The Wrong Time Page 15

  For the first time in a little while, we held each other all night in bed. Being together was so peaceful and relaxing, and we both woke up this morning saying it was the best sleep we’ve had in such a long time.

  Georgia’s moved back into my room, and it feels right as though it’s meant to be. I felt like something was missing when she was sleeping in the other room.

  “Have you ever slept that well?” I ask her.

  “No. I didn’t wake up at all. It was really comforting.”

  “I’m glad. Looks like it was exactly what we both needed.”

  We lay in bed as it dawns on me that today is Georgia’s birthday. I feel a little guilty for a second for not remembering, but it’s still very early, and we’ve both barely been fully awake for five minutes.

  I wish her a very happy birthday and roll onto my side, resting my head on my palm and elbow on my pillow.

  “How does it feel to be twenty-five?” I ask as she rolls over to face me.

  “It’s the best age so far.” She giggles.

  I lean forward placing my lips on hers, watching as her eyes flutter closed before mine do the same. My free hand dives under the covers and sweeps over her leg, running over her warm pajamas before coming back and settling on her hip.

  A gasp escapes her. I can feel the vibration of the noise on my tongue.

  It feels like we’re in unison as I run my tongue over her lips, and she starts to do the same thing. We both break the kiss, laughing.

  “Great minds think alike,” I joke, before leaning back in for another kiss, but she pulls back.

  “I have an idea.” Georgia smiles, the twinkle in her eye tells me she’s thought of something fun to do.

  “I’m intrigued,” I reply, watching as she slides out of bed, slowly stripping off her blue florally clothes. It’s her birthday, yet she’s giving me a striptease. “Remember, though, we probably can’t leave the room. Lucy will be here soon, and we wouldn’t want to give her an eyeful.”

  “I have no intention of leaving the room.” She turns around, lowering her panties, giving me a fantastic view of her gorgeous ass and a glimpse at her pretty pink lips. I can feel my cock growing harder by the second.

  As she slowly stands up, she’s completely naked, and she’s owning it. Most other times when she’s naked in front of me, she’ll try and coverup or will look uncomfortable, but not this time. Her hands are on her hips, and she’s confident.

  “You’re so sexy, baby. Come here.”

  She wildly shakes her head, her loose ponytail giving way. “Nope, not today. You follow me. Strip off,” she demands before trying to tame her hair again.

  I throw back the covers and hop out of bed before doing as I’m asked. She’s walked into the bathroom. I feel like I’m a sex-craved teenage boy, stripping my clothes off, following a sexy woman and hoping I get some. Except I’m no inexperienced teenager, I know exactly what I’m doing, and I get the feeling that Georgia wants to have some fun in the shower. It’s got to be one of the last places we’re yet to have sex. Sure, we’ve done other things in there besides shower but never actually done the deed.

  If that’s what she wants to do this morning, then it could make for a very memorable birthday on top of the surprises I have in store for her.

  Moving toward the bathroom with a spring in my step, I can hear Georgia turning the shower on. I pause at the doorway, admiring her rear before she steps inside the shower alcove. It’s times like this that I love having an open shower area—there’s no door to worry about and plenty of room.

  I step into the shower behind her. She’s facing the steady stream of water trying her hardest to avoid wetting her hair. She’s often told me that she despises washing her long hair in winter as it takes such a long time to dry, so she’ll only do it when she knows she has time to let it air dry at home. I love her little quirks.

  My hands instantly gravitate toward her hips, holding her in place as I lean forward, kissing her neck in long, slow motions.

  She shivers when she feels my rigid length against her ass, which makes me grow harder again.

  “You want to have some fun in here this morning, do you?” I growl against her neck.

  “Hmmm,” she moans.

  “Tell me what you want?”

  “You. All of you. Now.” Her breath is coming out as pants. She spins around in my arms, sliding her hands around my neck and pulling me to her, her kisses hot and needy.

