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  Accidentally Love Her

  Lauren Wood

  Contents

  Prologue

  1. Jeanine

  2. Craig

  3. Jeanine

  4. Craig

  5. Jeanine

  6. Craig

  7. Jeanine

  8. Craig

  9. Jeanine

  10. Craig

  11. Jeanine

  12. Craig

  13. Jeanine

  14. Craig

  15. Jeanine

  16. Craig

  17. Jeanine

  18. Craig

  19. Jeanine

  20. Craig

  21. Jeanine

  22. Craig

  23. Jeanine

  24. Craig

  25. Jeanine

  26. Craig

  27. Jeanine

  28. Craig

  29. Jeanine

  30. Craig

  31. Craig

  ONE LAST CHANCE (SAMPLE)

  A Note From The Author

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  Copyright

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  Prologue

  Craig

  “Let me see some more.”

  “Craig, you are being naughty. I thought we had decided to be good tonight?”

  “I am being good. You are the one wearing that damnable skirt. How am I supposed to ignore it? I just want you to lift it up a little bit. It is so long.”

  “That was the point. I wanted to keep it clean.”

  I chuckled at her and waited for what was inevitable. As long as I’d been talking to Jeanine, it was clear to me that she was going to do everything that I wanted her to. She was eager to please and at the moment, I wanted to be pleased. Jeanine was America, but that didn’t mean that she wasn’t going to be a good wife for me. We didn’t talk about that yet. She wasn’t ready, but I could hook her with intrigue and need.

  “A little naughtiness isn’t going to hurt Jeanine. I want to see all of you.”

  “I thought you wanted some mystery for when we meet?”

  “I do, but I can’t wait anymore.”

  She looked unsure, but I knew that it was just a front. I knew that Jeanine would give me what I wanted and after a moment, she stood up and let me see the skirt all the way.

  “Now lift it up a little more Jeanine. Let me see those lovely legs of yours.”

  Jeanine pulled it up a little more so that I could see her calves.

  “More.”

  The skirt went up a little more, showing me much of her thighs. They were long and creamy, a beautiful white color that turned me on to no end. It wasn’t enough though.

  “I want to see what sort of panties you have on.”

  That made her sit down and I felt a bit of sadness go over me. She was still fighting me. I knew that I was going to have to treat Jeanine a little differently. She didn't listen like the women in my culture did. She wanted to have a voice, and it was clear from the way she was disobeying now, that I had a lot more work to do.

  “Well if you don't want to show me, I guess you don't have to. I don't want you to do anything that you don't want to do Jeanine.”

  “I know, you want me, to want to do it. You are just throwing me off tonight, I thought we had agreed that we were going to start being good. I've been trying so hard to, and now you are reminding me of everything that I shouldn’t be thinking about.”

  I had to admit that was pretty damn good answer. It was not what I wanted, but it was also an opportunity in my eyes.

  “I can't stop thinking about you, so there is no way that I can stop thinking about us. I know that it's only going to be a couple of months, but a couple of days seems like forever. I just wanted something to keep me going for a little while, and you are the only one that can do it.”

  “Oh Craig. You know that I feel the same way as you do. I think about you every day and all night. I can't sleep half the time and when I do, I'm thinking about you and what we're going to do together when I get there. You are not the only one that has it on their mind. It is all I can think about Craig, you should know that. I can't wait to see you.”

  “That is why I asked for a little sample. Just something to get the edge off, so that I can get through the next couple of months. It just feels like such a long time away, and you know that I have an appetite.”

  I wasn't telling her that it wasn't going to be enough if she didn’t do it, but I alluded that it might be. I was hoping that it would be enough for her to change her mind. That it would get her mind thinking about it. I was being scandalous at the moment, but I had my fingers crossed that it would work.

  “I know you have an appetite Craig, and I want to feed it.”

  That was all that I had to hear, and it wasn't long before she was standing back up so that I could see her skirt again. She lifted the fabric slowly, giving me a little bit of a show, more than I thought she would do. Jeanine was going beyond all expectations, day in and day out. It was an understatement to say that I was waiting patiently for her to get here. The things that I was going to do to her...

  Jeanine stopped when she got to the top of her thighs, the place that I hadn't seen before. Her cheeks were getting that brilliant scarlet color that I loved so much.

  “I can’t Craig, I’m, sorry. This doesn’t feel right. We need more time to get to know each other. I will be there soon.”

