Authors: Michelle Love
Cosima Bedi smiled up at her lover as he gathered her to him and thrust his cock deep inside her. She gave a low moan of pleasure that made him smile and his cock thicken and swell. Her velvety vagina enveloped him as he moved, her legs around his waist, her soft lips against his. The feel of her skin on his was intoxicating to Arlo
Forrester,
and as they made love, the early morning sun falling over their bodies, he wishes they could
stay in
the moment
forever
.
Afterward, they showered together…a task made longer by the fact he had to have her again, pushing her up against the cool tile and thrusting deep inside her.
Now, as they ate breakfast, he linked his fingers with hers. ‘Cosima…do you know how happy you make me?’
She grinned. ‘Hopefully as happy as you make me,
Mr.
Forrester. Listen, I have
meetings
back
at
the office this morning; can you do without me for a couple of hours?’
‘Absolutely not,’ but he grinned, ‘but I suppose if it’s work…’
‘Ha ha,’ she kissed him, ‘I’ll be with you by lunchtime.’
After he had
dropped
Cosima at her office, Arlo continued on to the LaBelle, the hotel he and Cosima were renovating together. He liked to think of it like that, that they had chosen the project together rather than he had hired her firm to help design and build it. He was actually glad she wasn’t with him this morning though because he had a meeting with the local councilmen to discuss changing the name of the hotel; his preferred sign writer was ready to go ahead once he had permission. He wanted it to be a surprise for Cosima; one she would love, one that would show her how much he loved her.
Arlo wasn’t used to feeling like this, so utterly wiped out with love. He had always been controlled, sensible, measured in everything in his life – since his brother Mason had died, he was always careful not to let anyone too close, not to have that terror of losing them. He’d almost managed it – Margaret, his beloved
assistant,
and de facto mother
was
an exception – but everyone else
got
close enough…then he would put up barriers. He knew he had with Sabine – and that’s why he bore some of the responsibility
for
her affair with Cole. But now, he felt wide open, laid bare by the beautiful woman who spent the nights in his arms.
His meeting went well with the councilmen, and he gave the
go-ahead
for the signs to be made up. He was just looking over some blueprints when he heard his name being called. He turned to see Jack Hampton walking towards him, his smile friendly. ‘Hey Jack, I didn’t know you were still in town?’
The other man nodded. ‘Harpa’s move to Seattle needs to be arranged and seeing as she wasn’t at dinner last night, I thought I’d drop in and see if Cos knows when Harpa will be free.’
Oh, really? Arlo kept his expression mutual. ‘Wouldn’t it be easier to call Harpa directly?’
Jack smiled as if he knew what Arlo was thinking. ‘It would, and I’ve
tried,
but it just keeps going to voicemail. I get a little uncomfortable when I can’t reach one or both of the girls.’
Women, not girls.
Why did this dude irritate him so much? Arlo gave him a half-smile and nodded. ‘I see.’
Jack looked around. ‘This place sure is something…’ Indeed, the interior of the hotel was beginning to take shape. Arlo nodded, pleased despite himself.
‘Cosima’s touch. She had the best eye I’ve ever seen.’
Jack nodded. ‘She’s always been a star, that one. Even when she was younger, she was always doing something creative…really knows color and how to use it. Amazing imagination. Hey, I don’t suppose you could give me a tour?’
Arlo hesitated then shrugged. ‘Sure, why not?’
He
handed
Jack a hard hat and motioned for him to follow him. ‘We found the basic structure is sound and that a lot of the features could be salvaged for re-use. To a
developer,
that’s money in the bank.’
Jack nodded. ‘Got it. My understanding was that you were going to build from the ground
up,
and that’s why you hired Cosima’s firm.’
‘That was the original plan; but then both Cos and
I
,’ he smiled a little, ‘well, we fell in love with this place. I bought it on the spot.’
‘Spontaneous. I hear it’s catching.’
Arlo stopped and smiled at him. ‘Is there something you want to ask me, Agent Hampton?’
Jack made a show of looking confused. ‘No, man, I’m just saying. I’ve known Cos for
years,
and she’s always been organized, reliable and solid. Then you come along and …’ He made an ‘explosion’ gesture with his hands. Arlo conserved his words.
‘Believe it or not, Jack, I’m just as astonished as you. Like Cos, I was all business, all the time. Maybe we’re just like two chemical elements, benign on their own but put them together and boom.’
