“Just cooking? That’s the fanciest meal I’ve ever eaten. Nobody has ever done anything like this for me.”
He smiled and shook his head. “I’m not trying that hard, Rebecca. It’s just dinner.”
I stood and took the plates to the sink to wash them. He joined me and helped as we shared a long look. “If I wanted to impress you more,” he said. “I’d take you to dinner somewhere in my private jet.”
I laughed and stared at him. “Seriously? You have a private jet?”
“It’s cheaper than flying commercial to meet with clients,” Austin said. “I just bought a slightly used plane and have a guy to fly it whenever I need to go anywhere. He could be here in a matter of hours to pick us up.”
I stared at him. “Wow. You are rich, aren’t you?” I smiled at him, and he kissed me. “I mean it though. You don’t have to impress me. I never stopped loving you to begin with, Austin.”
He set the glass down he’d been drying and pressed me into the counter with a hungry kiss. I didn’t need to hear him speak to know how much my confession affected him. His hands locking me in front of him told me everything. His mouth told me by the way he claimed me, and I slipped my arms around his neck to pull him closer.
Our mouths met in slow, deep kisses. We molded closer together, and my body ached for him. As much as I tried to take this one day at a time, the way I wanted him made me weak inside.
Austin reached around to cup my ass, and he lifted me. I wrapped my legs around him, and my skirt slid up. He moved us to the bedroom. I kept kissing him, needing this connection as our tongues met again.
Austin lowered me to the bed, his hands sliding under the hem of my sweater to pull it over my head. He knelt on the bed to kiss me again, His hands worked my bra open, and I whimpered against him. Austin slipped the lace off me and cupped my breasts with his hands gently. My nipples pressed against his warm palms.
He pinched me gently, pulling on my nipples with his fingers. I arched my back. Our lips brushed together again. I worked the button on his slacks open and unzipped them, sliding a han
d down to grip his hard cock in my hand. Austin groaned and kissed my jaw slowly, dragging his mouth down to my neck.
I tugged his pants down. Austin stood to kick them off and leaned over me, naked and hard. His eyes burned through my skin. He pulled my skirt down and spread my legs apart before he dove between them, sucking on the skin of my inner thighs.
He tugged the material of my underwear roughly, causing it to tear. I gasped. Austin leaned in to kiss my pussy. I dropped back against my bed weakly, feeling his tongue gently tease my folds before he found my needy clit.
Austin drew it between his lips and slid a finger inside of me, curling it to stroke me.
“Austin!” I cried out, feeling my body tense up with a pending orgasm. “Oh, God.”
His finger dragged against me, and his lips sucked my clit in, and I cried out with it. He coaxed me into a release. I wanted him. No, I needed him. I raised my hips as I came. He tasted me with his mouth as I moaned.
“You’re so fucking sweet, Rebecca,” he told me. “You’re just like honey.” He pulled away and moved above me. “Get on your hands and knees, baby.”
I moved into position for him, dropping my head down to look back as he got behind me. Austin reached out to massage my ass before gripping my hips. Then he entered me with one deep thrust. I grunted as he filled me, still wet and sensitive from the first orgasm. I felt him so deep in me. He pulled back and took me again, moving faster with every thrust.
His hand slipped around my body to pull me against him. He adjusted his angle and squeezed my breast. I dropped my head against him.
“Austin,” I murmured.
He kept taking me, claiming me. I knew that’s what it was as he came, filling me. I knew that.
Austin pulled me down on the bed and held me against his body. We both breathed in deeply, and I closed my eyes, trembling from the feelings he sent racing through my body.
We made love again with Austin on his back as I rode him. I moved slower this time, wanting to feel him filling me so I could memorize it. I was falling more in love with this man with every passing day. I came with a small moan. I looked down to see him staring up at me. He joined me in my release, and I dropped against him, kissing his lips softly.
Chapter Twenty-One
Austin
I looked out the window and sipped my coffee. The snow fell down lightly, making it a perfect Christmas Day. It almost always snowed on Christmas in New York as well, but I didn’t find it this beautiful.
When I first saw the tree in the city and all the people skating on the ice rink in Rockefeller Center, I thought that I’d found my place in the world. I thought I was in my element as I drank with my friends on a balcony and took everything in. I was on the fast track to success back then, and while I was successful, it wasn’t everything I thought it would be.
I walked over to the coffee table and wrapped the small box with the pretty red foil wrapping that Mom favored. I hadn’t lied when I told Rebecca I’d bought her something. I found it a few days ago after roaming the town for something perfect that could tell her how I felt about her. The gift brought me back to the days when we used to be together, and I knew it would for her, as well.
Would that be a bad thing?