Bound (Bound Hearts #1) (18 page)

Adelaide

“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

Courtland’s looking down to me as I’m lying in a grassy yard reminding me of my home back in Georgia.

It
was
the yard in Georgia.

“What are you doing here?”

“What do you mean, babe?”

“In Georgia? What are you doing here in Georgia?”

“I live here,” laughing, he straddled me and blocked the sun. Looking at him, he seemed different. He had laugh lines that I don’t’ recall ever seeing. His eyes were alive with mischief. The sharp lines and angles on his handsome face seemed a few years older than I remember. He still looked magnificent as ever though. He bent and kissed me with passion, but there was a gentleness to it I don’t remember.

He lives here in Georgia?

“How do you live here? You live in Houston.”

“Oh, did you fall asleep? Let me remind you, love. We’ve been married for five years and today is the day you gave birth to our beautiful baby girl, Courtney. You’ve been baking out here a little too long
, babe. Let me wake you up.”

“Addy?”

Courtland shook me awake. My eyes shifted in the warm heat and Courtland was peering down on me as he rested his head on his elbow.

Woot! I
t was only a dream. That was some dream.

“Everything okay
, babe?”

A warm smile appeared on his face and he stroked my face with his warm fingers.

“Yeah. Everything’s okay. How long was I out?”

“Oh. Only about thirty minutes. You looked so peaceful while you slept. I bet you dreamed of something beautiful. Just like you."

There was a truth in his eyes that I knew I could lay everything down for him. My dreams, my burdens. I knew he’d raise hell and do whatever he had to, to make me happy, but some things are better left kept inside. That dream was only that, a dream. However beautiful it was.

Courtland would never give up all the hard work he’s done here and uproot his entire life
and for what? Life in Georgia? I don’t think I could ever move back to Granville. Too many bad memories here.

“Thank you, Courtland. Now, what are we gonna do?”

‡

Our day at the beach came to an end a few hours later and between JR, Courtland and myself, we were nice and tan. I had written another six pages while JR and Courtland threw around a Frisbee. Gram stayed close to me, somehow sensing I needed her strength.

Then Courtland loaded up the truck while Gram and I changed into our clothes.

“Adelaide?”

I just finished rinsing off the oil, sand and grit from the day, when he knocked on the stall.

I creaked open the door as I wore a towel and he didn’t even look in
, but shoved his hand inside with his shirt in it.

“Wear it. It’ll be big so you need to tie it around your waist.” I grabbed the shirt and he closed the door behind him.

I brought his shirt up to my nose. It smelled of beach, soap and masculinity. Just like Courtland. I didn’t think he wore cologne, so it must be the soap he used. I took another large lungful and I heard Gram giggling in the background.

“You trying to inhale that shirt?”

“Ha. No, of course not silly. It just smells so good.”

I pulled out a clean bra, panty and spandex shorts that stopped at mid-thigh. I knew my thighs would be rubbing, and denim would suck when it rubbed against the redness of my suntan.

I tanned easily, luckily, so in a few days, all the burn I had would fade into a nice golden color. I tied his shirt into a knot in back and Gram and I made our way back to the boys by Courtland’s truck.

JR helped Gram in
, then as he said he would do, went to the other side and sat by her. I knew better than to try and hop into the lifted seat, so I waited for Courtland to finish settling our belongings under the back cap. He came around, opened the passenger side door and lifted me easily inside without a second thought.

I loved his strength. It amazes me every time he picked me up. I felt so delicate and small. I was short but he made me feel feminine and special.

I buckled in, Courtland walked around, got in and settled behind the wheel and cranked up the AC, to cool us off. We then made our way back from Galveston and our mostly peaceful day at the beach.

“Let’s go eat some dinner.”

‡

When Courtland parked
, JR got out and hugged both me and Gram, telling us he’ll see us Saturday.

“It’s so good to have you home baby-girl. Don’t be a stranger.” Then he laid his forehead on mine, “I really missed you Addy.”

“I missed you too.” He kissed my temple, then took Gram’s hand before placing a charming kiss on the back of it.

“Pleasure meeting a fine lady like yourself Gram.”

“Likewise, you handsome devil.” JR went back to sit in the truck and she made her way inside.

Courtland walked me in, just as Gram was heading up the elevator. We stopped short of the elevator
and into a hidden grove.

“When can I see you again Adelaide?”

His hand skimmed down my arm, caressing me and forming goose flesh. “Tomorrow there’s a conference between all the authors and inspiring authors, and bloggers. Where we talk about the differences in each genre, criteria and knowing your market and stuff like that. Then, there’s a banquet ceremony in the evening. I plan on writing in between so I can get some work done.”

“Alright. How about we have that movie date Thursday
night? What’s going on then?”

His hands stilled at my waist and he brought himself closer.

“Thursday and Friday are the book signings. Open to all the public. Then Friday night is the VIR, uh, that’s ‘Very Important Reader’, after-party. Which there’s a dinner and provides an intimate behind scenes for reader and author. So, Thursday sounds great! Disney’s Frozen it is, huh? You have that in your DVD repertoire?”

“Ha. No babe. I’ll pick it up.”

