Intrigued and Enchanted (33 page)

“May I take off your shirt Mr Redgrave?” I look up at him from under my hooded lids.

“Yes.” He doesn’t touch me as I stand naked before him, unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it off his shoulders to the ground. I run my hands over his toned, tanned flesh before dropping to my knees, my gaze never leaving his. I grab his ass in one hand, steadying myself as I wrap my fist around the base of his cock and start pumping my fist up and down, flicking my tongue out onto the head with every up stroke.

“Jesus Lily.” It’s all the encouragement I need. I’m hungry for him, desperate to give him the release he needs. I take the tip of him into my mouth before sliding down him as far as I can. His cock twitches when he hits the back of my throat.

“Fucking hell.” His words are a whisper as he tries to control himself, knowing that he can’t be loud in here. I lick him from root to tip, lapping up the pre-cum beading on the head of his engorged cock. He lets me set the pace, thrusting up and down the length of him, until he can’t take it anymore. He grabs handfuls of my hair at the back of my head and holds me in place as he starts frantically pumping in and out of me, hitting the back of my throat with each thrust of his hips.

“Fuck…I’m going to come.” One more thrust and he stills, his cock pulsing as his orgasm rips through him, releasing his hot cum down my throat. I gently move my lips over him as he rides out the rest of his climax, his eyes squeezed shut, trying to contain the groans I know are trying to escape his chest. He pulls me onto my feet and crushes his mouth down on mine. Nothing else matters, just us, this moment, together.

“I’m not done with you Miss Pritchard.” I can feel his dick growing hard again between us.

“Turn around and lean over the desk. Spread your legs wide for me.” A jolt of electricity shoots to my core in anticipation of the exquisite ecstasy I am about to feel. When I do as he asks, he moves between my legs and positions himself at my slick entrance.

“Always so wet sweet girl.” In one hard thrust he fills me to the hilt. A moan escapes me before I have to bite down on my lip again to stifle my reaction. He starts pounding into me, forcing me to grip the desk for purchase. He’s so animalistic, so primal and domineering in this moment, and I can’t get enough of him. I’m quickly on the edge of another mind-blowing orgasm when Brandon reaches down and presses his thumb against my clit. I’m lost to the explosion that obliterates my awareness of everything around me. I start to scream Brandon’s name, but his hand is covering my mouth almost instantly.

“Quiet baby. Oh...Fuck.” He keeps his hand over my mouth as he loses himself to his own orgasm. He bites down on my shoulder to contain his own cries of pleasure. We buck wildly against each other until we are completely sated; wringing every drop of pleasure from our bodies. Brandon slumps against my back, kissing down my spine.

“Oh my God Lily. That was…intense.” We stay like that for a moment, catching our breath and savouring our skin to skin contact, his cum dripping down my thighs, before the reality of where we are kicks in. Brandon gets some tissues from his desk to clean between my legs before I grab my clothes and quickly get dressed while Brandon puts on his shirt and zips his fly.

“Fuck, I love watching my cum spilling out of you.” He walks up behind me and grabs me round the waist, lifting me over to the sofa in his rather large office that I’m only just getting a proper look at. He positions me in his lap, cuddling me close to his chest.

“As
amazing
as that was Lily, do you want to tell me what’s going on? Why did you want to see me?” I nuzzle into his chest, trying to find the right words.

“I read the last letter you sent me when I was missing.” His arms tighten around me.

“I was sitting in the park reading your beautiful words and I felt completely overwhelmed by the intensity of the love I feel for you Brandon. You’re my world,
my
better half. I love you with all of my heart, with all that I am. I need you to know that.” He lifts my chin with his fingers, pressing a tender kiss to my lips.

“I love you too Lily. It’s you and me now…okay?”

“That’s all I want Brandon.”

“Then that’s what you shall have my sweet girl.” I suck his bottom lip into my mouth before he devours me – not with a wild, desperate kiss, but with a kiss that is so sensual and heartfelt that I feel it in my bones.

Brandon grabs some work that he still needs to get finished due to my…interruption, but pretty soon we are on our way home, deciding to forego dinner in a restaurant and get takeout on the way back to the penthouse.