  I growled at her and she sat back down. Picking up the phone, I could see that Jeanine was rattled. I wanted to push her further, see everything, but I knew as well, that I was only going to wind myself up. I had pushed enough for the night.

  “You’re right Jeanine. You are right to keep me in line.”

  “Yeah right, Craig. We both know who is in charge here.”

  I chuckled, but it wasn’t true enough. If I had my way, Jeanine would quit her job and be here tomorrow. She was still too independent and I wanted her mine in all ways. I wasn’t going to be able to force it and push to get my way. Not with Jeanine. With Jeanine, she was going to have to want to give it all up.

  She wasn’t quite there yet, but almost. It wouldn’t be long now.

  1

  Jeanine

  I managed to order another drink. I just tipped my glass up at the bartender and another one appeared that I paid for. I took a sip of it, that quickly turned into a couple of gulps. I didn’t taste very good, so I was drinking it fast to get it down. I hated to wait, especially when so much was on the line.

  I was nervously sitting at a small table in a bar with a name that I couldn’t pronounce. I was waiting for Craig to get here. It was one of those moments that I knew was going to change my life, I just don't know how yet. That was a lot to put on one meeti
ng, but everything with Craig had led to this moment.

  Craig and I met when I was in a bad place. He had been a light, at the end of the tunnel and now I was finally going towards that light. It was unnerving at best and I couldn’t steady my nerves.

  Our relationship started out with us talking through my job. I sold pharmaceuticals and he was a doctor that wanted to know a little bit more about one of the new medications that my company was offering. It was my call and the first thing I noticed was this gravelly voice.

  It was strange how quickly we we're talking about more than just prescription drugs. After a few times, talking on the phone, he asked me if he could call me outside of work. It had been a strange request, certainly something that I hadn't gotten before, but for some reason I told him yes. To this day, I really don't know why I did it, but I knew that there had to be a reason.

  I was hoping that me being here, thousands of miles away from home, waiting for a voice and little picture on a phone, was the reason that we’d met. It was something that I couldn’t imagine doing, but I was here, in this tiny little bar, surrounded by people that I couldn’t even understand because I didn’t speak their language.

  This place was not at all like I was used to and I found myself getting more and more nervous of how this was all going to pan out. I was excited to be here of course, but there was something else that made me more nervous than anything else. I was here to meet Craig for the first time and I was scared to death. It wasn’t the environment that scared me, but the what-ifs of a meeting that was anticipated more than anything else I can remember in my life. The environment was a distraction, more than anything else. The discomfort made me more aware of everything. My eyes kept cutting to the door when I heard it creak open, hoping it was Craig.

  I felt like everyone was looking at me because I stuck out like a sore thumb. Not having dark hair, dark skin and dark eyes like everyone else around me, didn’t help. My hair was blonde, and my eyes were bright blue. It was easy to tell that I didn't belong here, or at least that's how it felt to me at the moment. Where the heck was Craig? He needed to get here.

  When I heard my name being spoken, my heart melted a little bit. It was Craig. I could tell just by the voice. It was the voice of his, the raspy, deep nature of it effecting me to my core. He was finally here.

  I turned around and saw the man that I'd been talking to on the internet for months. He was taller and more muscular than I thought he was. I never got to really judge how big he was from the phone. But now I could see that he was a hulk of a man and the same wry smile was on his lips. I can’t believe he was here. I was stunned into silence, not sure how to react in this moment.

  When we first started talking, I knew that it was going to be different to be in a long-term relationship with someone who was so different in culture than I was. But after months of talking, we had finally decided to meet. I was thankful then that he was exactly how he looked in his picture and our face chats. It made me hope that what he had said was true as well. Could he really be real? I’d thought, more than once, that Craig was too good to be true.

  I stood up and gave him a kiss on the cheek. That wasn't enough for Craig though and he pulled me into his arms; his dark, strong arms and kissed me on my lips. It was what we had both been waiting for, and I have to say that it was better than I expected.

  His tongue pressed between my lips and started to dance with my own. My senses were assaulted by his taste and smell that surrounded me. He was taking over all of me and I was gasping for breath as when he finally pulled away.

  It took me a minute to right myself. I was feeling a bit dizzy from the way he’d held me and kissed me like he had been doing it a lifetime. I had to steady myself against the small metal table, before my legs gave way.

  “You came.”

  “Of course, I did Craig. I have been wanting to meet you for a long time. You are just like I imagined you would be. This is kind of surreal to see you here, standing in front of me.”

