Chapter 24

24

AMELIA

We managed to buy the last two seats available on the flight back home.

Mom and Nikki were able to get on the flight before us, which, conveniently for them—happened to be business class.

“I can’t believe I’m sitting in economy,” Will complains for the hundredth time. “Why are the seats so small?”

“Quit complaining. They were the only seats available since your fancy plane had some sort of mechanical failure. I mean, doesn’t that even bother you in the slightest?”

“This bothers me.”

“But you’re with me.” I grin, poking his cheek to get him to smile. “That must count for something?”

He plants a kiss on my cheek, slowly moving toward my ear. “If this were my plane, there wouldn’t be anyone watching us.”

“You’re right. Economy sucks.”

Three hours later, after a delay when taxiing into JFK, we are standing at the curb waiting for Will’s driver.

“So, where to now?” I ask, shrugging my shoulders. “I don’t exactly live in the city.”

“My place.”

“As in your apartment?”

“No, the Four Seasons is my place.”

I’m torn between wanting to go back to the hotel with him but aware I have a paper due tomorrow which counts toward my grades. With everything going on, I haven’t finished it like I had planned to after the Hamptons.

“Slight problem,” I say, then pause, knowing just how greedy Will is in the bedroom, and chances are, I would not make it out alive. “I have a paper due tomorrow, and it counts to my final grade. I was supposed to finish it after the Hamptons, but…”

“I’ll tell you what,” he interrupts me, typing on his phone while speaking. “I’ve just texted you the security code to my building and office. Use my office. No one will interrupt you.”

“But what about you?”

“I’ll be waiting at the Four Seasons.” He tilts his head, gently sucking on my bottom lip, causing my body to ache in delight. “For you…”

“How am I supposed to concentrate knowing you’re at the Four Seasons alone?”

A smirk plays on his sexy lips. “Because good things come to those who wait.”

Our drive into the city consisted of a heavy make-out session in which I almost combusted on the spot. Thankfully, the windows are tinted, and a security screen between the driver and us made it so no one else could see us.

Will threw himself on top, pinning me down, and sliding his hand into my tank while ravaging me with deep kisses. I come up for air when the car stops, and we’ve arrived at his office

“Are you sure you don’t want to come up and join me?” I ask, out of breath, running my fingers along his jawline. “Just one minute is all you need.”

Will laughs, adjusting my bra strap so I look somewhat appropriate.

“Finish your paper. The quicker you get it done, the quicker you can come.”

“Wow,” I drag, unable to hide my smile. “So romantic.”

I exit the car and say goodbye, making my way up to the office, then past all the codes I’m required to enter. When I finally take a seat at Will’s desk, I sit back on the leather chair, remembering the first time I stepped in here and how I felt.

Will was almost a stranger. We made so many memories throughout our childhood, but I had no clue who he was as an adult, surprised to find myself a cocky CEO with a chip on his shoulder. Little did I know he was that close with my father. I guess, even if I had known, it wouldn’t have changed anything between us. We were always meant to be in each other’s lives, and the universe had a funny way of navigating us along the path we were supposed to take.

I begin to think of my father. He’d been in contact with Mom, but I had too many messages and notifications on my phone to even notice if he reached out to me. I decide to make a quick call to him to ease my worry before I start on my paper.

“Hey, Dad.” I wave through the video chat. No surprises he is in his office, dressed in a suit. “Is this an okay time to call?”

“Hello, estranged daughter of mine,” he teases with an arrogant smirk. “I heard you’re back in Manhattan?”

“Back and about to start a paper due tomorrow.”

Dad raises his brows. “Where are you?”

“Will’s office,” I tell him cautiously. “He offered it so no one would bother me.”

“Quite the gentleman,” he replies sarcastically.

“Look, I don’t want to get into an argument. I just wanted to say hello. I miss you and I’m looking forward to coming home next weekend.”

“Remind me again how long you’re back for?”

“Unfortunately, only four days. It might be summer break for everyone on campus, but I committed to Nikki to work full-time. I want to gain as much experience as I can. They’ll be time for parties later.”

Dad laughs. “Meanwhile, your sister gets paid to party. What a different world the two of you live in.”