We have a great night eating Thai food, laughing, and watching rubbish TV together. It's great to just be together and enjoy each other. We’ve been through so much already, we’ve learned to appreciate the little things.

34

Friday in the office is excellent. I know this sounds nerdy, but I really enjoy the morning meeting; hearing what everyone else at the magazine has been working on this week, sharing my own work and getting to know everyone a little better. By lunchtime I’ve uploaded my blog for the online magazine and sent my article to the editor for the published magazine. I can’t wait to buy a copy with my first ever article in it. I fire off a quick text to Brandon before heading out to lunch with some of my colleagues.

Me: Just submitted my first article for publishing. Yay me. Love you. X

Almost immediately I hear back from him.

Mr E: So proud of you. I love it when you SUBMIT. Can’t wait to see you. 5.30 sharp!
Love you too. X

It amazes me how he always make time to respond to me. I know he must be extremely busy with work, and it warms my heart. I have a lovely lunch and head back to the office to get a jump on my assignment for next week. The afternoon goes by in a blur of downloads and research. When the clock hits 5.30 I’m out the door and on my way to Brandon, the butterflies taking flight at the thought of being back in his arms.

I’m not disappointed when I see him leaning against the SUV, his tie loosened, and his top button undone. I can feel his magnetism pulling me to him. He grabs me and kisses me, pushing me against the car, his body pressing into mine.

“Hi baby.” He has such a carefree smile on his face, it’s contagious.

“Hello yourself. I missed you.” Brandon nibbles on my neck.

“I’m glad. You won’t mind coming for a walk with me and getting some dinner? The one we were going to have yesterday.” That sounds like a perfect way to start the weekend. Brandon puts my work bags into the trunk before ushering me into the car.

“I thought you might want to change into something more comfortable so I brought you some clothes to choose from.” Nothing I own, all brand new. He’s unbelievable. I take advantage of the blacked out windows and change into a cute lemon sundress and ballet pumps before fixing my hair and make-up and opening the door for Brandon.

“I’m surprised you didn’t come in for the show.” I smirk at him.

“I would have, but we’re on a schedule and we definitely would not make it to dinner if I got in the car with you half-naked.” He bites his lip and I know he’s wiggling his eyebrows behind his aviators. I put on my sunglasses and we leave Angus behind to go for a walk in the evening sunshine.

Brandon pulls me into his side as we walk, his fresh scent and cologne assaulting my senses, sending tingles down my spine. As we walk and talk, laughing and planning our weekend neither of us notice the person in front of us until she speaks.

“Oh honey. You took him back after what he did? That’s just sad. What lies did he tell you this time?” Victoria. The smug, bitchy grin on her face makes me want to slap her. I feel Brandon’s body tense as he moves to put himself between me and
her
.

“Victoria…” I stop him, pressing my hand to his chest. His heart beating wildly beneath my fingertips. I slowly lift my lips to his, placing a feather light kiss on his lips, his cheek cradled in my palm.

“I’ve got this Brandon. Let me deal with it.” He looks wary, but nods his agreement. I whip round to see her staring daggers in my direction.

“Nice to finally meet you Victoria.” My voice is calm and controlled. It ruffles her, I can see it in her eyes.

“I’ve heard so much about you. None of it good, of course.” She opens her mouth to speak but I cut her off.

“No Victoria. I think you’ve said and done enough. It’s my turn now.” I feel Brandon’s hand at the base of my spine.

“I should really be thanking you for sending me those photos.” She sneers at me.

“And why is that?” Pure venom drips from her every word.

“Well…it made me realise just what a colossal BITCH you are. I now understand just what Brandon had to put up with from you and what you put him through. Even after all of that, you managed to show just how amazing he really is, that he would help the likes of you if you were in trouble.” Her jaw almost drops to the sidewalk as I continue.

“You see Victoria. I actually love Brandon, and he loves me. Nothing you could
ever
do will change that. It’s pathetic really, that you had to resort to lying and scheming just to be in the same room as him. I can understand your desperation. It must sting to realise that you threw away the best thing that will ever happen to you in your sad, little, life, and for what? To get your tits out on magazine covers.” I can see I’ve got her now. The anger bubbling behind her eyes.