“You are so-

Then
, his lips were on mine. Licking at the seam, begging me to open. I was only too happy to oblige. I love kissing him. There was something about the way he kissed me that I couldn’t resist. His lips were enticing and sensual and I was helpless. His touch ignited my veins and sent heat down my spine and settled in my core, making me desperate for relief.

I felt the heat and slickness gather between my legs and Courtland’s hand traveled to my ass, squeezing and kneading. I felt my breath catch and his tongue reached in, mating and tangling with mine. He lifted me easily, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. One of his hands stroked down the middle seam of my shorts until his thumb pressed into my crotch, where I knew my entrance was soaking wet. He pressed up and I gasped out his name.

“Courtland, we-

“No one’s looking Addy. Let me take care of this ache for you.” He brought me down so I massaged along the steel hard length of him, bringing the hand that rotated against my clit to the front so I could dry hump him through our clothing.
His hand manipulated my clit as we imitated sex and my vagina was scouring up and down his shaft. It didn’t take me long with the thin frailness of our clothing bringing me to release. There was a thin sheet of sweat at my hair line and he groaned, before puffing out air at my neck.

Licking the salty sweat off my neck he sucked down hard. Geez. I’ll be wearing his mark
s for days, if he didn’t stop.

“What about you?”

“Me? I just jizzed my shorts babe.”

“Oh my goodness, that’ll be
an embarrassing walk back to the truck.”

“Ha-ha. Not too much to be noticeable. But enough to be satisfied. I’m all good. This was about you
, Addy.”

I nodded my head and took deep breaths until they were calm and even.

“Thursday, then?”

“Yes, Courtland. Thursday.”

“Will you let me pick you up? I’ll bring you back in the morning before you have to get ready for the signing Friday.”

Uh. I didn’t know about that. I never slept with a guy before. I didn’t know if I could handle
it.

Seeing my hesitation, he signed deep. “If you really can’t stick it out, I will bring you back here. No pressure.”

I was giving in. I totally was getting sucked into his soulful gaze and all I saw was gentleness, honor, and truth. Trust. I did trust him to do as I asked if I wasn’t comfortable.

“Okay.”

He smiled brightly, without triumph as I thought he might. “Thank you Adelaide. I won’t let you regret it okay?”

“Alright. I better go.”

This time he kissed me with sweet gentlemanly chasteness, then kissed my nose. “I’ll text you when I get home. No harm in texting is there?”

“No
, and that sounds great.”

“Bye
, babe.”

“Bye.” I waved to him as he sauntered leisurely back towards parking. I loved looking at him too. He was so hot and sexy. And yes I totally stared at that bubbly, muscly ass of his. He pushed the door open, but stopped.

“Stop staring at my ass woman.” He called back loudly.

Oh. My. God. There were bystanders who paused and look
ed at us both like we were crazy. My face flamed with mortification and he laughed heartily before I heard the door shut.

I laughed awkward
ly before hurrying to the elevators. Sexy bastard loved to make me blush. I’ll show him. As a writer of romance, I knew how to write explicit sex scenes. I was gonna make him regret making me blush. I figured he had asked Joe to let him off today and he’d work extra tomorrow. I’m gonna make sure he blushes, in front of all those men he works with. I leaned back against the elevator wall as I began to plot my sweet revenge.

‡

If I was right, Joe’s Garage opened early in the morning around six. I knew Courtland would be there at that time, but most of the others won’t be there until seven. So I waited. Around seven thirty, I called the garage when a gravelly voice filled the other line. “Joe’s Garage, Joe speaking.”

“Hi Joe!
It’s Adelaide.”

“Hey girl
, I hadn’t heard from you in an age. You need to-

“No. I don’t want him knowing I got a hold of you. He played a mean trick on me yesterday and I was wanting to pay him back. Does he have a heavy load today?”

“For you baby-girl, I’ll give him a light load. Take it easy on him, please.”

“The other guys are working?”

“Yes, of course. Most of them are here.”

“Okay, thanks Joe. Please, please don’t tell him I called.”

Laughing, I could imagine him shaking his head with amusement. “I won’t girlie, but please don’t make him have a heart attack. Or punch someone.”

Laughing
, I promised to do my best.

I waited a few minutes, getting my bearings.

Me: My pussy is sopping wet.

It took a few minutes
, but his response was what I thought it would be.

Courtland: Say what?

Laughing, I texted back.

Me: My pussy is begging for your cock right now. It’s so wet and slippery I can barely catch my clit to torture a release.

Courtland: Whoa.

Me: I bet your cock would love shunting deep inside my pussy. Fucking me hard and rough.

Courtland: Shit. You are making my dick hard. I’m @ work Addy.

Me: Hmmm. Oh Courtland. I can see that barbell hitting my g-spot and pounding into me.

Courtland: Fuck. The guys are looking at me. I am seriously uncomfortable with this.

Me: Yes Courtland, fuck my tight wet pussy. I need you to make me cum. Your dick is so hard and fucking me deep.

Courtland: Shit. Stop it. I can’t leave work right now. We’re busy.

Me: Fuck me Courtland, fuck me with your big hard cock. You make my pussy soaking wet and ready for you.

Me: Make me come Courtland.

Me: Fill me with your big thick dick. Feels so good when you pound into me and your PA jerks and hits my cervix. Fuck me.

Me: Please fuck me hard.

Me: Fuck me deep.