  “No need to rush,” I say as she comes up for air. I’m telling the truth, there’s no real need to rush this morning. I have one meeting today at ten, and after that, I’ve cleared my schedule for her birthday activities.

  My original plan for Georgia’s birthday was to have the clues end at the Christmas Fair, and I was going to let her get as many Christmas decorations as her heart desired. However, they are closed today, so that can’t happen. Instead, I’ve booked a special table at the Lighthouse Restaurant and have altered all of my clues for the day.

  “Fine. Sit down, then,” she purrs, pointing toward the built-in seat in the shower. I do as she asks as she switches the water to the other shower head which starts to spurt warm spray at my feet.

  She strides toward me and braces herself on my thighs and drops to her knees, wrapping her delicate fingers around my cock. The stream of water is at the perfect position to keep her warm. Little does she know I designed the shower this way. The builder thought it was so my other half could sit and shave her legs, but I knew exactly what I wanted to use it for, and now that day is finally happening.

  Georgia gently massages my length several times, then lowers her head to my lap, flicking her tongue over the tip.

  I close my eyes and rest my head against the tiles, the cold sensation cooling my rapidly rising body temperature. This woman makes me lose control. She’s barely done anything, and I’m using every inch of control I have to stop myself from coming.

  She lowers her mouth over me, and a moan escapes my lips. Georgia tries to take as much as she can in her mouth but chokes a little.

  “Careful. If it’s too much, stop,” I whisper.

  She lifts her head, smiling at me. “Sit back and enjoy. Stop talking.”

  Grabbing my balls in one hand, she wraps her mouth around me again, gently sliding up and down. She’s a master at the way she can massage my testicles. It’s an added sensation that I hadn’t experienced until I met Georgia.

  She continues to bob her head as I feel my balls tighten, and I know I’m getting close. “Georgia, stop before I blow.” However, she ignores me. Going faster and faster and sucking harder on my length.

  My little sex kitten sure knows how to give good head.

  “Ohhh,” I moan as I feel I’m about to explode. “I’m coming, I’m coming,” I pant.

  One hand latches onto the seat, and the other holds onto Georgia as I spurt my hot cum straight down her throat. There’s no gag reflex or coughing, she takes it all, swallowing every single drop. As my length softens, she takes it from her mouth and starts working him again.

  But now it’s my turn to repay the favor.

  “Stand up, beautiful,” I say, grabbing her hand.

  She does as she’s asked, and I tell her to sit on the seat. She slowly does as she’s asked, knowing what’s coming for her.

  I kneel in front of her, my palms splayed on her thighs.

  “Scoot forward a little.”

  The sight of her pretty pussy in front of me has my mouth watering. There’s nothing better than tasting her juices and knowing that I’m doing this to her.

  I push her legs apart, and she gasps as I run my finger along her slit. Georgia leans back against the tiles replicating what I did only moments before.

  Lowering my mouth, I run my tongue along her slit as I grab her ankle, lifting her leg and resting it on my shoulder.

  Pushing my tongue just inside her, I gently move it around before pulling back and flicking it over her clit. I love when I raise her leg givin
g me so much more access to her gorgeous pussy.

  I take her nub in my mouth and gently suck feeling her buck at the sensation. So, I raise her other leg, placing her foot on my shoulder.

  It won’t take her long in this position, I know she loves it.

  Moving my finger to her opening, I tease it several times before carefully pushing it inside, and I feel her tense around it. So, I lightly bite down on her clit as I slide my finger in and out of her before adding a second. Tickling her inside with my fingers, she clamps down on them as her back arches, thrusting her pussy even more into my face.

  Georgia lets out a loud moan as her body shakes. I continue what I’m doing helping her ride out her orgasm.

  When I feel that she’s come down from her high, I take her feet off my shoulders, allowing her to slump in the seat before standing her up.

  I’m rock hard again, and I plan on taking her up against the shower wall. Give her something for her birthday she’ll never forget.