Jack nodded. ‘That’s what concerns me, man. Look, I’m happy for both of you, I am, but my job is to protect these
girls,
and I know you can provide round-the-clock security, I know that. My experience is, though, that if two parties are actively protecting someone, the ball often gets dropped because of miscommunication. I’m just asking – don’t shut me out.’
Arlo nodded, listening to the man and feeling a little better about his involvement in Cosima’s life. ‘I understand
that,
and I agree. Look, I do not want to step on anyone’s toes here – as long as Cos and I are given our privacy, I have no problem with anything you do. I want her safe.’
‘That’s all I want too, man.’
Arlo stuck his hand
out,
and Jack shook it. ‘Deal.’
Jack smiled. ‘Good. Now, show me around the rest of the Pleasuredome.’
Harpa was curled up, napping, on the couch when Cosima got in that night and she leaned down and stroked her sister’s hair. She frowned when she saw the deep shadows under her eyes.
‘Harp? You okay, honey?’
Harpa opened her eyes, took one look at her sister and burst into tears. Cosima wrapped her arms around her sister and let her cry herself out. Finally, when Harpa had calmed herself, she told Cosima about Deacon.
‘He just came right out with it. I don’t love you anymore. There was no regret, no sadness in his eyes. He just looked desperate to get out of there.’
‘Asshole,’ Cosima spat out, gritting her teeth. ‘I’m so sorry, Harp, I really am.’ She hugged her sister fiercely. Harpa leaned against her and sighed.
‘Sorry for
blubbing
.’
‘Don’t be silly.’
Harpa closed her eyes. ‘God, I’m so angry, Cos.’ She sat up and wiped her face on her sleeve. ‘He was cheating. He admitted it to my face.’
‘What the fuck?’ Cos was enraged. ‘That rat bastard, I’ll kill him…’ She was
up,
and Harpa had to yank her back to the couch.
‘Dude, calm down. If anyone’s going to kick
his
ass, it’ll be me. But just now, I need sister alone time and a lot of junk food.’
Cosima looked a little
guilty,
and Harpa groaned. ‘You’re not going out, are you? I need you,’ she said in a wheedling voice then grinned suddenly. ‘Wow, I’m not passive-aggressive at all, am I?’
Cosima smiled. ‘To answer your question, no, I’m not going
out,
but Arlo
is
coming here. He wants to meet you finally. But I can call him and postpone; you clearly need me more.’
Harpa shook her head. ‘No, don’t do that, I want to meet him too. Just don’t be too smitten in front of me; I don’t think I could take that.’
‘I promise.’
Harpa sighed and then got up. ‘I need to take a shower then I’ll cook something.’
Cosima shook her head. ‘No, don’t worry about it, we’ll just order in tonight.’
‘You sure?’
‘Yes, now go grab a shower; I need to take one too.’
Just as Harpa was leaving the room, Cosima called her back. ‘What about Seattle?’
Harpa half-smiled. ‘I’m still going to Seattle, Cos. No man’s going to stop me from my dreams.’
An hour later, Harpa opened the door to Arlo Forrester. The two of them sized each other up.
‘Well,’ said Harpa, stick her hand on her hip and trying not to grin. God, he was
gorgeous –
lucky, lucky Cos
– but she’d be damned if she’d let
him
know that. ‘I suppose you’ll do.’
Arlo grinned widely. ‘I’m pleased that her
Majesty
is satisfied.’ He bowed
extravagantly,
and she giggled, standing back to let him in. He was dressed casually, vintage t-shirt and jeans, his hair short and dark, his dark eyes twinkling at her. Friendly. Warm. That was the impression she got.
‘So, it’s good to finally meet you, Harpa, and I’m sure all the terrible stories Cosima had told me about you aren’t true.’
Harpa grinned and swatted at him. ‘I can tell you’re trouble. Cos! Your fuckbuddy’s here!’
Arlo choked with laughter. Harpa led him into the kitchen. ‘Want a beer?’
‘Sure, thanks.’
They sat down at the kitchen table. ‘Hey,’ Harpa took a swig of beer, ‘I had some of that curry you helped make. Pretty good. For an amateur.’
Arlo smiled. ‘Glad you think so – maybe when you’re a five Michelin starred chef, you can tutor me and help me perfect it.’
Harpa flung her hair back. ‘I’ll be too busy cooking for Kings and Queens.’ But she grinned at him. ‘So…you and my sister…is it all revoltingly mushy and stuff?’
