Toxic (Addiction #1) (26 page)

She looked over her shoulder and said, “That should last you for a while, but that’s as far as its going. Don’t ask for more. I owed you a thank you for helping us, and that’s what that was, nothing more.”

Grey just shook his head yes as his hand found its way to his crotch. He needed a release and he just hoped to God that Willow left soon.
 

“I’ll see you around, Grey.”

She sauntered away, giving Grey a great view of her robe-covered ass.
 

When he heard the sound of the door closing, he tore at the crotch of his pants and instantly found his erection. He was done in two seconds, thanks to the great visual Willow gave him.
 

He rested his head on the outside of the hot tub and wondered how he ended up in hell when he did everything right in his life? How the hell was he going to go on, knowing what Willow’s nipples looked like? He was a done man, completely scorched.
 

***

Maisy felt like she was in heaven. She was looking at New York’s beautiful lit cityscape from a bird’s-eye-view on top of the Empire State Building with Rook’s arms wrapped around her, keeping her warm. They had dinner together at a very swanky restaurant where menus weren’t offered and champagne was served to them with the bottle wrapped in a towel.
 

Rook asked Pete to make reservations, not really knowing where to go. He told Maisy he had no clue the place Pete picked was going to be fancier than the bleached mustache of a millionaire socialite. If he did, they would have ditched the media that was set up outside to catch their entrance and grabbed a slice of pizza from a joint down the street.
 

Maisy didn’t mind though, she enjoyed the dinner, not because of the quality of snobbery in the food or the impeccably clean white gloves their waiter donned; it was the way Rook mocked everyone in the restaurant by drinking his champagne with his pinky out, ate his food in tiny bites, dabbed his face gently with his napkin and twirled his non-existent mustache during their conversation. She had never laughed so hard which drew angry stares in their direction, only making them laugh harder at the pure look of disgust on everyone’s faces.
 

Once they left, Rook said he wanted to show Maisy the entire city, she had no clue he was able to schedule an afterhours viewing at the top of the Empire State Building. The view was unreal, like nothing she had ever experienced. There were lights that ranged from bright to dull and from colorful to classic white. Cars blazed up and down the streets in straight lines as Maisy thought about the amount of planning that went into creating and maintaining such an electric city.
 

“Do you like it?” Rook whispered in Maisy’s ear, as her back pressed against his chest.
 

“It’s beautiful, Rook. Thank you for bringing me here.”

“I wish we had time for more. I promise you, after the tour, we’ll come back here and I’ll take you to a Broadway show, have a real slice of New York pizza, and ride the subway while trying to locate a genuine subway rat.”

“Sounds enchanting,” Maisy said with a smile.
 

He gripped her tighter and rested his chin on the top of her head as they both stared out into the dark abyss of the city. Maisy didn’t think she could be any happier. She was with the man who stimulated every thought and feeling in her body, her career was lifting off, and she was experiencing the world for the first time, like she had always dreamed. Everything seemed to be going so well, she was afraid it was going to all come to a crashing end.
 

“Do you ever worry that life is too good sometimes? Like you’re just setting yourself up for failure?” Maisy asked, while her chin pressed against Rook’s forearm that was wrapped around her.
 

“All the time. But I didn’t start feeling like that until I met you. Every second of every day I’m afraid I’m going to fuck something up and I’m going to lose you.”

Maisy kissed his arm. “You can’t think that way.”

“It’s hard not to. Good things don’t come easy for me. I have to work for them and the fact that you just showed up in my life, out of the blue, scares the ever-living-fuck out of me. You could be ripped away from me at any moment. I don’t think I could handle that.”

“It won’t happen. I’m lost without you, Rook. Even when you were a giant dick of a man, I still needed you in my life, even it was from afar. You have been in my life longer than you know. I have always felt a deep connection to you, even when I was sitting at home, listening to your CD. I felt like I knew you, like I knew every thought and feeling that ran through your body.”

Rook kissed her head. “I feel the same way, baby.”

“Let’s get out of here. I want to feel your body against mine,” Maisy said with a smile.
 

Rook’s eyes lit up as he looked down at her. She didn’t know if she saw love in his eyes, but she did see something. Adoration? Lust? Whatever it was, it was pumping through his eyes like blood to the heart.
 

“Hold on,” Rook said, as he dug around in his pocket. He pulled out his phone and put it in camera mode. “I want a picture of me with my baby.”

He pressed the button on the phone that flipped the camera to the front so now they could see themselves on the screen.
 

“Smile, gorgeous.”
 

How could she not? She smiled into the camera as he leaned into her side and kissed her cheek. He snapped the picture and then took another while she was looking at him. Her heart fluttered from the way he looked her in her eyes and stroked her hair.
 

He quickly played around on his phone as Maisy looked over his shoulder to see what he was doing. He switched the wallpaper on his phone so it was the picture they just took together. He muttered the word “perfect” under his breath as he saved his new changes.
 

“Now let’s go,” he said, as he grabbed her hand and led her to the elevator.
 

Maisy felt like such a girl as she melted into a puddle at the look he gave her, the way he grabbed her hand, and the way he guided her to the elevator. He took care of her, he always needed to touch her and he worshipped the ground she walked on, as if she was the only girl in the world.
 

She was more than ready for where they were headed next. She had on her lingerie, courtesy of Quinn and she had received a couple of tips from Willow that she most likely wouldn’t use just because they seemed way too kinky. She was going to finally give herself away and she couldn’t have picked a more sensitive and caring man.
 

