Page 48 of Silver Spoon Falls, Vol. I

THIRTY-THREE

ZANE

I spend the rest of the week working hard on her case.

Jack is busy digging up evidence against Jimmy Gatlin, and I’m hoping to use it to get criminal charges filed against the bastard before we have our first hearing on the civil suit.

When Jude and I discuss the case, I let my boss in on my relationship with Autumn.

I don’t fucking plan to hide what’s happening between us, which leaves me with a big problem.

I shouldn’t represent my significant other.

Since I don’t want to give the fucking asshole suing her any ammunition, we decide to list Jude as the attorney of record on her case.

He’ll handle everything in public while I run the show behind the scenes.

It kills me to let my boss take charge and arrange for a protective order against the fucker, but I force myself to step back and trust my friend in this matter.

We’re halfway between Silver Spoon Falls and Houston when we hit heavy traffic. “I’m so excited for our getaway.” Autumn glances over at me and yawns. “I’ve been working overtime to get the time off.”

“According to the map, this traffic lasts all the way to the hotel.” I pat her thigh and suggest, “Why don’t you lay your head back and rest?”

“Are you sure you don’t mind?” she asks.

“I want you well-rested for what I have planned.” I wiggle my eyebrows.

“You don’t have to ask me twice.” Autumn lays her seat back and settles in. Within minutes, her soft, adorable snores fill the SUV and my heart. Fuck. I’m so out of my mind for this girl.

I watch my brave little rebel nibble on her plump bottom lip while glancing around the hotel suite.

“You can choose either bedroom,” I tell Autumn, hoping she doesn’t turn tail and run.

Autumn’s been quiet since we left Silver Spoon Falls, and I’m starting to worry she is regretting her decision to come away with me. “And I’ll take the other one.”

Autumn squares her shoulders before turning to me. “What if I want to share with you?” I blink several times, wondering if I heard her correctly.

“I’d know I’m the luckiest motherfucker in the world.

” I wrap my arms around her sweet body and pull her close.

My cock turns rock-hard as her soft curves melt against me.

“But I don’t want to rush you. There’s no way I’d survive losing you.

” My little rebel is vital to my survival. “You’re worth the wait.”

“I’m done being cautious.” She wraps her soft hands around my face and pulls me down for her kiss.

My mind shuts down when her sweet tongue explores my mouth.

A growl rumbles up my throat as I lift her against my body.

I attempt to lift my head, but Autumn digs her fingers into the back of my scalp and groans against my lips, “Don’t you dare stop.

I’d have to kick your rear-end.” Her brave, sassy words shatter my resistance.

I dig my fingers into her perfect ass, memorizing the feel of it. “My brave little rebel.”

She screeches my name when I smack one of her luscious ass cheeks. “Hey,” Autumn grumbles. “What was that for?”

“General principle.” I smile against her lips.

“What does that even mean?” She appears more curious than upset.

“It means I love your fucking luscious ass, and I plan to spend a good part of my life enjoying it.” No use beating around the bush. My little rebel needs to know what I’m planning.

I carry her into the first bedroom and kick the door closed. “Last chance to slow things down.”

“I want you to speed things up.” Autumn runs her hands up and down my back, leaving goosebumps in the wake of her touch. When she pinches my ass, I nearly come in my pants.

“You’re playing with fire, little rebel.” I stare down into her expressive eyes.

“I’d rather be playing with something hotter.” My sassy girl reaches between our bodies and wraps her hand around my cock. A shiver runs through me as she gives my erection a hard squeeze. “Like this.”

“Fuck. Play away.” I plan to do some playing of my own.

I set Autumn on her feet and nibble on her bottom lip as she melts against my body. Her soft touch isn’t nearly enough for my hungry cock, and I reach between us and wrap my hand around hers. “Harder,” I groan.

She’s a fucking fast learner, and my knees nearly buckle as her touch grows bolder.

When my brave little rebel unzips my pants and reaches inside, things reach a boiling point.

