Time for Change (10 page)

What did she want to do? She had feelings for Chris, and no matter how
much she thought about it, she couldn’t leave him. Their life had changed
enough for her to know not to back out.

Hands on her shoulders startled her. “Wow, you’re incredibly jumpy
today,” he said.

She saw the landlord had disappeared. “Have you settled everything with
him?”

“Yeah, I’ve paid him rent and given him enough money for him not to be
out of pocket for new tenants.” He leaned down brushing his lips against her
neck. She closed her eyes loving the feel of his lips on her skin.

When his hands were on her she lost all the doubts from her mind.

“Come back to me, baby,” he said.

“I love your touch.” She whimpered as his hand caressed down her body to
squeeze her breast.

“Good, I’m going to take you to lunch when all of this is done.”

“What about moving in?” she asked.

“I’ve already arranged for a firm I trust to take care of your stuff.
It’ll be at the apartment when we get back.” Chris stroked over her nipple,
making her gasp.

“You’re in control of everything.”

“I know what I need to get things moving. Trust me, Rachel, this will
work between us. We’ll figure everything out.” He kissed her temple.

She signed her name on the final sheet of paper work. Standing up, she
turned to face him. “I can’t sit at home all day doing nothing. I need to
work.”

“Good, there’s a position at the hospital for me. I’ll hire you as my
personal assistant. We’ll be together all the time. You’ll learn to trust me
that way.”

“This is not about trust.” However, thinking about it now, she liked the
thought of seeing him all the time. Working was in her blood. She’d never been
a lazy person.

“I know. I fucked up that night two years ago, Rachel.” He wrapped his
arms around her, pulling her in close.

“What do you mean?” She heard him sigh.

“My biggest regret in life was bringing a woman home. I’d watched you
for so long, and I felt desire for you. I felt like a monster for wanting you.
You always looked at me like I was some god who could do no wrong. There is a
lot of wrong I can, baby, I promise you. I’m not perfect at all. I wanted you.
Whenever I saw you I wanted to get you naked and fuck you so hard and fast that
you didn’t know where I ended and you began.”

She leaned back to look at him, seeing the truth on his face. “You
really wanted me that badly?”

“Baby, when it comes to you, I always
want
you.”

“Why did you get another woman? Why were there so many women?”

“I never saw any interest in your eyes. I couldn’t force something like
that. We’ve always been close, Rachel. You’re a great friend. If I pushed
something that was only alive in me and not in you, I risked far more than
rejection. I risked losing you. Losing you is not an option anymore.”

He made sense.

“You wouldn’t have lost me, Chris. You mean too much to me to walk
away.” She cupped his cheek, bringing her fingers over his lips.

I can touch him.
He’s mine to touch like I’m his to touch.

Dropping her gaze to his lips, she stepped closer.

“I want to kiss you,” she said.

“You don’t need to ask my permission, baby. Kiss me.”

He stood still in her arms. Chris was taller than she was. Going onto
the tips of her toes, she pressed her lips against his. The touch was light at
first. She explored his lips, gently, not wanting to push too far.

His hand gripped her hip. She pulled back to stare in his eyes. “Your
fingerprints are on my hips,” she said, smiling.

“I intended to mark you. How did it feel having my marks on you?” he
asked.

“I liked it.” Before he got a chance to speak, she slammed her lips on
his, plunging her tongue into his mouth. She closed her eyes and gave herself
over to the pleasure of his lips.

Fingers sank into her hair, holding her into place. Chris didn’t take
over the kiss even though she sensed he wanted to. She searched his mouth with
her tongue, exploring him. Rachel took her time, getting to know the feel of
him with her lips alone.

After some time passed, Chris pulled away.

“I can’t take much more of your torture,” he said.

“I’m not torturing you.” She rubbed her nose against his breathing in a
sigh of relief at the fact she could touch him without feeling guilty.

He took her hands in his and pressed them against the hard ridge of his
cock. “You’re torturing me, baby. Everything about you is hard for me to
resist.”

She giggled. Rachel couldn’t stop herself from the euphoria exploding
inside her.

“How about we give ourselves one last treat here?” he asked, lifting an
eyebrow.

“What do you have in mind?” He unbuckled her coat and pushed it off her
shoulders.

“We’re all alone, and it has been too long since I’ve seen you naked.”

Her shirt joined the coat followed by her bra. In one swift move he
lifted her onto the table.

“The table isn’t strong enough for me.” She held on tight to him.

“It’s strong enough for you.” He cut off her speech with his lips on
hers. “I’m going to fuck you on this shitty table, and then I’m going to take
you back to my apartment and fuck you in every room.”

“Are you doing this after lunch? It’ll take a long time to get all the
rooms in your apartment and surfaces covered,” she said.

“Vixen, I’ve got a long time to achieve my goal.” His lips moved down from
hers to her neck. She moaned and whimpered as the pleasure intensified.

Pushing him away was not an option.

****

Rachel was going to be all his. Chris kissed along her collarbone,
licking the path down to the top of her breast. Her nipples were rock hard, and
her breathing was getting deeper. His cock was stiff. All he wanted to do was
tear off their clothes and fuck for the rest of the day. Instead, he was going
to devote his time to her tits before taking her on the table.

While he’d been talking with her landlord, he’d been imagining fucking
her across the table.

Soon, he’d be inside her, and it would no longer be an image for him.

