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  He stares at me in astonishment before trying his best to calm me down. Taking my hand, he leads us out into the vestibule and down the aisle. As we walk, he whispers, “Fuck Antonio’s. As soon as this ends, you’re coming with me. ”

  Chapter 4

  Kaleb

  We sit in silence while we listen to Edina give us instructions for the following day. It’s a night wedding. My mind is already churning with all the time we can have to ourselves tonight and tomorrow. I knew there had to be a reason someone like her would waste her time on a jackass like Landon. Blackmailing her? What kind of sick piece of shit manipulates a woman into being with him? Landon, that’s who? This isn’t about love. Landon just hates to lose. Sofia must be the first girl who’s ever left him. That must have blown his damn mind.

  “Will you trust me?” My fingertips graze her forearm and she nods, sighing with despair.

  “I dumped him five weeks ago.” She whispers. “It was never that serious to me, but he says he’s in love. Just after we broke up, my close friend’s company went public. It’s his baby, he’s worked so hard on it for so long. Landon ate up all the stock he could find, then bought out one partner, to make him the second biggest stockholder.”

  Landon always did watch too much of that movie Wall Street.

  “He promised he would remain a silent partner, but he changed his mind when I wouldn’t take him back. Then he promised he would back off if I came here. He made it seem like you wronged him, and he didn’t want to be here without a date. Sean just text me that Landon bought out the third founder this morning. He wanted to keep it a secret until after the wedding. Now he owns a majority. This was all for nothing. No, this was a way to keep holding something over my head. I’m done and I feel miserable. I can’t help Sean after all.” She looks away as her eyes redden.

  “Take these.” I hand her my keys. “There’s a black Nissan SUV parked in the lot across the street. You can’t miss it. It’s a rental. Front row. Drive it to the front and pick me up. I’ll wait a few moments and then head out. It’s better that he’s not on to us right away. I don’t want him doing anything against your friend until we know more.”

  She hesitates. I don’t blame her. She hardly knows me. She has no reason to trust me, but she will. From the look in her eyes, I can tell she’s already halfway there.

  “Kaleb...”

  “I’m going to help you. We’ll try to help your friend. Trust me.” When I squeeze her hand, her eyes widen with apprehension then melt with a trust I would never dream of betraying.

  “Where are we going?” She mutters under her breath, before she scoots away.

  “Wherever you want, doll. I just want to be alone with you.”

  Rushing away, she scurries to the back of the church and signals to another bridesmaid that she needs to use the restroom.

  I wasn’t expecting this. I wasn’t expecting Sofia. I didn’t think her lips would feel so soft. I’ve never heard someone’s heart beat when I held them in my arms, or maybe that was my own. This isn’t about Landon anymore.

  This is about Sofia and me.

  Jackie was nothing compare to this. I don’t care if he knew her first. I don’t care if he thinks he’s got some prior claim on her. Sofia is mine. Every inch, every curve, every fragment of this girl’s body belongs to me. I know it and if she didn’t before, she knows it now. I’ve never taken anything that wasn’t mine and I’m not starting now. Sofia’s mine. Sofia was always meant to be mine. Before the night is through, she’ll never doubt it again.

  Chapter 5

  Sofia

  My phone rings. It’s Landon, of course. After sneaking away, we came for drinks. I text Edina I would be absent from dinner but didn’t say much more. I’m not sure how much she’ll tell Landon and I don’t want him coming to look for me. Kaleb has been on the phone with numerous people both in New York and here in town. He knows the whole story now. He’s spoken to Sean and to his partners. I’m amazed how much he knows about business. I mean, I know he’s smart and savvy, he runs two restaurants in Manhattan, but all this financial stuff never interested me much in the past. I regret not paying more attention. I’m sipping on a dirty martini when he returns from the patio.

  “You tried, sweetheart. It’s not your fault. No one blames you.” He leans next to me on the bar stool and kisses the top of my head. “Sean still owns the second largest number of shares and the last transaction is still processing. According to his partner, now ex-partner Gary, nothing has cleared yet.” He orders a whiskey and kisses my hand.

