Sweet Immortal (The Golden Collection) (3 page)

             
Her needs only.

             
Georgina followed my lead and pulled down her knickers.

             
“Wrap your legs around me, baby” I demanded as I lifted her up and pushed her back into the door. She obliged and gently  I filled her up.

             
Her fingers tugged in my hair and my lips found her neck. Her hips began to twirl and my cock swirled inside making her wetter and wetter with each penetration.

             
“I love you, Maxwell” she moaned in my ear.

             
“I love you too.” I could no longer keep control of myself. My hands grabbed firmly on her arse and I began to slam into her at top speed. Her head went back as she began to tremble in her orgasmic state. I could feel her insides tighten in pleasure. With one last pound  I unravelled and  found mine. She rested her head on my shoulder, her breathing erratic and her heart beating into my chest. I kissed her forehead and lowered her to the ground.

             
I placed my hands on both sides of her head and she rested still against the door. I blew a little out of my mouth. I just couldn't get enough of her and I loved it.

             
“Your one magnificent woman, George” I moved followed and allowed my tongue to invade her mouth.  “Never leave me...” I hushed.

             
“I'll never let go, Max... I'll never let go!!” She laughed and I rolled my eyes.

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CHAPTER 3

             
My stomach was churning and I couldn't stop shaking. Why was I feeling nervous? I was only being introduced to his baby.

             
And the ex who hurt him and made him live years in pain!

             
I shifted in my seat and looked down at my dress. I wasn't sure if my red boob tube was appropriate  but it was bloody boiling. Maxwell reached out and grabbed my hand.

             
Could he feel my nerves?

             
“Hey, it will be okay” he said. “Olivia will love you!”

             
I knew nothing about children. I hadn't even ever looked after one. Maybe it wasn't nerves, maybe I was scared.

             
Georgina Dawson playing Step-Mother??

             
My anxiety levels began to excel to high levels. I shook my head. I was over thinking everything. I didn't have to play Step-Mother, not yet anyway!

             
What if this Debbie hated me?

             
I began to panic. She might hate me and Maxwell will obviously pick his daughter over me. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I glanced over at his handsome face. I had never been this happy before. I could never risk losing him, I had finally met someone my Dad approved of.

             
“I think we should go back and I should get changed!” I ordered.

             
Maxwell's eyes darted at me and his lip began to twitch. “No!” He said stern in his boss voice. “We spoke about this and you look amazing.”

             
I let out an irritating sigh. “I don't what to look like your dolly bird!”

             
Maxwell tipped his head back and gave his laugh. “Dolly bird?” He looked back at me and gave that smile. My insides clenched and that pain began. “Do you think for one second anyone would class you as that?” I shrugged. “Miss Dawson, your intelligent, beautiful, sexy and a little frustrating at times....”

             
“But....” I urged.

             
He unfastened his seat belt and moved towards me. He could move so gracefully for such a manly man. His arm draped over my shoulder and I could feel his breath on my cheek. The goose bumps began to appear over my skin.

             
How could  he effect me this much?

             
“Georgina!” I narrowed my eyes as he was using his boss voice. I just wished  sometimes he could separate the two Maxwell's. Even though his boss voice was very authorizing and filled my body with deep sexual wants. There were times when he made me feel as if I was a naughty school girl. This was one of those moments!

             
His fingers traced my cheek, I now classed this as his signature move.

             
“I hate the word but! There are no buts” he rested his forehead against mine and gave out a little sigh. “I wish you saw exactly what I see every day. You are my dream come true and when your wearing this dress.” His hand moved up my dress and slowly he began to stroke the inside of my thigh.

             
I felt all my muscles contract and blood flow. This man knew exactly what buttons to press. I grabbed hold of his hand to make him stop. I couldn't have sex with someone else close by.

             
“Mr Thomas” I giggled. “Tame yourself.”

             
His eyes widen with amusement. “Tame?” He began to play with the word and his delicious mouth gave a little smirk. “Would you like to be tamed?”

             
I shrugged. “Depends what you mean by tamed?”

             
He sat back down in his seat and gave me a wink. He was coming up with a game! I loved his games and I loved him.

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I looked out the car window and noticed we had pulled into a little cul-de-sac. In fact it looked like something off  TV. Little white fences, rose bushes and breathtaking houses. Very vintage America.

             
The car stopped... This was it. In a few moments he was going to introduce me to the real love of his life. I began to feel nervous again.

             
What if Olivia did hate me?

             
The car door opened and Jay was standing waiting for me to get out. I took in a deep breath. Maxwell obviously wanted this. He wanted me to meet his daughter. This is how special he thought our relationship was.