“As long as we’re both happy,” I remind him with a smile. “Anyway, I better go finish this paper. See you next weekend.”

“Amelia?” he calls, his face softening, “I love you.”

I wink. “Love you too, Daddy.”

* * *

It’s just before midnight when I finally drag myself to the Four Seasons. My eyes are blurry, unfocused, with pain shooting across my temple from overworking my brain in such a short time. I was a woman on a mission, desperate to taste the delicious fruit hovering over me as a reward.

The kind lady in reception gives me a swipe card as per Will’s request. Since he is practically part of the furniture here, I’m not surprised she acted pleasantly and accommodating.

I make my way up to the suite, swiping my card at the door. Upon entering, my eyes are drawn to the candlelight flickering on the table with dinner sitting beneath the silver domes.

“You did this for me?” I release a deep breath, holding my hand to my chest in awe until Will walks out of the room wearing only gray sweats and no shirt. My eyes are immediately drawn to his perfectly sculpted body while trying to control my urge to take him right here, right now, just from the outline of his cock beneath his pants.

“I was behind the intention. The cooking and preparing credit need to go to Kenny and his talented kitchen staff.”

“First name basis.” I nod with a knowing grin as Will wraps his arms around me. “You must be important then.”

He buries his head into my neck, my eyes closing at the touch of his lips against my skin.

“Paper all done?”

“Yes, thanks to your fancy computer. That screen of yours is next level. I sent it to my professor, so fingers crossed I get the marks I need. My brain is so tired.”

“Lucky,” he whispers seductively into my ear. “It’s only your brain.”

I turn around, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“Do we have to eat now?” I pout.

“Yes, you need your stamina.”

“But what if I fall into a food coma?”

“I’ll have no choice but to wake you up,” he counters, leaning down to kiss me gently. “You know, in case you’re forgetting, it’s been forever since we were last together, so I will be demanding, just so you’re aware.”

I shake my head while grinning. “It was three days ago.”

“But before that was four years ago. Now, stop arguing and eat.”

We both sit down to eat, but all I can think about is how delicious he looks in gray sweats to remember Liesel’s comment. A small laugh escapes me.

“What’s so funny?”

“Just something Liesel says about gray sweatpants and men. Though, when she mentioned it, it involved my dad. Actually, it’s not funny now I think of it.”

“I’ll take your word for it,” he muses.

“Okay, that meal was amazing. How does one make Brussels sprouts so appetizing?” I let out a huff, feeling so full. “I really need a shower.”

“Go shower, you know where to find me.” He winks before continuing. “Don’t fall asleep in there.”

I throw my arms around him, grateful for being able to shower in peace since I haven’t showered since we left Orlando. There is nothing like plane smell stuck to your skin.

The water pressure is amazing. Will was right, I am this close to falling asleep. The last week has caught up to me, and I want nothing more than to climb into bed with the man I love.

I exit the shower with a towel wrapped around me. My hair is wet, but I manage to wring it enough for the water not to drip. I place the hotel robe on, with nothing underneath. When I enter the room again, Will is sitting in the middle of the bed, waiting with a devilish smirk on his handsome face. I move toward the mattress, watching his eyes turn to fire.

“Come here.”

I crawl over to him on all fours until I straddle him. His hands fumbled with the belt of the robe, yanking on the knot until it springs open and my body is completely exposed.

“I’ve fucking missed you.”

I stare into his eyes, losing myself in him. As he leans forward, my pulse races, craving him so much. His lips graze against mine, soft and teasingly. He withdraws but stays a breath away, leaving the spot he kissed burning like the touch of a flame. It pulsates through me, spreading like wildfire as his stare deepens.

Kisses trail my skin, igniting every sense. My hands cup his face as I moan softly. I never imagined how passionate foreplay could be by the simple act of kissing. It’s all so juvenile, and I love every second of it. There’s no rush, no pressure, just two people learning how to become one again. And this time, we have the freedom to be ourselves without the pressure of hiding our relationship.

Will’s hand slides down my arm, past the curve of my breast, and rests on my thigh. I continue to straddle him, watching his penetrating gaze fall onto my breasts as he bites his lip to restrain himself.

