by C. M. Steele
She nods, biting her lip. Her pussy has got to be aching after I tore her virgin body up. “I’m not taking you just yet, but I’m going to make you come, baby.” She whimpers as I slide down the sheet. “Open your thighs,” I order. She relaxes and with her knees bent she spreads her legs wide. I throw it off her and run my fingers down her blonde curls and into her sweet, tight pussy. She’s wet, soaking my fingers, but it’s still hard to get deep into her slit. I take her round, plump tit into my mouth, sucking on perfection and sending her hip grinding up into my hand. I feel her orgasm slams into her, coating my fingers.
“Roman,” she cries out until her body settles down. Growling, I suck and mark her breast.
Smiling up at the sexy woman who stole my heart, I tell her, “I love the way you come for me and cry my name.” I’m hard as fuck, but this isn’t about me. It’s all about my woman who gave me her virginity even when I’ve fucked up big time.
“Lindsay, why? Why did you give it to me? I thought you were mad at me?”
“I was, but Katherine was right. You didn’t mean to hold the truth back, it was part of your job. I’m sure if we’d met in different circumstances, you would have told me what you do without hesitation.”
“You’re damn right. I tried to stay away, but you were just standing there, and I couldn’t miss getting to know you in person.” Her stomach begins to rumble. “Someone’s hungry.”
“I am. Oops. You weren’t supposed to hear that.”
“Well, I’m glad I did. How does a pizza sound?”
“Good to me, but you’re going to need some groceries in here, so I can cook something that isn’t fast food. You’re going to make me fat.”
“We have a big gym to help you work it off if you want, but I think we have a new exercise.” I suggestively wag my brows and cup her pretty pussy.
“That’ll work too, but that kitchen is too beautiful not to use,” she murmurs, wiggling her bottom.
“Fine, I’ll send the guys out tomorrow. Now kiss me and tell me what kind you want,” I demand, stealing a kiss before she can even give me one.
“Pepperoni please.”
“On it,” I say, popping up from the bed to get it done before I take her again.
Chapter 14
Roman
Three days passed and there was no sign of Guest. The bastard caused total chaos then vanished. I know he’s nowhere near done with Lindsay, but I’m going to do whatever I can to stop him from getting anywhere close to her. The doorbell rings, and it’s my parents. They’re coming to meet Lindsay for the first time. I open the door, and it’s them along with Brent and Katherine.
“Come in,” I welcome them even though I wasn’t expecting her brother. He and I haven’t spoken since he found out about us. It’s not because he’s pissed or at least he hasn’t shown it. After I close the door, I turn and feel it. Brent gut-checks me. “Damn it, Brent,” Katherine yells, coming to me.
“Katherine, get away from him before I kick his ass.”
“Idiot,” she bites out, rolling her eyes and stepping to the side of me.
“No, I deserve that,” I grunt out, trying to straighten up. The bastard pulled a quick one, but he earned it. I was hired to protect his sister not fuck her on every surface I could. And that’s what we’ve been doing since the first day here.
“Damn right you did, and if you ever treat my sister bad, you’ll get a lot worse than that.”
“You can bet I’ll never do that. She’s my princess.”
“Well, now that you boys got that out of your system where is my future daughter-in-law?” my mother says, walking past us looking around the staircases.
“She’s baking in the kitchen.”
“I’m betting she’s trying to straighten up before you all see the mess she’s made,” Katherine teases.
Brent laughs lightly shaking his head. “Yep and she can make a mess.”
I push the kitchen door and see the kitchen and my pretty little blonde covered in flour. She blows her hair out of her face. “I swear it will taste better than I look.”
“Fuck, it’s going to be delicious.” I’m staring at her like she’s on the menu. Well once everyone leaves she’ll be my dessert. I groan because my cock needs to be in her. I walk around the counter where she’s finishing the design on the pie she’s about to put in the oven, and I slide my hands around her waist. “Baby, I’d like to introduce you to my parents, Diane and Edmond Wolf, and you’ve met my sister Casey very briefly.”
