Episode 46
Episode 46
A Perfect Pairing
RHODES
“Then let’s get ready to go to France.” Maia said as she backed up and patted me on my bare chest. A sly smile stretched across her full lips. Made me want to kiss them again, the same way I did in the limo. We’d gotten out of control then, and truth be told, I felt a little out of control now. “But first, you should probably put some clothes on,” she whispered, her voice a husky rasp.
I cleared my throat, wrapped my arms around her, and kept her right where she was. “What are you afraid of Maia?” I gazed into her soulful brown eyes.
Her bottom lip trembled as she clung to my back. “Everything.”
I cupped her cheek and watched with pride as she nuzzled into my palm, seeking comfort. My comfort.
“Whoever is threatening you and Alana is not going to get away with it. I will keep you safe,” I vowed.
Her eyes closed as she nodded. “I know you will.”
“Then what are you afraid of?” I looped my other arm tighter around her waist, keeping her pressed against me. She sighed, welcoming the embrace.
“ Everything ,” she repeated again and opened her eyes. “This thing between us that’s growing into…”
“Into?” I prompted, wanting desperately for her to tell me how she felt about us, me, our impending nuptials. We were an unlikely pair, especially if taking our almost fifteen-year age difference into account. But ever since that day in the airport when we crashed into one another, there has been this undercurrent of a much deeper connection. One I want nothing more than to explore.
“Into more than I expected,” she finally answered.
“And what did you expect from me?” I held my breath, hanging onto every word.
“I…” She shook her head. “Not you in particular, but the auction itself. I assumed my bidder would marry me in Las Vegas, consummate the marriage and likely only want to speak to me when he wanted to get laid or have someone on his arm at a party.”
“I’m not that kind of man. I didn’t choose you to be a trophy side-piece. I chose you because not choosing you felt like I'd be making the biggest mistake of my life. Flashes of a future with you, years learning exactly what makes you smile, what makes you moan…” My throat went dry as I admitted the truth.
Her body trembled in my embrace as she stared at my chest, seemingly unwilling to make eye contact. “I don’t know exactly what I expected, but it definitely wasn’t this.”
I tipped her chin up with my thumb, encouraging her to look at me. “And what is this to you?” I stroked the apple of her cheek. She was so soft.
“I don’t know… more .”
The smile that stretched across my face was filled with hope, as my heart beat rapidly.
I pressed my forehead to hers, our breath intermingling. The smell of coffee permeated the air, along with a subtle hint of vanilla and spice that was uniquely Maia.
“This is more, Maia. You were unexpected but not unwanted. I’ve been alone for a long time.”
“Why me?” Her words were thin and brittle, rather shy.
“Because of the crazy way we met and how much that meeting affected me. I knew instantly there was something incredibly special about you. Something I wanted to explore, but didn’t know how to approach. And you were so standoffish.” I chuckled. “Likely due to the fact that you were stealing from me. But then, you returned what you’d stolen.”
“Most of it. I kept the cash because rent was due and…”
“I don’t care about any of that. You tried to do right by me in your own way. And I believe it was because you knew there was something between us. Something more.”
“There was…I mean, there is,” she agreed.
“Hell, Maia.” My hands shook with the need to get it all out. These feelings boiling just under the surface every time she was near. “Sweetheart, you have the saddest eyes of anyone I’ve ever known. Sometimes when I look into them, I see my own loneliness and desire for true connection reflected back.”
She raised her arms and curled her hands around my neck as she laughed dryly.
“Do you wish it was someone else?” I asked, the one fear that had been plaguing me since I won the bid. What if she’d rather have a different man. A younger man. A man that didn’t have a teenaged child and a diva ex-wife.
“No!” She blurted. “Never. I think for once, the Universe got it right.” She lifted her face and pressed her lips to mine in a simple peck, then another. Her lips were impossibly soft, like velvet flower petals sliding across mine. She continued to give me light, teasing, exploratory kisses that slowly increased in pressure.
I groaned as she flicked her tongue across the seam of my lips. Pleasure rolled through my body like a tidal wave, my cock rising naturally.
No longer able to help myself, I tunneled one of my hands through her soft dark hair, tilted my head, and took her mouth in a deep kiss.
Maia mewled into my mouth, flattening her body fully against mine.
I grunted and ground my erection against her belly. She opened her mouth and chased my tongue with hers. A perfect pairing.
As we kissed, lost to one another’s taste, one of her hands eased down my bare chest, her fingers curling around the towel I had tied around my waist. Before I knew it, she’d undone the knot, and the towel dropped to the floor. Then her small hand was wrapped around my rigid length.
