Thoughtless Sacrifice (11 page)

I felt safe around him and he
was easy to talk to, I always knew exactly what mood in would
always be in. In fact he was the complete opposite of Maxwell. I
looked up through my eyelashes at his perfect handsome face. Why
was he still single? Any woman would be foolish not to jump at the
chance of being with him.

I quickly looked away, what was
I doing? Did I want to be with him? The alcohol had gone to my head
and now I was thinking like a crazy person.

For some unknown reason I moved
one of my hands on to his smooth face and his skin felt soft. My
eyes focused back on his face and with my fingertip I traced his
jaw line. His grey eyes locked with mine and slowly his lips
pressed against mine, his hands digging into my waist. The soft
motion of his tongue sliding in and out of my mouth was setting my
arousal off.

I pulled away and felt my
cheeks blush. Had that wanton woman returned? He bit down on his
lip and gave a side smile.

“
Georgina, I
think you’re leading me a stray?” He laughed as he pulled me into
him. “We can't be anything else but friends” he whispered, I heard
the sadness fill his voice.

The disappointment swirled over
me. He was right and I knew that. Why did I want things to be
different between us?

Well... My husband did fuck
someone else and he decided to tell me after making love! I was on
the rebound, simple as... I didn’t want another relationship. I was
just grieving for the one I had just lost. I only ever wanted
Maxwell and I loved him like crazy and I always would.

I stood in the doorway as
Maxwell began to search through a draw. An amused smile appeared on
my face. What was he planning on doing to me? He spun around
holding up a really long bandage.

“
What's
that?” I giggled.

His eyes widened with greed and
strutted over to me. His whole body commanding and powerful. “This
Miss Dawson is a bandage.”

“I thought we
were having sex, not playing doctors and
nurses?”

“
Improvisation, Miss Dawson.” He raised an eyebrow. “Are you
ready to play?”

“
Always” I
said breathless. I could feel the wanton feeling rushing through my
body.

He looked me up and down. “Then
why are you still wearing this?” He pointed to my dress. “Come on,
Miss Dawson. The sooner you undress the sooner you get your fix.” I
could see his arousal bulging through his trousers. The thought of
him tying me up was turning him on instantly. I hadn't even touched
him yet.

I slowly began to undress and
he stood watching, taking me in fully with his mouth tight and his
blue eyes burning into me. Finally, I was completely naked and
ready for what ever he had planned.

“
There are
rules” he smirked.

“
You do
surprise me” I giggled.

He rolled his eyes. “Here they
are... No talking... No stopping me and letting me have complete
utter control. You could say this is a test of trust... Do you
trust me?”

“
Of course” I
said sadly, why would he ask that?

“
Good” he
nodded. “Now lay on the bed on your front.”

I crawled down on the bed and
lay on my stomach. The excitement of the possibilities was filling
my body. I heard him get undress and then climb on the bed.

“
Place your
hands behind your back” he barked. I complied, he began to wrap the
bandage around my wrists and I felt him pull it tighter. “Get on
your knees.” Once again I did what I was told. Trying to bite my
tongue from asking questions.

He began to wrap the bandage
around my ankles, I was unable to move. On my knees with my hands
bounded behind my back connected to my ankles. Everything went
quiet and all of a sudden I felt him slam into me.

I hissed in pleasure and he
carried on slamming into me with force. I felt my whole body
enlighten in fire. Then he pulled out and his hand slipped in
between my legs to there. His magic lean fingers moved in between
my legs to massage my sweet spot, his finger circling and getting
me wetter. Slowly he slipped his finger inside me and carried on
the sweet massage. I wanted to scream loudly but I couldn't because
of the rules.

His fingertips carried on with
the tease to my sweet spot and then inside. He stopped just as I
felt my whole body tingle. Then once again he slammed into me,
pushing himself deeper and deeper inside. One of his hands grabbed
hold of my hair and pulled my head back. The other found its way
back to my sweet spot. I couldn't stay quiet and began to scream
the house down. Pleasure overwhelmed me and everything
exploded.

