7. Hollander
seven
Hollander
H ow could I have fucked this up with Hadley so badly?
I pace the length of my assigned bedroom, yanking at my hair.
Did I move too fast? Did I frighten her?
Unable to give her any more space, I pull open my bedroom door, hellbent on going to her room and making this right anyway I can, even if it means giving her up forever, only to find her standing there with her hand raised in mid-knock.
“Oh, hi.” She takes a step back, lowering her hand, and I notice the long, silky robe she’s wearing. “I thought we should talk about what happened.”
“Come in.” I almost jerk the door off its hinges as I hurry Hadley into my bedroom. I motion for her to sit on the bed, close the door, then take a seat beside her.
“I know you think you’re attracted to me tonight because of how I look, but this isn’t the real me. The real me wears baggy clothes, glasses, no makeup, and frizzy hair.” She lowers her gaze, refusing to meet my eyes.
“You think I’m that shallow that I would only be attracted to your looks.” A pain shoots through my chest at the idea that she would think so little of me. I tilt her chin up so she’s looking into my eyes.
“We’ve never met in person until tonight.” Her voice sounds so small and unsure that I want to pull her into my arms and hold her until there is no doubt in her mind about how I feel about her.
“We might not have met in person before tonight.” I let go of her chin and reach for my wallet on the nightstand.
“After about a month of working with you and talking to you over the phone, I was hooked. I did everything I could to get Vance to give me your address. I wanted to meet you so badly. But each time he refused, saying it was your choice who you wanted to share that information with. I was too shy to ask you myself, but I thought that if one day I just appeared on your doorstep, you would have to let me in.”
“Oh, Hollander.” She rests a hand on my cheek, and I turn my head to kiss her palm. “But that doesn’t change the real me.”
“Stop talking bullshit to me, Hads. I fell in love with you after about five minutes on the phone. We had so much in common that I knew you were the one. Then, when I saw your picture, I fell even more in love with the woman with the shy smile who was looking back at me.”
“You mean tonight, when you first saw me tonight?”
“No, Baby Girl. When Vance wouldn’t give me your address, I did a little internet search of my own and found this picture of you.
” I open my wallet, pull out a small picture I printed of her from an online source, and hand it to her.
“This is the woman I’m in love with—baggy clothes, glasses, no makeup, frizzy hair and all. ”
She looks down at the picture and then back at me, “You love me?”
“Of course, I love you. You’re the other half of my soul.”
“I love you too, Holls.” She throws her arms around my neck and pulls me in tight, raining kisses all over my face until one finally lands on my lips.
I set her picture and my wallet back on the nightstand, then reach for her, but she stands, stepping just out of reach, unties the silk robe, and lets it drop to the floor, leaving her completely naked.
“Make love to me. I want you to be my first.”
“I’ll be your first, last, and only, just like you’ll be mine.” I stand and place a soft kiss on her lips, sealing the vow.
“I didn’t know you were a virgin too.” The awe in her expression makes all the long, lonely nights worth the wait.
“I was waiting to find you.” I pick her up and gently lay her on the mattress, then strip out of my clothes and join her on the bed.
I run my hand along the inside of her legs, making her thighs quiver—my fingers searching higher and higher for her wet core. I can feel the heat radiating from her pussy as I coat my fingers in her slickness. She’s soaked already, and I’ve barely touched her.
“Jesus, Hads, you’re so fucking drenched,” I growl, my voice low and rough.
“I need to taste you.” I lower my body until I’m wedged between her thighs as her legs part for me like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
My first taste of her is so incredible that I almost come too soon.
I bury my face between her legs, licking and sucking her clit while my fingers gently fuck her, stretching her out for my cock.
“You’re so tight.” I moan between licks, not wanting to miss a drop.
Her orgasm hits her hard and fast as her hips buck against my mouth, and she clamps down so tight on my hand that I can feel her pulsing around me, making me wish it was my cock inside her and not my fingers.
She’s still panting as I position myself above her and inch my way into her dripping pussy.
“Please, Holls. I need to feel all of you inside of me.” She moans, raking her fingernails down my back, marking me as her own.
I thrust the rest of the way inside of her, burying myself to the hilt in one smooth motion, earning a cry of pleasure from her as she arches her back.
“Faster. I need you faster.” She moans, throwing her head back as I pound into her.
Her pussy feels like heaven, clenching around my cock with every stroke. “You feel so good. So tight.”
I feel her body trembling as she clenches around me, telling me without words she’s close. I reach between us, my thumb finding her clit and rubbing in tiny circles. “Come for me, Baby Girl. Come all over my cock.”
She does as she’s told, screaming my name as she shatters around me—her pussy clenching around me so tight it’s almost painful, but the good kind of pain.
Unable to hold back anymore, I thrust into her one last time, deep and hard, and come with a roar, filling her up as she rides out her own orgasm.
I roll onto my back, taking Hadley with me and tucking her against my side. “That was amazing. You are amazing.” I kiss her sweat-soaked hair and reach into the drawer of the bedside table for the surprise I have for her.
“You’re not so bad yourself.” She glances up at me, only to come face-to-face with the diamond engagement ring I’ve been carrying since I first realized she’s the one I want to spend the rest of my life with.
“Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?” I hold my breath waiting for her to answer.
“Yes!” In her excitement, Hadley jumps up and straddles my hips, reaching for the ring and slipping it on her finger, making my cock stir to life again as we begin round two of many for the night.