Chapter 13

The trip from the Empire State Building back to their hotel room was one huge blur in Rook’s mind. All he could think about was getting Maisy back to the hotel and out of the dress she was wearing. He told himself multiple times that he needed to take things slowly with Maisy, especially since it was her first time, but the adrenaline running through his body was overpowering his will to slow down. He needed her naked and in his arms as soon as possible.
 

When they got to the hotel, he started to kiss her, but she pulled away and told him to sit on the bed while she went to the bathroom to “freshen up.” The cheesy line made Rook shake his head and laugh at her. She was so innocent at times, but then again, she had been through more than any person should go through in a lifetime.
 

Rook sat on the plush bed and sank into the down comforter that was on top of the bed. Rook dimmed the lights before he sat down and relished the lighting that was only going to make Maisy look that much more amazing.
 

He pulled off his shoes and socks while he waited for Maisy to get back from “freshening up.” He didn’t take off his pants or shirt because he wanted Maisy to do that. He wanted to feel her small hands glide across his body as she disrobed him. The thought of her hands all over his body made him hard. He needed to drop the thoughts or else he would be exploding in his pants before she stepped one dainty foot into the room.
 

There was a noise coming from the bathroom, so Rook turned around to see what the commotion was. Rook’s heart seized in his chest as Maisy slowly opened the bathroom door. The light from the bathroom shone behind her, making her look like a walking angel, his edgy angel. Her long blonde hair grazed her sides where her slight hips swelled, showing off her womanly curves. She was wearing a black lace bra, a black lace thong, and a black lace garter belt with attached thigh high stockings that made Rook’s dick knock at his zipper, just begging to come out and play. She was a walking contradiction, angelic beauty with her golden locks that flowed gracefully in the air and her sinister outfit that would make any red-blooded man beg to be taken right there on the spot.
 

Swallowing hard as she approached him, he held out his hand. She put her hand in his and he dragged her closer so his hands were planted firmly on her waist.
 

“Damn, Maisy. Are you trying to give me a heart attack?”

“What?” she feigned innocence and twirled on spot, giving him the most glorious view of her garter-clad ass. Fuck, he was a goner.
 

“You know what. Where the hell did you get this ensemble?”

“Quinn helped me out.”

“Remind me to kiss Quinn later.”

Maisy pushed Rook so he was on his back and she straddled his lap. She placed both of her hands on his chest and leaned down, giving him a great view of her cleavage. She didn’t have big breasts, but what she did have was plenty for Rook to handle.
 

“You better not be kissing anyone but me, ace.”

“Is that a threat?”

She flicked his nipple making him nearly jump off the bed. His hand quickly went from her hip to the offended nipple for soothing purposes.
 

“Jesus, woman. Play nice.”

She just smiled at him and lowered her mouth to his. He forgot all about his now fully erect nipple and moved his hand back down so he was caressing her hips again as her mouth ran across his. She was so sweet, so innocent, but a temptress with the way she swiveled her hips and ran her fingers through his hair as she moved her tongue in and out of his mouth.
 

Usually he was a take charge kind of guy, but he liked what was happening. He liked the fact that even though Maisy was inexperienced, she felt the need to be all over him. It boosted his ego to astronomical levels that he most likely didn’t need.
 

As he mated with her mouth and reciprocated every stroke she made with her tongue, he moved his hands around her garter belt and un-snapped the stockings so now he could run his hands freely without getting caught up in the straps. It was hot as hell.
 

Her hips continued to move across his, providing an undeniably satisfactory friction that was starting to almost cause him pain from the early release he so desperately needed. To avoid complete and utter embarrassment from finishing too early, he lifted Maisy off of him and stood up so he was staring down at her. She breathed heavily as lust coursed through her face.
 

“Take my clothes off?” he asked in a husky tone.
 

She got off the bed and stood directly in front of him. Her eyes didn’t leave his as she felt around for the hem of his shirt. Her fingers brushed against his bare stomach as she lifted his shirt over his head. She tossed it to the side and returned her hands back to his shoulders. She leaned into his chest and kissed him gently where his heart rested as she slid her hands down and unbuckled his belt.
 

Rook felt his breath catch in his throat as she slid down his zipper and moved his pants down to the ground. He felt his dick surge forward from the tight confines the jeans he wore provided. She left his eyes for a second to take in his entire body. She licked her lips as she looked him up and down. When she returned her eyes back to his, her cheeks were flushed and there was slight worry etching her brown doe eyes.
 

He placed his hand on her cheek and rubbed her face with the pad of his thumb.
 

“Don’t worry baby, you’re with me and I won’t let anything bad happen to you.”

She nodded, as she leaned her head into his gentle caress.
 

Rook reached behind Maisy’s back and unlatched her bra. The fabric fell down her arms and exposed her tight nipples and pert breasts. Rook’s mouth watered at the sight in front of him. He worked the rest of her clothes off, even her stockings until she was completely bare to him. She squirmed in place as he took in her entire body. She was breathtaking.
 

Rook ran a hand over his face. “Christ, you’re gorgeous. You’re perfect.”

Before she could reply, he took her mouth in his. He needed her at that moment, so he took what he so desperately wanted. He moved her to the bed and made her lie down in the middle. She was a perfect angel floating in the cloud of the down comforter the bed provided. He stood back, grabbed the waistband of his boxer briefs and pulled them down, exposing himself to the flesh of innocence lying in front of him.