One final slam and he found
his. “FUCK!” he screamed. He rested his head on my back and I could
feel his heart beat racing.

I opened my eyes wide and the
sweat was pouring off me. Had I just had orgasm in my sleep? Was
that even possible? The tingling was still running through me. I
let out a deep breath, even in my sleep that man could control my
body. I tried to gain some normality to my erratic breathing.

How?

Did his magic spell follow me
everywhere? Knowing Maxwell he probably hired some voodoo expert
and was now controlling me in my sleep.

I gave out a little laugh, what
a mental thing to think. I turned on my side and tried to get
comfortable. I had to admit it was an amazing dream. I had actually
remembered every wonderful detail. Back then Maxwell had the power
to mesmerize, capture and haunt me.

Exactly what he was doing now.
I had this need to be with him, it was greater than ever. I bet he
was talking to that woman or even worse, locked away in a hotel
with someone else.

I closed me eyes, it hurt just
thinking of him being with someone else. To top it all I had work
tomorrow and I couldn't go to work looking a mess. I had to show
him he wasn't winning and I wanted to make him feel worthless just
like he had done to me. Then on the other hand, there would be a
slight chance I never saw him. Maxwell no longer came in to see me
in my office. Well, there wasn't much reason for him too
anymore.

My life had changed in the
blink of an eye and I hated it. Would I ever learn to live with it?
I guess I didn't have much of a choice but to just except it.

CHAPTER
TEN

Maxwell

I walked into the lobby and
over to Georgina's assistant. “Is she in?” I asked, her eyes looked
up at me and she gave a little shy smile. She didn't say a word
just smiled. Just to add to her discomfort, I gave my special
knicker combustion smile. Her cheeks flushed and it made me happy I
still had it. I walked over to Georgina's office and opened the
door.

Georgina looked up from her
computer and her blue eyes glared at me. I could not take my eyes
off her see-through blouse, especially with the red bra supporting
her perfect breasts. Her hair was piled up on her head and she was
wearing those black squared glasses. If this was a porn movie I
could have easily walked over, bent her over the desk and fucked
her. Well, about a week ago that is exactly what I would have
done.

My arousal was impossible to
control around her. I took in a deep breath and finally closed the
door. I strolled over and sat down in the chair opposite her. Her
eyes never leaving me, a little smug smile sprung to my lips. She
still wanted me and I still wanted her.

“
Mr Thomas”
she snapped looking back at her computer. “What do you
want?”

“
I thought I
would come and see if you were okay?” Her eyes slowly looked up and
the look softened. “I can see you’re doing rather well” my finger
pointed out the see-through blouse and she shifted awkwardly in her
seat.

She sat back in her seat. “Your
not looking bad yourself, Mr Thomas.”

I tilted my head to the side.
“You know me,” I pretended to remove an invisible hair from my
trouser leg. Her eyes watching my fingers, I quickly looked back at
her and she removed her lip from the grip of her teeth. “See
something you like, Georgina?” I teased.

She shook her head and
swallowed hard. I wanted her to walk round and sit on my lap, the
blood flowing down below was beginning to become unbearable.

“
What are you
doing this weekend?” I asked, trying to distract myself.

“
Nothing” she
quickly replied. “You?”

My lips twitched. “I need to go
to New York”

Her face fell and I knew
exactly what she was thinking. Once again she turned into cold
Georgina. God, I had taught her well. “Business or pleasure?” She
snapped.

“
Business” I
replied softly. “You know how I work...”

She gave a little laugh and
placed her head in her hands. “Will she be getting a necklace or a
hotel suite?” The hatred filled her voice and my heart sank.

I sat forward. “George...
please, I’m not interested in her.” Her expression never changed. I
rubbed my finger along my brow and I exhaled. There was no point
even trying to reason with her when she was in defence mode.
“Look,” I stood up. I couldn't be near her much longer as I was
sure I wouldn't be able to control myself. “Will you have Bailey
this weekend?”