“Oh fuck!” I grunted and pulled away from her mouth, turning my face to the ceiling as pleasure coiled in my groin.
Her hand stroked up and down my length, her thumb teasing the slippery tip.
“You have a very pretty cock,” she announced then pressed her lips to my chest. She stroked me expertly as she placed fluttering little kisses along my pecs. Her tongue swirled around the flat brown disc of my nipple sending bolts of desire through me.
“ Maia ,” I hissed between clenched teeth, not sure if I wanted her to stop.
Who the fuck was I kidding?
I never wanted her to stop. Her hand around my dick felt like pure nirvana. And it had been so long since I’d last felt the touch of woman.
Her little hand never faltered as she worked me. My balls tightened and I countered her thrusts. As her hand went down, I moved my hips up, increasing the pressure while I fucked her fist.
Then her touch was suddenly gone. She’d dropped to her knees.
“Maia, you don’t—” My words were cut off by the heat of her mouth engulfing my cock. “Jeez-us!” I gulped, my hand instantly cupping the back of her head.
She lifted her gaze, those doe eyes mesmerizing as she bobbed on my length, giving me a sexy as fuck show.
“You’re so fucking beautiful with my cock in your mouth.” I gritted my teeth, thinking my vulgar words might offend her, but the opposite occurred. Desire lit her gaze, and she took me further, humming as the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat.
She worked me deep , deeper than I’d ever experienced before. The woman was an enigma. One minute shy and a little skittish, the next, a sexual goddess.
“Fuck, Maia, you keep that up, and I’m going to come in your mouth,” I warned.
She moaned and I gripped her hair tighter, guiding her movements just the way I liked. “You’d like that wouldn’t you? For me to let loose, to lose myself in you and that perfect mouth.”
Maia whimpered, picked up the pace and sucked harder.
“Too late, sweet girl. I’m already fucking gone for you,” I groaned, and thrust my hips faster as I watched the hottest little thing I’d ever seen rock my world.
She lifted one of her hands, cupped my balls, and took me down the hot well of her throat. Then she blew my mind when she swallowed around the tip, clamping the head of my dick so tight I almost lost the ability to breathe. My entire body convulsed, pleasure spearing like lightning from my groin and electrifying every one of my nerve endings. I fisted her hair like a handle and shot my release down her throat.
Maia took it all and got off on it, her body humping at the air, her eyes closed, mouth sucking and swallowing as though she’d lost all train of thought.
Panting, I slipped out of her mouth, and fell to my knees on the lush carpet. She must have read my mind because she laid back as I scrambled to pull off her pants. Once I got them off, I ripped her panties down her toned legs.
“Spread them wide,” I demanded on a growl, lust fueling my every action.
Her eyes were filled with need as she butterflied her legs, presenting me with the pinkest, wettest haven. I couldn’t wait to get inside. But first, I had to taste her. Return the gift she’d given me. Make her as mindless and feral as I felt for her.
“Please…” She arched her sexy little body.
“Oh, Maia, you never have to beg me. I am more than eager to put my mouth all over your spectacular body. And I will always give you what you need,” I promised as I leaned forward, curled my hands under her and cupped that toned ass. God damn, I couldn’t wait to take a bite out of it, but first I needed to taste her. I lifted her ass, her center a feast for the eyes. My mouth watered as I watched her sticky folds separate, opening for me.
“Fucking hell,” I said and then covered her with my mouth.
Maia cried out as I dove into her pussy with my tongue, reaching as far inside her as I could, flicking my tongue all along those sensitized walls. She tasted incredible, like a salted caramel apple. I moaned as I settled along the floor, laving at her seam in long strokes, just barely fluttering my tongue over the place she wanted me the most. I teased and taunted her until her body quivered with the need for release.
“Rhodes, Rhodes, Rhodes,” she chanted, each call of my name filling me with pride.
I answered her call by swirling my tongue around that hot bundle of nerves, making her quake. Desperate, wanton moans spilled from her lungs as I wrapped my lips around her clit, slid one finger insider her soaked cunt, then sucked…hard.
“Oh my God!” She cried out, her body strung tight as a bow as her sex clenched around my finger. I didn’t stop, doubling my efforts as her orgasm ebbed and flowed through her. Eventually, it waned, and I removed my finger, then circled her clit with my tongue until she sighed and her body relaxed. I kissed my way up her lithe form and covered her breasts with my hands, enjoying the feel of their small weight in my palms. I ran my thumbs over the cloth-covered tips, testing her reaction and was pleased when Maia shivered and moaned low in her throat.
I smiled as I made my way up to her head. The sadness was now gone from her expression, and what remained across her features made me feel like a god. She was relaxed, the most tranquil I’d ever seen her. The pinch between her brows, gone. The tension around her mouth, gone. The tightness in her jaw, gone.
