I’m on the stairs near my office waiting for Pippa to come out. I don’t know why I’m so nervous, but maybe it’s because she still hasn’t said I love you back. I know she does, I can see it in her eyes, she just has to be brave enough to say the words.
There’s a noise behind me and I turn around thinking I must have imagined it. But after a second I hear something again. I glance at my office one last time before curiosity gets the better of me and I climb the stairs away from Pippa and towards the sound.
The last time I saw Simon he was dealing with the florists. He’s the only one besides Pippa and me allowed up there and the sound has the back of my neck tingling.
“Hey, in here,” I hear someone hiss.
My brows furrow as I climb the stairs faster. Did someone sneak in here without us knowing? I shove my phone in my jeans and hit the number on my cell. It sends a signal to the security who have been watching the outside of the house all day. I don’t know how long it will take them to get here but I’m not taking any chances.
“There’s got to be something we can grab,” another voice says from the end of the hall.
I slow my approach, the carpet cushioning my steps, and get closer to the bedroom I put Pippa in when she first got here. Most of it has been moved out and it’s in my room now. The one we call ours.
“This place is a fucking castle. There’s probably gold bars laying around.” I hear a shuffle and then someone else talks.
“She must not suck dick because I don’t see any jewelry.”
My vision turns red and I ball my fists up as I move right outside the door. I raise my foot and with one swift kick, the ancient dark wood splinters and it disintegrates. The air is filled with dust and debris as I stand there fuming and waiting for it to clear. Once I can see through the cloud of wood, I see two young shitheads standing in our bedroom with wide eyes of terror locked on me.
“You two fuckers are dead!” I bellow and I can hear it echo off the walls. That’s when I hear the pounding of footsteps behind me as my security team no doubt got the page.
“Oh shit!” one of the little bitches cries as he’s frozen in place.
“Mr. Grayson?”
I hear the security guard behind me as I walk slowly towards the guys who are wearing shirts that have the logo for the chair rental company on them. I grind my teeth knowing they should have been long gone but must have stayed behind to snoop.
“We’re sorry, mister, we were just—”
“Lost,” the other guy finishes, but he knows I’m not buying it.
“Take the young men into custody. I’ve called the authorities,” Simon says in his cool calm voice. “Just as they were leaving the flowers were delivered and the headcount was miscalculated. These were the two that were unaccounted for.”
“Please arrest us,” one of them calls over my shoulder to Simon as I stalk closer.
“You’re smarter than you look,” I growl low in my chest.
I want to beat on these little shits for breaking into my house and thinking they could take something. I want to turn them into pulp for disrespecting my woman and coming anywhere near her possessions. I want to get out all of my fears and frustrations on them, so that I can feel better.
I grab the closest one by the collar of his shirt and lift him off the ground. His face turns white as a sheet and I toss him over to where the security is standing and he crumples to the ground, moaning.
The other guy stupidly tries to run and I grab him by the scruff of the neck and haul him up in the air. I toss him into a pile with his friend and he hits the other one with his face and I hear a crunch. When security pulls him off the floor, his nose is bloody and I do feel a little better at seeing it.
“Timber.”
The sound of my name on those lips would call me back from the dead. I turn around to see Pippa rushing towards me just as the guards take the proverbial trash out. I wrap her in my arms and hold her close, breathing in her scent. A calm peace washes over me—the effect her touch always has on me.
“Can you handle everything?” I ask Simon, who is looking at the busted door frame.
“Don’t I always?” He smiles at me and I nod.
“Where’s your sister?” I ask as I carry Pippa out of her old bedroom and down the hall to our room.
“She’s checking in with the caterers in the kitchen and going over the seating charts. I came to find you and get ready.”
I bury my face in her neck as I walk into our room and kick the door shut behind us.
“Timber, what the hell just happened?”
“I can’t lose you,” I say as I kiss down her throat and walk towards the bed.
“Lose me?” I can hear the smile in her voice as I put her on her back and start to unbutton her shirt.
“The thought of someone coming in here and trying to take you from me—” I grit my teeth because I can’t finish the sentence. I’m so angry again at just the thought I rip open the front of her shirt. Buttons fly as material rips and the sight of her pink lacy bra covering her breasts does little to calm me.
