Chapter 30
CHAPTER THIRTY
MAYA
We walk into the flat and Duncan goes to set up the tree in front of the windows. I put the bags down and help him. When he acts as if I'm not there and seems angry, I decide to take matters into my own hands.
"Duncan, I'll be right back."
"Okay." He doesn't even turn around to look at me.
His jealousy is in full force. I know he wants to mark me up like he did yesterday but is mad at himself for taking me that way. He's also upset about me hiding us for so long.
I walk into the bedroom and over to the dresser he had me load my clothes into, and I put on another gift for him. I tiptoe back out to the living room.
He's staring out the windows.
I lean against the wall and take in my surroundings.
I love his flat, it's all windows with views of London.
It's a very modern style with clean lines, blues and grays throughout.
He has a gourmet kitchen and a formal dining room.
It's four bedrooms, three and a quarter baths.
His bathroom en suite has a soaking tub big enough for the both of us.
The winter garden has a fireplace in it. I could really get used to being here.
"Hey, handsome, want to show me that view?" I hope my voice comes across as sexy, but it sounds rather rough to me.
He turns to look at me and I watch his eyes widen. He’s struggling to stay there and wait to see what I’m up to.
I’m wearing a sheer black negligee that barely covers my ass. His eyes scan over my lace covered breasts, following the ribbon that hangs down to my belly and stops at the matching sheer panties.
I bite my lip as I slowly walk to him, swinging my hips seductively. I left my hair down and flowing around me. My heels make a soft clicking sound and his eyes drop to see the feather tufted bedroom heels. I walk right up to him.
"Baby, what's that you're wearing?" I hear the growl in his voice.
"Don't you like it? It's called a babydoll nightie." I smile coyly at him.
"Baby, I love that nightie, but you're not going to be wearing it much longer."
"That's okay, it did its job."
"What?"
"Well, you were so distracted and upset, I thought I'd show you something.
I bought this just for you, no one else.
I thought of you ripping it from my body as you pushed your beautiful cock into me.
I have a few others too. You see, you don't have to worry about me leaving you for any of these jerks.
You're in my head. Now I want you in my body.
" With that, I reach down to the ribbon between my breasts and raise it to him.
"Unwrap your early Christmas Eve gift." My voice sounds sultry to me. I hope I’m telling him what he needs to hear. I don’t care about anyone but him.
"Baby, you're the best gift I've ever gotten, but you need to understand something."
"I already know, Duncan. Go ahead, mark me, claim me, and make me yours," I say breathlessly; I love when he loses control. I know he needs this. He reaches out and grabs me around my waist in a swift motion, then turns us to plant me against the glass wall.
"I'm going to take you right here, baby. Don’t move while I undress us both."
"Oh...okay." I pant.
He rips his clothes from his body, but gently pulls off my little nightie, sliding his hands down my arms as he slides it off.
When it falls to the floor, he kneels down and glides my sheer panties down my body.
He doesn’t touch me except for the rub of his thumbs down my legs.
I squirm and know I’m already wet for him.
He pushes me up against the cold glass and I gasp as the heat from my body and the coolness connect. He leaves the heels on and lifts one of my legs over his shoulder, opening me up to him. He slides a hand to my center and gently rubs me.
He leans forward and kisses my belly, and then lightly nips me. I moan and wiggle against him for more. He looks up at me. His eyes have darkened with desire and I know my face is flushed.
"Baby, you're mine. I want you so bad right now, but I'm going to take you as you deserve."
"Please, Duncan, just take me," I say breathlessly.
Duncan
Bugger me, she’s going to kill me. When I turned, I thought my heart was going to explode in my chest. This woman is so mine.
I love how fucking hot she is. I kiss down her flat stomach and lift her up until her other leg wraps over my other shoulder.
I press my face into her core, then push her open and against the glass.
I then find her clit and suck it into my mouth. She moans and I growl.
"This is mine, baby. No man gets you like this." I then lose it and start finger fucking her while I suck on her clit.
She squirms and pulls my hair. I feel her start to squeeze around my finger and know she's close.
I pull back and she groans. I stand with her still wrapped around me.
I pull her legs off my shoulders and wrap them around my waist. I lower her to my cock and slam into her as I push her into the glass.
She's crying out my name and screaming as I feel her come on my cock.
I start rocking into her like a man possessed.
