Chapter 11
Haven
“That was hard,” I said to Max, as I walked out of the shower, drying my hair. I turned to Max and said, “How do I look?”
“Hotter than when you were a blonde,” Max said. “Black hair makes your baby blues even bluer…and so hot.” He came over and kissed me, his hands deftly untying the towel wrapped around my body. “Pretending to be fucking you when we were on the phone with your soon-to-be ex-stepbrothers was fun, but frustrating, Haven.” He kissed me passionately. “I want a repeat of our sexathon at my place here, Haven. No one’s here. And at the mansion…everyone saw us…Roberta…the gardener…”
I kissed him back and ran a finger down his muscular chest. “When we get my mother back, I promise you an entire weekend with you, any way you want me,” I teased him with my tongue against his.
He groaned, “Anyway I want you…hmm, that sounds so sexy. You know I want you any way I can have you, Haven. I just want you.”
He moved his mouth to my naked breasts and sucked on them until I was moaning. “We’re in a hurry, Max,” I said, “we need to get to the warehouse before we run out of time.”
“I’ll make this quick then,” Max said, moving his mouth to my folds and then pushing me to sit on his shoulders, his mouth working on my folds as he pushed me against the wall.
He ate me so raw that I was whimpering in need. “Need more?” he asked, his eyes looking up at me.
“Yes,” I panted. “I want you now.”
Max grinned against me, licking me as he smiled. “Can’t have enough of me, can you?” He lifted me and carried me into his spacious bedroom and onto the large king-size bed of his cabin.
It was decorated like a luxury hotel room of a ski resort.
He laid me down gently and leaned over me, his eyes looking into mine. “You’re so beautiful you take my breath away, Haven.” He kissed me gently on my lips. “Even now when I’m so hard for you, all I want to do is just hold you.” He kissed me again. “I’ve never loved anyone before, Haven. I’ve never cared about anyone else before except you. I want you to know, I’ll do everything I can to protect you. You can trust me.”
“Good,” I said, kissing him back. “Because I need to be able to trust someone.”
“You can trust me, Haven,” Max said taking my hand and kissing my fingers and then the knuckles. He kissed his way up my arm and shoulders. “I know you’re scared and worried about your mother. I’ll be with you, Haven when you meet with them. I’ll have your back.”
“You think I’m doing the right thing?” I asked.
“It’s bold and unexpected,” Max said. “You’re taking them by surprise so that’s an advantage.”
“So, when I enter the warehouse, you will be ready to carry out the plan?”
“I’ve double-checked the location, Haven,” Max said. “It’s the one built over the old entrance to the cave. Near the Falls.”
“Sure?” I asked.
“I had someone posing as land surveyors walk by today to casually take a look,” Max said. “They confirmed it was that one.”
“Great,” I said. “And the Tritons?”
“Diverted the text that was sent them,” Max said.
I checked my phone to see if the last minute plans on my part was carried out.
“Everything is in place,” I said.
Max kissed me, “One for luck,” he said.
“I’ll do better than that,” I said climbing on top of him as I tore his boxers off and began riding him. I was filled with nervous adrenaline, and Max was too delicious to not have my way with him.
We quickly came together before he flipped me over so he was on top and thrusting into me like there was no tomorrow. He and I exploded ferociously together before he flopped next to me, kissing me again and again. “I love you, Haven. God, I love you so much.”
Chapter 12
Haven
I got dressed. A very casual outfit. Nothing fancy. Nothing where I could not run. And I put my now black hair into a low ponytail under a black cap.
I wasn’t going to make myself an easy target. I wasn’t going to wear something bright to stand out. And I wanted to blend in, as one of their own.
Max took one look at me and said, “You don’t look like your old self. Nothing Haven-looking about you, except your sexy body I can’t get enough of.”
“Good,” I said. “I don’t want them to think I am Haven.”
“Not with your hair black, with bangs, and you dressed in non-descript polo top and black pants,” Max said.
“Okay then,” I said. “I’m ready.”
“I have the car parked in front,” Max said. “We’re just ten minutes away from the warehouse. I knew the cabin I bought with what little inheritance money I had from my father when he passed away would come in handy one day.”
I smiled, admiring the artwork that was hanging around the walls of the cabin. “A place to get away to paint,” I said. I walked up to Max and tweaked his nose, smiling up at him. “Who knew you were a closet artist.”
Max pulled me into his chest and held me tightly. “You’re the only one who knows about this place, Haven. That’s why I know it’s safe for you. I’ll keep you safe here from anyone.”
“Careful,” I said. “I just might fall for you.”
Max grew silent then. “Don’t joke about that, Haven.”
“I’m not,” I said.
“Do you…” he gulped. “Feel anything for me?”
“Max, I would be lying if I said I didn’t find you extremely hot and sexy.”
He broke into a smile.
“And when you’re sweet and gentle with me, making me feel protected and safe…” I looked into his eyes. “I think I do care for you. Love you.”
Max
