18. 18 ADRIAN
18 ADRIAN
Waking up with Mckenna’s head on my chest, my heart thuds with pride.
Everything is right in my world.
I twirl my fingers through her soft strands, watching her sleep.
She feels like she belongs right here.
I want to keep her here with me beyond the clock striking midnight.
The past year has taken its toll on Mckenna, and maybe if she hadn’t been stressed and out of options, she wouldn’t have given the journalist that interview.
And if Ava hadn’t meddled, we would have had years together. Fury rolls through me, and I think of my sister. I grab my phone from the nightstand.
Mckenna doesn’t want me to hurt her, but I do. I want her to hurt…at least, that’s what the lizard part of my brain is demanding.
The strategy of keeping Ava away from us and busy in her own world is the better one. It keeps my obligations to my family in check. I can’t wait to bring Mckenna home.
The first place I am going to take her is to the stables so she can be reunited with Penelope.
My mom is going to lose her mind over having Mckenna close by again. The pieces of our day-to-day flash through my mind.
Mckenna will go and make her rounds, then at night, she can attend events, and when we’re back home alone, I’ll have my wicked way with her.
We’ll build whatever kind of horse sanctuary she wants, and the nights will be ours.
Last night, I received a call from one of the investigators I hired to track down Mckenna’s father. There is a possible sighting of Davis Moran, and the timing can’t be more perfect. Mckenna’s father will be apprehended by the authorities, and my family’s name will be cleared. I wish I could have continued my father’s legacy, but MM Industries is too tarnished for me to touch.
Mckenna sighs in her sleep, her head moving down my chest a fraction.
My cock is throbbing. Looking down at Mckenna, I know exactly how I’m going to start my day.
Gripping her hips slightly, I slide down a bit so I can get a better angle. She moans in her sleep, her fingertips brushing along my arm.
Palming my cock, I line myself up with her opening and thrust the tip of my penis into her pussy, rocking slowly. I ease my whole length into her wet pussy.
This is the next level of cock warming. My blood is roaring through my veins, demanding me to take her, but I want to be slow and gentle with my hellion today.
I arch my hips, tilting my pelvis to slide deeper into her velvet wetness. Forcing myself to stay still, I sniff the space between her neck and shoulder.
Oh God, this woman makes me so hard.
She lifts her head from my chest, her green eyes opening wide.
“Adrian.”
“Good morning. It’s going to be a beautiful day.”
She blinks, surprise crossing her face before she stretches up. Her hands come down on my shoulder, and she moves her hips.
“Yeah, that’s it. Grind on me, hellion.”
I slant my lips across hers, tasting her sweetness, groaning as her hands wander down my sides. Her touch sets off flickers of desire. All the blood in my body rushes to my cock. I’m so hard for this woman.
She tilts her head back and spreads her knees wider, giving me more room.
“Your pussy feels so good. So damn wet around my cock. Did you wake up hungry for me?”
She blushes, giving me that shy smile of hers I love. “I’m always hungry for your cock, Sir.”
The words are so surprising from Mckenna, that I laugh.
“Keep up with me, hellion. I’m going to make sure you have to work to stay on this ride.” I squeeze her tits until she cries out. I thrust, my cock sliding against the high wall of her pussy. She feels so damn sweet, so right.
I want to stay in her heat forever.
The little cries she lets out as I play with her nipples set me on fire; I drop her nipples and slide my palm between her breasts, cupping her neck.
With the tiniest of pressure, I squeeze her neck. Her eyes open in surprise.
“Keep looking at me, hellion. I want you to watch what I’m doing to you.” I grit out the words.
“Yes Sir.”
Sweat is breaking on my brow, but I want her to shatter.
I squeeze her neck in time to my slow thrusts, pistoning deeper into her slick heat.
“You are such a needy slut. Your pussy is clenching around my cock, so hungry.”
“Oh! Adrian,” she whimpers.
One long thrust into her hot pussy and I’m ready to explode.
She leans forward, her hand gripping my shoulder, her fingers digging into my flesh.
I thrust, her pussy clenches around my cock and I stroke her, long and deep.
Mckenna is everything I have ever wanted. I can’t wait until she is mine permanently.
I increase my rhythm; she grinds on me, matching my strokes. Her whimpers echoing around us, her eyes never leaving my face as I keep up the thrust, thrust, squeeze, squeeze rhythm.
“Tell me what I feel like to you.”
“You feel good.”
“And?” I growl.
“Your cock is hitting me in all the right places, Sir.”
Her words send a song of fire hot pleasure down my thigh, and I want her to come.
I take my left hand off her neck, reaching in the tight space between us.
Finding her clit, I rub my thumb over it, pressing the hard nub.
She squeezes her eyes shut with a cry.
“Open, Mckenna. Or I will punish you.”
That sends her eyelids open, and she bites her lip hard. Her green gem gaze is locked on me.
I flick her clit, and my cock hammers into her slick folds.
I’m lost in her moans, in the feel of her warm pussy around my throbbing cock. My balls are so tight and heavy I’m not going to last another second.
I squeeze her clit as hard as I can.
A scream rips from her throat, and she leans forward, falling off balance slightly. I grab her by the hips, and this time, I ramp up my pace, drilling her pussy.
“Oh God! Sir!”
“Come for me now, Mckenna.” The sight of her tits lost to gravity like that is the most intoxicating thing I have ever seen.
“Yes, yes!” Mckenna pants out.
I feel her pussy clamp down on my cock as her orgasm breaks out, her keen wail of pleasure music to my ears.
I climax, releasing so hard that stars dance behind my eyelids. I empty every drop into her pussy, shuddering with the release.
