A Night to remember : Book 3

Chapter 11

****Max****

"Max!" I'm going to be late," she hops into the room from the bathroom on one shoe while trying to put on the other. I turn to watch her stand straight and run her hand down her skirt. My eyes take in her newly flushed state and slide down her body enjoying the scenery all the way down to the sexy black stilettos.

Still wrapped in a towel, I step closer to her. The added length from the heels puts her just at the perfect height for me to lean closer and admire her those gorgeous caramel eyes. " I thought I could be helpful in the shower," I grin pulling her into my arms and lower my lips to graze her soft neck. I enjoy her light laugh and the scent of her skin as I nibble softly on her jaw and work my way up to her ear.

"Besides, I couldn't resist that sweet, wet-"

"Max!" she gasps as I squeeze her ass and press my lips to hers. My mornings with her are the happiest part of my day, waking up to this lush soft body pressed into mine has an effect on me. And to think I'll be without it for two weeks, sends a debilitating sense of doom through me.

I groan as the tiny bundle of nerves throughout my body tighten as her fingers graze through my hair giving it a light tug only to nip at my lips to deepen the kiss. A kiss like this should be illegal. I suddenly feel her pull away. "Max, I'm gonna be late," she whispers breathlessly trying to gain some control but I won't let her have it. Selfish? I know but nothing excites me more than when she is in a passion filled haze. I'm getting my two weeks worth of loving and sex before she leaves and she knows it.

"It's your fault." I groan plunging my tongue into her lips. " If your pussy wasn't so delicious, you would be stepping off the tarmac into the jet by now," I enjoy her quick breaths. It's a clear indication that she wants me just as much as I want her.

Slowly with no preamble, I walk her towards the bed and lower her down on it until I have her beneath me. I kissed her and glided my fingers up her thighs all the way up to the soft lace of her garters to the soft bare skin just shy of her panties. The moment I glided my fingers up to remove them, I felt her press her hand into my chest. Her unmistakable lust filled gaze held mine. "I'm serious Max, I have to get going," she whines. "I don't want to get there late."

With a sigh, my gaze lowers to her red plump lips. In silence, I settle above her and kiss her lips once more before pulling away. "You know I'm gonna suffer without you right?" I say caressing her jaw until her gaze settles on mine.

"You will be fine," she insists with light laugh.

"I will be all skin and bones by the time you get back," I add smiling as she laughs more.

"My mother promised to feed you." she adds.

She wraps her arms around my neck and places loving feathered kisses along my jaw.

"If it will make you feel any better. I will be miserable without you too." She presses her head to mine; playing into my pouty excuses of trying to keep her from going.

I lean up on my elbow then look down at her. "Are you gonna skype me?"

"Of course." She whispers gliding her fingers over my lips. "Every night before I go to bed, I want to be sure your voice is the last thing I hear before I close my eyes." She whispers.

"Me too," I kiss her finger.

I lean off to the side and plop myself on my back. I'm a little upset with my selfish behavior as of late. It's not a good look for me. She leans up on her elbow and sweetly places her fingers on my chest, and I swear at the moment they burned a hot trail across it. "The moment it's all over, I'm coming back," she promises pressing her lips to mine. I feel her slowly stand from the bed then and reach for her purse. I sit up and watch as she pulls her small carry-on luggage towards the door. Although I pouted through her 10 minute list of what not to do with Miliana, in the end I was happy to spend some quality time with my princess.

"Are you listening, Max?" she stands before me. Her gorgeous stern gaze held me to the spot like a 2nd grade teacher scolding a child. Damn! She looks hot.

I sigh as she crosses her arms. "O.K. I won't use her as human canon ball," I grin as she gasps.

"Max!" she glares at me.

I roll my eyes upward and shake my head at her list of rules on taking care of our  four year old daughter. I pull her close between my legs and lower her down on my lap.

"Relax baby, we will be fine. I promise." I lovingly kiss her cheek.

It tickles me to no end how the tables quickly turned at how irrationally overprotective she is with Miliana as I am with her. Finally she accepts my words and within seconds, I am dressed and sitting beside her in the car rolling through downtown towards the air strip.

I walk with her on the tarmac holding her bag and hand it over to the pilot. As he pulls away and load it, I pulled her into my arms then and focused fully on her. My gaze swept over her light with concern and worry.

"How are you feeling?" Instinctively, my fingers lower down her arm towards her wrist; grazing my thumb over the familiar texture of her wristband.

"I'm good, the medicine is kicking in." she says leaning close.

It was my main concern the moment she mentioned she was going on this trip. So we contacted  Dr. Vassant to see if it was safe to take Dramamine for her anxiety while flying. She had suggested Benadryl to calm her during the flight and the Seaband for the nausea relief. I watched her take it while I helped place the wristband on. I felt relieved a little that she wasn't going to freak out and get sick in the air by herself.

I grazed my thumb along her jaw and pulled her closer until she was a hairs length from my lips. "Call me the moment you land and get to the hotel, O.K.?" She nods and leans into kiss me. The calming effect of the medicine has her mellow in my arms. So, I help her into the seat on the jet and place her in the seatbelt.

"Take good care of her" I look towards the pilot.

"Will do sir," he tips his hat as I step off the last step and watch the entrance hatch close. I turn to walk towards the car where Wilson stood waiting. The moment the jet tipped up on take-off to a slow climb in the sky, we drove off.

I reached into my pocket for my phone at that moment as we left the air hanger, I pressed a button and seconds later the voice of Brady my head of details' voice on the other end confirmed their arrival at the Hotel and that they secured a room across from hers. 

"Thanks, keep me updated."

"Will do Mr. Chase."

Is it good that I'm doing this? Probably not. But I need a clear mind to function. Having her being pregnant, miles away and not being able to be there if she needs me, is going to drive me up the wall. So I will take my chances with her anger. Her safety is more important to me.

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