“You’re not helping,” she whines.

  “I know. Trust me, I know.” My hands hold her still on my thick rod that’s painfully hard. If her father pulled up right now, he’d know damn well what was going on. Maybe it would be better to take her into our home.

  “How about we tour our home?”

  “Our home?”

  “Yes, my lovely Melanie—our home. I wouldn’t have built this for anyone else.”

  “I know you said it, but I still find it unfathomable.”

  “I’m not sure why. Have you met our fathers? It’s only natural that we both give the most and accept the best.” Her arms wrap around my neck, squeezing tightly as she kisses my chin. “I’m so in love with you, Rett. This can’t be real.”

  “Why are you waiting for the other shoe to drop?” I ask her. We’ve lived with parents who had spectacular marriages.

  “I guess because we’ve lived a charmed life, and everything can’t be this great all the time.”

  “How was the past year?”

  “It was brutal. Sad.”

  “How was yesterday?”

  “One of the worst days of my life.”

  “Well, then, I’d say not everything is always peaches and cream, sweetheart. We’re going to have bad times. Don’t worry them into fruition. Let’s just live for today. Remember—you’re starting college soon, and that means a lot of time away from me.”

  “I’m still coming home every day.”

  “And I’ll be working long hours, so we’ll both be tired and grumpy, which means bad attitudes at times. See…don’t worry, because we’ll have plenty of strife to keep the pure, unadulterated happiness at bay.” She swats my hand.

  “You are an ass.”

  “See? There it is.” The giggle is back, and I want to hold her forever. Can a man be this obsessed? Is it even right? It shouldn’t be and probably isn’t, but ask me if I care because I sure don’t. Melanie is my world and my reason for breathing every day.

  “Now, come along, Ms. Brandon. It’s time I took the birthday girl for a tour of her home so I can remove her clothes and explore her in her birthday suit.”

  “We don’t need a tour for that. Just a little privacy and hopefully a nice soft surface.”

  “I believe you’re trying to kill me.”

  “Considering how long I’ve dreamed of this, how many long nights my giant teddy and I snuggled as I imagined he was you, I doubt you’re the only one in need.”

  “Fuck, baby. Tell me about you and your teddy bear.”

  “Oh, you don’t want to know. You’ll make me get rid of him.”

  “No, I won’t. Why do you think I bought him, Lanie? I wanted you to rub your sweet little pussy all over it, grinding on it while you thought of me at night. Were you worked up? Needy?”

  “Yes. So many nights I went to bed reading books and thinking about what you’d do to me if we were alone. I remembered the way you kissed me. Your hands on my breasts at the store. Your breath on my throat. My pussy was dripping with so much need that I ached for you to make it stop, but you weren’t there. Only your gift. The one you demanded I keep to take your place while you were gone.”

  “Tell me. Did you come on the bear?” She blushes, her rounded cheeks turning a reddish pink. “Answer me, beautiful.”

  “Yes. Many times.” She gasps as my fingers tease her panties. They’re soaked, drenched with desire as she recounts the orgasms that I helped her get. Damn. I’m so hard right now, I could come, knowing that she pleasured herself like I hoped she would. I’m almost pissed at myself for not putting a camera in the bear, but that would have been going too damn far. I love her too much to stoop to such an invasion of her privacy.

  “I would have loved the show,” I grunt. My body aches to fill her with every inch of my cock, but we have to take this slow for both our sakes. I might have rubbed out a thousand times, but that doesn’t mean I’ve got any idea how to last inside her perfect, untouched warmth.

  “Where is the bedroom?”

  “This way,” I take her hand in mine and lead her upstairs to the master bedroom. Her mouth falls open when she sees the double doors. “Yes, I wanted our room to be massive.”

  “Why? What do you have planned, Mr. Steele?”

  “Nothing major, but you need a large closet, and I wanted to include a desk in here as well.” I open the room, and she gasps.

  “It’s stunning.”

  “That it is,” I answer, but my eyes haven’t left her perfect face.

