Working On Love (The Griffin Brothers Book 6) Page 7

  “King?”

  “You told me once that you always wanted to be a king when you were little. And now, well, you’re most definitely the King of the Sex Gods, so I’m calling you that from now on.”

  Before I can react, he reaches over and picks me up and carries me to the nearest wall. He sets me down and turns me so my back’s against the wall. Then he drops to his knees before me, letting out a curse when he pushes my short dress up, and sees my lacy thong.

  “What happened to cotton?”

  “I had some other things delivered.”

  “I’ll be nice, then,” he tells me as he gently pulls them off of me. “Now, I need to earn my title.”

  His mouth is on me before I can respond. He sucks on my clit as he puts his fingers in me. We both know I won’t last long when he does that. After one night, he already knows exactly what to do to make me scream. Having him do it while I’m mostly clothed is making me even more turned on, if that’s even possible. A minute later, I’m screaming like I knew I would.

  Before I have a chance to come down, his pants are around his thighs and he’s thrusting into me. My back bows because it feels so good. I grab his shoulders and use them to jump up a little. I need my legs around him. He’s sucking lightly on my neck as I push his jacket off his shoulders. He lets go of me long enough to let it fall to the ground.

  I want to undress the rest of him, but I can’t function at the moment. He’s pulled my dress down and is sucking on my nipple through my lacy bra. I’m meeting him thrust for thrust and going a little wild. Okay, a lot wild. When he pins me to the wall I know I’m done. I let the orgasm overtake me as I bite his shoulder right through his shirt. He comes with a roar a few seconds later.

  “Damn.”

  “That was the best last birthday orgasm ever.”

  “Well, you don’t call me ‘King’ for nothing.”

  “Ugh. Are you going to be cocky about my nickname for you?”

  “Oh yeah. But, I’ll make sure to earn my title every night. And morning. Maybe lunch time.”

  “I like that.”

  “I hope so,” he tells me as he pulls my dress and his pants back up and carries me back to the couch. “You need to open your last present. It’s almost midnight.”

  I pick up the box and look down at it. “Thank you for all these presents. It means a lot to know that you remembered everything after all these years. I remember things you like, too. I’m going to spoil you on your birthday.”

  “I’ll look forward to that. Now hurry. It’s 11:59.”

  I open the box and pull out the silver bangle made up of infinity symbols. My eyes tear up. “It’s perfect.”

  “So you still like them? I wasn’t sure. I know you used to draw them all the time.”

  “I still love them and what they represent. Never ending love. Is that us, Miles?”

  “Yes, Xandy. It is.”

  Chapter 7

  Miles

  The weekend was amazing, and I’m more than a little bummed to be back at work today. But duty calls. It’s been a crazy morning full or meetings and conference calls. I’m glad I had my secretary keep my lunch hour free, though. I need my girl. Even if it is just for lunch. I just need to see her.

  I walk into the foundation lobby and see her laughing with Tegan. “Hi, ladies.”

  “What do you want, Miles?”

  “To take my girlfriend to lunch.”

  “Girlfriend?”

  “Yep. You ready, Alex?”

  “Yeah. Let me just put the away message on the phone.”

  “You two? Really? That’s really cool.” She hugs Alex and then looks at me. “Just know that if you hurt her, we’ll all come for you.”

  “Noted.”

  I hold out my hand, and Alex takes it, smiling, as we walk back out the door. I notice a few people’s mouths drop open as we walk to the cafeteria, and so does she.

  “I’m ruining your street cred, King.”

  “Don’t care, Xandy.”

  To prove my point, I pull her to me as soon as we walk into the cafeteria and kiss her sweetly. I’m pretty sure all conversation has stopped, but I’m too busy to notice. We pull apart a minute later, and I lean my forehead against hers as we smile at each other for a moment. I back up and walk her over to the salad place she likes, kissing her hand and telling her I’ll meet her at the table.

