Bring me to life (The golden collection) (20 page)

             
"If that is what you want!" I sniffed.             

             
"One more thing, can you stop running off every time something get a little difficult?"               I gave a little smile.

             
It was true I was getting into a bit of a habit. I ran home in London, his place and now the bar. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tight. For a whole weekend I was his.             

             
"Oh Maxwell" I buried my head to his chest. "What will you do with me?"             

             
"I'll....." he lifted my head so his lips rested on mine. "Kiss you softly." I gave a little groan and his tongue softly massaged mine. "Then I'll unzip this little hot dress." His fingers found my zip and slowly he undid it; Freeing my breasts. His hand cupped one and his fingers began their teasing on my nipples. I felt my body exploded below and my back arch with his touch.

             
He scooped me up in his strong arms and my dress still hanging on my waist. He carried me over to the sofa and laid me down.

             
"Now I'm going to give you exactly what you crave."             

             
I slowly licked my lips. Every inch of this man was perfect. Oh and  I craved him. I craved his touch, his scent, his body, his heart and him so much it hurt. I could feel the desperate need inside me build. I was aching for him.

             
He rested in between my legs and pulled the skirt of my dress up.             

             
"This going to be quick because I haven't had my fix from you in a while." I raised an eyebrow.

             
Now I was his fix?

             
He placed his fingertips on the sides of my thong and pulled them off. Just before he discarded them he gave them a quick sniff.

             
I blushed with embarrassment. Did he actually just do that?             

             
"Don't look shocked Miss Dawson" he laughed as he discarded them. "You smell heavenly."

             
I watched as he slowly undid his zip and his large ridged manhood free its self. I bit my lip. I loved the way he tasted. He lowered his body down on me; Pressing me into the sofa. Itch by itch he filled me up. I moaned and arched my back again. He felt so good there.

             
Without warning he began to slam into me  repetitively I hooked my arms around his neck and pulled his lips down to mine. The heat of his body next to mine, the taste of his mouth, the sweet feeling of him entering and withdrawing. Before I knew I could feel that sensation rip through my body. I kissed him harder as the orgasm took it holds and filled my body its sweet release. Maxwell slammed harder and found his own.              

             
He slumped down on top of me and we laid clinging on to each. Listening to each other breath. "Oh Miss Dawson" he inhaled. "Every time you make me come like an explosion." He kissed my cheek and rested his head on my chest.             

             
"ER... UM!!!" We both looked at each in shock and slowly our eyes looked over at the front door. A tall young red hair girl was staring at us. Her eyes were narrowed and her mouth tight.

             
Maxwell quickly took off his jacket and threw over me. "Amber!" He yelled. "What the FUCK are you doing here?"             

             
She slammed the door shut and crossed her arms. "Seriously? You want an explanation while you're in that position." She rolled her eyes and picked up her bag. "I am going to put this in my room and when I get back." She raised an eyebrow. "You'll have sorted yourself out."

             
She left the room. Maxwell jumped up and sorted himself out. I stood up pulling my dress back up and smoothed it down my legs. Maxwell came behind me, moved my hair and did the zip back up.             

             
"Who is she?" I asked.             

             
"My sister" Maxwell laughed he turned me round to face him. "I have no idea what she is doing here."             

             
"I'm here because I wanted to get away!" She snapped as she made her entrance. "You may own everything but you don't own this place." Her eyes turned in my direction. "Where did you pick this one up from?"

             
My mouth dropped open.
What a bitch! 
Who the hell did she think she was?

             
I glared at  Maxwell. He was giving her the cold glare. She had offended him too.              Maxwell tilted his head to the side. "The woman you're talking about is my girlfriend and her name is Georgina Dawson. So say your sorry NOW!!" He yelled.

             
Amber lowered her eyes. I think she felt bad.             

             
"I'm sorry" and she gave me a genuine smile which I returned. "What you doing here?"             

             
Maxwell walked over to the sofa and sat down. He took out his cigarette pack out of his pocket and lit one up. "Me and Georgina are here for the weekend." His eyes glared at Amber as he exhaled the smoke. "Mum know you're here?"             

             
“NO!" she snorted. "She thinks I'm at Uni."             

             
"Then why aren't you?" he snapped.

             
I went and sat down next to him. I felt a little awkward being in the middle of sibling rivalry. He placed an arm round my shoulder and pulled me into him.             

             
Amber sat down opposite us and gave out a little scream. "They are driving me round the bend. Everyone is on my case, the teachers, the parents and now you!" She ran a hand through her hair. "I'm coming up to 20 years old and I'm getting treated like 15 year old."             

             
Maxwell shook his head and gave a little laugh. "What did you do now?" A little amusement filled his voice and Amber stared down at her hands. By all means Maxwell knew his little sister well.             

             
"I got thrown off one of my courses and if my attendance doesn't improve I could  get thrown out completely."             

