The Bad Boy Wants Me: A Bad Boy Romance (48 page)

‘Oh, well. Wanting to kill Ralph that night might have been a good clue, but really, when you banged my head with the cake tin.’

‘What?’

‘Really. It knocked some sense into me,’ he teased.

‘Now you’re just teasing me.’

‘Tawny honey, I think I’ve been in love with you for years. I guess even Robert knew too. I remember he used to deliberately talk about you even when I pretended outright disinterest. I used to get so jealous. Tawny this. Tawny that. Fucking hell. I used leave his house in a terrible temper. I couldn’t believe you were his and not mine. I used to out and get drunk, fuck a random blonde, and pretend it was you.’

I licked my lips and looked up from under my eyelashes. ‘Don’t you want those blondes anymore?’

‘Did you not hear what I just said? They were substitutes for you. You know, like a sugar substitute. It doesn’t taste as good and it leaves a bad aftertaste, but it helps soothe the craving. I never wanted any of them. I only ever wanted you.’ He grinned. ‘You were the mothership. The everything.’ He nodded. ‘Yup, my stepmother who turned out to be my stepsister.’

‘Oh you kinky man you.’

‘Ah, talking about that. We have an appointment at Blue Butterfly tomorrow.’

‘We do?’ I beamed up at him.

‘Yes, we do.’

‘Didn’t you have enough fruit the last time?’

‘Ah, fruit platters are not the only things they do.’

‘Can’t wait,’ I said beaming happily.

‘After that we are flying off to Penyu island to have a proper honeymoon. I still need to fuck you on that swing bed.’

‘Yes, m’Lord,’ I said meekly.

‘Oh, while we’re at it.’ He reached into his pocket and brought out a little velvet box. He opened it and on a bed of midnight blue velvet sat the most beautiful ruby and diamond ring I had ever laid eyes on. I looked up at him with wide eyes. ‘For me?’ I gasped.

‘Do you see anybody else?’

‘Careful. You’re spoiling the moment,’ I scolded.

He pulled the gaudy ring off my finger and tossed it behind him.

‘Hey?’ I said.

‘It was fake by the way.’

‘What?’

‘Yeah. Part of the plan. I was prepared for the eventuality that after you’d read the letters you might go and have it valued. A fake would have cemented my motive.’

‘My God! You thought of everything.’

‘You didn’t really think I was going to let my wife walk about with that tasteless rock on her finger, did you?’

‘Well, it was a bit Mariah Carey weds James Packer.’

‘This,’ he said, slipping the beautiful ring on my finger, ‘has belonged in my family from the time we stole it from the Indian maharajas.’

I held my hand out and laughed. 

‘We’re starting again, Tawny Greystoke, and this time we’re going to make the stars come out just to watch us.’

I looked into his silver eyes. My heart felt as if it would burst with happiness. ‘What will they see, these stars that come out to watch us?’

‘They will see me loving you like no man has ever loved a woman before.’

I smiled happily. ‘Who’d have thought I’d fall for a dirty aristocrat.’

‘Who’d have thought I’d be a total sucker for a country girl,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye.

Tawny Maxwell

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‘T
alk dirty to me,’ he said.

‘How dirty?’ I asked.

‘Make it filthy.’

‘I want to suck your dirty big cock until you cum in my throat.’

He grinned. ‘Not bad.’

‘I’m a shameless slut who loves to have a really, really big dick stuck deep inside her wet cunt.’

‘Very good,’ he approved and started to unbutton my blouse. ‘Carry on,’ he instructed in a pleased voice.

‘And I love it when stretch me, and you fuck me hard in the ass.’

He stopped unbuttoning, his eyebrows rising. ‘Really?’

‘Well,’ I said with a smile.

‘Jesus, woman. You’re always ruining my fantasy. Five years on and you still haven’t learned to talk dirty. It’s not just the words baby. You’ve got to say it like you mean it. You can’t be smiling and messing about like it was a joke.’

‘OK, OK,’ I placate.

He finished unbuttoning my blouse and slipped his hand up my skirt.

‘Oh, Sir. What are you doing?’

‘I’m just a sucker for a country girl.’

He allowed his hand to travel along the inside of my thigh and reached between my legs. ‘Oh, you dirty, dirty girl. Where are your panties? Look how wet you are. Look at you. You dirty thing you.’ A sexy smile lights his face. God, I am married to such a hot man!

I spread my thighs further apart and looked at him coyly. ‘I am such a dirty thing. Sitting here with my creamy cunt being really dirty all over the table. All dirty and filthy and ready to be fucked.’

‘I love it when you talk dirty,’ he muttered, and freeing his big beautiful cock plunged into me so hard and deep I cried out and thought how amazing it was that after all these years he still managed to make me scream. How the love had just grown and grown.

From downstairs came the sounds of two children, Parker and Isobel, both little devils, whooping with joy. There were also the sounds of two crazy dogs barking madly, and an exasperated woman shouting at the top of her voice for the little thieves to bring back them muffins right away.

‘I really should go down and stop them,’ I mumbled distractedly. It’s hard to think when such a big cock is deep inside you.

Thank God that dirty aristocrat totally ignored me and didn’t stop.

The End

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