  I grab a quesadilla and snag a table for two by the window. I’ve just gotten my drink and silverware situated when someone sits across from me. It’s some chick I’d slept with when I first started working here a year ago.

  “That seat’s taken.”

  “Seriously? We had fun. Let’s go again, Miles. That girl is just...”

  “Just what? Beautiful? Smart? Sexy as hell? My girlfriend?”

  She scoffs. “You don’t have a girlfriend.”

  “Actually he does, and that is my seat.”

  “Take it from me if you think it’s yours.”

  I start to stand. We can just move if crazy chick over here is so intent on sitting at this table. Alex shocks me by pushing me back into my seat and then sitting on my lap. I wrap my arms around her and nuzzle her neck.

  “I prefer this seat, anyway. Feel free to sit there if you really need to.”

  The chick’s eyes go wide as Alex feeds me a piece of my quesadilla. I smirk as she licks some sour cream from my mouth. Chick gets the message and stomps away. Alex goes to get up, but I told her tight.

  “Where do you think you’re going?”

  “My seat.”

  “I thought you liked this one better.”

  “I do. But’s it’s not exactly easy for both of us to eat when I’m on your lap.”

  “Fine. As long as you promise to sit on me when we get home.”

  “Umm…where is home, Miles?” I ask as I get up and walk to the now empty seat.

  “Wherever you want it to be. Are you going to keep staying in the guest house?” That’s where we slept last night. It sucked, though, because I had to leave her early to go home and change.

  “I don’t really want to. But I don’t want to go to my apartment, either. That’s where...”

  “You’re not staying there. Do you want to move in with me?”

  “Really? You want me to?”

  I realize that I really do want that. Waking up with her every morning would be amazing.

  “I wouldn’t ask you if I didn’t want you to. We can even get new furniture and stuff if you don’t like what I have now.”

  “You’d let me decorate?”

  “I was thinking we’d decorate together, but I’m open to almost anything.”

  “So if I want a frilly pink bedroom?”

  “I’m man enough for that, although we both know turquoise is your favorite color, not pink. At least it used to be.”

  “It still is. I’d love to move in with you, Miles.”

  “But? I feel like there’s one coming.”

  “But if it feels like too much, if you feel smothered, you need to tell me right away so I can leave before you hate me.”

  “I could never hate you, baby,” I tell her as I reach for her hand. “I don’t think I’ll ever feel anything but happy to be living with you. If for some unfathomable reason I do, I promise to tell you. You need to promise the same thing.”

  “I promise.”

  At the end of lunch I walk her back to her desk. Then I had back to work, but not before pulling her into an empty office for a little make-out session, of course. I may be trying to be a better person, but I’m definitely not a saint. Especially when it comes to having my hands and mouth on Alex.

  * * *

  Alex

  I’m humming shortly before it’s time for me to leave, so I don’t notice my grandma and Jane in front on me. “Oh, hi, Sorry. I was caught up in my thoughts.”

  “Of Miles? Tegan said he came to get you for lunch.”

  “Yes, Grandma, I was thinking of Miles. I…umm…I’m going to mov
e in with him.”

  “No. It’s too soon.”

  “I’ve been in love with him for six years. How is that too soon?”

  “You’ve just started dating. You don’t know what he’ll do.”

  “Do?”

  “My grandson would protect her at all costs to himself, Maggie. You know that.”

  “I do. You’re right. It’s just that they haven’t been together for even a week. What if it doesn’t work out?”

  “We promised each other that we’d say something if either of us is feeling like it’s not working.”

  “I must admit, my dear, that I can’t really see you happily living in his apartment. It’s rather cold and impersonal. I don’t think Miles thinks of it as home,” Jane warns me.

  “He said we’d re-decorate together. I can do pretty much anything I want.”

  “You’re so good for him, and I’m so thankful that you’ve found your way back to one another.”

  “Me too.”

