Unchained Hearts (Baxter Family Saga) (4 page)

“Your body is so...hard.”

Cass chuckled. “You keep gripping me like that and it’s going to get a lot harder.”

In her sweetest voice she said, “You mean, like this?” And with that she clenched the muscles of her vagina and Cass inhaled sharply. 

“Oh, woman, you are bold, sexy, smart, and beautiful…my Lila. Just to hear you say my name makes me want to cum.”

She did it again and Cass muttered a curse.

“Jesus! You are asking for it.”

“You catch on quickly, Mr. Baxter.”

With that, his hips started moving slowly. He closed his eyes and let every inch of his dick savor her. She was so deliciously tight. He opened his eyes and looked at her. Her long legs were wrapped tightly around his hips. Virgilia’s dark pubic hair was a beautiful contrast against his dark blond. Her stomach was soft and plump as he bent over to kiss her smooth skin. Breasts, deliciously abundant with proud dark nipples ripe for picking, tempted him beyond bearing. Her neck, her full lips…she was a feast to behold and he felt so humbled by their lovemaking. 

How did he get so lucky to find her when he wasn’t even looking?

She reached up and touched his face.

“I’m so lucky I found you,” he said against her neck. “Say you’re mine, Lila. I need to hear it.”

“Cass, I’m yours.”

That admission invigorated his thrusts and caused her hips to reach for more of him.
 
Virgilia said it again and sealed it with a kiss.

“Now, enjoy the ride, my love.” He sat back and held both of her hips, feeling how deep he truly was. “I suggest you hold on to something,” he said gruffly. 

The minute she complied, Virgilia relished a delicious shock through her body. The friction of Cass’ thrusts set off another erogenous bomb. 

Cass just let his body go and enjoyed the ride himself, his thrusts becoming more frenzied. His hips slammed against her vagina over and over until his body shook. Cass gave a primal grunt, feeling his cum explode. 

Virgilia enjoyed the stream of heat melt inside her as she lay there spent and happy. Cass’ body was slick with sweat as they smiled at each other. He lay beside her on the couch, cradling her body to his, both soon falling asleep.

***

Virgilia woke up to a grumbling noise coming from her stomach. Not long after, she heard another one coming from behind her. She fumbled in the dark for the clock on the side table. It was almost eight in the evening. Her body was spent, but energized. She smiled down at her sleeping Cass. She gave him a gentle kiss and walked to her bedroom. Donning an oversized shirt, she went to the kitchen. After the lovemaking session they’d had, she craved something to feed body and soul. 

She got out some bacon, eggs, flour, milk, seasoning spices and proceeded to prepare a feast. Virgilia loved to cook and rarely went out. She’d watched her mother as a child and how she would experiment with recipes she found in magazines until she got them just right.

Her father had abruptly moved out a year ago, figuring he’d done his duty and needed to live his own life. The house had always belonged to her mother and when she turned eighteen, it legally became hers, along with a small inheritance, which she’d barely touched. Her mother had vision and knew that owning a house meant a lot more than a piece of paper. It meant she had something to pass along. She scrimped, saved, did without and paid the house off quicker than anticipated, much to the bank’s shock. She never liked being beholden and taught her little girl that same lesson. 

She heard Cass stir and call for her. “I’m in the kitchen,” Virgilia yelled.

He walked into the kitchen gorgeously stark naked and she giggled. Her Cass had the body of a god and she looked forward to worshiping it as often as he wanted her. The thought of what they had together possibly being finite was a bit too real for her. She turned away quickly and attended to the stove. As if reading her uncertainty, he came up behind her and gently lifted her shirt, caressing her bare stomach.

“Something smells good,” he mumbled, pressing himself against her back. He had one hand between her legs, playing with her thick hair and labia lips, and the other caressing her stomach. 

“After what you did to me, I got hungry.”

Cass laughed. “Oh, really? And what did
I
do to
you
?”

“You made me feel—” She stopped. What she was about to say would change everything and she became unsure.