‘Completely revolting.’
‘Excellent. Hey…’ She looked up as Cosima came in, her dark hair still slightly damp from the shower. She watched her sister’s eyes light up when she saw Arlo; saw the tender way the man stood and kissed her, stroking her face, gazing at her.
So much love,
Harpa
thought
and felt a pang of both sadness and relief. Deacon had never looked at her like that…
so it couldn’t have been love, could it?
She pushed her feelings aside and went to get Cosima a drink. She excused herself and went to the bathroom and could hear Cosima talking in low tones to Arlo.
‘Don’t mention Deacon, the fucker just broke up with her.’
‘Ah man, poor kid. From what you told me,
she
could do better. Let’s just cheer her up tonight, hey?’
Harpa felt warmth in her chest for her sister’s boyfriend.
What a good guy he was
…Harpa went to the bathroom, washed her hands and face and sat down on the edge of the bath. Her mind felt muddled, blurry. She had been right when she told her sister she was still going to Seattle – her place at catering college was set, her funding was in place, her college room booked. Jack had gone ahead to set things up and in less than a week, she would be boarding a plane to fly to the Emerald City and begin her new life there. Alone now. She tested her heart and found that it was not a smashed as she thought it would be. Definitely repairable.
She looked in the mirror and smiled.
A new life,
she thought,
one of my own
making
.
A new life…
Cosima wrapped a blanket over her sister’s sleeping frame and put the note beside her.
Gone to Arlo’s hotel so we don’t wake you. Call if you need anything. Love you xxx
Arlo was waiting by the door as she crept out and smiled as she took his hand. ‘She’s adorable,’ he said as they walked down the stairs. ‘I could beat that dude’s ass for dumping her like that.’
Cosima nodded grimly. ‘Join the queue. Still, at least she seemed
cheerful,
and I’m glad she’s still going to Seattle.’
They were in the car when he nodded to a black sedan parked across the street. ‘That’s my guys,’ he said softly, studying her for her reaction. ‘I cleared it with
Jack,
and he’s cool with it. There will be six guys, two every
eight-hour
shift. They won’t get too
close,
but they’ll be vigilant. Same for you when you’re not with me…in fact,’ and he looked a little sheepish, ‘they were there outside your office this morning. Hope you don’t mind.’
Cosima considered. ‘Well, I certainly didn’t notice them, so my answer is no, I don’t mind. As long as nobody else is affected by them.’
Arlo leaned over and kissed her, grinning. ‘I honestly don’t care who is affected if it means you’re safe.’
She cupped her face in her hand. ‘Arlo Forrester…you need to drive back to your hotel right now because I’ve got something for you…’
He gave a growl and started to the car, making her giggle. Halfway back to his hotel, he suddenly pulled off of the route and drove out of the city. She looked at him curiously, not worried but a little surprise.
He grinned over at her. ‘Just an idea…’
He drove out to a secluded lake where the light pollution from the city was low enough they could see the Milky Way. Arlo put the convertible’s top
down,
and they gazed up at the stars.
‘Why’d you bring me out here – not that I’m complaining, but, you know…sexy times?’
She grinned over at
him,
and he laughed, turning to face her. ‘Because, Miss Bedi, I want to see your beautiful, sumptuous curves in the moonlight. I want to fuck you under the stairs. I want to make you come so hard that they’ll hear you scream in Alabama.’
Cosima was grinning lasciviously at him. ‘You are a dark horse,
Mr.
Forrester…outdoor sex?’
‘We did plenty of it in the Maldives.’
‘
Yes,
we did.’
He kissed her slowly, deeply then leaned his forehead against hers. ‘Do me a favor, and just sit still for a moment.’
He got out of the
car,
and she watched him pop the trunk and pull out a blanket. ‘Someone planned ahead.’
He grinned but said nothing, opening her door and scooping her into his arms. He walked a little way then set her down as he laid the blanket on the grass. He took her in his arms and kissed her
again
until her head swam then laid her down
onto
the blanket, covering her body with his. He stroked the hair away from her face. ‘You look gorgeous in the moonlight as well as the daytime,’ he said, ‘I can’t take my eyes off you, Cosima Bedi.’
She grinned and stretched her body out, arching her back up to meet his. ‘Best you open your present then.’
He smiled and sat up.