  “But it will? Right? It’s okay, Kaleb. This isn’t your problem. Sean went public and his partners sold him out. Landon offered them more than the stocks are currently worth. Thank you for trying.” I slump in my seat.

  “Not all is lost yet. Have some faith. I made lots of calls. One might pull through for you. I promise I have people working on this.” He smiles as he leans in and pulls me closer. I’ve been waiting for another kiss. He hasn’t made a move since we left the church an hour ago and my patience is wearing thin.

  “Let’s go for a walk.” He lifts me off the chair and leads me through the glass doors. The night air is chilly, but I feel so warm standing next to him, I hardly sense the cold. Something about him makes me feel safe, but then there’s something about him that has me on edge, like a constant friction gnawing at all my senses at once. As we walk, his deep, silky voice holds my attention. He wants to know all about me, why I moved, where I’m working, what he can say to make me want to move back to New York.

  I laugh at his question. “I don’t have a job there, Kaleb.”

  “But you’ll find one.” He turns and moves nearer, closing the gap between us. After tucking my hair behind my ear, he lifts my face and gazes warmly, affectionately, his dark eyes studying me with a look of wonder.

  “You are by far, the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. Tell me you feel something. I need to know you feel a fraction of what I feel for you right now.” I wrap my sweater tighter. I’m warm, but his hungry gaze makes chills travel down my spine and without thinking, I clench my thighs. Our eyes lock for a moment and I feel it. I feel something I’ve never felt before. I feel something I’ve waited my whole life to feel. But how can I say it? It’s so soon.

  People don’t fall in love this soon, do they?

  “Kaleb...” My shaking voice falters and as I search for words, his strong lips crash down, silencing my doubts. Moving us towards a closed storefront, away from view, he holds me tighter, winds his masculine fingers through my hair to kiss me deeper and growls against my mouth. No one has ever kissed me like this. Taking him in, inhaling his scent, tasting his breath, I feel my heart jump, my pulse race and my knees weaken like jelly. As our tongues dance, tasting, fighting, exploring one another, I hear him groan against my lips and the vibrations make the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, shooting shivers down my spine. This man is about to destroy every shred of resolve I have, and I have no doubt it will be worth it.

  “Sofia...” He gasps as his mouth trails off, moving down my jaw, along the line of my neck, following his hands down my shoulders while I fight to contain my moans, fearing others will hear us. His hands fall from my waist to the curve of my ass and as he squeezes my flesh and pushes me to him, grinding me on the impossibly stiff cock his jeans can barely contain, I feel my legs give out. Clutching to the front of his shirt, swooning like a Victorian lady in a corset that’s too tight, I feel his arms catch me and lift me back up, smirking as he bends down to kiss me.

  “My hotel is a block away, angel. Let’s go.”

  Chapter 6

  Kaleb

  I watch her walk around the suite. We have a view and the soft glow of the setting sun fills the room. I love watching her move. Her dark hair, her lean, muscular legs, the sharp slope of her waist, the perfect way her skirt hugs her round ass, it’s all there, waiting for me, waiting for me to take what’s mine. She glances in my direction every few ste
ps, and I can tell she’s fighting to stay calm. I know she wants more, we both do, and it’s about to happen.

  “Do you want something to drink?” She declines but urges me to pour myself one. Perhaps attempting to buy some time.

  “Are you nervous?” I ask, as I pour some whiskey.

  She shakes her head, then nods. “Only a little. We just met.”

  “We met last year.” I jog her memory.

  “And we don’t have to do anything sweetheart. It’s all up to you. It’s enough to be here alone with you.”

  She smiles and I lead her to the couch. Her hand trembles in mine and I squeeze it tight. “I mean it, doll. We don’t have to do anything. I love being here with you. Do you want me to take you home?”