I'll not lose this woman to any bloody wankers. She's mine.
"You're mine, you hear me, Maya. You. Are. Mine! No man but me," I growl at her.
"Oh God, yes, Duncan. I'm yours and only yours," she screams as she comes again. I can't hold it this time, I come, shooting so much of my spunk into her, marking her from the inside. I press my forehead to hers and we both sigh.
"Do you feel better now, Big Guy?" She smiles at me.
"Hardly." I turn us around, still planted deep in her and sit on the sofa with her straddling me. I'm getting ready to work on round two when my cell phone rings.
"Bloody hell!" I pull her off my lap and walk to my pants to fish out my cell. "This had better be important, mate. I'm a little busy," I bark, knowing he'll explain quickly.
"Duncan, we've got a problem. You need to meet me at the pub in Surrey right now. Joshua is trying to kill the barman."
"Bloody hell, I'll be there in forty-five." I turn to Maya as I hang up.
"Let me shower quickly and I'll go with you."
"No time, baby, just get dressed."
"Honey, I smell like sex and you."
"Damn straight. Get dressed, Maya."
She doesn't argue with me, she just goes into the room to dress, then meets me at the front door. She's dressed in her jeans, tennis shoes, and my maroon sweater. I grab her hand and we head out.
Joshua must be plastered to cause a row with the barman. He's known that guy for years. It ends up taking us over forty minutes to get to the pub. When we pull up, Maya has a strange look on her face.
"Why are we here?" she asks.
"This is where Joshua comes when he wants to get plastered and reminisce about the past."
"Really? Weird. This is the pub that Ana and I used to come to. It's the one we were talking about before the wedding."
"Small world, I guess." I grab her hand and we walk into the pub. Raul is holding Joshua back. Joshua is yelling at the barman.
"You bloody bastard, do you know what you've done? He'll kill her." Joshua sounds like he has definitely partaken in too much.
"Maya, is that you?" The barman rushes to my girl, pulling her from my grasp and into his arms.
"Listen here, you bloody bastard, let my girl go or I'll break your arms," I growl, and Maya just hugs the smarmy bastard back.
"Patrick, it's been so long. Duncan, honey, this is Patrick." She acts like there isn't anything wrong with the fact that now both Joshua and I want to kill this wanker.
"Baby, please step back." I try to control my anger.
"Duncan, stop, he's an old friend. Your sister knows him."
"Ana was here today. My lucky day, both my beauties coming to see me," Patrick pipes in.
"What?" both Maya and I say to him.
"Yes, she stopped by for a visit."
"He bloody called her husband," Joshua slurs. "That bastard is probably hurting her right now. Duncan, please let me kill him." Joshua reaches down to his boot and I know what's coming next.
"Not happening, Bossman, come on, let's leave before they call the coppers." I reach down and bat Joshua's hand away from his boot knife. I grab him away from Raul and throw him over my shoulder, wrapping an arm around his legs so he can't move around.
"You hurl down my back and I'll drop your arse," I tell him. "Come on, Maya, baby." I reach for her hand with my other hand, glare at the bastard, and pull her out the door. Raul is pulling up the rear.
"My car is around the corner, you got him?" Raul asks.
"Not a problem. I'll take my turn. What set him off?"
"I pulled his GPS earlier when Ian called and I found him in the neighborhood.
He was following some skirt, and when she got in a taxi, he went into the pub and proceeded to get shit-faced.
I stayed in the background until the bastard told him something and he went after him.
I called you as soon as I could. Sorry to ruin your night. "
"Not a problem. By the way, this is my girl, Maya Aaron." I introduce them and she shakes his hand. He helps me load Joshua into the back of the Rover. I open Maya's door and she gets in and turns around to look at Joshua, who's now passed out. He's mumbling in his sleep about Angel.
"Oh my God," Maya says from the passenger seat.
"Baby, please don't judge him. He lost someone and has never gotten over it," I try to explain. When I turn to look at her, she has a look of shock on her face and is still looking at Joshua. "Baby, are you okay?"
"Uh, yeah, I'm fine. Who did he lose?"
"Some girl he thinks he loved. Something about one day and he knew.
He calls her Angel. I don't know anything else.
" She still looks like she's in shock. "He doesn't do this very often. He’s just having a rough time lately.
In the last six months something has set him off.
" She nods and looks out the window to the pub as I pull away and head back to my flat.