kissed each of his eyes, tasting his salty tears. I moved my mouth to his and pressed my lips firmly to him. He opened his mouth and moved his tongue into mine while our hands gripped each other’s bodies.
He lifted the hem of my tank top, pulling it over my head. I undid my bra and let it to fall to the floor as I continued to kiss him. Pushing his coat off of his shoulders, I quickly unbuttoned his vest and then unknotted his tie. His hand slid into my pants while I tried to undress him and it caused me to stop. The feeling made my body tingle, and I froze bracing, myself on the large built-in dresser behind me.
His skilled hand spread me open, and he circled my tender clit. I let my head fall back and moaned. He leaned into me and kissed my neck, sucking with strength and slid two fingers inside of me.
Once his fingers were inside, he moved them in and out while he sucked on my breasts. All I could do was hold onto the dresser behind me and focus on standing.
“I love how you tighten your pussy around my fingers like that.”
I whimpered and moved to kiss him again. His hand moved faster and pushed my body into a frenzy. I kissed and sucked on his tongue.
He slowed his movements, but didn’t stop kissing me. He kept his fingers inside of me and was almost on top of me. We looked into one another’s eyes, and he stopped kissing me. His thumb rested on my clit as he spoke.
“Do you really live here now, or am I dreaming?”
“Look around you at all my bags and shoes, I definitely live here now.”
“Good, because we’re not leaving here all weekend. I plan to stay buried deep inside of you christening every room of our home.”
“Closet is first?”
“That it is.”
He removed my leggings and his pants. He started to unbutton his shirt, and I couldn’t stop myself. I sauntered over to him, naked, and tore it open. The buttons flew across the room, and he looked into my eyes with hunger. I walked him backwards to the large ottoman in the corner. Pushing him into it, he grabbed me and I flew on top of him.
I kneeled next to him and grabbed his cock. Leaning down, I sank my mouth around him. I swirled my tongue over the tip as I sucked. He grabbed my body, moving me so I was straddling his face. We were in the perfect sixty-nine position. He gripped my ass and latched onto my clit. As soon as his mouth touched me, I went into overdrive. Sucking hard and jerking him even harder. Our bodies were hot, and his hands were digging into my ass.
I was close to coming but wanted him inside of me. I stopped sucking and looked back at him. He stopped, and I moved to straddle him.
“Turn around,” he commanded.
I did so and he lifted me by my hips with his front to my back. I reached between us and placed his warm dick inside of me. As I sat there, his hands moved to my nipples and his mouth feverishly attacked my back with kisses. I braced my hands on his knees and started to move. The feeling was exquisite. I leaned forward and popped my ass up and down, making smooth movements to rub that sweet spot.
“Oh God, Lex. You feel so good,” he said and slapped my ass hard. I almost came from that one smack. I loved it when he spanked me, and he knew it. He helped me move my body. We worked together, pleasuring one another and getting closer and closer to coming.
He spanked me again, and I cried out loud and let go. Coming hard from his big cock and the firm slap he landed on my ass, it was still tingling. A long low moan came from Vincent as he came with me.
Once we stopped moving, he stood us up and scooped me in his arms. This was the fastest he had ever moved after sex. He carried me out of the closet and took us into the kitchen, sitting me on the cool granite counter top.
“Lie back,” he demanded.
I did as he asked and watched him as he turned and opened the fridge. He had a bottle of chocolate syrup in his hand, and I cocked an eyebrow at him. “What are you planning on doing with that?”
“I worked all day and I’m hungry, plus you just fucked the shit out of me. So I’m going to eat my two favorite things for dinner: you and chocolate.”
I quivered thinking of him licking chocolate off of my body. He popped open the top and drizzled the syrup from my collarbone to my left breast, around my nipple then right down and around my sex.
I looked in his eyes and saw hunger burning as he licked his lips. The effect this man had on my body was like nothing else. I surrendered my mind, body, and soul over to him.
“Lean back and close your eyes, beautiful.”
I leaned all the way back, and spread my arms above my head. As I closed my eyes I felt like I was dreaming. Then the reality of the situation hit me, as Vincent’s mouth touched me and started licking the syrup off. I finally had what I was looking for my entire life. Although, I lived behind a wall, and had been scared to ever love anyone. Vincent pulled me out of my shell, he showed me how to love, and loved me for being just the way I was. I reached down and gripped his hair, watching him lick my body. He looked at me with those hazel eyes, and that panty-dropping smile. He licked my sex, and my head fell back. I tugged on his hair, and couldn’t wait to fuck him in every room of our home.
I run my hands through the soft fur of my new pup, Blair. He’s our new husky, I’ve always wanted one, and Alexa surprised me on Christmas morning with this ridiculously cute little guy. He’s now eight months old, and no longer little. I, of course, went a little more extreme and bought her a Porsche Carrera Twin Turbo. She needed her own sports car, and loves the Carrera, so I got her one.