No words need to be said, the silence speaking volumes as my hands wander toward the edge of his pants, pulling the string to loosen the waist. Will groans in my mouth while I lean forward, allowing him space to remove his pants in one swift move.

My heart is beating like a loud drum, the anticipation too much for my aching body to handle. Our eyes can’t break the stare until he brushes against my entrance and enters me whole. My back arches, a delicious moan escaping me as his lips find their way to my breasts. His tongue rolls around my nipples with a slight tug, enough for the pleasure and pain to spread throughout my entire body.

We move in sync, but as he predicted, his commands came hard and fast. He wanted all of me, demanding I ride him faster while he rests his hands behind his head. His gaze feasts upon my breasts with a delicious lick of his lips while I lust over his perfectly defined muscles.

I lean back, spreading my legs wide to give him full view. My hand wanders to my mouth, where I suck on my two fingers then slowly slide them down between my legs. In a circular motion, I rub my swollen clit and let out a moan.

“Fucking perfect,” he strains, barely holding on. “Come for me, baby. Show me how you make yourself come.”

His dirty words send me over the edge, along with the continual grind against his cock. We both finish at the exact same time as if our whole life depended on it. The ripples of delight spread through every inch of my body, the euphoria a constant state of high I never want to come down from.

I fall on top of him, trying to catch my breath. It takes a few minutes to control my breathing, giving me the energy to remove myself and lay beside him. I pull the covers over us as Will turns the lamp off, holding onto me in the dark.

“So, when you said forever….” I trail off, unable to hide my smile.

“The whole package, Amelia.” Will kisses my shoulder, tightening his grip on me. “Why, you scared?”

“When have I ever been scared? You’re dealing with the original daredevil.”

“But this is different.”

I raise his hands to my lips, kissing them softly. “Hear me out before you get all jealous, and we get into a fight because we’re both stubborn. When I said yes to Austin, I hesitated. I knew it wasn’t right but didn’t know why either. I remember asking questions or saying something about being young. I can’t exactly remember. My point is, I was scared because I knew it was wrong.” Inside my embrace, I can feel Will tense. “But with you, there is no fear. I want it all too, Will.”

“It’s not going to be easy, though, you know that?”

“Because sometimes you’re a pain in the ass and think you know it all? An arrogant bastard, as such.”

Will digs his finger into my ribcage, causing me to yelp. “I mean, we still have the matter of your father.”

I didn’t want to mention my earlier call with Dad. When it comes to their relationship, the two of them need to build the bridge without me standing in the middle handing them the tools. They are both hot-headed, and despite Will arguing the said fact—he is exactly like my father.

“Will,” I mention softly. “There is my father, but what about us? You live here. I live close to campus. How are we going to make this work? I mean, I can visit, but the commute will be hard with some classes being later in the afternoon.”

“Shhh,” he whispers, holding onto me tight. “We have all the time in the world to figure that out. But for tonight, we need to make up for lost time. You ready for round two?”

I let out a small chuckle, turning myself around so we’re face to face.

“How many rounds are we talking about tonight?”

“Hmm…as many as you can handle.”

My lips graze his, tugging on his bottom lip with my teeth. “I’m always ready for you. The real question is, are you ready for me?”

I place both hands on his chest, kissing his neck to then trail down his body until I’m inches away from his hard cock. My tongue swirls around his shaft, desperate to take him all in as his groans come hard and fast.

My hand wraps around the base, but I still my movements, teasing him by blowing softly against his skin. “You haven’t answered me, Mr. Romano?”

His hands run through my hair, and I know at any moment now, the selfish bastard will demand I suck him off. Patience is not a trait of his.

“I’m ready to blow in your mouth, Miss Edwards,” he grunts, arching his back from the intensity of my slow movements. “I want you to take me all in.”

Like I said, selfish bastard.

Will Romano may hold power in the boardroom, but I know exactly how to shift the energy inside the bedroom.

If there’s any weakness of Will’s, it’s watching me suck on his beautiful cock and sticking out my tongue while I wait to taste him.

A taste so pure belonging to the man I love.

I am ready to own him. Here, now—and forever.

The way it was always meant to be.