Well…his accusation and the way he looked so desperate, angry, and nervous made me feel threatened by him so I texted Tristan, Dillon, and Drake to pick me up. They did, and then they took Max and me both to Tristan’s lair.
That was where we were when we received a call from Terrence that Mom went missing. No, not just missing. She was kidnapped.
So…my own SUV was sitting in the parking lot. I pulled out the keys for it from my purse, and said, “I’ll drive.”
Max looked pleasantly surprised and said, “At least this one thing had worked out.”
Chapter 5
Max
I’ve never been more relieved to get out of a place as fast as I could than that moment I had to step into Dr. Pamela Hillshire’s office. It was like a crime scene, and everything about her office felt uncomfortable to me.
It was also a place I didn’t want to revisit. The red brick building Dr. Hillshire’s office was in had been built in the early 1900s and had been remodeled a couple of times throughout the years. One major one was during the 1920s where they had built underground cellars and even tunnels from the cellars to somewhere else to hide the bootleg booze they had. Rumor even had it that one of these tunnels led from this building to the Bradshaw mansion since the Bradshaws were a fun-loving partying bunch. No doubt my ancestors had alcohol flowing at all their parties even during Prohibition. And no doubt they had wild booze-infused orgies at their parties, too. Speaking of orgies…
“Want me to drive?” I asked Haven as she headed towards her car. “Are you fine to drive in your state?”
She suddenly stopped walking so briskly and said, “You know, you’re right. I shouldn’t be driving right now. Too nervous and stressed. I might run into something.” She handed me her keys and said, “You drive and make it fast.”
“Alrighty,” I said, surprised by how jumpy she was. I started up the car and floored the car, almost hitting a few obstacles along the way to the Bradshaw mansion.
“If you want to fuck me, Max,” Haven said, “here’s your chance when Tristan is busy with his Triton Way business.”
I couldn’t believe my ears. Did she said she wanted me to fuck her? That she finally wanted me to have sex with her? I pressed the pedal to the floor until it was flat and almost drove right into the Bradshaw mansion itself when we arrived faster than a bullet. As soon as I parked the car, I was opening Haven’s door and lifting her out of the car past the entrance of the mansion, carrying her up the stairs to my bedroom like my beautiful bride.
I placed her on my bed, before my mouth clamped onto hers, kissing her, devouring her like I was starving. I was starving…for every inch of her beautiful body. “I just want to worship your beautiful perfection, Haven,” I groaned. “You have no idea how I’ve been dreaming of this, craving being with you like this.” I kissed my way down to her breasts, taking her nipples into my mouth as I sucked and sucked on her, making her moan.
“Oh Max,” Haven said, her eyes looking up into mine with hunger. “Do you want me?”
I couldn’t believe she would question it. “Hell yes, Haven. I want you so much I dream about it.”
“Then ravish me, make me feel anything than this pain, this worry I’m feeling,” she said. “Take my mind off of what’s going on. Can you do that for me, Max?”
My heart melted for her. Her pleading eyes, her tears, her full trembling lips. “I’ll do anything for you, Haven. Anything. God, I want you so bad. I wanted you for so long… for so much! You have no idea what I’d given up to even have you here with me in Heartbreak Falls.”
“You love me?” Haven asked.
“I’m so in love with you, Haven,” I said. “I was worried for you when I thought you’d be in danger if you had Megan’s purse. That was why I acted so desperately to get it. I didn’t mean to scare you. I just couldn’t control how desperate I was. When it comes to you…I’m so desperate. I’m…”
“Fuck me, Max,” Haven said, her tongue licking my ear. “Fuck me so hard I can’t walk.”
“God,” I closed my eyes. I could feel a drop of pre-cum already at the tip of my dick. I wouldn’t even last a full second when I enter her. I took a deep breath, trying to slow my desire down, but it was no use.
I tore off her panties. I pushed down my jeans and boxers at the same time and drove deep into her until she was lifted up against the headboard of the bed. Then I was fucking her hard. Thrusting into her with long deep strokes that sent her moaning her head off. I captured her moans with my mouth as I lifted her legs up my shoulders and thrusted deeper and deeper.
When on the verge of coming, I would turn her around and begin fucking her all over again. Thrusts after deep and long thrusts. She was all mine. She was mine to fuck as hard and as much as I want.
We fucked and fucked in every position around the room. On the bed, on the floor, in the closet, on the sofa, against the wall, on my desk, and even on the stairs.
I didn’t care if the housekeeper was there. I didn’t care if the cook was there. I was with Haven…the girl of my dreams…the girl I have wanted for so long.
We must have climaxed together over ten times. Still I couldn’t stop fucking her. She couldn’t stop wanting more. Must have been