It’s now March and the first 70 degree day we have had all year. Alexa demanded we have an impromptu BBQ to enjoy the weather. I sit back, watching her sip her wine while she talks with Lincoln and Bridgette. She made the decision to call Lincoln shortly after she moved in, and their relationship has since blossomed. Telling Bridgette wasn’t easy. Lex made herself sick for a week over it. When she finally got up enough courage to tell Bridgette, she was more than understanding and even excited to have a brother.
I watch the three of them together, and it’s like they had all grown up with one another. Lincoln is a genuine, down to earth guy, and I really like him. He has been through so much in his life. I love that he is caring and brutally honest.
A light gust of wind comes through the back yard, blowing Alexa’s hair into her face. She’s so delicate as she takes her fingers and sweeps it behind her ears. The breeze moves her short summer dress in just the right way
so I can see the bottom of her ass cheek. Her nipples strain against the thin material of her dress and my cock twitches as I imagine fucking her while she screams my name. Blair walks by her, and his tail moves her dress, this time I get a glimpse of her thigh with that tattoo she got for me. It’s a simple V with an intricate heart. That tattoo means the world to me. I’m going to repay that favor really soon.
Blair barks and runs towards the sliding door. I turn behind me and see my dad and Abel as they come out to the back yard. I get up to greet them, and the others join me. Alexa is by my side, and I can’t help myself from pulling her against me and pressing her sweet lips to mine. She tastes like she always does, minty with a twist of coconut from that delicious lip-gloss she always wears. I should invest in stock in that company with how much I like it.
“Love you,” she whispers in my ear.
“I love you more, baby.”
Abel and I go inside to get the food to put on the grill.
“How are you holding up, brother?” he asks and pats my back.
“How do you think I am holding up? I’m a nervous fucking wreck. What if she says ‘no?’”
“Dude, there is no way she’s going to say ‘no.’ You two are meant for each other, stop letting your head fuck with you. This is Alexa, okay?”
I know I shouldn’t be nervous. I plan on asking her to marry me tonight after everyone leaves and we’re alone. I have waited as long as I can. She is my soul mate, fate has brought us together and we promised each other forever. I guess I am still damaged from what Angela did to me, and it is causing me to doubt myself.
“Dude, it’s going to fine.” Abel says.
“I hope so. Help me take this food out to the grill.”
When we walk outside, Alexa’s laugh catches my attention. She glances at me out of the corner of her eye, and I can’t help the warm smile that spreads across my face. When she sees me smile at her, she shyly looks away and continues to talk with her sister and brother. I love that look, the one she gives me when she acts shy. She’s the sexiest woman I have ever seen, and she pushes my limits, not only sexually, but emotionally. Still to this day, I know I will never get enough of her.
I throw an assortment of meats onto the grill, and all I can think about is getting down on one knee in a few hours. What am I going to say? Is it too soon? Will she like the ring?
Just then, her tiny arms wrap around my waist, and she rests her face against my back. All of my uneasiness washes away the minute I feel her touch. She’s my life, and without her, there is no me.
“Mmm, it smells good. I’m starving,” she says.
“Good, baby. It’s about done if you want to get everyone seated and bring the sides out.”
“Okay. I love you,” she says and kisses my back. I don’t think I’ll ever hear her say those words enough. “Will you guys help me bring out the sides?” she asks my Dad and Abel.
They follow her inside, and Cara comes out the sliding door a few seconds later and heads straight towards me.
“Hey. I got everything set up for you. There’s like a million white rose petals and even more candles. Is there anything else you need?”
“Nope, that’s all. Cara, you have no idea how much your help means to me. Thanks.”
“Are you kidding me? You are about to make my best friend the happiest woman in the world. It’s the least I can do.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll repay you. I promise. Whatever you want.”
She laughs and says, “Oh my God. Really? Like a new car?”
“If she says ‘yes,’” I whisper, “Then absolutely. I’ll buy you a new car.”
Alexa, Abel, and my Dad come back with arms full of food.
“Hey when did you get here?” Alexa asks Cara.
“I just got here. I snuck around back, I rang the doorbell but no one answered.”
“You could have just come in, Cara,”
“It’s fine, really. Let me help you set this down so we can eat. I’m starving.”
We all sit down and take our time eating. I keep my hand on Lex’s thigh the whole time, and thankfully no one can see my erection under the table.
I notice Abel being particularly quiet. I watch him as he sits back, sipping on his beer, observing Lincoln and Cara, who are laughing. I’ve never seen my brother show much interest in a girl. Until Cara, he is usually a one-time guy and that is it, but something about her has peaked his interest. I hate seeing him like this, and Cara is one of my friends so I need to be careful about how I proceed with giving him advice.
