Finding YOU Finding ME (You & Me Trilogy Book 2) (7 page)

            “Oh,
don’t worry about me, Sam, you’re grown now. I was practically pregnant by the
time I was your age, so whatever you do, just remember, you’re never too old or
too young to take precautions.” She looked from Collins to me and back to
Collins again. Then she got up. “I have to go pick up Nydia from ballet class.
You two have fun!”

            “Okay,
Mom,” I said walking slowly away from her and putting my hands on Collins’s
arms to edge him towards the front door. “If you have any problems with Nydia,
call me. I can always find my way to drive her, if you can’t.”

            “I’m
fine. I’m fine,” Mom said. With that, she practically pushed us out the door
and slammed the door behind us.

Chapter
9

           
C
ollins didn’t waste time driving me to the
first apartment, which was a beautiful suite in a luxury high-rise overlooking
the city that came complete with a security system and a doorman in the lobby.

            “This,
um, is completely not what I was expecting,” I said to Collins and the leasing
agent standing next to him.

            “No,
of course not,” Collins said, taking my hand and leading me around to look out
at the view, away from the eyes and ears of the agent. “It’s what I’d like to
see you in,” he said, glancing over at me.

“It’s
too much. I can’t afford to live here…”

Collins placed
his long index finger at my lips to silence me. “Before you protest too much,
Sam, hear me out. I checked out this building, its tenants, the security they
have here, and how reliable the service and maintenance was here before I even
considered this visit. This is a great apartment, with that view out there, the
size…one of the designers we work with can make this place look unbelievable.”

“I
bet the rent is unbelievable,” I said. “I can’t even make a dent on something
like this.”

Collins
pulled me in for a soft sweet kiss, cupping my face with his hands. It left me
breathless and a bit wobbly when I opened my eyes. “When you gave up going to
Stanford, when you gave up the million dollars and chose me instead, that’s
when ‘we’ began, Sam. This isn’t about you getting an apartment to move out of
your parents’ house and to live on your own as a college student, it’s about us
moving on, moving further into our relationship. It’s about us finding each
other, learning and discovering each other once again, and it’s about us being
there for each other. This, Sam, will be my apartment, too.”

I was
speechless for a while before I said, “but Gail…her rules about us living
together…”

“Oh,
I’m not going to be living here,” Collins said. “Still within Gail’s rules. I
will, however, visit very often…like a vacation home. It’s much closer to my
offices here in Newport Beach anyways.”

“So,
there isn’t another apartment to look at?” I asked.

Collins
frowned. “You mean you don’t like it?”

“I
didn’t say that,” I said. “I love it. It’s luxurious, glamorous, sexy, and
reminds me of some kind of James Bond movie in its modern design. I love the
view, too, and it seems to have a balcony that’s big enough for a pool and a
Jacuzzi. But it’s so rich, expensive, and so…”

“Baby,”
Collins pulled me to him. “Remember when we first began our liaison a while
back that I had some conditions? One of them was to have an appearance befitting
me for social events, as a companion…”

Hazily
the rules Collins had in order for us to start a relationship drafted for legal
reasons, began coming back to me, including his preferences. One of them did
mention about being presentable when accompanying Collins out to a social
function. “So me having an apartment like this is part of that?” I asked.

Collins
nodded. “Being with me will always be about this, Sam.” His icy blue eyes
stared into mine as he said, “It’s part of who I am, Sam. I’ve worked too damn
hard to get to this point where I can get a place like this for the woman I
love. If I want to set you up in a place I like, no, actually that I love
visiting and can feel like I’m coming home to, then I damn well pay for the
place, too.”

I
stood there, torn with mixed emotions. I’ve never been taken cared of like this
before, and I didn’t know how to react to it. Collins was possessive, and in a
way, that was thrilling, yet disturbing. Being so independent, though, I wasn’t
sure if I can handle Collins’ generosity.

Just
take the damn apartment already!
My playful Lola side yelled.
What’s so
wrong about letting a hot as hell man like Collins take possession over you,
dominate you, care for you, and love you?

Because
I don’t want to lose myself. I countered.

