Wilson had tried to avoid showing her too much attention at work. To any onlooker, they could have been mistaken for friends, but he needed to hold her. He put his hand on her stomach, curious as to whether or not she was pregnant.
He wanted her so badly. All his life, he’d gotten everything he ever wanted. A family hadn’t been high on his list, but now, he wanted her so damn badly. He wanted Macie all to himself, and children. Anything and everything to bind her to him.
“Kiss me,” he said.
“Wilson?”
“I don’t care who is watching. Let them all know that you belong to me.” He wrapped a curl of her hair around his finger and gave it a little tug.
She giggled but leaned down and kissed him. It was the lightest graze of lips, and that wasn’t going to do.
He wanted her kisses. To feel her passion.
Gripping the back of her head, he tugged her down and showed her exactly the kind of kiss he wanted. She released a moan but didn’t push him away.
He wanted everyone to know this woman was his.
Wilson broke the kiss first. Macie’s lips were red and plump. He couldn’t wait for them to be wrapped around his dick, sucking him hard. He’d teach her exactly how he liked it.
“I better get to work,” she said.
“You could quit. We’d be at my apartment, and you could be naked.”
She chuckled. “You’re a bad influence.” She pressed her palm to his cheek and stepped back.
He wanted her back, but he allowed her to go, watching the sway of her ass as she moved away. His cock was once again rock hard. Whenever he was around Macie, it was a sensation he had to get used to.
She constantly aroused him.
No other man that was inside the diner at the moment made a move on her. He’d noticed the keen eyes on her earlier, but now they all knew she was taken. They kept their hands to themselves, which was exactly where they should be.
Macie glanced back at him and smiled.
He was the only one who was going to get all of her smiles from now on. Her sweetness belonged to him.
Glancing at the clock, he saw she still had another three hours of her shift.
Wilson sat back in his booth and watched. He had no problem filling the three hours with staring.
****
Macie laughed as Wilson chased her around his penthouse. They were both naked, and he’d insisted on doing a spot of baking. She had no choice but to take over, and then one thing had led to another. Now he ran after her, brandishing a spatula covered in chocolate brownie mix.
She screamed as she spun to face him, seeing him so close. Only the sofa was between them. He had chocolate on his chest, and with one look at the mess she’d made, all she wanted to do was lick it right off.
“You’re not playing fair,” he said.
“And you think you do?”
He moved left, and she took to the right. Wilson swapped, and then all of a sudden, he jumped over the sofa, and she didn’t have enough time to get away as his arms wrapped around her waist. She dropped the spatula, laughter filling the room.
Chocolate brownie mix was smeared across her back and Wilson took them down to the sofa.
He kissed her neck. “I’ve got you.”
And she had stopped fighting.
Turning in his arms, she cupped his cheek and kissed him. He stroked some of her hair back from her head and smiled. “What is going on in that head of yours?”
She kissed him again, not answering, but then slowly started to kiss down his body. Flicking her tongue across each of his nipples, she trailed her lips down, going toward the brownie mix.
“Yum, tasty,” she said.
He groaned as she went down even further. His cock was already rock-hard by the time she settled between his thighs.
She gripped the base of his cock, amazed at how hard and yet at the same time, how soft he was to the touch. The tip was already wet with pre-cum, and she couldn’t resist licking the tip, tasting him. He was slightly salty, and then she covered the whole head of him with her mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” he said.
He gripped her hair, wrapping it around his fist and tugging on the length, and she loved it when he did this to her. Every now and then, it was like he couldn’t resist giving her head a little tug.
Sucking the tip of his dick into her mouth, she tried not to use her teeth as she took only the head into her mouth, tightly.
He growled and she looked up at him, watching.
“Take more,” he said.
She did, sliding her mouth over him, just a little, teasing him. She saw him losing patience, but he didn’t force her.
“You’re so fucking good.”
This wasn’t the first time she’d taken his cock. To get this perfect, to know what he liked, Wilson had taken his time, teaching her exactly what he liked. Then, when he couldn’t wait a single moment, he’d pulled out of her mouth and had taken her hard and rough. She loved being with this man. Feeling his hands all over her body, taking whatever pleasure he could have.
She dropped down, taking the whole of his cock into her mouth until he hit the back of her throat, and she gagged.
Wilson groaned. She eased up, but not for long as she set a steady pace. Up and down, she sucked on his length, using her saliva to coat his dick, making it easier for her to take as much of him as she could.
Wilson couldn’t contain his need, and a few times, he tried to control her, holding her in place as he thrust into her mouth. She loved to see it when he lost control.
This time, she felt how close he was to the edge, his pre-cum leaving a constant trail for her to swallow on her tongue. He warned her seconds before he was about to explode, but she didn’t stop.
Wilson licked her to orgasm all the time, and this time, she wanted to feel and watch him come.
His cock tightened, and then her mouth was filled with his salty cum. Macie swallowed him down, drinking up every single drop. His orgasm seemed to go on forever, but she didn’t mind as she watched him lose control.
She eased up, dropping a kiss to the tip of his cock and sitting back on her heels. “How did I do, teach?” she asked.
He groaned. “Star pupil.”
She chuckled, getting to her feet and dropping him a kiss on the lips. “I live to serve.” He went to grab her, but Macie stepped back. “I smell those brownies, and I’m not going to allow our good work to go to waste.”
“I don’t think I can move.”
“Then more brownies for me.” She swayed her hips as she walked away, knowing Wilson would follow. The man was a sucker for a brownie.
She was right. The brownies were done. There was nothing more disappointing in life than an overcooked brownie that tasted of burnt chocolate.
Macie placed them on the top of the stove, turning off the oven as she grabbed a cooling rack. She waited a few minutes, and then her patience ran out as she used the overhang of greaseproof paper to lift them out of the tin and place them on the cooling rack. The scent of chocolate made her mouth water.
Wilson entered the kitchen, and within a matter of seconds, his hands were wrapped around her waist.
This was what she loved. Being in his arms. Sinking against him, she felt his warmth and heat surround her.
Ever since he’d been coming to the diner, she had waited for him each day with anticipation. He was older than her, but age was just a number. She had no idea if this was a bit of fun to him, or if this actually meant a lot more to him. In the past month, he hadn’t left her side, and she’d been able to avoid doing her studies, so he didn’t realize how stupid she was.