  “Just be careful, Alex. Miles has a lot of baggage that you know nothing about. There’s a reason his mother moved far away when his parents finally divorced. I don’t want him to hurt you. I saw him this weekend with you, and I know he loves you deeply, but it may not be enough.”

  “Maggie, don’t. You’re my friend, but he’s my grandson.”

  “Both of you please stop. I’m not a little child and neither is Miles. I appreciate how much the two of you care about us, but we have to make our own decisions. I’m sorry if you’re not happy with mine, Grandma, but this is what I want. He’s who I want.”

  “I need to remember you’re not a little girl anymore. You can give your heart to whoever you want. My job now is to just be there for you if you need me. Is there anything I can do to help you move?”

  “No. For right now, I’m just going to take the things I have in the guest house. Once we figure out furniture, and other things, I’ll go get the stuff from my apartment.”

  “That sounds like a good idea. You’re such a beautiful, smart, girl. Don’t ever doubt that.”

  “I’ll try. I love you, Grandma.”

  “I love you, too.”

  My grandma leaves, and Jane gives me a smile as she goes back to her office. As soon as he door is closed, Tegan, Ainsley, and Stella come around the corner. I forgot that this room is bugged, as well as monitored, by several cameras.

  “You’re really moving in with Miles?”

  “Yeah. I am.”

  “You should tell him you want a pink bedroom,” Stella says with a laugh.

  “I did. He said he’s man enough for that.”

  “Anything would be an upgrade from what he has now. I mean, bare bones doesn’t even come close to describing that place,” Tegan says.

  My stomach drops. I didn’t think about the women Miles had taken there. I stupidly thought it would be special for us. I guess I’d been hoping he just went to their places. My distress must show on my face because Ainsley hugs me.

  “He’s letting you replace everything, Alex. It doesn’t matter who was there before. No one’s lived with him there.”

  “Or spent the night. I got kicked out right after we did the deed.” Tegan nods in agreement as Stella continues. “We can’t un-sleep with him. But you need to know that it was nothing like what he seems to want with you. We had sex. Once. And when it was over, he nicely showed us the door.”

  “She’s right. He wants you to live with him. Just focus on that.”

  “I’m trying.” But failing. I try to smile, but I can’t.

  All three girls surround me. They don’t say anything else because I think they know I just need to work this out before I see Miles and make things awkward again.

  “What’s wrong?” Apparently I took too long because he’s running to my desk, causing the girls to scatter. “Xandy?”

  “It’s nothing. It’s stupid.”

  “If you’re upset, it’s not stupid.”

  He’s being so nice. He looks scared and helpless. He looks to the girls. “What happened? Why is she upset?”

  Stella sighs and then rubs the bridge of her nose before answering. “We heard that she was moving in with you and mentioned how bare and cold your place is.”

  “Okay… We’re redecorating, so why is that a problem?”

  “We were there, Miles,” Tegan tells him.

  Awareness dawns on his face. “Nothing. It meant nothing to me. Do you hear me, Alex? Them, the other women, it was all nothing.”

  “They were in your bed.”

  “Yes.”

  “And other places in the apartment.”

  “Yes.”

  “I can’t live there.”

  “Alex, baby, we’ll change everything.”

  “I cannot live there with you.” I know I’m bordering on hysteria, but I can’t help myself.

  “Okay. Just give me a few minutes. I’m going to fix this. I’ll be back.” He pulls his phone out of his pocket and heads out of the foundation office.

  “I haven’t been his biggest fan, but he loves you. Anyone can see that. I can’t wait to see what he has planned,” Stella tells me.

  “Me too.”

  Miles comes back in a few minutes later, smiling. “One of the penthouses in my building is available. We can look at it tonight if you want. If you like it, we can stay next door at the JW Marriott until it’s ready for us to move into. If not, we’ll just stay there tonight and find somewhere else.”

  “The penthouse? That must be pretty fancy,” Tegan says.

  “It has five bedrooms, nine bathrooms, and a pool.”

  “Do we need that much space?” Five bedrooms?