  “Oh, William Garrett Steele. Take me to bed before I demand you take me standing up.”

  “Yes, ma’am.” I slide my hands under her ass and lift her over to the bed, growling as my fingers feel the soft curves. Fuck, my body has never felt so alive. Having waited for her makes this moment so much better. As I sit her on the edge of the bed, my hands send her tee upward. “You feel so good, Lanie. I’m going to worship you, fuck you, and love you.”

  “Please. I’ve missed you, Will. I’ve longed for you in ways I don’t fully understand. Please show me.” I push her down, pressing my lips to hers, kissing a path along Melanie’s jaw and her throat. I lick a path up and down the column of her neck. Light moans fall from her mouth as the bed depresses from my weight on hers. Sweat forms on my brow as my body heats. I need to get both of us undressed before I lose it.

  I stand up and tear my shirt off over my head, tossing it on the floor. Melanie’s eyes widen and her mouth parts. “Wow,” she gasps, reaching out for me, hooking her hand into my waistband.

  “Whoa, gentle. You’re going to hurt yourself.”

  “Big boy, I’m totally fine. I just need you naked.”

  “Shimmy out of your tiny shorts,” I growl, gripping my belt buckle and sliding it through the metal hook and clasp until it comes undone. It clinks, and her attention is once again drawn to my waist. “Eager for me to lose my pants, aren’t you?”

  “Yes.” Her pearly whites grip the edge of her bottom lip. “Rett.”

  “You’re taking too damn long for me,” I growl, reaching down and snagging the bottom of her shorts and tugging them off her body. My dick jumps against my boxers as I stare at the wet patch between her thighs.

  “You’re the one taking too long, Mr. Steele. I can’t keep waiting for you.” I bend down and slap her pussy.

  “You will wait, baby girl. I’ve waited so damn long for this, years of jerking my cock to thoughts of getting between these slick, slender thighs, hoping to taste this juicy pussy before I stuff you. You’re going to be a good girl whether you like it or not because if you misbehave, I’ll tie your ass up and take my time licking this tight little hole with my tongue until you pass out.”

  She whimpers, rolling her hips on the bed, grinding her ass on the mattress. “Damn you, William. No wonder you never texted me.”

  “Damn right. Every message would start off sweet and would have ended up with how much I wanted to be deep inside you,” I promise as I slide both my pants and underwear off, standing in front of the woman I love completely naked. “Now—time to tear these panties off because I’m greedy and I want to eat before I fill you up.”

  I’m on my knees, parting her thighs. My face brushes against her bare mound, and I breathe her in, feeling a rush of excitement and desire after years of longing. “Damn, baby.” I swipe my tongue and growl as the first taste is enough to make me nut. Sweat beads down my back as I drive my tongue into her sweetness.

  Chapter Ten

  Melanie

  I scream as his fingers push into my slit. Every pump of his digits sends more pleasure through me. “Rett,” I moan over and over, gripping the expensive, cool sheets. He presses his face harder into my thigh, biting me. My orgasm shoots through my entire body, causing my back to arch and my hips to roll. I shout his name so loudly that I panic, thinking someone will hear me, so I clamp my hand over my mouth.

  “Baby girl, don’t be quiet. This isn’t the place to keep those cries and moans silent. I want to hear you shake the rafters.” He crawls up my body until he’s completely on top of me, and then, smiling down at me, he presses his length right at my entrance. “Are you ready to give me some more?”

  “Yes,” I answered greedily, pulling him to me for a kiss. He growls and takes my mouth in a penetrating kiss before pushing the tip inside. My breath is stolen as he slides all the way into me, claiming my virginity. “Oh God,” I sigh, unable to move. He freezes, staring into my eyes.

  “I’m sorry.” He kisses my lips and my cheeks.

  “It’s fine, Will. I promise. You’re just enormously large.”

  He chuckles and kisses me. “Thank you.”