You’re
not. It’s called becoming a couple, and “us”.

For
once, my crazy inner diva Lola made sense, and I turned to tell Collins how
touch I am by him wanting this for me…wanting to set me up in a beautiful suite
and taking care of me. I opened my mouth and this came out instead. “There are
almost five bedrooms in this place. It’s so big, I don’t know how to fill it.”

He
took a breath and exhaled. “Look, Sam, if you really don’t care for the place,
that’s fine. We’ll find another one.” He gestured for the leasing agent to walk
us out.

“No,
that’s not it,” I said. “This place is fine, it’s just so much bigger than I’m
used to.”

“Oh,
but we have privacy panels and almost soundproof walls in some rooms, that you
can close down half of the house by putting up panels,” the
sophisticatedly-dressed, tall, and slim leasing agent said. She was a very
attractive woman in her early thirties, with long dark hair swept into a smooth
ponytail and emerald colored eyes. She smiled coyly at Collins. “For those
special occasions when you need extra sound proofing.” Her eyes looked
seductively up and down Collins, which made me instantly dislike her. Didn’t
she see Collins was with his girl, and he was getting this place for her? 
“Whatever your needs,” she continued on, “I will be happy to accommodate them
for you.” Her pretty eyes traveled down Collins’ body to stop right at his
crotch.

Oh
hell you won’t.
Lola shouted.

I
stepped between Collins and the leasing agent, and said, “You know what? Come
to think of it, Collins, I don’t like this particular place. I haven’t seen the
other ones yet, so let’s look at those first before settling into this one.”

The
leasing girl’s eyes narrowed, and I could swear she looked like she was growing
claws out of her fingers.

“Are
you sure?” Collins asked.

I
took Collins aside and crossed my arms. “I thought I liked it alright, but not
when that woman out there is practically trying to seduce you right in front of
me. I don’t like that one bit.”

“Oh
Baby,” Collins smiled. “I’ve never seen you get so jealous over me. I kinda
like that, but you don’t have to worry about Jodi there. She doesn’t mean
anything by it.”

“I
bet she doesn’t,” I said under my breath. “Look, Collins, can we at least look
at the other options?”

Collins
looked down and then up. “Problem is, I already bought the building…Sam, I was
so sure you’d want this place, once you see it completely furnished with a
library room, gourmet kitchen, pool room/playroom, the tape room…” Collins’
eyes began gleaming as he happily smiled wickedly at me that got my body
tingling all over with desire. “If you enjoyed the tapes you’ve seen of mine
from before, then I’m sure you would enjoy making some with me.”

My
heart dropped as a small panic began deep within me. As much as I knew I shouldn’t,
I did enjoyed watching Collins’ tapes. I loved watching them enough to have
watched them over and over again until I was sure I’ve picked up something
educational.

Collins
and his last condition of his agreement for us in order to start a relationship,
which both fascinated but terrified me…his need or his addiction to taping the
act.

I swallowed
before saying, “I don’t know if I can go there with you, Collins.”

“You enjoyed
watching it, though,” he said. “So much so that you’re intrigued by it,
fascinated, and curious enough to want to explore it.” He smiled again. “It was
sensual enough to get you to want more, wasn’t it? Hot enough to get you to
forget any hang ups you’ve ever had regarding sex or making love.” Collins’
eyes darken with desire as he leaned in to whisper in my ears. “Bet you can’t
wait to see if you can do the things in those tapes, too, to me.” His voice was
so velvety soft, so calming and seductive, I nodded my head while he held my
chin with one finger. “I’ve dreamed of doing it with you for so long, Sam, I
get a hard-on just closing my eyes.”

If
Jodi wasn’t there in the suite with us, I was sure we would have a repeat
episode of Collins ‘tongue-fucking’ me up the wall. The thought of it should
have scared me, should have paralyzed me as it would have in the past, but now,
caused by the boldness I’ve gained from the tapes, it made my entire body
clench in anticipation of the next time. “Yes, get the damn suite,” I said
hoarsely. “You’ve already bought the whole building, why not get the room for
free.”