“Are you guys done?” Cara asks us.
Lex and I nod our heads and Cara starts collecting our plates with hers and takes them inside. Abel gets up as well and follows her inside. Shit. I told him to leave her alone, but he’s a persistent little prick.
“Where is your brother?” my dad asks me.
I point inside where I see him talking to Cara in the kitchen. He’s inches from her face, leaning against the counter with his hands on her hips.
“Well we better get going son,” he says, giving me a hug and whispering into my ear, “Good luck tonight, son. I really love Alexa. Your mother would be proud of you.”
I hug him back and release him so he can go and hug Alexa. She has come to love him like a father, and I am so grateful that we have him in our lives.
He walks inside, yelling at Abel, causing him to jerk away from Cara. The two of them walk off together, and I notice Cara’s face is bright red as she runs her hands through her hair and shakes her head.
I grab Lex’s hand and lead her inside. I’m anxious to get her upstairs.
“Everything okay with you and Abel?” I ask Cara as we walk inside.
She laughs. “I’m not even getting into that tonight. I’m beat. Do you mind if I run so I get home and to bed?”
“Of course. Are you sure you’re okay?” Alexa asks.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just tired.” Cara pulls us both into a hug. “I love you both and am so happy that you found each other.”
Alexa scrunches her eyebrows. “Boy, maybe you are tired. It’s not like you to get all sappy. Time for you to get home and rest.”
“I mean it,” she says.
“We know you do. Thanks for helping clean up. We’ll see you later.”
After she leaves, Alexa heads back into the kitchen and starts rinsing the dishes. I walk up behind her and turn the water off. Taking the dish out of her hand and turning her towards me, she looks at me confused, but I don’t give her time to speak. I lift her in my arms and walk us upstairs and to our bedroom.
As I enter our room, I hear her breath hitch. The room is completely covered in white rose petals. You can barely see the floor and the bed underneath them all. Cara was right, there are a ton of candles as well.
“What is all this for?” she asks.
I look deep into her green eyes, feeling her sweet breath on my skin. I take a deep breath and set her down on her feet.
“This is for you, my love.”
I walk over to my nightstand and open the drawer, grabbing the blue Tiffany box, and when I turned to her, she stands frozen and beautiful right where I set her down. As I walk back to her, she looks at me with so much love and adoration. I know I’m the luckiest bastard in the world. I stand in front of her and kiss her nose.
With that kiss, I get down on one knee and profess my love.
To have this book completed is a dream come true. To allow that dream to become a reality, is first and foremost, because of my husband, William. This book would not be possible if it wasn’t for you. You sparked this idea within me and motivated me beyond belief. You dealt with many late nights and months of excessive laziness. I’m indebted to you, always and forever. I love you beyond words.
To my best friend Kate, you are the dirtiest snot I know, and I wouldn’t have you any other way. Thank you for dealing with my obsessiveness and constant text messages. You had a dream I would write a book, and little did you know, I had just st
arted writing. If that’s not fate I don’t know what is.
To my amazing editor, Mary Kelley, of Adept Edits. There are not enough words to describe how appreciative I am to have you in my life. You are extremely talented at what you do. Thank you for the countless hours of help, guidance, and yes, even yelling. You gave me the upmost amount of confidence within myself and helped me to mold this story into the perfect tale that it is today. I could not have completed this project without you. I enjoyed being tangled up with you in a war of words and look forward to many more.
To the best group of beta readers a girl could ask for. JC Emery, all I can say is, ‘kiss on the mouth’ because I owe you one. You spent more time than I even knew was humanly possible on this project. You made me laugh, cry, and most importantly, you made me become a better writer. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. RL Griffin, you neglected your family to indulge in the world I created and gave me nothing but kudos. Thank you. Katie Mac, thank you for taking the time to read my book while being beyond busy. I will forever be grateful for your open and honest feedback.
For my media team, whose countless hours of help and dealing with my incisiveness made this book a reality. Thank you all. Allie Brennan of B Design. I think we did three different covers, and you never complained. Third time’s a charm, girl. You nailed it. Danielle Torella, you created a true masterpiece and captured exactly what I wanted in the photo trailer for Alexa and Vincent. I appreciate your patience and for making change after change while never complaining.
Holly at Iloveindiebooks, you jumped on board without blinking an eye when I asked for your help. You gave me a chance and took time out of your busy schedule to help me. Thank you for your patience and countless hours of help.
Then there are all of the amazing authors I have met along this journey. There are too many of you to name. You all know who you are, and I appreciate the hours of conversations and help. What once was the unknown for me has now been discovered because of all of your help and guidance.