“Hello,” she says, wiping her hands on the bottom of her apron. She comes around, leaving my arms to shake their hands. That’s not going to do for my mother. She pulls Lindsay into a hug.
“Oh no, I’ve gotten flour all over you.”
“Nonsense I did it. Besides, it’s so lovely to see someone who can take care of Roman.”
“Yeah, I didn’t know he had stuff in here for baking.”
“He didn’t. He sent his men to the store,” she complains, crossing her arms.
“Good, Linds, it’s still not safe out there for you,” Brent reminds her, making the gut punch a little more tolerable.
“See, I told you, baby.” I come around and stand behind her. She glares at me then smiles up at me, so I steal a kiss. Fuck who’s around, she’s mine.
“Okay, let’s go play some pool while dinner’s cooking,” my dad says.
“I’m all for that,” Brent cheers. Katherine adds, “Me too. Men, please go play. Lindsay and I have a lot to talk about.” I’m not sure if Katherine and Brent are a thing, but he’s definitely worried about the two of them talking alone. That look on his face said a fuck ton.
“Fine, Lindsay, are you okay without me?”
“Yes, Roman. This is my area of expertise. Go have fun.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, now shoo.” We leave them alone, and I lead them to the game area. Brent’s eyes widen at this room. I haven’t really used it because I haven’t been here long, but it’s going to be great for Lindsay and me and any kids we have.
“What’s up with you and Katherine?” I ask him, pulling out the balls and rack.
“Nothing. She’s just my sister’s friend.” He sounds put off about it. I let it go and rack up.
Chapter 15
Lindsay
I do my best to act normal around Roman’s mother. She’s amazingly sweet, but this is all new to me, and I’m afraid to make a mistake. “So what gossip do you have for Lindsay?” Casey asks. “Is it about Lindsay’s hot brother?”
“No. It’s about your hot brother?” Katherine snarks and Casey sticks her finger in her mouth pretending to gag.
My bestie picks up a cookie from the jar on the counter, and I ask, “What’s up, Katherine?”
“I don’t know. I just wanted them to leave us alone. I’ve spent three days in your brother’s presence, and he’s been a total pain in the ass, but they wouldn’t let me leave. I’ve been stealing your clothes since I can’t go back to my place.”
“No biggie. Sorry, Brent is being an ass. Guys act crazy when they are goofy over a girl.” Katherine drops the cookie on the counter.
“What do you mean goofy over a girl? Your brother isn’t interested in me. He’s like a big brother who thinks he knows what’s best for me.” She rolls her eyes, but Mrs. Wolf and I share a look. She’s blinder than a bat to it.
“Well, I think he’s so hot. I wonder if he is looking for a date. I’m sure it would piss Roman off.”
“He’s not interested in dating he said,” she bit out with more venom than a rattler. I’ve never seen her like that before, and it makes me happy. She’s perfect for Brent’s quiet, steadfast nature.
“Fine, well we’ll see if he’s willing to change his mind,” Casey remarks, looking at herself with her phone.
“Excuse me. I have to use the restroom.” Katherine disappears, leaving the room rapidly.
“Casey, you’re such a brat,” Mrs. Wolf scolds, swatting Casey’s hand
.
“Come on, Mom. It’s fun. Maybe they’ll make a move on each other.”
Rolling my eyes with a smirk, I remind them, “I need to finish dinner.”
“Okay, we’ll help. After all, I want to impress your brother.” Casey sways her hips and gives her curls a fluff with her hand.
“Girl, are you trying to get into a fight tonight?”
“It’ll be entertaining to watch.” She winks, then adds, “Life can get boring being guarded like a prison most days.”
“What do you need us to do, Lindsay?”
“Mrs. Wolf, I really don’t need any help. I’m making a large roast and veggies with a side salad which is all I have left to make.”
“Well, I can chop, and Casey can help you clean up.”
“Okay, let’s get to this before they come in looking for food.”