“Don’t,” he said. “Don’t hide from me, Lila. I want to know. Please.”

“Wanted,” she said in a small voice, feeling tears burn at the back of her eyes.

“You are. So very wanted and needed by me.”

Virgilia could feel his dick press against her bottom and she smiled and moaned.

She turned off the stove, turned in his arms and gave him a long, deep kiss.

“I think we’d better eat something and get our strength back,” Cass growled.

“We’re definitely going to need it,” Virgilia agreed.

“Whatever you’re cooking really looks good. Let me go put on my shorts and I’ll be back.” He got dressed and went into the back. Finding what he was sure was her bedroom, he dropped his clothes in a chair and returned to the kitchen.

She moved everything onto the little table and they sat. They ate in silence, practically inhaling the food. 

“I had no idea how hungry I was. My God, this is amazing, Lila. The waffles are perfect, this egg, bacon, potato concoction is one of the best things I’ve ever tasted.”

“Thanks. My mother always wanted to open a restaurant. She talked a lot about that before she died.”

He swallowed and looked at her. “What happened?”

Virgilia put down her fork. “She was coming home one day when she started coughing. She said she couldn’t breathe and they took her to the hospital. A blood clot found its way to her lungs and she died suddenly. I was eight.”

“Oh, baby, I’m sorry. I can only imagine what it was like. I know you told me your dad took care of you.”

She chuckled. “I think 
care
is a relative term. He was an adult presence when I needed it. I figured out a long time ago I was on my own and if I wanted something, I was going to have to earn it. He did what he thought he needed to do and about a year ago, he just left.”

“Just like that? What about the house, the mortgage? You’re going to school and paying for all of that must be tough.”

“My mother already paid for the house. I don’t know how she did it, but this house was fully hers and now it’s mine.”

Cass beamed with pride. His darling Lila...she was amazing. She was smart, tough, but so soft and soulful. His father came from humble beginnings himself and had grown his company slowly. He’d taught Cass the value of a dollar and hard work in a time when people were living for the moment. He always told Cass that life was a marathon, not a sprint and that you had to be in it for the long haul. Julian Baxter was a smart man who made sure his kids earned what they had.

“So, you said you were going to show me your drawings.” 

“You remembered.”

He held her hand up to his lips and kissed her knuckles. “I told you I want to know everything about you, Lila, and I meant it.”

She gave him a quick kiss and headed for her room to get her drawing book. Cass continued to savor every bite of his food, piling his plate with more right before she came out.

She sat down and opened her portfolio to him. He slowly turned the pages and gave a low whistle.

“These are excellent. I’ve seen some of the work from guys who designed my father’s business buildings and these renderings are right up there with theirs.” He kept turning and found one of a house. It was two stories with a specially slanted roof and an opening for sunlight.

“This one is my favorite,” Virgilia said “That’s my new house. I wanted it to be big, but not like a manor. It’s got to have warmth and character and the sun roof would be more like a pyramid which lets the light it from all sides...”

He listened to her as she spoke about this house with such excitement and hope. He made up his mind to help her dreams come true. He didn’t know when, but his Lila would have the house of her dreams built to her specifications.

***

They ate and talked more about her dreams of being an architect. Cass envied her choices. While he loved his father’s business, he was always left with the fact that he really didn’t know how to do much else. He was over halfway through his chemistry degree and was minoring in business, but even as a child, he didn’t realize he could do something else. 

When it became apparent that Grayson would be nothing more than a spendthrift, he felt like it was up to him to take over Baxter Chemicals, even though his father never pushed or pressured. His mother didn’t really care about him, as she was always focused on putting out Grayson’s fires and blatantly ignoring Quinn. 

Cass loved his little sister, but worried about how she would grow up, essentially without her mother.

When he’d found out Quinn had taken a liking to Virgilia, he was a little more at ease. At least someone was paying attention to her when he wasn’t there. Virgilia yawned and rubbed her eyes. 

“Sorry,” she said. “I have class tomorrow morning at nine.”