She
was wearing a dark maroon wrap dress, set off by a delicate gold chain, a tiny yellow diamond at her throat. He pulled open the belt of the dress, and then slowly peeled back the fabric. Under the dress, she was
naked,
and as his eyes widened in surprise, she
laughed,
and her curves undulated with her movement.
‘You are breath-taking,’ Arlo said with a catch in his voice. Cosima smiled and
slowly
spread her legs for him. Arlo groaned and buried his face in her sex, his mouth greedy for her and her dark copper flesh, her scarlet labia swelling, and her cunt dampening for him. His tongue found her clit and she made a small noise of pleasure as he felt it harden under his tongue. He teased and tasted until she was shuddering and crying out his name, his long,
strong
fingers clamping onto her buttocks as she writhed beneath him. As she came, she arched her back, almost sobbing with
pleasure,
and he ran his tongue up her belly, around her
navel,
and onto her nipples, sucking on them until she was half-crazed.
Finally,
he took her mouth as she reached down to free his rock-hard cock from his underwear. He hitched her legs around his
waist,
but she shook her head, smiling. ‘Not yet,’ she whispered, ‘Let’s prolong it – I want to taste you.’
Arlo
grinned,
and as she made her way down his body, he rolled onto his back and sighed as her hot, wet mouth enveloped his cock, her hands massaging his sac, the root of him as she licked and tickled the sensitive tip with her tongue. He stroked her hair gently as she sucked him, letting himself experiencing all the incredible sensations she was giving him. When he was almost coming, he asked her if she wanted him to pull out but she shook her
head,
and he came, shooting into her mouth, her fingers on his hips as she drank him down. God, this woman…he needed to bury himself in her…now. He deftly flipped her onto her back and pushed her legs apart, not caring if he
was being
rough; the excitement in Cosima’s eyes willing him on. He grabbed the discarded belt from her dress, and bound her wrists together, pulling them above her head. Cosima groaned, ‘Tighter…tighter…’ and to his delight, she seemed even more turned on. His cock, almost ready to explode and so engorged with desire and blood, stood ramrod straight against his
belly,
and he teased her opening with it, making her give an impatient squeak.
‘You want to beg me, beautiful?’
She nodded. ‘Please…’
‘Say the words…’
‘Fuck me, Arlo, please…’
‘Louder.’
‘Fuck me! Fuck me now, please Arlo, now…’
And he rammed his cock deep into her cunt, pressing her legs apart, driving his whole weight into her; Cosima screamed his name, begging him to please, fucker harder, until they both came, crying out the other’s name, Arlo’s cock pumping
hot thick
semen deep inside her.
Afterward, they lay on the blanket and stared up at the universe. Well, Cosima did; Arlo, proper up on his elbow, was looking at her, the lush curves of her. He couldn’t help compare her softly rounded body with Sabine’s sharp edges. Where Cosima curved, Sabine jutted; where Sabine was concave, Cosima gently curved out, lush and ripe.
She glanced at him studying her and smiled. ‘You like what you see?’
He bent his head to kiss her. ‘It’s the most beautiful sight in the universe.’
‘Flatterer,’ but she put her hand on his face. ‘I love you.’
He turned his head to kiss her palm then her wrist. ‘You are my life, Cosima.’ He noticed her wrists were a little red from the belt he’d
tied
them with. He trailed his lips across the
welt
then smiled at her. ‘Did you like being bound, my love?’
‘Yes, I did…funny, I’d never even considered it before you but, yeah, I could explore that further…if you want.’ Cosima grinned shyly at
him,
and he shook his head, bemused.
‘How’d I get so lucky as to meet you?’
She giggled as he tickled her, and then sighed happily as he caressed her body, stroking his hand down over her belly then pressing his lips to her skin. ‘You are delicious, Miss Bedi.’ He covered her body with his, his cock getting hard again. He stroked his hand down over her shaved pubic mound – really, everything about her body was soft and velvety. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her wet and slick from his cum. She ground her sex against his hand.
‘I want to ride you, big boy,’ she grinned as he lay down and she straddled him, her hands on
his thick
cock, pulling and stroking it until it was rock-hard. Arlo spread the lips of her labia wide and she slowly lowered herself onto him, moaning softly as he filled her. They rocked gently, eyes locked. Arlo’s hands roamed gently over her breasts and belly until
finally,
they both came, a shuddering, mellow orgasm that left them both blissed out and relaxed.
Arlo drove them back to his
hotel,
and they made love once more before falling asleep exhausted, their limbs tangled, and their lips against the others.