  “Thank you,” I purr, loving the fullness even though it’s practically splitting me in two. My hands cling to his shoulders as he moves slowly in and out until I move with him. Our bodies begin to get wet with sweat as we glide together.

  “Fuck, your voice is so damn sexy as hell when you’re heated.” Does he have any idea how deep his voice is now or how it makes my body vibrate when he speaks?

  “You’re one to talk, my sexy man.” My goodness, the smile on his face is enough to turn me on.

  “Babe, I’m doing my best not to come this second. Be a good girl and tell me what you need.”

  “You’re doing a good job like that, Rett. Fuck me.” He slams his pretty blues shut and his jaw clenches tight before he begins pumping faster into me. We ride together, but I’ve asked for more than I can take and more than he can handle.

  “Shit, baby girl. Please tell me you’re close.”

  “I’m not, but I don’t need to be. I just came. I need you to come and fill me up. God, I need it more than you know, Rett. I’ve dreamed about this.” He groans, then slows his pace and switches his movements. He rolls his hips, dipping his head and sucking my nipple into his mouth while his fingers slide up and down my hips. Oh God—my pain went completely away and I’m on the edge.

  “I’m not giving up, Melanie. My woman isn’t going to be satisfied with second best. You always come first. Always.” Then his finger slips over my bud, sending me over the precipice.

  “I’m coming, Rett. I’m coming again. Holy hell,” I shout, scratching down his back until my release comes to an end. Will grips the headboard and roughly pounds into my pussy several more times, coming deep inside of me with a loud roar.

  “Fuck, I can’t believe it. Wow. Just wow,” he sighs, completely out of breath. I wipe the sweat and hair off my forehead and relax as he pulls out and lies beside me on the bed. Will wraps the covers around us and then pulls me on top of his chest. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for so damn long.”

  “The sex was amazing.”

  “I meant this, Lanie. The chance to hold you in my arms.” He kisses my forehead, and we lie there in peaceful silence for a long time.

  I’m wrapped up in the sheets when his phone rings. “It’s your father,” he says.

  “Oh God.” I’m sure all the color drains from my face.

  “Relax. I’ll answer it, and you get dressed.”

  “Hello,” he says with the coolest, calmest tone, like we didn’t just have sex for the first time.

  “Where is my daughter?” my father barks over the phone. He’s so loud that I can hear him.

  “She’s right next to me. Why are you yelling?”

  “Because I know where you are.”

  “And? I’m pretty sure you know where we are going to be for the rest of our lives. I thought we discussed this.”

  “I want to speak to Melanie.”

  “When you calm down. It’s her birthday, and she should be happy. Call back when your temper is regulated.” He ends the call, and I gasp.

  “I can’t believe you just hung up on my dad.”

  “Melanie, I might have avoided our relationship because I was afraid of this.” I pointed to the bed. “But I’m not afraid of taking care of your needs, and that includes your feelings. Today is special, and there is a lot planned for today. I won’t let your father’s temper get in the way. I hoped that what we just did would have ended our night, but we can’t change that now.”

  “I’m kind of glad it happened now.”

  “Why?”

  “The anticipation is over.”

  “True. He’s calling again.”

  “Okay. I’ll take it.” He hands me the phone. “Hi, Daddy.”

  “Princess, how are you?”

  “I’m fine. Will and I spoke. You were right about everything, and although I had my reservations, we made up and I’m happy. He says he has a day planned for my birthday.”

  Will whispers, “They’re included as well.”

  “He says you’re included as well, so I hope you’re not upset.”

  “No, but I don’t want to know what you were doing.”

  “He was showing me our new home.”

  “New home? So you’re ready to move out?”

  “Well, didn’t you already know about the house?”

  “Yes.”

  “So then you knew I was more than likely willing to move in with him.”

  “What about getting married?”

  “He hasn’t asked me.”

  I turn around, and Will is down on one knee. Damn these men. “Are you two working together?”

  “Well, I’m not going to let him shack up with my little girl without a ring.”

  “Bye, Daddy.” I end the call and drop the phone on the desk.