  She stares at me for a moment before she shakes her head and takes my drink from my hand. Standing up, a faint smile crosses her lips as she unbuttons her cardigan slowly. I stay silent. My greedy eyes want to take in every second of this. Peeling it off her shoulders, she lets it fall to the floor and moves toward me. I watch helpless, captivated by her graceful gait and harder than I’ve ever been in my life. My cock has suffered for too long tonight. No, poor guy has been suffering since last year. It can’t wait to break free from these jeans and disappear between those creamy thighs.

  When she’s close enough to grab, I take her hand and tug her into my lap.

  “Get your sweet ass over here.”

  She giggles and my shaking hands seal to her ass, cupping, squeezing, pushing up her dress to reach those panties. Crushing my mouth to hers, I devour those pouty pink lips, licking off that gloss she just reapplied that tastes like cherries. Everything about her is so sweet, I want more, I want to taste it all. Lifting her dress, my hands smooth her back as our tongues intertwine in a heated passion that is sending us both into a frenzy of madness. I have to get her to the bed. I need room to spread these legs and sink my face in her slick pussy. I know she’s soaked. I can smell how wet I’ve made her and it’s driving me crazy.

  Pulling the dress over her head, I feast on the sight of her perfect breasts, her lacy bra hides nothing from me. Instinctively, she blushes and tries to cover them with her hands, but I stop her.

  Shaking my head, I grin and unhook her bra, letting them spill out into my hands. The heavy weight of those glorious breasts makes my dick throb and my balls swell with cum. I don’t know how I’m going to last.

  “Don’t hide from me, Sofia. You’re mine. You know that, don’t you?”

  She bites her lip, seductively and when she nods, my mouth waters.

  Unable to restrain myself, I press my face into her cleavage, soaking up her scent, caressing them against my cheeks before whirling my tongue around a hard nipple and suckling.

  She moans. Her breath catches against my hair as I engulf one nipple after the other, tugging, licking and sucking while I grind the hard bulge in my pants against those wet panties.

  “Kaleb...” The sweet sound of her voice breaks me. Lifting her off the couch, I wrap her legs around my waist and carry her to bed.

  I need room to love her.

  Chapter 7

  Sofia

  I wail in sweet agony as my breasts surge with every touch and my body writhes beneath him. I’m dying. I fight to unbutton his shirt, to feel his chest against mine, his hot skin radiate into me until he brands me as his. I feel lost, consumed and I’m offering him more, everything as long as he makes me his forever.

  When he tosses his shirt off the bed and leans back to his knees, I get my first full look at that chest, those fucking abs and arms that teased me all night. His inked sleeve travels up to his shoulder and down into his chest, highlighting his chiseled body. It’s beautiful, he’s beautiful, and he’s mine.

  Looming over me, his hungry gaze assesses me closely. His fingertips graze my stomach and my core tightens with anxiety. When he unbuttons his jeans, my breath rasps as I try to contain my excitement.

  He smiles. “Not yet, angel. First things first.”

  Looking down, his finger catches the elastic of my lacy panties. I freeze. I want to squeeze my thighs together but he’s holding them apart with his knees. He’s been making me gush into my panties all night and he's on the verge of finding out just how badly I’ve been craving him. Scooting back, he brings my legs together and slides my panties down, never taking his eyes off my pussy.

  His eyes dance over me and I whimper as his fingers trail through my moist slit and pause on my swollen clit.

  “Did I do this to you, doll?”

  I nod anxiously as my face grows hot, red, I’m certain I’m blushing like a virgin.

  “I can’t wait to show you what you did to me, what you’re doing to me now.” He groans with desire and my heart soars. I’m ready for him. He can see how ready I am.

  Please don’t keep me waiting.

  I lean forward, hoping he’s casting off those jeans, but gasp when I see him spread my legs wider and bury his tongue in my pussy.

  “Oh...no...yes..Kaleb!”

  Dragging his incredible tongue down between my drenched, quivering lips, he growls loudly drowning out my moans as he latches on to my clit.

  Holy shit.

  Diving deep, licking at an unfathomable speed, he strokes my clit, suckling and petting wildly, as I tremble, thrash, scream, call out to the heavens, simultaneously beg for mercy and plead for this to never end.