“Hey.” She cups my cheek and I look into her eyes. “I love you, Timber.”
I still at her words and blink to make sure I heard her right. “What?”
“I said I love you. I should have said it the first time we made love, but I was scared.”
“And you’re not now?” I lean into her touch and move between her legs.
“Never when I’m with you.”
She pulls me down to her and I press my lips to hers. The kiss is gentle at first, but the moment I feel her tongue slide against mine, all bets are off.
“Yes, I love you and yes, I’ll marry you.”
“You will?” My heart swells as I stare into her eyes and see my future before me. It was unknown for so long, but now that I have my Pippa my path is clear.
“I will.” She nods and I kiss her again.
Her body wraps around mine as I reach between us and unbutton her jeans. I push them over her hips and down her legs until I can yank them off of her. She’s not wearing any panties because I still haven’t replaced the ones I got rid of when I moved her in here. As I drag my hand between her legs and her damp slit, I’m thankful I never did.
“Fuck, I need to eat it.” I lick my lips as I move down her body and onto my knees.
She spreads her legs wide and without shame as I grip her ass and bring her pussy to my mouth. One long languid lick between her soft lips and I can taste her desire. She’s rich and tangy and oh-so-fucking sweet as I suckle on her mound. My cock was here not more than a few hours ago, and I’m desperate for it once again.
“Goddamn, it’s like a drug.” I lick her again and she cries out as she grips the sheets. “You’ve made me addicted to this. It’s your fault I can’t have you without the taste of this sweet cunt on my tongue.”
“Timber, don’t tease.” She wiggles and raises her pussy to try and get closer to my mouth.
“You tease with the way you keep this between your legs and don’t share it with me,” I grumble as I eat her like a ripe peach.
“I never tell you no,” she moans, her breath catching.
“And you never will.” I slide two fingers into her tight little pussy and it grips me as I rub her sweet spot inside. “That’s it, right there.”
“Timber!” she shouts, and her body has no choice but to fall over the edge and cum for me.
I lap it up like the greedy bastard I am and hum my appreciation. “There’s nothing sweeter.”
When the last of her orgasm has left her I move up her body and undo my jeans. My cock falls into my hand, thick and swollen with need. It’s hot and the end of it is wet with cum so I smooth it down my shaft and slick it up. I jack it off a few times right before I line it up at her entrance and slide it all the way home. Her wet hot heat squeezes me tight and I have to force myself to stay calm and not cum right that second.
“Always so perfect,” I groan, lying on top of her.
Her lips find mine and I love the taste of her being shared between us. It’s dirty and yet so fucking intimate. I crave this closeness and don’t know if I’ll ever get enough.
“I love you,” she says against my mouth and it’s enough to undo me.
“Again,” I grit out as I pull out and thrust back in. “Say it again.”
“I love you.” She arches her back and closes her eyes while I sink deeper and deeper into her.
“I get bigger every time you say it.” Her body is slick with sweat and I slide over it as I enter her with my heavy cock. It’s so full and tight that I know I won’t last much longer.
“I love you!” she cries out and I feel another climax rock through her as her pussy pulses and slicks my path.
“Fuck,” I groan as I hold myself deep and the rush of my own orgasm hits me. Hot cum fills her pussy and leaks out between us as I empty every drop of myself into her. “I love you.”
She moans and rubs my back, her legs falling limp on the bed. I can hear the hum of appreciation as I lie on her and try not to smother her with my weight. I should roll over or pull her on top of me, but I’m not ready to leave this embrace. I love being on her like this and having her under me. It feels like I’m protecting her and keeping her safe.
When I feel her lips on my cheek I turn my head to the side to meet them. Our kisses are slower now and not as rushed, but I know we don’t have much longer.
“I need to get dressed. People will be here soon.” She rubs her nose against mine to soften the blow and it works.
“You’re lucky you agreed to let me be your date.”
“I wonder what would have happened if I hadn’t said yes?” She smiles at me as her hands rub across my chest and I see the diamond on her finger flash.
I snatch her hand and kiss the ring as I look into her eyes. “We’re never going to find out.”
“Never,” she agrees, and I lean down and kiss her once again.