“Your touch is driving me wild.” I pull her long-sleeved shirt over her head and toss it off to the side.

“God, you’re fucking stunning,” I tell her as I run my finger along the lacy edge of her bra.

After unhooking the front snap, I drag her silky bra down her arms and toss it somewhere near her shirt. As I run my thumb over one rosy nipple, Autumn’s touch falters. Leaning over, I close my lips around the tight bud and suck.

She shivers against me as her hands dig into the back of my head, pulling me closer.

I give her a little push and watch her luscious body fall across the bed.

Stepping back, I rip away my clothes while her hot chocolate eyes move down my body, stopping at my extremely erect cock.

My shaft grows impossibly harder under gaze, and I have to stare at the ceiling and count to ten in order to stave off the orgasm fighting to burst free.

I place one hand next to her hips on the bed and reach to drag her skirt down her curvy legs.

Stepping back, I almost swallow my tongue as I stare at her sensuous curves.

Autumn takes a deep breath and slowly blows it out.

“Is now the right time to tell you that I’m new at all this?

” Then she points at my painfully hard cock.

“And that is definitely not a beginner’s model. ”

My little rebel has no idea how happy her declaration makes me. “You have no idea how happy you’ve made me,” I tell her and step back to wrap my hand around my cock. She bites her bottom lip as her eyes follow my movements. “And this model was made for you and you alone.”

“Good to know.” Autumn crooks her finger at me. “Now, come over here and let me test drive it.”

My mind shuts down at the hunger shining from her gaze.

“Fucking hell, you’re going to keep me on my toes.

” I drop to my knees on the edge of the bed and reach for her curvy hips.

“Hold on for a wild ride.” After spreading her silky legs, I place a kiss inside her soft knee and then nibble my way up the inside of her sweet thigh.

I swipe my tongue across her clit while circling a finger inside her wet opening. Her inner muscles clench around my finger as I press a little deeper. Autumn’s legs tremble around me, and she gasps, “Oh my.”

“Oh my is right.” I smile against her sweet clit before closing my teeth over the hard bud while sliding my finger deeper into her juicy cunt. Her silky walls fight my intrusion at first but slowly begin to relax as I work her up.

Autumn’s legs snap closed around my head as she whimpers my name. “Please.”

She’s hurting just as badly as I am. My cock steadily drips cum onto the floor while I work at blowing my little rebel’s mind.

When she screams my name, her inner walls clench around my finger seconds before wetness runs down her ass crack.

After pulling us to the top of the bed, I lean over to place a soft kiss on her nose.

“Wow,” she breathes out.

“That’s an understatement.” I kiss her lips as my cock throbs hungrily against her soft skin.

“You’re too fucking sweet,” I groan and nip at the side of her neck as all the blood in my body rushes straight for my cock. “I want to eat you up.”

“Well, it’s a good thing I’m on the menu.” Autumn is too goddamn sweet and sassy. I’m not sure what I did to deserve her, but I’m one lucky motherfucker.

“Hell yes.” I line my hungry cock up with her wet opening and press forward, stretching her tight pussy as I thrust deep. I see stars. Literally. I start running Supreme Court decisions through my mind, trying to bring myself under control before I come too soon and embarrass myself.

Her silky walls relax their death grip on my cock, and I’m able thrust faster. Each time I push deep, Autumn gives a cute little whimper. “Are you okay?” I nibble on her earlobe.

“Much better than okay.” Her sharp nails dig into my shoulders. “You better not stop.”

“I couldn’t stop if I wanted to.” My fierce little rebel takes everything I have to give.

Way the fuck before I’m ready for this to end, I feel tingling at the base of my spine and know I won’t be able to hold off my orgasm any longer.

I rub hard circles on her sensitive little clit, and within seconds, her silky walls contract around my shaft as she bites down on my shoulder.

Hard. Her sharp teeth dig into my skin, dragging an explosive orgasm from me.

