Maid For You - A Cinderella Love Story (16 page)

The music changes tempo to a slower R’n’B song and I hesitate as he draws me closer against him. Dancing to upbeats tracks was one thing, but I’ve no intention of leading him on in the hope of something more.

I extricate myself from him. “I’m just gonna take a break and grab a drink from the bar.”

“I’ll come with.”

I groan internally and signal to Gaby that I’m getting a drink.

We push our way through until I get to the bar and signal for the bartender, where I order a sparkling water for myself.

“What would you like to drink?” I have to almost shout before he can hear me.

“JD and Coke would be great.”

The bartender goes off to make our drinks and I smile at my dance companion, thinking of a polite way that I can get rid of him.

He leans in close and touches the top of my arm. “So, what’s your name, gorgeous?”

“No, actually, it’s not.”

He looks at me with a blank face. I exhale and force a smile.

“It’s Ava.”

The bartender slides over our drinks, and I hand over a twenty and tell him to keep the change.

“I’m Brent, Ava.” He takes a sip of his drink but his eyes stay on me. “What do you say we get out of here?”

Ugh. I’m just about to retort when I feel the hairs on my arm stand up.

I feel his presence even before I see him.

“Back off man, she’s with me. Now.”

My heart pulses against my chest, and Brent looks over my shoulder with a smirk on his face.

“I don’t think so, buddy. I got here first.”

I felt Jax’s stare burning into me and taking my time, I turn and meet his eyes. And temporarily forget to breathe. He looks even more handsome than when I last saw him four days ago. With his black shirt stretching over his chest and his faded designer jeans that hugs his muscular thighs, I found myself unable to tear my eyes away from him.

His jaw is set in a hard line and his eyes narrow at Brent. His voice is pure steel.

“Beat it, man. I won’t ask again.”

I widen my eyes at Jax’s command. Swearing under his breath, Brent gives me one last look and then walks away, muttering to himself.

Folding my arms across my chest, I glare at him. “What are you doing here, Jax?” I’m confused with how happy I am to see him and also angry with him laying claim to me.

“Saving you from that douche.”

I shake my head. “I can handle myself perfectly fine, thank you.” I look over to the dance floor to see Gaby heading our way. Grinning, she shakes her phone at me and then whispers something in her friend’s ear.

“Did Gaby tell you I was here?”

He shrugs, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

“Maybe.”

“What? I don’t believe this.” I take a big gulp of my water. “Surely you have better things to do, like entertaining your bevy of women?”

He frowns, confused by my words, but then a knowing look comes over him.

“Trust me, there’s no other woman or women in my life. If you’re referring to that photo of me and Logan that seems to be plastered on all the damn gossip sites, it’s nothing.” He smirks and leans in closer, and I catch a whiff of his cologne. I suck in a breath as he moves his mouth next to my ear. I can feel the warmth of his breath and my skin breaks out in goose bumps, shooting a tingle up my spine. “Why, are you jealous, Kitten?”

“What? No,
Stud
, not at all.” The words are out of my mouth before I can stop them, and I immediately chide myself for falling back into our old nicknames.

Guard your heart. Guard your heart. Guard your heart.

I slam my glass on the bar and push past him, needing to put some space between us. I can’t figure out what’s going on with me lately. I head in the direction of the exit,
pushing through the crowd and then finally, I make it out onto the street. Gulping in deep breaths of fresh air, I will my heart to calm down as I try to think.

“Ava.”

A shiver runs through my body, highly attuned to the sound of his voice. I feel his presence next to me as I stare straight ahead, the light breeze carrying his scent with it. I inhale sharply.

“Stop fighting us, Ava.”

His voice is low and seductive, the words flowing over me like velvet. My nipples harden against my dress at his words, with the realization that I wanted him more than anything.

Lust overpowers every other feeling, hitting me like a freight train in full motion.

Just one night.

One night with him will be enough for closure.

I chew my lip, eyes still staring into the distance. The words fall out of my mouth before I can properly comprehend what I’m about to do.

