Sweet Immortal (The Golden Collection) by Kam Carr Page A

down at him wide eyed.
                  Not fair! I was almost there.
                  “Get on all fours, Miss Dawson!” He stood up and removed his jogging bottoms. I did as he said. I felt him come behind me, his hands grabbing hold of my hips. It one swift motion he plunged into me. One of his hands found my breast and he began tugging at my nipple.
                  My head tipped back and I found his lips. They were still wet and sticky from my  pre-orgasmic dew. My fingertips began to tug at his hair, in between the kisses I heard his groans of pleasure. He slammed into me, harder, harder and at great speed.
                  I had to place my hand back on the bed to keep my balance. Everything began to get blurry and I felt my relief flooding through me.
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                  “Fuck!” I screamed. “Maxwell!”
                  “All yours” he growled, he slammed into one more time and found his. I clasped into the bed and Maxwell followed directly on top of me. I couldn't move, every muscle was on pure fire. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath.
                  Seriously, how much better could making love to him get? I looked over at the engagement ring. Guess I had a life time to find out....
     
                 
                  “How about a summer wedding?” I suggested laying on my belly eating chocolates. Maxwell had his back rested against the head board and working on his laptop.
                  “If you want” his eyes never leaving the screen.
                  “How about a winter wedding?”
                  “Yeah, sounds good.”
                  He wasn't even paying attention. Once again my Mr Golden Rule had turned back into boss mode. I raised an eyebrow, I didn't like being ignored. Especially when I was talking about the happiest day of our life’s.
                  I sat up and folded my arms. “Or how about I show up naked at our wedding and fuck the best man?”
                  Finally he looked up in shock. “I hope your fucking joking?” He bellowed. I gave a little laugh and a slight smile appeared on his face. I slowly crawled over to him and gave him a sweet kiss. Instantly his hand grabbed hold of my chin and his eyes blazed into me dark but yet sexy.
                  “Ever say anything like that again” His tone matching his eyes. “I swear to god I'll spank you till your red raw. Your mine forever and I never want to hear you talking like that.”
                  “Arr... Violence” I mocked.
                  “No! Your mine and mine only” he tilted his head. “Understand?”
                  “Perfectly” I smiled.
                  “Good” he kissed my forehead and with his free hand tapped my arse. “Now go and behave. I have work to do and your distracting me. Plus, I have to keep the future Mrs Thomas in everything she requires.”
                  I did as he said and went back to my chocolates. For the first time I felt safe and protected. Mrs Georgina Thomas. Was a dream come true.....
     
     
                  “Dad!” I screamed down the phone. I had just told him mine and Maxwell's good news. The line had gone quiet and that was not a good sign. It was now Monday and we were both back at work. Maxwell was in his office talking to Jan and I taken that as a moment to ring my Dad.
                  “Dad!” I yelled again.
                  “Why do you have this obsession with getting engaged?” Finally he spoke.
                  “I do not have an obsession” I replied. Only my Dad would turn this into me being mental. At the end of the day I was nothing like my Mother and I was fully relieved about that.
                  “Really” he