  Grabbing her hand, I help her stand and wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her toward me. Our lips meet, a combination of both our juices mixing together as we kiss.

  I turn her around, pushing her up against the shower wall. As our mouths move in unison, I fumble around trying to find the faucet to shut the water off.

  After I succeed with the water, I reach down, grabbing at Georgia’s legs to lift her. I want to completely support her weight while I pound into her against the wall.

  I grab one leg, and then the other, lifting her against the wall. She wraps her legs around me, and I check that she locks her ankles together. What she doesn’t realize is that most of her weight is supported against the wall, anyway, but I still wouldn’t want her slipping around.

  She wraps her arms around my neck as I line my cock up with her pussy and gently push inside.

  We moan in unison. I love when she grips onto my cock.

  “Hold on. This’ll be hard and fast,” I grunt, knowing I won’t last very long the second time. I love spending hours with her making love, but I knew this was going to be a quickie, especially after that amazing blowjob she gave me.

  Thrusting into her, I groan as she digs her fingernails into the back of my neck.

  Blowing out several puffs, I drive into her again before crashing my lips on hers. It’s hot and passionate and making me come oh so close.

  “Stop, Adam. Stop,” Georgia pants, pulling her lips from mine. I pull back and look into her eyes, searching to find out what’s wrong.

  Have I hurt her?

  Does she not want this?

  “What? Why?” I pant.

  “I don’t want to finish this here. Please trust me?”

  I nod and withdraw from her before placing her on the tiled floor.

  Taking my hand, Georgia leads me out of the bathroom, collecting a couple of towels on the way through and back toward the bed.

  She drops my hand just before we get there and lays out the towels over the end of the bed, then crawling up onto them on her hands and knees. Her perfect ass is now in my face.

  “Move forward,” I encourage.

  I think I know what she wants me to do, but we both aren’t ready for that yet.

  Crawling up onto the bed behind her, I nudge her legs apart for better access. In one swift movement, I slide into her.

  She clamps around me, and I know she’s not far off either.

  “Let’s come together,” I suggest, and she hums out a reply.

  After two more thrusts, Georgia clamps down on me as my balls draw up and tighten. With a third and final one, we both moan as our releases wash over our bodies.

  “Happy birthday, gorgeous,” I whisper, kissing her back.

  “Thank you,” she replies. “That was the best start to a birthday I’ve ever had.”

  She has no idea what I have planned for today, and I can’t wait to see the look on her face when she finds out.

  Georgia

  What a start to my birthday. My legs still feel a little wobbly as I dress for the day. Adam’s told me not to dress for work and that I need to wear comfortable clothing to start with and pack something nice to wear for dinner later.

  He’s making me feel so special today, and I love him for it, but a small part of me feels uncomfortable. I’m not used to being the center of attention.

  I walk downstairs first and head to the kitchen, needing that caffeine hit more than anything right now.

  Lucy is standing in the doorway, holding an envelope out for me. I place my backpack down against the hall table before taking it from her.

  “Happy birthday, Miss Georgia. May all your hopes and dreams come true.” Lucy places a kiss on my cheek.

  “Thank you, Lucy. That’s so sweet of you.”

  Her smile spreads from ear to ear as she watches me open her card. It’s a beautiful heartfelt message inside, and she’s also given me a gift voucher to get my nails done.

  “Wow. Thank you. I’ve never had my nails professionally done. I look forward to it.” I smile.

  “I’m glad to hear that because your appointment is at two this afternoon.” I’m shocked. Lucy pats my back as she walks past us, my eyes following her, a look of accomplishment plastered on her face, and Adam’s standing behind me chuckling.

  I turn and face him. “Did you have anything to do with this?”

  “Not at all. This one was all Lucy.”

  I turn back to the kitchen and notice a huge arrangement of flowers sitting on the kitchen table. My heart beats wildly with excitement. I’ve never gotten a bunch of flowers like this before.