“Are you wet for me, Rachel?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“How wet?”
Working on the buckle, he slowly pulled her jeans down. She lifted her
ass, making it easy for him to release her clothing.

“A lot.”

He tore her panties from her body and stared at her. She was completely
naked whereas he was still fully clothed.

“Touch your pussy.”

Her hand went between her thighs. He gazed down, watching her fingers
work between her bare slit. The trust she showed him last night took his breath
away. There was something between them. A connection that couldn’t be taken
away and had always been there, waiting for them.

“Tell me how wet you are.”

“I’m soaking my fingers, Chris. I’m so wet. You make me wet.”

“Good. Give me your fingers. I want to lick your cream off.” Her scent
wafted up to his nostrils. She smelled so damn good.

Rachel pressed her fingers to his lips. They glistened in the light, and
her scent intensified.

Staring into her eyes, he slowly licked each finger, taking all of her
cream from her fingers.

She gasped as he sucked each finger into his mouth. When he was done, he
took her hand in his and placed it between her legs. “I want to lick more of
you. Give me more.”

Kneeling down in front of her, he took one of her nipples into his
mouth. His cock was so hard and hurting against his zipper. Reaching down he
released his cock through the zipper. He loved the power he felt being fully
clothed with Rachel at his mercy.

“Please, Chris,” she said, whispering the words for only him to hear.

He pulled away seeing the lust shining in her eyes. “Circle your nipple
with your cream.” He was feeling dirty and wanted to see how far she’d go.

Many women had a lot of inhibitions when it came to sex. He didn’t want
Rachel to feel any of them.

She fingered her nipple, coating the bud with her essence. Before she
moved away, he sucked her bud into his mouth including her finger. He moved from
one breast to the other getting her to soak each nipple with her cream.

The more he ordered her, the wetter she became.

When he could no longer take it he stood, pressing his palm to her cunt,
testing her wetness. He pushed her hand out of the way to finger her clit.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” he said.

“Yes.”

“Are you ready for me?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Beg me.”

She frowned. “I don’t know what you mean.”

He stared at her and pinched her clit, watching her squirm underneath
him. “Tell me what you want.”

“I don’t know how.”

“Then say, ‘Chris, put your cock inside me.’ You know how to do this,
baby. I want to hear you tell me what to do.”

“Chris, please, I need your cock inside my pussy. I need you to fuck me
hard and make me come. No man has ever made me feel like this before in my
life.”

He pressed a finger inside her, amazed by how tight she was.

“Don’t you worry about a
thing.
I’m going to
take care of you.” He pressed a hand on her chest, pushing her back onto the
table.

Opening her legs, he gripped his shaft, running the tip along her slit.
When he bumped her clit, she cried out, trying to thrust up against him.

“Hold steady.” He stroked up and down her clit, bumping her entrance but
not going inside.

She growled. “Fuck me already,” she said.

“When I’m ready.
You’re not going to rush me.” With her command on the air, he took his
time, circling her clit then going down, teasing her entrance with the chance
of being fucked.

All the time he pulled away, loving her response to his lack of sex.

Her cream was dripping out of her cunt and leaking down to coat her ass.
Only when she looked ready to cry did he tease her entrance. She rolled her
eyes, not believing he’d fuck her all the way.

Slowly, he returned his hands to her hips and slammed in deep.

Rachel cried out. Her hands landed on his arms. If it wasn’t for his
jacket her nails would have sunk into his flesh.

“See, I’ll fuck you when I’m good and ready.”

Her cunt pulsed around his cock with her cream soaking him. She really
was amazing. Pushing to the hilt inside her, Chris didn’t move. Her hands were
still on him.

“Tell me you love me,” he said.

She bit her lip, keeping the words back.

Reaching down, he fingered her clit. When she was at the point of
orgasm, he withdrew his fingers, leaving her hanging for release.

“I love you, Chris. I’ve always loved you.”

He pounded inside her, not giving her chance to move away. The words of
love were exactly what he wanted to hear.

“I love you, Chris,” she said again.

Holding her hands down onto the table, he fucked her hard and fast. She
cried out in orgasm, and still he kept up his thrusts.

“I love you, too, baby.” He meant the words. Chris did love Rachel. She
was part of his soul and the reason for him to look forward to a future.

He felt his orgasm building. His balls were incredibly tight. Chris
growled out as his orgasm shot out of him into her waiting body. In all of his
life he’d never felt so complete. This was the right thing for both of them.
Rachel was his life and would be his future. Staring down into her dark brown
gaze, he was struck by how strong his woman was. She may need him in her life,
but she’d survived so much without him.

Rachel didn’t need him like he needed her. She was so beautiful, pure,
and generous.

Chris was determined to be the right man for her, to never let her go
and to never take her for granted.

Panting for breath, he waited for the last of his orgasm to ebb away.
Pressing his head against hers, Chris promised to never give her the chance to
leave. He couldn’t handle being alone again or seeing another man finding
happiness inside her.
 

Chapter Nine

Two weeks later

Working for Chris was the biggest mistake Rachel had made. It would soon
be December, and the thought of working with him for another moment filled
Rachel with disdain. He needed a nurse or someone who understood the medical
jargon. She didn’t even understand who was important and where he needed to
sign. The work was too hard for her. She was never interested in medicine.
Rachel appreciated all people who loved medicine, but it wasn’t for her at all.
She even hated watching the medical shows on television.