“You’re mine,” I admit before catching her gasp in my mouth as I cover her lips with mine. Her inner muscles continue fluttering around my dick, and I can’t bear to separate our bodies. Carefully, I roll us over still connected.

Autumn places her chin on my chest and stares into my eyes. “It goes both ways,” she huffs out. “You’re mine, too.”

“I’m glad we got that settled.” I snuggle her soft body close and stare at the ceiling as her breathing evens out.

It took everything in me not to blurt out how much I love her, but a little voice in the back of my mind kept shouting that she isn’t ready.

Holding back the words is getting harder each moment I spend with her.

“Where are we going?” Autumn glances over at me and asks for the millionth time since we left the hotel an hour ago.

I reach for her soft hand and bring it to my lips.

“You’ll see.” All the research I’ve been doing has taught me one thing about my girl; she isn’t impressed by wealth.

At all. Knowing I’m out of my depth, and wanting to make this weekend perfect, I tucked my tail between my legs and asked the three stooges for help.

After all, they know the area much better than I do.

Playboy made me work for his assistance but ended up giving me several ideas that would interest his sister. I finally decided to take her to a local art festival that features upcoming artists from the area.

“I want to know now.” My little rebel is deficient in patience.

“You’ll know soon enough.” Honestly, I planned to tell her before now, but I’m having too much fun messing with her.

Her eyes light up when I pull up and park on a one-way street behind the park. “Is there a festival this weekend?” She rubs her hands together and fidgets in her seat.

“The art fair.” I cave in. What can I say? My girl has me wrapped around her little finger.

“How did you know?” I want to pound my fist into a wall when I realize my girl isn’t used to having someone pay attention to her feelings. Fuck that. I’m going to make sure she never feels like her opinion doesn’t matter. Making her happy is my most important goal from now on.

I let Autumn set the pace as we wander through the stalls.

This art show features art in all price ranges.

“That is ugly,” I grumble, staring at the painting of blood and guts in front of us.

At least, I think it’s something from an autopsy.

It’s hard to tell from all the red and flesh-colored splotches dotting the canvas.

“It isn’t.” Autumn frowns while staring at the painting a little while longer.

“I take that back.” She finally admits, “It’s god awful,” then turns her pleading eyes up to me.

“We should buy it to help the artist out.” Fuck my life.

By the time we leave at the end of the day, I'm the owner of several butt-ugly pieces of art that no one else would want. What can I say? I can’t refuse my soft-hearted little rebel.

After loading all of our purchases into the back of my SUV, I help Autumn into the vehicle and notice her wince. My heart squeezes in my chest at the thought of her hurting. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m a little stiff from our workout last night.” She leans over and kisses my cheek as I hook her seatbelt. “I don’t think we’ll be able to have a repeat performance until I have a few days to recover.”

“I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you,” I reassure her before rushing around and hopping into the driver’s seat. “We can find other ways to occupy ourselves until you’re back to fighting form.”

“I like the way you think,” Autumn tells me. Throughout the day, I’ve felt the air changing between us, and I’m optimistically hopeful that my girl is learning to trust me. Once I have her full trust, I plan to work on earning her love.

That night, we watch movies in our hotel suite while I give my little rebel a back rub. “Oh, boy.” She sighs as I knead the tight muscles in her lower back. “That feels so good.” I ignore my rock-hard cock and concentrate on my girl.

By the time we call it a night, I’m ready to drive nails into a board with my cock, but I ignore the fucker and pull her soft body against my side. “Goodnight, Trouble.” I’m unable to stop myself from teasing her.

“Goodnight, honey bunny.” She snuggles close.

“Honey bunny?” I lift my head and frown.

“I can’t call you caveman anymore.” She shrugs. “You’re too freaking sweet.”

My plan to win her heart is working, but I’m not sure about the nickname. “As long as it stays our little secret.” I laugh. God. The three stooges would have a field day if they knew Autumn calls me honey bunny. My street cred would be totally ruined, and I’d never hear the end of it.