“You don’t know anything about me you little bitch. Brandon will get bored of you soon enough and come back to me.” Wow. This girl is delusional. Brandon makes a move, rage emanating from his body. I speak up before he wades in. He doesn’t need to stoop to her level. I throw my head back and let out a full on belly laugh.

“Wow. You really are a crazy, fucking, bitch, aren’t you
Vicky
? I’m only going to say this once, so listen up…You are nothing to us. You are
less than nothing
to Brandon. He hates you. I hate you. I’m pretty sure that most people who meet you…
hate you.
Now, here’s the important part.” She looks scared now. Time to dial up the crazy.

“The next time you see us in the street, you better cross to the other side. If we walk into a shop or a restaurant that you happen to be in, you better make yourself scarce…because… Victoria…If I
ever
see your evil little face, or hear another word coming from that forked tongue of yours, I
will
…rip your fucking head off. I will ruin your pathetic excuse for a money-maker. Do we understand each other? So much as breathe in Brandon’s direction and I will
end
you. Got it?”

She knows better than to answer that. One more word from her and I won’t be able to hold Brandon back. She simply turns on her heels and crosses the street, leaving us to get on with our evening. My entire body is shaking, vibrating, as Brandon spins me in his arms.

“Lily. That was…amazing. I didn’t think you had that in you. You’re so….sweet, and so...badass. That was
such
a turn on. No one has ever done anything like that for me before.” He cradles my face in his warm hands, his mouth capturing mine in a passionate kiss.

“God, I fucking love you so much Lily.” I wrap my legs around his waist, not caring that we are standing in the middle of a busy street.

“I love you too Brandon. Just you and me, remember.” We stay like that for a few minutes before Brandon lowers me back to the sidewalk and we continue on our walk to the restaurant. We hold hands, exchanging loving smiles and longing glances as we go.

We arrive outside a great looking Indian restaurant, the smell coming from inside is positively mouth-watering.

“Come on. You’re going to love it in here.” Brandon excitedly pulls me through the door and there, at a table in the far corner, are Jess and Simon. I turn to look at Brandon.

“Happy? I thought you might be missing your bestie.” I throw my arms around his neck squeezing my body against his.

“This is fantastic Brandon. Thank you.” We are quickly seated with our friends to enjoy an evening of laughs, good food, and great company. It’s lovely seeing Brandon and Simon together – they’re so…boyish. Brandon relays the events on the street with Victoria to whoops and hollers from Jess and Simon. Jess high-fiving me for my bravery. We all have a good giggle at my out of character tirade.

Jess and Simon seem to be getting along well. I recognise the way he looks at her. I see it in Brandon’s eyes every time he looks at me. I’m so happy Jess has found someone who appreciates her. I’m not going to mention it to her because I’m worried she’ll freak out again, and really mess things up with a great guy.

After a lovely evening we agree to make a plan to go to the Hamptons together one weekend before the summer is over. We say long drawn out goodbyes outside the restaurant before going our separate ways. Brandon and I take a leisurely walk back to the penthouse, enjoying the buzz of the city around us as we relish our own little bubble of calm. When we make it home, Brandon has me naked before we reach the living room.

He spends the next four hours lavishing me with his attention, covering every inch of my body with kisses, licks, and nips. He takes my body to the greatest heights of pleasure before pulling both of us over the edge, time, after time, after time. He makes love to me, he fucks me; he dominates my body in every sense of the word. We collapse into our bed in the early hours of the morning, our bodies languid and our every desire satisfied.

We spend most of the weekend in bed together – It’s heaven.

35

My second week at work is just as great as the first; Monday and Friday enjoying the office camaraderie and Tuesday to Thursday spent working from home and spending a lot of time naked with Brandon, in his office, in the kitchen, in our bed, and in the shower.

This week I was reviewing an author of crime thrillers. They are not my usual choice for my reading pleasure, but I couldn’t deny that this guy knew how to write. I really enjoyed broadening my horizons, but come Friday night I was looking forward to some intensive Brandon time, away from his cell phone! No matter how much time I get with him during the week, I have to share him with whoever is on the other end of the line. At the weekends he shuts his phone off and only checks it for emergencies.