“Okay, so we’ll set the alarm for seven and I’ll drive you to school.”

She sat there looking at him. 

“What?” he asked.

“Are you sure you want people to see us...?”

He leaned in. “I’m not hiding you. You’re mine and I don’t care who knows it.” With that, he gave her a kiss. “And to show you, we’re going to dinner like we should have done tonight. You know, before you seduced me and had your way with me.”

“That’s not how my body remembers it.”

“Shh,” Cass said, putting his finger on her lips. “We’ll pick this up in the morning. You go ahead; I’ll clean up and join you soon.”

Before she could protest, he grabbed the plates and headed for the sink. As he worked to find his way around, Virgilia looked at him, smiled and went to bed.

Cass cleaned the table and made quick work of the dishes. He then sat down and looked at her drawings again. On a whim, he grabbed one of the building ones and folded it. Looking at her designs one more time, he marveled at them. She was a talent, no doubt, and she deserved a chance.

He turned off the lights and went to the bedroom. His beautiful Lila was passed out on the bed, naked and half covered. Cass put the paper in his pants pocket and groaned internally. He wanted to make love to her one more time, but had to fight the urge because he knew she’d had a long day. Removing his shorts, he climbed into bed next to her. Just touching her made his dick harden.

“Down, boy,” he whispered as it reluctantly, slowly became flaccid again, allowing him to drift to sleep. He dreamed of Lila and laughter and children and found himself awake with a smile on his face a little after six-thirty. Cass couldn’t remember the last time he’d slept so peacefully. Actually, he hadn’t ever slept so soundly in his life. He turned and looked at Lila. Two days ago he didn’t even know she existed. He’d had girlfriends and dalliances, but this, this hit him hard. He’d heard people talk about love at first sight and thought it was nothing more than wishful thinking or even make believe. He held no illusions about love, especially when it came to his parents. When he chose to be honest, he had to admit that his father merely tolerated his mother. She, in turn, used his connections and influence to her own ends, whatever those were. How or why this happened he had no idea, but there are some people who value society and status more than anything. She would slip away a few days a week and he was convinced she had a lover somewhere. Every time Cass saw them together, he knew they would be better apart. He loved them both but knew they grew up in a different time, where people stayed together no matter what. He never thought about it, but had made up his mind that he just wasn’t interested in the trappings of marriage. That was until he met Virgilia Avery. He couldn’t have seen it coming or predicted how it would feel, but he wanted it. He wanted her no matter what society did, thought, or cared. 

He heard her moan in her sleep and decided he’d fought his self-control long enough. He gently moved the sheet down and kissed her naked buttocks. That elicited more moans. Then he let his fingers caress her vagina as his kisses moved up her back. Her breathing quickened as she instinctively opened her legs to allow him entry. Her hips moved as he teased her clitoris.

“I need you,” he whispered in her ear.

“Yes,” she said. 

He slid down her body, kissing her waist, then her hips, making his way to her mound. At first he was gentle, nuzzling her and teasing her with soft kisses. Then his kisses became deeper. Virgilia’s eyes flew open as she gasped. Cass had to hold on to his bucking beauty; he had no intention of stopping his sensuous wake-up call. He sucked on her clitoris and drove his tongue deep into her channel. Virgilia’s moans turned to screams as he intensified his efforts and her body shook. She lay on the bed, trying to catch her breath and looked up to see Cass’ hand furiously rubbing his dick. Her moans and screams had sent him straight into orgasm. Throwing his head back, he cried out and came all over her stomach.

“Good morning,” he said, huffing gently as he leaned down to give her a kiss. He got up, made his way to the bathroom and came back with a damp towel. He gently wiped his cum from her stomach and gave her another quick kiss. She stared at him. She never knew men like this existed. In the past two days she’d experienced more love, been more cherished than she dared dream possible. Part of her was waiting for the other shoe to drop, but she had a feeling that it wouldn’t; not now. He gently lifted her from the bed and into his arms.