Collins
laughed, and all it did was get me even more excited.

Chapter
10

           
A
lmost a week later, right after Graduation
dinner, I moved into a fully furnished suite, my clothes already unpacked and
hung in the closet along with some new clothes Collins had asked a personal
shopper from Neiman’s to pick out. Beautiful gowns from designers like Vivienne
Tam, Vera Wang, Chanel, and Oscar de la Renta, Suits and shoes from Prada,
Manolo Blahnik, and Jimmy Choo.

            “What
is this for?” I asked when we were alone, walking into my large bedroom with
the closet larger than my living room at my parents’ house.

            Collins
kissed me and smiled. “It’s your graduation present, Sammy.” His arms encircled
my waist, and he easily lifted me in the air, twirling me until he brought me
down to kiss me again on my lips. “I’m so proud of you, Miss Valedictorian.”

            I
smiled, relishing his warm lips on mine. “You are, are you?”

            “I
am,” growled Collins as he edged me away from the closet and to the large bed,
covered in red silk linen, “So. Very. Proud.” His crotch in his suit’s slacks
pounded near mine, with every emphasis of the words. Even fully clothed, I can
feel Collins’ warmth as he bent over me while I fell back onto the soft sheets.
“Now that you’ve graduated, let’s move onto more grown up lessons, shall we?”

            I
giggled, happy to be finished with high school, happy to finally move out of my
parents’ house. “We shall,” I answered.

            “First
rule, young lady,” Collins said sternly. “You address me as “Sir.”

            “Yes,
Sir,” I said giggling again. This was not like me at all, but I felt less
restricted, I felt free.

            “Turn
around,” Collins said.

            “Why?”
I asked.

            He
bent me over and with a swift movement, tore my skirt off. He was about to rip
off my panties when he stopped and said, “I’m saving these for later. My
favorite kind…the ones with the hearts.”

            He
tugged at it until it fell down to the ground, and he picked it up, gingerly
placing it in his slack’s pocket. Collins exhaled and said, “You have the
sexiest round ass I’ve ever seen. You are so damn beautiful.” He placed his
hands around my bottom and caressed it with his fingers. Then without warning,
I felt his fingers delve deep into me, stroking me at my most sensitive spot,
repeatedly until I was quivering. With his other hand, he reached up underneath
my silk blouse, tore my bra apart at the front clasp, and began rubbing my
erect nipples back and forth. I was writhing and moaning with pleasure, the
sensations growing stronger and stronger as his nimble fingers worked me, that
I cried, “Enter me or stop, but I can’t take this anymore…it’s so…”

“Sam
Baby honey, just let go. Let yourself go, your body’s asking you to. Just go
with what your body wants,” Collins said calmly.

“I…I…don’t
know how to,” I said, clenching my jaw and panting in between breaths. “Oh,
this is…so…” I swallowed. I was writhing in his hands, the sensations so
sensitive I couldn’t take it any longer.

“Let
go, Sam,” Collins said. “Close your eyes, savor it, and drink it all in…the
pleasurable sensation. Then…” he spanked me, “Come!” he demanded.

My
mind went blank when he spanked me, letting my body take full control, and when
it did, my entire body quaked and quivered with an immense pleasure that had me
crying out Collins’ name and grabbing at the silk bed sheets with my hands. 

A
relaxing sensation filled me when my body slowly stopped quivering, and Collins
scooped me up from the side of the bed where I was still bent over, and laid me
down in the center. He had taken off his shirt, and his slacks, revealing his
broad-shoulders, muscular arms, rippled abs, and long muscular legs, legs that
looked so powerful. I stared at his black cotton boxers and the large bulge in
front.

“Collins,”
I said, “I want to feel you, I want to make you feel good, too.”

Collins
slid down next to me and kissed my forehead. “Seeing you come like that already
made me feel good, Sam. You’re making so much progress, I’m so proud of you, Baby.”

“But,”
I reached down and reached underneath the band of his boxers to touch his hot
pulsing bulge and  began massaging it, stroking it. It was my first time, and I
didn’t know what to do, but feeling it, and touching it like this felt natural.