“Take me to your place.”

J
ax

“
A
va
-”

She silences me by placing her index finger on my lips.

“No talking, Jax. We’re both consenting adults. But I have one condition.”

She removes her finger from my lips, and I’m so strung with tension that I’ll agree to anything right now.

“What condition?”

“One night only. After tonight, we go back to our lives and close this chapter.”

I’m silent as I contemplate her offer. Before I can answer, the valet pulls up with my Porsche and tosses me the keys.

I look at Ava and draw in a deep breath. Fuck, she’s so sexy, I nearly punched the guy back there for having his hands on her.

I draw her to me and fist my hand at the back of her neck, gathering her curls. Then I bring my lips to hers and devour her, kissing her with everything I’ve got. She moans in response and it drives me crazy. We’re making a scene and I don’t want to get papp’d, so I pull away and step back from the fire raging between us.

“You make me act like a damn teenager around you.”

Decision made, I grab her hand and lead her to my car.

Turning the music up to kill some of the sexual tension between us, I fly through the streets with only one thought in mind. No words are needed. I can see it in the way she grips the edge of her seat. In the invisible waves of need and anticipation rolling off her.

I’ve wanted her in my bed again since that one night we had six years ago, and I’ve waited too damn long for this moment. My erection strains against my jeans and I fight to gain some control with her in such close proximity.

We pull up to my villa in record time and I screech the car to a halt in front of the garage. Throwing open my door, I race around to her side, helping her out of the car.

For a moment, I catch a glimpse of vulnerability on her face – the same face she wore all those years ago. It makes me halt and my heart pounds at the situation fate had once again thrown us into – a second chance to be together.

I’ll be damned if I was going to screw it up again.

Reaching for her hand, she follows me wordlessly to the front door.

As soon as we walk inside, the atmosphere changes between us, becoming fully charged.

“Nice place. I meant to say it the other day.” She draws her arms around her chest and smiles softly.

“Thanks…feel free to make yourself at home. Can I get you a drink?”

“Sure. Thanks.”

I quickly head for the kitchen, needing a moment myself. Popping open a bottle of champagne, I take the glasses and find her in the den, looking at some of my framed photos from when I went travelling. She jumps slightly as I come up next to her and offer her the glass.

“Thanks.” She takes a delicate sip and continues to peruse the photos. I can’t take my eyes off her.

“So, you look like you had some good times.” She slowly glides across to the sofa, and I feel myself instantly harden again at the sight of her tight dress hugging her curves.

Placing my glass down, I stride over to her before she hits the sofa and taking her hand, I pull her against me.

“Oh.” Startled, she whirls around, almost losing her balance, and falls flush against my chest. Her brown eyes flare with heat and she moistens her lips.

Her voice is breathless as she looked into my eyes. “Jax…”

“God, Kitten, I’ve wanted this so for long.”

I take in the vulnerability in her eyes, the desire written all over her face, and all I want to do is to hold her, reassure her that I’m not that same guy who let her down six years ago.

     As if under her spell, my gaze is drawn to her full lips, which gently part. The sound of her shallow breathing fills me with a fierce longing I haven’t known before. I know I had no power over the pull I’m feeling.

It’s always that way with her.

Slowly, I bend down and capture her lips tenderly. A weak gasp escapes her, urging me on, and she wraps her arms around my neck, instantly responding. The taste of her lips is far more than I bargain for, and I draw her closer with a deep groan. Pressing her flush against me, I cup the back of her neck and kiss her deeply, gently, and possessively, my fingers twining in her hair, desperate for more.

    Her body softens against me, molding into me, and her mouth rivals mine with equal demand. Desire rips through me and without breaking the kiss, I sweep her up into my arms and walk across the hall to the bedroom.

Depositing her softly, I step backwards and dim the light.

“Step into the middle of the room, Ava. I want to see every inch of you in the light.”

Inhaling audibly, she goes forward slowly, calmly, waiting for my lead.

