Free His Stand In by Rebecca K Watts Page B

shaft. Moisture threatened to drip out her mound, there was no need to be gentle. His dick filled her to capacity and she rode him right there.
    She tossed her head back and rocked against him. His hands wrapped around her waist and he thrust back into her. Electricity flowed through her on contact. The long curve of his shaft moved within her, hitting the perfect spot. It took everything in her power not to cry out in pleasure when the tugging started at the base of her stomach.
    Her inner walls pulsed and Christian gripped her tighter. He knew she was on the verge of exploding. She refused to go alone and rolled her hips in a circular motion, pushing and swirling against him until he tensed. With one final thrust, they reached their peak in unison.
    Egypt collapsed against his large frame. She enjoyed the safety of his embrace as her breathing settled.
    “ What has gotten into you?” He didn’t hide the elation on his face. His eyes sparkled in awe as if he were experiencing the power of electricity for the first time.
    She handed him a moist wipe from his desk. “I wanted my husband, and I didn’t want to wait for it.”
    “ You have no complaints here. You did catch me at an awkward time though. I have a meeting, and I am about to be late.” He adjusted his clothes as he spoke. “Can we finish this tonight?”
    “ Don’t forget about our interview with the online magazine.”
    “ Yeah…that.” His smile faded.
    Egypt sighed. She had to open her big mouth and put a damper on things. They’d been doing nothing but interviews since the wedding. Everyone wanted to know about the happy couple and it was wearing on them.
    He gave her a kiss and mouthed, “I love you,” before opening back up his office door and heading out.
    Egypt glanced looked at the mirror on his back wall. Did he just say what she thought he said? “I love you?” When did that happen? Every ounce of her being knew that’s how she felt but Christian? When did happen for her and how in the world could he just drop the bomb on her and walk out?
    She let out a sigh and checked her hair. Every strand was still in place. She proceeded out the door herself. What in the world had she gotten herself into? She was supposed to take the money and run at the end of the contract. Now she didn’t care about the money and hoped in the end he’d want her to stick around.
    *****
    Christian drove across town to his meeting. All the while his thoughts were on the small woman who’d walked into his life and consumed him. When did love come into the picture? It had snuck up on him like a thief in the night and when he said it he knew he meant it and didn’t care if she knew it too. But, fear kicked in and he ran out before daring to see the look on her face.
    His mind drifted to the last woman he said, “I love you” to, Natasha. It amazed him at how he could love both women in different ways. The love for Natasha had to do with being comfortable. She represented everything he was used to…who society dictated he be with. Society provided him with a woman who cared more for all the comforts he provided than him.
    After moving her in the romance dissipated. She’d rather be shopping than caring for his needs. After he put her out his mind went to focusing on the business and that’s it. Building his hotel empire left no room for women, especially money hungry ones.
    Then in walked Egypt. She was the solution to his problems but more so the mending to his badly damaged heart. On every given moment she wanted nothing more than to spend time with him. Outside of almost running out his life after the TMZ debacle she’d put a smile on his face since the moment they tied the knot.
    He pulled up in front of the W hotel. Business needed to be handled at that moment, but later he’d make sure he showed Egypt just how much he loved her.
     
     

Chapter Eleven
     
    Gridlocked traffic slowed the ride, but Egypt still managed to make it home with enough time to