I placed a light kiss on her lips as I hovered over her half naked body. She made a purring noise, smiled, and opened one eye.
“Hey.” I was feeling a whole lot smitten and kind of dopey. We’d just taken a very big step, one I hadn’t planned on taking so soon, but didn’t regret in the slightest.
“Wow.” She smiled, her eyes still closed. “That was…awesome,” she breathed.
Awesome.
Laughter burst from my lungs, and I buried my face against her warm neck. She wrapped her arms and legs around me, forcing me to rest the bulk of my weight on her tiny form.
“I’ll crush you.” I braced myself on my elbows.
“Don’t care. I’m dead already. You killed me,” she mumbled.
“With cunnilingus?” I chuckled and ran my tongue along her clavicle, loving the taste of her skin, seeking that hint of sugary vanilla spice that was uniquely Maia.
She hummed. “Yep.”
“Well, you sucked my brain right out of my cock,” I countered happily.
“Fair point.” She hugged me tighter, sighing as though ready to take a nap.
I kissed my way up her neck to her ear. “Hey there, sweetheart, you can’t snooze right now. You can do that on the plane.” I nipped along her jaw playfully.
Maia stretched her neck, allowing me to continue my path, as content a kitten as I’d ever seen. I kissed her chin and then her lips again.
She hummed into the kiss.
“Maia…” I chuckled.
The woman made a little snort sound as though she’d actually fell asleep with me pancaking her into the floor, her bottom half bare and wrapped around my naked half, which started to harden the longer we lay there.
“Sweetheart, you gotta get up.” I nudged her cheek with my nose.
She made a disgruntled noise and slowly opened her eyes. “Fine.”
I stood, grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my waist. There was no more time to ravish her. Emily was an eleven-hour flight away from takeoff to landing. I needed to get to my daughter. I wouldn’t feel settled until I had eyes on her, Maia, and Alana for that matter. All three women meant the world to me and there were no lengths I wouldn’t go to in order to keep all of them safe.
Maia sat up, her hair even more of a tousled mess than when she woke up. Which reminded me…
I reached out and helped her stand, bringing her into my arms again. I placed one hand around her nape, the other on her bare ass, because, well, I felt as though I could touch her more freely now, and she had a great fucking ass.
“I meant to ask you…” I pecked her on the lips once. “Why did you sleep on the couch last night? We fell asleep together, and then I woke to find you out here, curled into a ball.”
“Oh, um, I got up to get a drink of water and must have sat down and then crashed. I wake a lot and fall back asleep. I think it’s a bit like sleepwalking.” Her gaze flitted away. She wasn’t sharing the whole truth.
“Should I be worried you’ll sleepwalk out the door?” I frowned.
She shook her head. “No, I’ve never done that. Usually it’s when I, um, get up to pee or get a drink. I’ll end up on the couch or in a chair. It’s never been an issue. Don’t worry about it,” she said, then distracted me with another kiss.
“Okay.”
“I’m going to try and call my mom. At least leave a message with the staff for her to reach out to me as soon as she can.”
“That sounds like a good idea. Give her both of our numbers, just in case,” I suggested.
“I, uh, I don’t have your phone number.” She smiled, suddenly seeming nervous.
I huffed and grinned. “Looks like we still have a lot to learn about one another.”
She bit into her bottom lip. “At least we now know one thing about each other.”
“Agreed. We are definitely compatible between the sheets.”
“Or on the floor.” She laughed.
I burst out laughing. “I’m sorry about that. Things got carried away. I should have taken you to the bedroom.”
“I don’t regret anything.” She looped her arms around my neck, which was how all of this started. Her body pressed up against mine.
I gripped her ass firmly. “Me either. Just that I would have liked to make it more romantic.”
“I’ll take hot over romantic any day.”
“Duly noted.” I kissed her gently, then with a bit more fervor before I smacked her bare ass. “Get ready, call your mom, and I’ll charter a plane.”
“Charter a plane?”
“Usually, I don’t like to destroy the environment by chartering a private plane, but getting to Emily is priority number one.”
She nodded. “Okay, I can be ready in fifteen minutes tops.” She grabbed her panties and pants then dashed to the spare bedroom where I’d stored her things yesterday.
Only a woman like Maia could be ready that fast. I watched her fine ass jiggle until she disappeared from view.
I left the kitchen, entered the bathroom, and turned the shower back on so I could rinse off after our fun on the floor. I faced the mirror and stared at my reflection for a long moment, steam from the shower rising in the air around me.
“This woman is going to change me in ways I can only begin to imagine.”