I take my time trailing my eyes over her exquisite beauty.

Fucking perfection.

With two strides I’m behind her. Close. Inhaling her scent, which drives me crazy, my lips hovering over her neck.

My fingers locate the zipper of her dress and I slowly drag it down.

Moving my palms under the fabric, I reach her shoulders and push the sleeves over and off, where it lands in a puddle around her feet.

My hands sweep down the length of her arms all the way to find her fingers and entwine them with mine. Leaning her back against me, I lift her arms above her head and spin her around to face me.

My eyes sweep over her and I inhale sharply.

I’ve never seen anyone more beautiful than Ava Isabella Cortes.

Long legs are attached to a slim waist, with hips generous enough for my hands to grip when my cock drives into her. And her magnificent breasts, which are fuller now than they were back then, spilling over her black lace bra.

“I think I’m in heaven. If I’m dead, don’t wake me.”

She smiles and playfully swats me, momentarily suspending the sexual tension surrounding us.

With record speed, I rip open the buttons on my shirt and step out of my jeans, my engorged erection now painful and bulging through my boxers.

I watch her eyes fill with desire as her eyes rake over my body. Stepping closer, she runs her hands over my chest and I groan at the contact, her fingers feeling like silk against my burning skin.

“Take off the rest.” My words have an edge now.

We understand each other in that moment. The ambiance of what we’re about to do swirls heavily around in the room.

Wordlessly, Ava reaches around her back and finds the hooks of her bra. I hold my breath as for one last second of modesty, she holds onto the cups before letting the black lace drop away to land on top of her dress.

I stand there gaping at the perfection in front of my eyes. They’re the most beautiful pair of tits I’ve ever seen in my life, and I can only hope my chin isn’t covered in drool.

Her dark pink nipples go from soft to hardening into tight buds right before my eyes.

All that’s now left is her black thong.

Christ, if I died tonight, I’d be a happy man.

“Everything. Off.”

I heard her inhale, and then she deftly places her thumbs underneath the fabric and pulls downwards, the lace rolling into a twisted band that skims her long legs on the way down.

She steps out of the pile of fabric at her feet, completely naked in front of me.

I have waited
six long years
for this. Could only dream of this moment.

It takes me a few seconds to control myself, to stop from pulling her beneath me and finding that warm, pulsing place to put my cock.

I draw a deep and steadying breath before holding out my hand to her, beckoning her closer.

I think my spine might snap from the tension.

Fuck…

She. Is. Beautiful.

Exquisite. Flawless. The most beautiful woman I’ve ever been with.

The only one I’ve ever given my heart to.

She smiles as she takes my hand. Not able to hold back any longer, I crush her body to me and take her mouth, going deep, my tongue desperately dueling with hers. Burying her hands into my hair, I groan into her mouth in a desperate attempt to merge our bodies.

I slide my hands down to cup the curves of her ass and lift her. Wrapping her legs around my hips, she grips me tightly as my straining cock presses in right between her legs. Moaning into my mouth, she thrusts right against the ridge of my erection as I held her up, telling me exactly what she wants.

Somehow, I walk us to the bed and gently deposit her in the middle. Backing up a few steps, I took a calming breath.

Easy. We’ve got all night.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Kitten. So goddamn sexy right now.”

“Take off your boxers, Jax. I want to see all of you.”

Oh hell yes.

Her eyes flare and she licks her lips seductively, finally tearing her gaze away from my full frontal view to give me a sultry little grin.

“Back up the bed, baby. I wanna taste you.”

She slides her tight little body up the bed and brings her knees up.

Crawling onto the bed, I bend one knee and then the other, giving it all up for my private viewing pleasure.

I have my face between her thighs, licking at the folds of her pussy, until I get to her clit. She tastes fucking amazing and I can’t get enough.

She rocks her hips against my face, her breathy moans of pleasure spurring me on, building her closer to her peak with every flick of my tongue.