  Biting down on my bottom lip, I stare at the love of my life. “Yes, of course.” He slides the ring on my finger and then wraps his arms around my waist, spinning me in a circle.

  “Put me down, naked man.”

  “I’m not completely naked.”

  He does have his pants on, so I suppose he has a point. “This rock is huge.”

  “That it is, but you deserve it, and I want everyone in town to know you belong to me.”

  “I’m sure they will. So, are we going to wait to marry?”

  “I don’t see why. I mean, you can take your time and plan it out with your mom, my mom, and the sisters, but you know, I don’t want to wait forever.”

  “Of course, but we have some time since we don’t plan on having any babies any time soon.”

  “That’s right.”

  “My mom is going to lose it. She’s going to want to hit every boutique in Dallas, maybe even New York and Chicago. If we go together, that would work.”

  “You wouldn’t want a girls-only trip? Your dad wouldn’t let you ladies go to either of those places unprotected, anyhow.”

  “Fair point.”

  “And if anyone is going to protect you, it’s going to be me.”

  “Damn you. Like my panties aren’t already a sticky mess. I don’t have clothes here. How the hell am I supposed to go home and change?”

  “Well, it’s a good thing that we’re going shopping first. We have a lot to furnish in our home. The bed and the bedspread are the only things I’ve bought, and my mother helped me with that.” My mouth falls open. “Well, she knew damn well I was hanging on by a thread, and she didn’t want to make you suffer.”

  “How am I ever going to look your mother in the face again? It took me forever to do it after the incident at Christmas.”

  “Oh, honey. Just wait until you accidentally catch my parents walking out of a room together after a few minutes alone. They weren’t talking about anything. Let’s just say if they could, I’d have another dozen more siblings.”

  “Oh…”

  “Yeah, so don’t worry. She’ll be blushing before you will. Now, get your pretty ass ready because we have so much to do.”

  He was right. We only make it back into Steeleville in time to have dinner at Mr. and Mrs. Steele’s home where they have it decked out for my birthday. My entire family is here, and the family room has been covered with presents.

  “Sweetheart, you look radiant. Now let me see that ring,” my mother gushes after giving me a hug. Luckily, we stopped at Will’s apartment, a place I’d never been before. I showered and put on a cute pink party dress that cuts off just above the knees. My father scowls at Will all night even though he smiles and hugs me as often as he can, reminding me that I’m his princess.

  Chapter Eleven

  Will

  The first week in our new home has gone well. Most of the stuff in my apartment stayed there because my brother moved in, and I only took my clothes, work and school equipment, and photos of Melanie.

  Melanie and her mother packed up her room, taking some of her treasures and her clothes. Beast moved it into the house while I was on a job site. The tension between the two of us has grown. Maybe letting his daughter go is harder than he imagined, or the fact that he knows exactly what I’m doing to her every damn night is driving him insane.

  Perhaps I shouldn’t rub it in his face that I’m hard every time Melanie’s name is mentioned, but I’m a twenty-one-year-old man who saved all his firsts for his one and only. He should be happy that I chose his daughter. I could be that backstabbing piece of shit who betrayed the code and tried to steal her from under me.

  I work my tail off and come home to find Melanie isn’t home yet. I check the tracker, and she’s at her parents’. Making the short drive, I rang the doorbell and they let me in. “Hey, Rett. We’re in the kitchen.”

  “Do you want a beer?” Beast asks me. I’m surprised by the peace offering.

  “No, thanks.” I give Melanie a light peck on the cheek, which causes her to frown.

  “What are you making?”

  “I’m teaching Mom to make Dad’s favorite brownies from scratch. We’re on round three.”

  “Oh. So you’re too tired to go out for dinner tonight?”

  “A little? I hope you’re not upset.”

  “Not at all. Are all of these bad?” I question, my stomach rumbling. We have some leftovers at home. It’s not like we don’t have things to eat there, but I promised her a nice dinner together in Dallas.

 

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