She collapses on my chest, her palm brushing my pecs.
“That was a fun way to wake up.”
“Perfect start to the day.” I pet her head, wrapping her damp strands around my fingers.
“I need to get you cleaned up, hellion. It’s time to be respectable.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes. I need to show you what it’s like to be mine.”
Her smile fades as if she suddenly remembers what brought us to this bed together. She tries to pull away from me, but I clamp a hand around her waist.
“Don’t go anywhere.”
“I…this is our last day together.”
“Day and night. Midnight is a long way from now. Today’s the day you decide if you want to be mine.”
She exhales, her body soft against mine.
I nibble her ear, squeezing her breasts.
“Okay, Adrian. Show me what being respectable means to you. A dinner party?”
“No, that was yesterday,” I kiss her ear. “You won’t have to go to any dinner party you don’t want to.”
She makes a noise.
I squeeze her ass. “Was that a snort?”
“A very respectable snort. There are always dinner parties,” Mckenna grins and I run my thumb along her side, loving how she jerks under my soft touch.
“If you don’t want to go, you don’t have to.”
She stiffens in my arms for a moment. “Wouldn’t that be expected of your wife?”
I sigh. “Mckenna, look at me.”
She rolls over and faces me. Her green eyes fill with concern, and I want to ease her fears.
“My mother was that kind of wife. It’s not what I want for myself.”
“What do you want?” She walks her fingers along my forearm.
The question takes me back because it’s been a while since I’ve thought about my future. My path has been laid out for me since birth. I’d get a good education, and then I’d join my father in his business.
Except, my father’s business was in jeopardy, due to Mckenna’s father’s bad decisions, so I started my own company.
That was the respected thing, the thing I had to do to keep up appearances and to keep the family name in society.
“I want a partner I can laugh with. I want to do something I’ve never done. I want a comfortable home.”
“With me in the kitchen barefoot?”
I drop a kiss on her lips. “If you want to be, but I want to cook,” the words spill out of my mouth, and I know they’re true. “I want to garden and sell veggies by the roadside. I want to watch our kids on the farm as you give lessons or while you’re at work.”
“You’ll be a stay-at-home dad?” Mckenna’s shocked voice is so comical that I laugh. “I don’t know if I want kids.”
“As long as I have you, Mckenna, I’ll be happy.”
And saying the words, I know they are true. Why not take this chance to break away with her? I could break away from my high-society life and do something more…pedestrian. We could both have fresh starts.
“But now it’s time to get you cleaned up. As much as it’s tempting to spend the day in bed, I have plans.”
“Like what?”
“The details are a surprise. Get in the shower.”
She sits up at my commanding tone. “Yes, Sir.”
“Make sure you don’t wear any panties, Mckenna.” A blush spreads across her cheeks and I laugh. I grab her hand and pull her close to me. My lips crash over hers.
I want to spoil this woman every damn day, but in order to do that, she needs to come back to me after checking into Club Lust tonight.
I break off the kiss. “Go before I fuck you again, Mckenna.”
“I wouldn’t want to ruin your plans, Sir.”
“Good girl.” I sit on the edge of the bed and enjoy the view of her back as she walks away from me.
My phone buzzes on the nightstand, and I snap it up.
“Hello?”
“Got an update. I’m ninety percent sure it’s Davis Moran,” the voice of my investigator greets me.
“Why aren’t you a hundred percent sure?”
“He seems to have a bodyguard nearby, and our cameras haven’t picked up a clear face shot.”
“Keep on him, but I want total confirmation before we make a move.”
“Yes, Sir.”
I hang up with Mick and brush my hand through my hair. Finding Davis Moran is a nice cherry on top, but even if I can’t get the man back in the States, I can make sure his daughter is mine.
She’ll be taken care of and looked after. Mckenna won’t lack for a single thing, and I’ll make sure her mother is taken care of, too.
Whistling, I make my way to the other bathroom.
The warm spray feels good on my back, and I close my eyes. A memory of Mckenna’s parents dancing at some fundraiser event floats through my mind. No matter what you can say about them—and a lot has been said, like that Mckenna’s mom is power-hungry and a social climber–that’s so laughable if you’ve ever met Liz Moran—the love between them is hard to ignore.
In that memory, right beside Mckenna’s parents, is my gorgeous mother, touching Davis’s arm. He smiled at her and walked back to the table as my dad took Mckenna’s mom for a dance, laughing together. The four of them were friends. Many people tried to be part of the exclusive club they formed, and all failed.
They were people that just fit together.
I am enraged that Mckenna’s father could risk this lifelong friendship and get together with the mob.
I had never let myself daydream about a different life. I’ve put my nose to the grindstone this past year and done what was expected of me, but being with Mckenna makes me feel like I can dream about a different way of living.
As long as I have her by my side, anything is possible.
I quickly dress in a pair of khakis and a button-down shirt.
“You look very respectable.”
Mckenna stands in the doorway, her lengthy hair curled down her shoulder.
She is wearing a light pink sundress that hits her knee, with a black cardigan.
“Turn for me, hellion.”
She takes a step in and then gives me a twirl.
“Good, it’s not see through.”
“I checked,” Mckenna smiles. “Anything else I need?”
“Are you trying to find out where we’re going?”
“Maybe.” she blinks at me, a sly smile on her face.
I cup her nape and bring her in for a taste. Her lip gloss is sticky on my lips, but I can’t resist nibbling her bottom lip.
“My driver is waiting for us. Come on,” I say. I take her hand in mine, and we walk together downstairs. It feels so right to hold this woman’s hand. Finally, after all the years I spent lusting after her, she is mine.
I hope she feels the same way.