“
Of course”
she beamed, my heart broken a little bit more at the sight of her
looking happy. In spite of everything I couldn't deny that she was
a good mum and I knew it was killing her not seeing Bailey. I just
nodded and began to walk out. “Maxwell,” she called after me. The
sound of her saying my name made the hairs stand up on the back of
my neck. I stopped in my tracks and turned to look at her. “Thank
you”.

“
Any time,
Georgina” with that I made my exit. As I left her assistant stared
at me, but now I was no longer in the mood to fool about. I just
wanted my wife back, shame, she no longer wanted me.

I felt as if I’d been stabbed
in the heart and I no longer had a purpose. It was all my stupid
fault, once again Maxwell Thomas had messed up big time. I had to
prove to Georgina I was sorry and I would do anything to get her
back.

***

Georgina

I ran into the restaurant where
Riley was waiting for me. I had been on cloud nine every since
Maxwell had visited me this afternoon. It had actually taken off
guard and I was surprised with how I had withstood all his
advances. It didn't help that the dream was forever flooding my
mind.

“
Hey” Riley
smiled. “You look happy.” He kissed my cheek and I sat down. “Work
was good, huh?” He took his own seat opposite me.

“
I am” I sang,
“Maxwell came to see him and I have Bailey this weekend.” I clapped
my hands in delight. I couldn't wait to spend a whole weekend with
my son. It did bother me that Maxwell would probably spending time
with that other woman. At the end of the day, I guess it was no
longer my business. We were both single and we both had to move on
with our lives.

He reached over and grabbed my
hand. “That's great, Georgina. I can not wait to meet him!”

His words took me off guard and
I removed my hand from his grip. My smile slowly made for the first
time in hours. “I’m sorry, Riley. It's just I told Maxwell I would
stay in a hotel. I just don't want to give him any reason to kick
off again.”

“
Oh” he looked
embarrassed. “That's fine.”

Frustration hit me, I was doing
it again. I was allowing Maxwell to control my life and I hadn't
even realized. Why couldn't I share the weekend with someone? We
all knew the exact reason WHY Maxwell was actually going to New
York and it didn't include sight seeing.

My Marriage was over and I had
to get to grips with it. “You know what?” Riley looked up from his
menu. “We will stay with you. If you'll have us?”

His face lit up. “Of course”
his eyes quickly darken and his lips twitched dangerously. “I want
much more of you...”

I was stunned, I knew exactly
what he was referring too and I wanted more of him as well. Could I
do this?

“
I did think
about it, Riley” grabbing hold of his hand. “I don't want to rush
into anything.”

He nodded. “I fully
understand... I won't wait around forever, Georgina. Maxwell no
longer wants you and I can make you happy.”

“
I know” I
smiled.

***

Maxwell

It was the weekend.

I arrived at that pricks
apartment dead on 8am with Bailey. Georgina had assured me she was
staying in a hotel. I thought of my son being around another man
made me very angry. It was bad enough trying to explain where Mummy
was, let alone him witnessing another man kissing her.

I knocked on the apartment door
and within a few seconds she opened. Her hair was wet and she smelt
fresh from a shower. She looked even more desirable in sweats. She
instantly scooped down and grabbed Bailey to hug him. Her face was
lit up as if she had won the ultimate prize. She slowly stood up
and looked at me.

“
You’re
definitely staying in a hotel?” I asked, holding out Bailey's
overnight bag.

“
Yes.” She
snatched the bag out of my grip. “I’ve already told you that a
million times.”

“
Good” I
placed a kiss on Bailey's head. “Jay will be collecting Bailey
tomorrow at six-thirty. I'll call to make sure your
okay.”

She pulled Bailey next to her
and glared at me. “He is my son, Maxwell. I think I know how to
look after him!”

“
Good!” I
walked away and heard the door click shut behind me. I had the urge
to cry and ran out of that building and into the car.