Built For Me (Middleton Hotels 1)

“It will once we get back. She doesn’t know it yet, but I won’t let her work unless it’s at the company.”

“Your daddy taught you right.”

“Yep, and I promise to keep her as happy as possible.”

“That’s because you know better. Your father will tan your hide if you even think twice of mistreating a woman.” My mother looked toward Joe and Rachael. “Speaking of, what’s going on with those two? It’s looking like World War Three is about to erupt.”

“Beats me and Joe. He doesn’t know why she hates him so much.”

“Well, I’m going to break it up and get the scoop. Just a reminder, I want lots of grandbabies.”

“I’ll do my best,” I laughed. She shook her head and walked brazenly up to those two rabid dogs.

Harley’s grandmother, Rose, made it here. She only stayed for the ceremony and to congratulate us before she had to retire for the night, but she did give me a warning. Her expression went from a sweet smile to a “don’t try me” face. “If you ever hurt her while I’m alive, I’ll die just to haunt your ass.” Then, once she spoke her peace, she was all sweet old lady again. I shook my head at the woman. I liked her. I didn’t tell Harley, but I talked to Rose privately and invited her to come live with us. It was what Harley told me she wanted. I called in a service to get her specialized care at our home, although she didn’t need that much help. Rose was a strong woman who had fallen and broke her hip. With Harley having to work, she couldn’t care for Rose on her own, so she was at a nursing home for the time being.

We danced around for an hour, but I was more than done and so was my sweet wife. “How are you doing, my love?” I asked while nibbling on her ear as she sat on my lap.

“I’m doing wonderful. How are you?” she asked, running her hands under my tux, brushing her fingers over my chest. A low growl rumbled from my chest.

“Perfect. I can’t wait to take you home,” I muttered against her neck, kissing her soft skin.

“When is our flight?” she asked, breathily.

I ran my hand down the front of her dress until I reached the hem, lifting it up; my actions hidden by our table. “Tomorrow morning. Is everything packed that you want my brothers to take?”

“For now, yes.”

“We’ll come back and pick up the rest later. The fridge has been emptied and I’m ready to go back home

.”

“Hey, I know this is silly, but since Rachael is staying at a month to month apartment, why doesn’t she just move into the house?”

“I didn’t think of that, love. That’s a good idea and I’m sure while she’s working on the hotel she’ll like a place much closer with a bit more privacy. How about we ask her now and then split? We’ve got a long day tomorrow.”

“Absolutely.”

I took her over to Rachael, who seemed to be having a good time talking to Julian. I searched for Joe, and he was off having a conversation with his assistant, Roxie. After explaining the option to Rachael, she accepted it. We would leave the keys at the front desk for her on our way to the airport.

“Come, Mrs. Middleton. I have a wonderful night planned for us.”

“And I look forward to it.”

We got back to her house, and I barely waited until I closed the front door to pounce. The dress was beautiful, too bad it had to go. I tore it at the seams, revealing her breasts and the fact that she hadn’t been wearing a bra. They were tempting all freaking day the way they pushed out of her bodice. Her tits had been a pleasurable torment and my cock was about to explode from ogling those bad boys the entire time. I pulled the fabric to the floor, then dropped to my knees. I need her freshly married pussy on my face. The lace panties were a sexy touch, but were joining the dress with one tug.

"I’m unbelievably glad you didn't attack me at the hotel," she teased. “I’d have nothing to wear out of there.”

"Tell me about it. The manager's office was fucking tempting me all night. I wanted to pull you in there and do you hard against the desk like I wanted to.”

“Maybe before we go?” she offered.

“We do need to drop off the keys,” I said with a smile and thoughts of her body pressed against the wood as I towered over her driving my cock into her. I needed her to come because I was going to be fast as fuck. I slid my fingers against her slit, rubbing her and making her cream. Her pussy was sopping wet. I tilted my head up and licked her cunt. Her legs were spread out above me as I slid my legs apart, bringing me under her. I cupped her ass and munched on her pussy like a man who had been starving. Her knees bent as she tried to fuck my face.

“Fuck, Jacob. I’m coming,” she shouted, her hands tugging on her breasts. I didn’t take off my pants as I laid her down on the floor. I just pulled my zipper down and dropped my pants to my knees. I leaned down on one hand and thrust myself into her. The overwhelming satisfying feeling of being deep in her womb set me off. I wasn’t going to last.

My mouth placed kisses down the slender column of her throat and worked down to the cleavage, my hand teasing her nipple while I sucked on her breast. She gave me staccato moans that told me she was ready to go. “Can you give me one more, Harley? I’m about to come.”

“Come, Jacob. Please come inside me,” she begged and I came. The second my cum splashed against her walls I felt them contract, squeezing me hard. Her body gave in, coming with me. “I’m coming,” she shouted this time so loud, I thought my ear drums would burst. I fell down beside her, completely spent, but I managed to pull her into my arms where she belonged.