Chapter 16
Roman
The second everyone is out of the house, I have Lindsay pinned to the door. “Dinner was fantastic, and so was dessert, but I need something sweeter.” I drop before her, pulling down her jeans and panties. Lifting her thighs over my shoulders, I plunge my tongue into her folds, eating my favorite treat. The feel of her wet cunt on my tongue has my cock throbbing. I reach down and open up my pants, slipping out my dick and stroking it once. “Come for me because I’m so hard, I’m going to nut on the floor. Give it to me.”
“I’m coming,” she cries out, grasping my hair pulling and fucking her orgasm on my face. I pull her off me and get up, thrusting my cock into her in one smooth motion. “Roman, fuck, I’m going to come again,” she shouts, clutching onto my shoulders, digging her nails on me and I love the pain.
“Good, baby, I want you coming on my cock. You know how I love the way your tight pussy hugs my thickness, squeezing me and pulling my seed into you. You want that, don’t you? Do you want my baby growing in your belly?”
“Yes, Roman. Give me your baby,” she says, grabbing my face and kissing me out of control. I push my tongue and play with hers, deepening the kiss and slamming her harder against the door. “I’m coming.” And I can feel her pussy demanding my load. I follow her pumping my cum into her.
We both slide to the floor, a tired, sweaty mess. “Lindsay, will you marry me?” She nods, hurriedly. I pull the ring out of my pocket and slide it on her finger. Her eyes widen at the three-carat diamond solitaire.
“It’s massive, Roman.”
“You don’t like it?” Fuck, I know she’s simple when it comes to everything, but I thought she deserved the best.
She kisses me and hugs me. “I freaking love it. You do everything big,” she whispers in my ear, nipping my earlobe.
“But I’m not overcompensating.” I’ve been teasing her after overhearing her friend talk about my love of oversized things. I like shit comfortable, so sue me.
“That I know,” she moans, sliding her hand between us and rubbing my cock. “Goodness, you’re ready again.”
“I’m always ready for you, babe. Marry me.”
“Whenever you want.”
“Does next week sound good?” I suggest, wondering if that’s too soon.
“Can we get married here?”
“Absolutely.” I pull her in for a kiss, then drag her to lay on the floor. “Anything you want, my love.” I thrust my cock into her again, fucking her on the cold surface.
“I want to come again.”
“As you wish,” I promise, fucking my woman until she screams my name two more times.
Chapter 17
Lindsay
“We have to go now. The dress shop opens, and we need something fast. I know you want to find the perfect dress,” Katherine says, dragging me out to the waiting car. Several of the guards will be coming with us, but Roman has to work and plus he can’t see me in my dress.
“I’m hurrying. Casey is meeting us there. Are you two going to have a problem?”
“No. I know she was fucking with me. If you saw the way she was staring at Denver, it was worse than the way her brother eye fucks you.”
“Well, that’s good news. I don’t want you two to fight today. This is very important.”
“I know. You don’t have to worry about me at all. I’m so happy for you Linds. Roman is a great guy. I’m glad you worked it out and aren’t letting anything get in the way.”
“It would be nice if that bastard wasn’t lurking around.”
“They haven’t seen him since that day, so maybe he’s gone and left. Too intimidated by Roman’s team of kick-ass bodyguards.”
“I suppose you’re right, but I can’t get my hopes up just yet.”
“Then just forget it for now. It’s wedding planning time.” There’s not going to be a lot of attendees. It’s a small affair, and we’re going to have it in the large foyer followed by a party for us. Most of the people will be friends of the groom. I don’t mind because I’ve been forced into isolation and I like his friends and employees.
“Let’s do this.” We pull up to the shop just in time to see the open sign flipped. The guys get out of the two vehicles first before they let us out. Maybe Katherine’s right and all the danger’s a thing of the past.
Once it’s all clear, the guys lead us into the store. I feel like I’m someone special or something and I’m sure any onlookers are wondering the same thing. The owner of the dress shop seems overly eager to help. Having received our call the day before, she had several dresses laid out for me to see that fit my tastes and size.