I hold her open with my hands on her inner thighs and pin her to my bed, totally at my mercy while I give her my best. Every whimper and soft shuddering sigh turns me on further and I work my tongue a little harder, a little deeper until I’m rewarded with the sound of her crying out my name as her orgasm crashes through her. Pulling on my hair, she clenches her hands as she writhes underneath me, sexy as hell.

After she releases my hair, I give her pussy one gentle suck before moving up the bed and gathering her into my arms.

She takes deep breaths as she brings herself together, her breasts rising and falling in unison.

There aren’t words for how beautiful she looks.

For how she felt, in this moment, in my arms.

She looks up at me, her face flushed and her eyes sparkling. “That was…wow…”

I grip her chin and crush my mouth to hers once again, taking as much of her as I can get. She melts perfectly underneath me as I continue my exploration, trailing kisses along her jaw and then down her neck.

Reaching her beautiful tits, I palm her left breast, feeling the perfection and softness that fills one hand. I suck and nip, pull and kiss, even using my teeth on her, before turning my attention to its twin. I feast and indulge in her body, getting lost in the sweet and beautiful compliance she gives up to me.

“I need to feel you, baby. Are you ready for me?” I look up into her eyes, hooded in desire, her neck arched to one side.

“Yes, Stud. I want you too.” She smiles in the dim glow of the light and shifts beneath me to make room.

I kiss her quickly before hopping off the bed to retrieve my wallet from my jeans.
Condoms
. I pray there’s one in there.
Success
.

She studies me as I drop my boxers and sheath myself. I wink at her and she gasps, unable to tear her eyes away from my movements. The smile on her face just about does me in. That and the sexy way she rubs her thighs together in anticipation.

Patience is a lost battle. I’m desperate to bury myself in her and press her back into the bed, stretching her arms over her head.

She says nothing but I see the fire in her eyes, telling me she wants this just as much.

Gathering her knees and spreading her wide, I guide the tip of my cock to her center, pressing in softly at first.

She lets out a little moan, spurring me on, and I don’t hold back. Her slick wet pussy draws me in on one hard thrust. As much as I want to be, this first time can’t be gentle.

“I want to be gentle, baby, but I can’t do it that way right now. I’m dying for you. I’ll make it up to you later, I promise.”

“I don’t want you to be gentle, Jax.” She arches her back. “I want to feel you, really feel you inside me.”

She looks at me with eyes already lost to the pleasure we’re experiencing. She wants everything I’ll give her.

“Shit…that feels so good.” I close my eyes, just reveling in the feeling of being inside her tight, wet pussy. She feels incredible.

It feels like coming home.

I thrust deep, full, plunging into her over and over until everything else disappears from thought and nothing else exists except the two of us coming together. Hard moving into soft.

Like a key fitting into a lock.

She belongs to me.

Her hands drop from where they’re tangled in my hair and grip the bedspread while I reach below me and tease her clit.

It feels like time has stood still as I continue to fill her, fighting off the urge to empty myself because I’m not ready for it to end yet.

Jagged breaths and faint sighs fall from her pretty mouth. “I’m getting close, Jax.”

I pump harder, faster. My fingers against her clit coax her to a climax and I study the way her lips purse and relax as she rides the high.

The moment she’s done, I piston inside her, giving her everything I have.

Drained and spent, I collapse on top of her before rolling over, catching my breath. Drowning in the scent of us, I’m already longing for another touch.

She rolls to the side to face me and I discard the condom, then pull her into the crook of my arm. I watched her chest rise and fall as we bask in a silent euphoria.

“My God. That was incredible, Kitten.” I kiss the top of her head, breathing her in.

“You’re not too bad yourself, Stud.”

I can tell she’s smiling.

T
hat night
, after I explore her over and over again, we finally fall asleep wrapped up in each other’s arms. She fits perfectly against me.

It was the best night’s sleep I’d experienced in the past six years. Must have slept like a baby.

So much so that when the light filters in from the open blinds, I reach out for her, my body instantly craving for her touch once again.