  “Not now, but one day there may be a little Alex running around. I can have an office and you can have a music room. So you can sing again if you want to.”

  For him, I do. I want to sing from the rooftops. That’s really corny, so I’m not going to say it. But that’s what I want to do.

  “Thank you so much, Miles,” I tell him as I close the space between us and kiss him.

  “Anything for you. All you have to do is ask.”

  “Same for you, King. I hope you know that.”

  “I do. Now let’s go look at our possible new home.”

  My home is right here, with him. Anywhere he is will always be my home. That’s corny too, so I’ll keep it to myself. For now.

  * * *

  Miles

  We’ve been living here in a suite at the hotel for a week now. We both loved the penthouse and signed the papers the morning after seeing it. Alex insisted on paying for half, and I let her. We both could’ve easily bought ten of them without blinking an eye. I love that she’s all in with me and wanted to own it together.

  In between work, and mauling each other every night, we’ve been picking out furniture and wall colors with Chloe. She’s a world-renowned interior designer, so who better to help us? The place was a little too lavish the way it was. We both want it to look a little more modern. Chloe’s also been pulling things from both of our places and said it will be ready in two more weeks. I can’t wait to see our things mixed together.

  “What are you thinking so hard about over there?”

  “How much I want to see our stuff in the new place, along with everything we’ve picked out.”

  “You just want to sleep in the pink bedroom with me.”

  She wanted to surprise me with the bedroom, so I’m letting her. I’m 99% sure that it’s not pink, but even if it is, who cares? I get to wake up with her in my arms every morning. I really don’t give a shit about what it looks like.

  “No. I want to make love to you in our bedroom. And every other room in the house.”

  “I like that. A lot. I think I need to make something other than your mind work hard this morning.”

  She dives under the covers and has me in her mouth before I can respond. I groan and arch my back as I feel my cock hit her throat. He hand is circling the base and squeezing while she works her mout
h up and down. She’s licking me while she moves, and I know I’m not going to hold out very long.

  I try to pull her up, but she slaps my hand away. She sucks me harder and then adds a little bit of teeth. “Alex!” I yell as I come hard down her throat. She sucks me a few more times and then licks me clean.

  “That was yummy.”

  “Damn, baby. What that was is hot. Like crazy, fucking hot.”

  “I’ve been wanting to try that since we got together.”

  “Try?”

  “Yeah. I-I’ve never done that before. I looked online to see how. I wanted to ask the girls, but that would have been embarrassing. And weird.”

  I pull her up my body and claim her mouth before she can say anything else. I’m attacking her mouth as I run my hands all over her glorious body. Yes, I’m a little crazed. And hard again. I just got to be the first man who she put her mouth on like that. And I’m feeling every ounce of the Alpha I know I am.

  “You’re such a good girl, Xandy. Learning how to do that for me. Now I want you to slide onto my cock and ride me hard. I need it hard, and I know you do, too.”

  Since we know we’re both clean, and she’s on the pill, we haven’t been using condoms for the past few days. She smiles as I lift her up and impale her on my cock. She’s moving slowly, just rocking back and forth really.

  “Harder. I know you like feeling me big and thick inside you. You’re so beautifully tight, and I want you to let go.”

  “I want that, too. I do love having you inside of me.”

  I can tell she wants it, but she still has those stupid insecurities. I’m going to have to help her along. Push her boundaries. Not like the asshole did, but in a way that makes her feel powerful.

  “Put one of your hands on the headboard.” She does as I suggest, and I take her other hand, sliding it over her stomach and placing it on her clit. “You’re in charge of your orgasm. I’m going to play with your glorious tits while you use your fingers to touch yourself. And your body to take what you need from my cock. It’s all up to you, baby.”

  I see her eyes darken as she smiles. Yeah. She wants it. She wants the control, and like a good Alpha, I can give it to her. Sometimes. I need to be in control more often than not because of the demons I carry with me, but I can share from time to time.