“Ms. Moore, here’s all the ones we have presently available. I’m sorry that we couldn’t find more for you to select from.” She’s gathered fourteen different gowns all with the ball like princess look I adore so much. Roman added that money wasn’t an object on the phone so I’m certain she was willing to bring out her best.
“Madam LaRoe, your shop has been on the top lists in the country. I’d be thrilled to have one of them to wear on my wedding day.”
“Aren’t you the most beautiful thing ever. Mr. Wolf is very lucky.”
“He would certainly agree,” Casey says, entering the shop with Mrs. Wolf. “I’d say he hit a home run with her. While she’s trying on some pretty dresses, I think we need to find something to wear for all of us.”
“Ooh, I forgot about that part.”
“Yes, and ladies matching colors at least since you’re my lovely maids.”
“Really?” they squeal at the same time.
“Of course. Without either of you and this wouldn’t be happening. Or at least the way it is today. I’m so happy to have both of you in my life. Now let’s hurry before Roman starts checking in on me.”
For two hours we look and pick out the most beautiful looks. The girls will wear matching one shouldered A-line burgundy dresses that go to the knee. They are perfect, and I’m sure their respective men are going to lose their shit. I personally will go in a V-neck ball gown with tulle and lace. It’s flowy and makes me feel like I’m a princess.
“My son is going to…oh heavens, I’m going to cry.” Mrs. Wolf breaks down for a moment, but ever the graceful woman she is, it doesn’t last more than a minute. “You are perfect, and I’d be honored if you called me Diane or mom if you’d like, that is.”
“Mom, that sounds wonderful. And just like that my phone chooses to ring. Any guess who it is?” I tease, hugging her briefly before answering it. “Hello darling,” I answer in my sweetest classy voice I can muster. His mother steps away to give us some privacy.
“Hello, babe. I’m just making sure everything is going smoothly. I’m going to be here pretty late today.”
“I thought so. You’ve been doing as much as you can at home.”
“Yes, I have six debriefings and two more meetings with potential clients.”
“None female I hope. I’m kidding.” I’m not; I’m freaking jealous.
“Actually no, I don’t have any female clients. Most people that come in here aren’t female anyway. I miss you, Lindsay. I can’t wait to hav
e my tongue buried between your thighs tonight.”
“I might be sleeping by then, but it would be an excellent way to wake up,” I reply
“I agree. I’m going into a meeting. I’ll call you later.”
And that he did. By the end of the night, I’m tucked in bed having talked to Roman six more times. Not that I’m complaining, but he made sure to check on me as often as possible. I wake up at ten thirty to the feel of his hands running over my skin, sliding the tee shirt I took from his drawer, up over my hips. “Mm. I’m home, babe,” he whispers, kissing my mound, then moving lower, the second his tongue touches my clit, my hips buck up. “I could stay here all night.” He eats my pussy until I’m singing his name, then he does it again. This time I’m too tired to open my eyes. “Sleep my lovely Lindsay. I can’t wait until the weekend, and you become my wife.” He wraps his arms around me, and we fall asleep together. Life is perfect.
Chapter 18
Roman
She’s taking longer than I like. The wedding starts in three minutes, and I hear she’s not ready. Brent just came back down saying she needs ten more minutes. I’m panicking that she’s somehow changed her mind. It takes my dad and several of my guards to hold me back from running up and carrying her back down to the officiant. Katherine comes out from the stairwell and calls for Brent. I can breathe again. The music plays, and my heart’s popping out of my chest. I stand next to the officiant as I wait for my future to come toward me. As they come down the staircase, my mouth drops open. She’s the most enchanting woman in the perfect gown who’s looking at me with the love I’ve dreamed of.
When she reaches me, I can see she’s been crying, but it doesn’t take away from the perfection of this moment. I know she’s overwhelmed and saddened. Her parents aren’t here to celebrate with us today. Brent handed his sister over without fuss, placing a kiss on her cheek. “I love you,” he whispers before taking his seat. Brent’s a really good guy with flaws, but none of those flaws take away from the fact that he loves his sister.