             
I got out of the car and sorted my dress out. My heart was beating fast and I was getting very hot. Great, I was going to look like sweaty Betty! Maxwell grabbed hold of my hand and led me towards a house.

             
It was beautiful. Pure white with huge clear windows with a little porch. A wonderful garden. It looked picture perfect.

             
“Daddy!” Screamed a little voice. Within seconds a little brown haired girl came running out the door, down the steps and straight into Maxwell's arms.

             
“Hello baby” Maxwell smiled holding her tight.

             
Her big brown eyes looked up at me. She was the spitting image of her Dad just with brown hair instead of red. I smiled at her and she gave a big smile back.

             
“This is my friend Georgina” Maxwell began. “I thought she would like to come and play.”

             
“Hello Georgina” Olivia laughed. “I have Barbie's... Do you like Barbie's?”

             
I looked up at Maxwell and he had the biggest smile on his face. “Yes I do” I said quietly. My eyes diverted back to the front door. A woman was standing in the doorway with her arms folded watching us. She wasn't fat or skinny. She had short brown hair and big brown eyes. She didn't look like someone I would of associated with Maxwell.

             
“Are you going to let our guests in?”

             
Maxwell lowered Olivia to the ground and we made our way into the house. We stepped inside and Debbie led us into the kitchen. It was amazing all stainless steel work units, black marble cupboards and black marble floor. I was breath taken.

             
“Daddy... Come and see my new playhouse.” Maxwell didn't get to answer and Olivia escorted him off out into the back garden.

             
“Drink?” Debbie grinned at me.

             
“Yes please” I mumbled.

             
“Take a seat” she pointed to some stools at a breakfast bar. I gave a little polite smile and sat down. I could see Maxwell in the garden; He was chasing Olivia. Within a second Debbie was sat next to me with a teapot. She began to pour the drinks.

             
“Help yourself to sugar” she gestured to the sugar bowl. “How long have you been with Maxwell?”

             
“Not long...” I took a sip of my tea. I couldn't stand it but I didn't want to be rude. “A few months.”

             
“Oh!” She sounded a little annoyed. “Just a few months? Well... You must be special. He has never brought a woman to meet Olivia before.”

             
“I know” I added.

             
She tilted her head and glared at me. I think she was trying to study me. I shift awkwardly in my seat. She raised her cup to her mouth and stared out the window.

             
“It's a shame..” she began. Her voice sounded cold and edgy. I watched her and her eyes didn't move from the window. She shrugged her shoulders and placed the cup down.

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“What is?” My curiosity was dying to hear what she was on about.

             
“Me and Maxwell” she sighed and her eyes lowered to the cup. “I should of never left him. He is perfect and I love him very much.”

             
I opened my mouth wide. I couldn't find the words.

             
What was she trying to do?

             
Wasn't she married?

             
I felt a hint of jealousy rush through me. Here was the Mother of his child telling me how much she loved my boyfriend!!

             
“I really don't understand what your trying to say?” I snapped. I was feeling very defensive. I had been here before hadn’t I? Someone trying to make me feel bad about loving someone. Out to destroy my happiness.

             
Her eyes moved slowly to my direction. They were narrowed and cold. She didn't like me that was for sure. Frankly, I didn't think that highly of her either.

             
“I am going to leave my husband and I want Maxwell back. You should do the right thing, Georgina. Me, Maxwell and Olivia are a family.” Her toned changed slightly. “Your very young and you don't deserve to play step-mother. Do the right thing, little girl.... Leave this to the grown ups.”

             
I stood up and shook my head. What a thing to say? I felt angry and hurt. She wasn't that much older than me. What made her think Maxwell would want her? He was madly in love with me.

             
“Hey” Maxwell smiled, he looked at me and by expression he knew something was wrong. His gave his cold stare at Debbie. “What have you said?”

             
“Nothing that she didn't know” her voice full of bitchiness.

             
“Can we go?” I murmured, looking down at my feet. I felt little and uncomfortable. Debbie had made her point she didn't like me with Maxwell. She wanted me gone. Thank god I lived in England and she lived here.

             
Maxwell walked over to me and placed his arm around my shoulder. “Okay. Let me say goodbye to Olivia.” He kissed my cheek and left to find Olivia.

             
Once alone, Debbie turned to me again. “I will get him back... Enjoy your sugar Daddy because before long you will be history!”

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CHAPTER 4

              I entered the kitchen and sat down at the breakfast bar. Once again I had nowhere to go or no one to see. For the last month or so it had been exactly the same day in day out. Get up, coffee, shower, workout, eat and sleep. I was bored with life.