  Walking briskly to where the flowers sit, I lean in and take a sniff. They are divine. With a mixture of bright pinks, yellows, oranges, and white, it instantly makes my smile as big as it can be.

  I pick up the card and open it, assuming they are from Adam, but the card tells me they are from Basil, Darius, Max, and Johanna and their other halves, and Johanna’s new PA, Courtney.

  “Oh, that’s so sweet of them,” I coo.

  “The guys from work?” Adam asks.

  I nod. “Well, Jo and Courtney, too.”

  “Courtney…” Adam shakes his head. He doesn’t approve of Johanna’s PA. She’s barely out of high school, has no idea what’s she’s doing, and spends more time on social media on her cell than doing any actual work. But she’s Jo’s niece, and she wanted to give her a go. Adam allowed it. Family’s family, after all.

  “I’ll have to thank them all when I see them today.”

  “Well, there are several gifts throughout the day from me, but this is the first one.” He hands me a small gift bag, and I almost squeal with delight.

  Of course, I read the card first, and it almost brings me to tears.

  To my darling Georgia,

  You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.

  You bring laughter, joy, and love to my life.

  So on your birthday, I’d like to thank you and tell you how special you are to me.

  And how much I love you in every way.

  Yours forever,

  Adam.

  I take a step toward him and stand on my tippy toes, giving him a big kiss on his cheek.

  “Come on, open your present.”

  I find a small box at the bottom of the gift bag, and my breath hitches when I realize what it is.

  I slowly open the box and see a gorgeous rose gold ring with a row of diamonds sitting inside. I gasp. I’ve never seen jewelry so pretty.

  Adam takes it from me and grabs my hand. He pulls the ring from the box and places it on my finger.

  Panic overwhelms me.

  He knows I am not ready for this.

  “Georgia, this is a promise ring. It’s my promise to you that when the time is right for the both of us, I’ll buy you the matching big diamond and wedding band for this.”

  The panic dissipates and is quickly replaced with euphoria.

  “I thought you were proposing,” I say, trying to cover my nerves wi
th a giggle.

  “I told you I wouldn’t. I won’t do it without discussing it with you again.”

  I admire the ring on my finger. He’s put it on my left hand on my wedding finger. It’s perfect there.

  “Thank you. It’s beautiful.”

  Adam sweeps me into his arms and places a soft kiss on my lips.

  “So are you. Happy birthday.” He kisses me again as Lucy walks back into the room.

  I break free from his hold, slightly embarrassed that Lucy saw us like that.

  “Ah, young love. It’s special,” she gushes as her hand lightly touches her chest. “Would you both like a coffee and some breakfast?”

  “Yes, please but just coffee. I have a surprise for Georgia at work for breakfast.”

  I lightly bounce on the spot as I look at Lucy. She mouths, “Oooh,” to me.

  After collecting my bag, we wait for the coffee. I can’t help but admire this ring, it’s so pretty. It could almost be mistaken for a wedding band with diamonds. But Adam and I both know what it is, and I can’t believe that he’s gone to such trouble for me today.

  Lucy hands us our coffees in keep cups, and we head out to the car. Adam’s offered to drive this morning. I’m not sure why, but he said I definitely wouldn’t need my car at all today. My guess is that it’s another surprise.

  A short time later, we arrive at his building, and Adam whisks me up to his office. Courtney calls out, “Happy birthday,” as we speed past her, and has a goofy grin on her face. Something tells me she’s in on whatever Adam has planned.

  When we get to his office door, he stands slightly behind me, placing his hand over my eyes while he fumbles to open the office door. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and pastries excite my taste buds before we’ve even stepped inside.

  My eyes flick open the moment Adam removes his hand calling, “Surprise.”

  I’m shocked to see a chef in his whites standing behind a small portable cooktop, a waiter holding a pot of coffee, and a table set up for two.