Dirty Little Brat (Dirty Series Book 1)

Immediately my hands come to cover myself and move away from him. He thwarts me. “Do not ever hide yourself from me. I said I would not take you now and that is what I mean. I simply seek to take care of you right now, baby. Raise your arms.” I look into his eyes searching for what I am not sure. But when I see nothing but desire and a hint of affection of some sort, I surmise I can at least trust him to keep his word. I raise my arms and as my dress comes over my head, still stuck in darkness, I hear his sharp intake of breath and a curse under his breath. Feeling even more self-conscious, when it is fully off, I cover my breasts. Looking anywhere but at him, I feel the tear start to trickle down my face. It never occurred to me that I might not have the body he is used to from the women he has had. I have never been found lacking and it hurts.

“Fuck.”

I look up when he curses because something in his tone sounds distressed. To my surprise, it is not disgust I see, but want. A desire unlike anything I have ever known. Testing the thought, I remove my hands and I can see him visibly shake. Interesting. Maybe he is not so turned off by me. I am mortified to know I said this out loud when he answers.

“Never for one second have I seen you as anything but perfect. Everything I knew I would want in my soulmate, never think otherwise. Know that I will castigate myself for eternity for making you feel even for one second anything other than. I cursed the first time, because as much as I am trying to control myself, when your dress began to come up, I was face to face with the body of a Goddess. My Goddess. And my dick starting spitting baby milk all over my boxers. It is taking everything I can right now to not throw you on the floor and ravage your pussy. Especially when I can see the stickiness on your thick-ass thighs baby and can smell it from here. I want to roll in it like fucking Yogi the bear. But my upbringing and the knowledge of what you will and already mean to me, forbids me from doing so. Now please take mercy on me and put your gown on Lexi.”

Wow. What else am I supposed to say to that. My chest is rising and falling like I ran a fucking marathon. All of those words, and the look on his face makes me ache in places I didn’t know could feel. But my heart is also strumming a staccato. I want to push him to the limit and beyond. I want to lay on my back right here, legs spread, fingers playing in my pussy, tongue wetting the lips that want his cock inside of it, and dare him not to take me like the wanton hussy I am. Just for him.

But something stops me. I want to say it is the good girl in me. Psssh…. we all know that would be a lie. The thing that stops me from acting how I crave to get what I want, is the subtle yet very present pleading in his eyes for me to not make him go against whatever, code he has. So, I put the gown on, and slide under the covers. I know I have made the right choice when his shoulders visibly relax, and he gets in the bed behind me. His arms wrap around me and I feel contentment like I have never known. Being in his arms is the safest I have ever felt.

Is this what love feels like?8SaxsonWe have been asleep for 7 hours onboard my jet. I awoke to her leg draped across my thigh, with her hand right over my rapidly rising cock. Several deep breaths and a slight hump later, I give up on being able to contain myself. Especially with her warm pussy, right up against me. After kissing her succulent lips, soft in her sleep, I roll her over onto the bed and get out.

I shower quickly and throw on some sweats and a tee. Deciding I need to be out of the room and away from her almost naked form, I walk into the sitting room and try to get some work done. “Good Morning Mr. Maldonado. Can I get you anything for breakfast this morning?”

“For right now coffee will be enough Tereza. I will wait for Miss Bose to awaken. What is the ETA on touchdown?”

“At the last inquiry right before you came out, it was an hour, Sir. If there is nothing else?”

“No. That will be all.” She walks away back to the galley.