  My voice was a little shaky because I was still damaged by his kiss. There was a lot that we had talked about, and a lot of it had been sexual, and now I knew the truth. The truth was that we had a chemistry between us that was hard to deny. We had talked on the phone, did some face chatting, but this was something altogether different. Now I could feel his hard body against mine, and the way his soft lips pressed against mine was more than I had expected. How could we have such a chemistry when we had just met?

  “Why don't we get out of here Jeanine? I have somewhere that I'd like to show you.”

  From the look in his eyes, it wasn't hard to see what it was that he wanted. He wanted what we had talked about so many times before, when both of us were horny in the middle of the night. Now that the day was here, and he was in front of me, it was hard not to be a little nervous.

  “Don't you want to stay here for a little while? We can have a drink or something.”

  “I think you have had enough to drink, and I am ready for something more Jeanine, aren't you?”

  I said that I was, but at the same time, my body was shaking, and I sat back down in my chair before I fell over. I was sure I would. There wasn't a lot for me to do at the moment, but to look at the man in front of me and wonder what was going to happen next. It was rather clear what he wanted.

  He sat down next to me because he didn't really have a choice. There wasn't a lot left of the drink in front of me, but he was right when he said that I’d had enough. I felt good, a little too good, but I was trying to chase away the nerves that rocked my body and my mind. I had played over what could go wrong too many times.

  “I see that you are wearing your dress I like so much. You know that I like that skirt very much.”

  I was a little shocked at his forwardness, but I shouldn't have been. This is how he had always been, and it was a lot harder to deal with in person. I could feel his eyes on me and I knew that he was going to make me be naughty. As he pulled his chair closer to me, making a noise at the legs scraping across the floor, I knew that I was in trouble.

  Craig's hands went under the table and I slapped it back. This was not going to end well if I let him have his way. I remembered one conversation in particular that I didn’t want to live and it was one that made me weak to even think about it. I had to get off of that track while we were here in public.

  When his fingers ran across my skin, I could feel goosebumps running over me. It had been so long since I'd been touched and paired with the words that we had said to each other on the phone, the plans that we had made, it was hard not to be affected. The only problem was that we were surrounded by people and he was going to be the death of me.

  “You have to stop Craig, someone is going to see what we're doing. They are going to hear me.”

  He frowned at me and told me that I wasn’t being any fun. I was still trying to get over the kiss and the immediate response of my body. This was not how I wanted this to go. I thought I would have more time, more romance. He was driving me crazy on purpose. I was sure of it.

  “You are only prolonging the inevitable. You know that right?”

  I agreed, but at the same time, I was still getting over the fact that he was right here in front of me. How long had we both waited for this moment?

  2

  Craig

  She was everything that I had hoped for and more. I knew that she was going to be exactly what I was looking for, I thought that way since the first time we had talked on the phone. When I saw her picture and what she looked like, I was hooked. The pictures and face chats hadn’t done her justice though, there was something missing that only came out in person.

  I also liked how submissive she was, but now I could see that she had limits. She had become a lot more submissive when we were talking on the phone and what I had in store for her now, was going to seal the deal. It was a poorly laid plan, but one that I was going to stick to. I was going to take her to church. Not the first thing that I wanted to do with her, bu
t I wanted to get it out of the way.

  Taking my time with the beer, we talked for a few minutes. I wanted this moment to last a little bit longer, because I was so damn turned on and I needed to get it together before we left. It was anticipation that I had been waiting for, this moment was wanted for so long. While I hadn't been able to wait fully, I knew that once she was here, she was all I was ever going to need.

  “Are you ready to go?”

  “Are you that impatient?”

  Jeanine agreed that she was, with no compunction of saying it out loud. It was part of the many things that I loved about her most, her honesty. I don't think she could really lie to me even if she wanted to. She had tried to omit a couple of things from me on the phone a few times, but it had always came out. She just couldn’t hold it in.

  It of course, wasn't the same for me, but at the end of the day, I knew that soon enough it wouldn't matter. Sooner than later, she was going to be all mine. I may have to lie a little bit and leave a few things out, but the end result was still going to be the same. She was going to be in my arms, in my house and in my bed, for the rest of our days together. It didn't get much better than that.

  “No, I just want to get back to your place. So, whatever it is that you want to do, let's hurry up and do it so that we can. We have both been waiting a long time Craig, and I want to feel your hands on me. You know that I’ve been thinking about it for some time. I can’t help it.”