             
"Why did you get thrown out?" Both Maxwell and Amber looked at me.

             
Whoops did I say that out loud. I shifted in my seat and looked down at my own hands. I felt uncomfortable now. Me and my big mouth. Always getting the better of me.             

             
"Oh you know just the usual" she casually waved her hand. "Partying too much, not doing homework or my assignments. Not attending exams and basically not bothering to show up." She took a deep breath and smiled. "So I get to spend a whole weekend with my big brother and his beautiful girlfriend?"             

             
"Looks like it" Maxwell mumbled. "Even though I wish you weren't here!" He stumped out his cigarette and stretch out his arms whist he yawned. "Anyway, I'm beat. Georgina shell we?" His eye beamed at me and it made my heart stop for a second. I nodded and he grabbed my hand. "Night Amber" and we left heading for the bedroom. Once we were safely inside we burst into a roar of  laughter.

             
Oh my god that was really embarrassing!!             

             
I placed a hand over my mouth. "Has that happened before?"             

             
Maxwell shook his head and tried to control his laughter. "No! Did you see her face?" He mimicked her expression and it was a good likeness. "God...  I haven't laughed like that in a while." He took a deep breath and smiled. "It could only happen with you  Miss Dawson!" He strolled over and hugged me tightly. "Now bed!"

             
With that I got ready for bed, slipped in next to him and fell into a deep sleep.

CHAPTER 13

             
I opened my eyes and for a few seconds I had to think where I was. I looked up at the drapes and the white posts of the bed. A massive smile appeared on my face. I stretched. I had slept so well. I felt relaxed for the first time which felt like forever. I turned over and looked at the sleeping beauty.  I ran a finger down her cheek. She was beautiful even while she slept. I could lay here and watch her all day.

             
Slowly she opened her eyes and gave me a sleepy smile.

             
"Morning" I whispered as she pulled herself into me. I grabbed her hard and tight. I never wanted to let her go. It was bad enough I would had to share her with that shit brick.

             
I felt my mouth tighten. Why was I thinking about him? I was the one waking up to this princess. I was the one making claims on her body. But... He had claimed her for life. I closed my eyes and took in her scent.

             
"I'm hungry" she giggled.

             
"Are you? Well let's go and see what we can do about that." I got out of bed and grabbed a T-shirt. I watched Georgina get up and straighten out her hair. She looked cute in her pink PJ's. A wicked smile appeared to my lips as I recalled last night. "Come" I ordered. She followed as I led her into the living room.

             
There was my worst nightmare sitting at the table. She had already cooked for us which was a little bit of relief.

             
"Hey" Amber smiled. "I was just about to wake you. I cooked you breakfast. Eggs. bacon, toast, fresh orange juice and coffee." Me and Georgina made our way over and sat down. "I wanted to say sorry for what I said to you." Her eyes looked over at Georgina. "I was out of order."

             
"It's okay" Georgina smiled.

             
"I thought we could all spend the day together. Hang out on the beach. I invited Brett!" Amber began to dish out the food.

             
I rolled my eyes. Why did she have to run away this weekend.?

             
I didn't want to spend time with her. I had plans for me and Georgina. I didn't want my little sister tagging along. She was annoying and would chat forever if allowed. I looked over at Georgina. She loved happy and relaxed.

             
"Besides" Amber began. "If you're going to be family.... I need to get to know you."

             
"Family?" Georgina chocked her eyes widen.

             
"The ring!" Amber laughed looking at Georgina's hand. "I noticed it last night but I didn't say anything."

             
I glared down at the ring. Why was she still wearing it? Shit face wasn't here.

             
"It's not an engagement ring" I spat. Georgina quickly whipped it off and placed  it on the other hand.

             
"I must of put it on the wrong hand when I washed them." I witnessed the terror in her face. She knew it had gotten to me. I had scared her and it hurt. I grabbed her hand and held it tight. 

             
She gazed over at me. "Honestly!"

             
I had to lighten the mood this wasn't exactly what I had planned.  "Will Brett be bringing Libby?"

             
"Libby?" Amber asked. "What happened to the wife?"

             
"The wife is long gone!" Georgina laughed.

             
I was amazed...A bitchy Georgina?  I liked her. Amber raised an eyebrow as if she was deep in thought. I had seen that face before she was plotting something. So it looked like we were spending the day at the beach.

             
It could be worse. I could of been home alone and Georgina with Blake.

             
Right that was it.

             
I was no longer going to think about that prick. I was going to enjoy myself with Georgina. Nothing better than to perve at the woman you loved wearing a bikini.

             
Georgina looked up biting her lip. I loved how we thought alike.

             
"I don't have any beach wear" Georgina blushed. That's why she was biting her lip.

             
"You can borrow some of mine!" Amber clapped with delight. Maybe today wasn't going to that bad after all.