  “I’m not stopping, doll. I’m not stopping until you cum on my tongue. Give it all to me, Sofia. I’ve waited so long for this. Ever since you walked into my place last year, I’ve been dreaming about having my tongue in your pussy.” He groans as he licks my clit and the vibrations from his deep voice break the dam.

  Consumed with wave after wave of unbridled pleasure, I rock my hips against his face, unable to contain the coming tide. Seconds later, when he drags his tongue down and invades me, I come undone, shattering in his arms as tears stream down my face.

  “My beautiful doll. Your honey tastes sweeter than I imagined. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of it.”

  He doesn’t stop. Instead of removing those jeans and putting me out of my misery, his big hands caress my legs, slide under my ass and lift me up to his mouth. Swirling his tongue on my clit, teasing me with his fingers, he quickly sends me into another fit, another climax that has me clutching wildly at the sheets as I writhe helplessly, begging for his cock.

  “Please, Kaleb...I need you.” I try to sit up. I wantonly reach for his pants like a feral cat in heat, desperate to rip them off, but he holds me at bay.

  “Don’t worry, baby. You’re not getting out of this room until I’ve cum deep inside this pussy...at least twice.” He gives me a cocky smile, so fitting, and begins to unzip his jeans. My eyes widen with anticipation and my heart thumps loudly in my chest. I know he’s big. I could tell by the bulge in his jeans that something huge was itching to get out, but until I see it, I’m not going to be satisfied I’ve sized him up correctly.

  Oh, gorgeous man, please be big.

  He stands to lower his pants and boxers, shielding himself momentarily from my prying eyes, but when he turns around, my heart stops beating, and I have the sudden urge to cross my legs.

  No, this is unreal. My wishes never come true. I think I overshot this one.

  Noticing my instant apprehension, he climbs on the bed and positions himself between my legs, before I’ve had too much time to think.

  “You said you wanted it, angel.” He smirks. “And I would never deny my lady anything.”

  “Kaleb...you’re really big.” I pout, as nervous as I am titillated. I’ve only been with two men and both were average or below. “How big...do you...know?” I’m curious and if he’s the last man I’m ever going to be with, I’d like to know what I’m getting into.

  “You don’t worry about that, sweetheart. We’ll make it fit, real nice.” Leaning in, he drags his thick, swollen head across my glistening lips. It’s so big and hard, when he passes my clit, I jum
p up, still sensitive and shivering from the two orgasms he gave me.

  “You should see how wet you’re getting with my cock so close. This pussy was made for it, doll.” He dips into my wet passage, but instead of diving in, he drags his cock across my pussy again, watching me tremble with an aching need only he can sate.

  “Kaleb, please...”

  He shakes his head. “I want you to say it, baby. Tell me who owns this pussy.” Dipping and dragging, gliding it through my slit, wetting his cock down as I writhe in agony, Kaleb shows me no mercy.

  “Baby...you know...”

  “Don’t be shy, you know what I want to hear. Say it, or I’m taking it away.” He purrs as he slides it through again.

  “It’s yours.”

  “And who do you belong to?”

  “Kaleb.”

  “That’s right, baby. And what is Kaleb going to do to you?”

  “Whatever he wants.”

  Chapter 8

  Kaleb

  She’s stunning. I don’t deserve this woman. Every shiver, moan, twist, stroke of her hand, arch of her back, is sending me over the edge before we’ve even begun. I must be in love. Is this what it was supposed to feel like all along? I must have never been in love before. Nothing has ever felt like this. I can’t leave without her. Come Sunday, I can’t get on the plane without her. I’ve already lost track of her once and even then, I knew there was something special about her. Just one look. I was hooked that evening and she’s been on my mind ever since. Now that I know her, now that I’ve held her in my arms, I can never be apart from her.

  Hovering over her, gazing down as she begs me to make her mine in every way, my pulse quickens and my thoughts whirl with possibilities.