This girl will be the death of me, I decide. I understand why she didn’t think about Ashfield being the asshole that was torturing her for the last week. It was business related. She was thinking along personal lines.
Carter would have gotten down to that in the next 24 hours had he not set her deck on fire. Part of me wanted to thank him for speeding up the process. I know that today has been a lot for her, hell it was a lot for me. However, she seems to be taking it in stride. She may not think so, but she is impressive.
She should be proud of her accomplishments in her career, but also personally. It takes a sort of strength to get through an ordeal like this. Meg finishes her plate, and stands up to put the dish in the sink.
“Carter has my suitcase in his car. I guess I’ll be seeing that in the morning,” she muses. Almost to herself.
Standing up, I prowl toward where she is standing in the kitchen. My actions cause her to back up.
“Sterling, what are you doing,” she says in s slightly higher pitched voice. Her back hits the counter and she jumps.
Chuckling I get closer. Stalking towards her. I can see her eyes darting around me. It is almost like putting her in this position has caused a fight or flight reaction.
“You won’t need clothes tonight,” I say. I grab her from around the waist and haul her to my chest. The action causes her legs to go around my waist.
“Sterling, don’t drop me,” she squeals. She is clinging onto me for dear life. Walking over towards the couch, I sit down with her.
“Stop that right now, that won’t happen. Just how heavy do you think you are,” I ask her. She freezes and stutters a bit. Her cheeks are red.
“I am just not your type. I’m sorry,” she says quietly. I know she is embarrassed. I feel as though she needs a response.
“You are exactly the kind of woman I need. You are beautiful and I want every inch of you. Can’t you feel it,” I say as I push my erection up into her core. She gasps. I do it again. She looks at me in surprise.
“I don’t know what kind of assholes you have dealt with before, but they didn’t know or appreciate what they had,” I state. I move to kiss her to effectively end this conversation. The only way she is going to believe I am in this for the long haul is by being here each and everyday. Actions speak louder than words. I plan on showing her a lot of actions tonight.
I need her mindless again. Tonight, unless she tells me no, I will be spending the majority of my time inside her. Kissing her, my hands start to roam all over her body. Standing up, I walk us to the bed. I lay her down, and quickly climb on top of her again. Mimicking our position from last night.
We have been kissing for so long, Meg tears her lips away from mine to take a few deep breaths.
I smirk into her neck, listening to her panting. In order for her to enjoy this, she needs to be beyond her self doubt. She needs to not be thinking much at all. I strategically place my thigh in between her legs and brush up against her center.
Her hips automatically seek out the pressure that her core has been looking for. Sucking on the faint mark that I left on her neck last night, I feel her tense up, groan, and relax in the span of 3 seconds. I was lucky to find that spot so quickly last night. Both of my hands move to massage her breasts. They are almost more than my large hands can hold, perfect.
Her hands float down my back and her legs come back up around my waist. I move my thigh slightly away from her. She doesn’t need to fall over the edge just yet. I have plans for her. I am thrilled that she decided to wear this button down shirt, it will make my life so much easier.
Moving my mouth down to the opening of her shirt I start to lick and suck, slowly unbuttoning each button. Her lightly tanned skin is being exposed to me button by button. I need to get my mouth on her tits.
When I unbutton to below her bra, I move my mouth to her nipples covered in fabric. Megs hands go to my hair and she gasps.She likes that.I flick my tongue out and continue to lave her it, while my other hand tweaks and pulls on her right nipple. Her hips keep writing looking for friction.
I move my mouth to the other side and switch off, giving each one equal treatment. I love hearing the surprised gasping sounds she makes.
“Sterling, Sterling, Sterling,” she keeps muttering my name. In my life, I have found few things as satisfying as controlling someone’s pleasure. Needing to have my mouth on more of her creamy skin I rip open her shirt, and go to sit back to take her in. The second my body comes away from hers, her hands come up to shield herself. It is like reality has come down on her.
“I want to see you,” I say gruffly. She shakes her head a little, her eyes are downcast. I reach for her hands and she huffs.
“Can we dim the lights, mystery can be a good thing,” she says trying to sound like she is joking.
“I don’t want to dim the lights. I want to see and touch every inch of you,” I reach for her hand and put it on my pant covered erection.
“I want you, my body isn’t going to hide that from you,” I reassure her. I tilt her chin up with my fingers.
“Let me see you,” I wait for her slow nod. She puts her hands at her sides and clenches her fists.
“I can’t wait to be inside you,” I say out loud. Her eyes widen almost comically, and her hands start to unclench. I move in to kiss her quickly. Bringing my hands back to her breasts to pick up where we left off. She pulls away quickly and looks at me with a glint in her eyes.
“If I’m shirtless, you should be too. It is only fair,” she giggles lightly and puts her lips against mine.
Chapter 29
