Four Week Fiance (Four Week Fiance #1)(55)

“TJ.” I groaned. I just wanted him to stop talking.

“Did you want the love-making to happen before or after you told me you were a virgin? Or before or after we talk about what just happened with your brother?”

“After?” I tried, grinning up at him, but he just laughed, pulled away from me and sat up. “TJ?” I pouted. “Please.”

“Please nothing,” he said and kissed my cheek. “We need to talk before we do anything.” He pulled me into his arms and kissed my forehead. “Don’t get me wrong. I want you very much, Mila, but there are some things we need to talk about first.”

“What things?” I moaned, not wanting to talk.

“Things like how you’re going to be my fiancée for the next four weeks.”

“What?” I said with a frown. “Why?”

“I’ll explain that later. It will be mutually beneficial of course.”

“Oh?” I licked my lips, wondering what was going on. “How?”

“For one, you’ll enjoy multiple orgasms every night.” He winked at me as he kissed down my body again and parted my legs. “I think you need a release before we talk.”

“But I want to make love.” I moaned as I felt the tip of his tongue on my clit.

“You’ll just have to enjoy another orgasm from my mouth for tonight.” He grinned up at me. “I’ll let you come again, and then we can talk about the arrangement I want us to make.”

“We can just talk now.” I moaned and then promptly shut up as I felt his tongue sliding inside of me to do all the things he hadn’t let his cock do.





Chapter Sixteen

Mila

August 13th, 2010

Dear Diary,

TJ got a new car. A sports car. It’s red and has a top that goes up. This morning he drove up in his car and got out and he looked like an actor. My heart almost popped out of my chest, if such a thing is possible. He looked so sexy, and when he walked into the house, he gave me a smile that went straight to my heart and my stomach. In that moment, I knew I would do anything to make TJ Walker mine. And I mean just about anything.

Mila

XOXO

The touch of TJ’s warm hands on my naked ass the next morning woke me up. I opened one lazy eye and stared at his face that was grinning down at me with an evil look.


“What’re you doing?” I yawned as I opened the other eye.

“Touching you,” he said matter-of-factly, his hand squeezing my ass-cheek again.

“I like you touching me.” I grinned at him, leaned up and kissed him. His green eyes flashed down at me in surprise. “I’m not a withering little buttercup.” I winked at him.

“I never said you were.” He deepened the kiss and held me close to him.

“You looked surprised that I kissed you.”

“I was surprised that you told me that you like me touching you,” he said, his fingers trailing up my back. “Normally you’re combative in the mornings.”

“I’m not combative.” I moved my mouth to his shoulder and bit down into his skin.

“Really?” He laughed. “You can say that with a straight face?”

“You were able to tell Cody you were my fiancé with a straight face,” I said.

“Touché.” He laughed. “So, are you ready to hear my proposition?”

“You were serious about that?” I said, feeling my toes curling as he ran his fingers between my legs. I moaned softly as he slipped a finger inside of me.

“How are you so wet already?” He groaned as he buried his face in my neck and kissed down my skin. His finger continued to move back and forth, and I groaned.

“The same reason that you’re so hard,” I muttered, feeling myself close to an orgasm already.

“I want you to pretend to be my fiancée for four weeks,” he said as he continued to touch me.

“Why?” I said, gasping for air as he slipped a second finger inside of me.

“I’m doing it for two reasons. One is to make it so Cody doesn’t kill both of us for thinking we’re just hooking up right under his nose. The second is more personal. It’s for me. You know I work for my dad, right? He’s trying to get me a seat on the board of directors, but they won’t approve me unless they think I’m a family man. Which is ironic considering who my dad is.” He sighed and looked down into my eyes, his features intense as he paused. He watched my face as my body trembled beneath him. “I like watching you come,” he said softly and his thumb started rubbing my clit as I felt myself coming.

“You’re a bad boy.” I gasped as my body buckled from the swift movement of his fingers and thumb.

“That’s not a lie,” he said and collapsed back down next to me. I watched as he moved two fingers to his mouth and started sucking.

“TJ!” I blushed as I watched him sucking my juices off of his fingers.

“What can I say?” He grinned and licked his lips. “I’m a bad boy who likes to do bad-boy things.”

“So, tell me more about this board of directors thing?” I asked him seriously, wanting to get back to the matter at hand. My face was burning from embarrassment and pleasure. I couldn’t quite believe I was here, and I didn’t want to think about it too much.