Chapter 42: Chapter Forty-two

There is nothing more pleasing than to hear and feel that someone loves you. Everyone deserves to be loved by somebody. But be aware of those who sprout those meaningful three words, for they are not always genuine and are used carelessly. I, Rachel Maxwell, have always reminded myself that it’s the actions that count, for the tongue can lie.

“You all right?”

Words couldn’t describe the stinging pain I felt in my feminine parts, so I merely nodded and rested my head against Chad’s chest. The warm water in the tub was slowly going cold but I didn’t care about it this time. All that occupied my head was spending my time with this handsome man while popping bubbles that stuck to his arm.

After a good long sleep, due to last night’s events, I woke up in pain—but it was the kind of pain that I welcomed. It was proof that I lost my virginity to Chad and I accepted it. I can’t help but feel happy since I enjoyed every bit of it last night, even did it twice…or was it four times?

“Do you want to go out today?” His hand was massaging my scalp. “We could go visit Lady Liberty, or perhaps Central Park?”

Purring, I nuzzled my face into the crook of his neck and sighed. I didn’t bother to answer since it was obvious that neither one of us wanted to go outside. Rest is what we wanted, and lots of love. Lots of it.

Just remembering it makes my face go all red!

“Do you want me to cook for you? I can prepare something.”

At Chad’s offer, I nodded and pressed a chaste kiss on his neck. This act made his goosebumps rise and I couldn’t help but feel smug about it. It’s not every day you make a man feel like this, let alone make his hairs stand.

“Yes, please. Pasta sounds good, while cupcakes seem tempting.”

“I’ll make both if you want.”

I hummed in reply, leaning back to see his face and caress his cheek. “Is your back still stinging?” When he nodded, I heaved a sigh. “I’m sorry…about it, Chad. I promise I won’t repeat it again.” He exploded into a fit of laughter while I pouted at him in confusion. What was so funny?

“Oh, baby, you don’t have to apologize for it.” He waved it off and pulled me close, “In fact… I think you’re not sorry at all. You seem proud of it.” My face went aflame and all he could do was laugh before I splashed him water.

Just as I was about to give him another round of splashing, Chad grabbed my hand and pulled me in for a hug. “Thank you, Rachel,” he whispered softly in my ear. “Thank you for letting me love you last night, and for loving me in return.”

Heart melting at his words, I returned his embrace with a huge grin on my face. “You too, Chad.” Then, without warning, his hand stroked my folds. I squeaked out in surprise before letting out another moan in pleasure. His erection pressed against my thigh.

“C-Chad, not now! I’m hungry…” And my vagina hurts really, really bad. I don’t think I can walk straight anymore! Plus, my stomach is demanding for food since we haven’t eaten breakfast yet.

“Oh, really?” Chad shot me a mischievous smirk while his dexterous fingers continued to assault my moist pussy. “Because I’m pretty sure you want to do this right now. Right here, in the bathtub.”

Damn you, Chad and your fingers!

Forgetting about food, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. Chad was slightly taken aback until he gave in to my kiss, returning it with equal fervor. His hands roamed my body, groping my behind before squeezing one of my breasts. I gasped once he started sucking on the skin of my neck that was already peppered by his hickeys. The water slushed around when I ground against his hand, moaning loudly.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Chad hissed hotly, squeezing my butt cheek. “Do you want to ride me? Want to ride my cock?”

“Oh god, yes!” I almost screamed when his finger began to fondle my clitoris, making goosebumps rise. Holding my hip, Chad took his erect penis with his free hand and brushed the tip of my wet opening, ready to enter me once more.

“Tell me, Rachel. What do you want?”

“Damn it, Chad, you know what it is.”

He smirked at my impatience, taking his time as if he was controlling it himself. “I know? Actually, I don’t. I’d be very happy if you shared it with me, though.”

“Chad!” The naughty man chuckled softly and slid his cock in. Biting my lips, I lowered myself down further and felt him stretch me once more. A moan escaped both our lips as I rode him, the feeling of having him inside me addictive. My hand gripping his shoulders to keep myself from slipping, I faced the ceiling and gasped at the sensation.

“Fuck, Rachel…”

Tempted to tease him, I began to pick up my pace and rocked him harder. He let out a throaty groan and the vein on his neck popped out when he rolled his head back in bliss.

“You liked that, huh?” I fought back my laughter when I took him deeper, his tip reaching my g-spot. This went on for a few seconds, Chad panting hard as I rode him wildly.

“Rach—shit, I’m about to come!”

But, as he was about to reach his climax, I stopped right there. This made him groan in irritation and shoot me a confused but infuriated look. “What the—why did you stop?” Enjoying his slightly pained expression, I went back to riding his cock and smiled.

“Sorry sweetie,” I panted softly with an apologetic smile on. “I just wanted to see what your reaction would be.” Once he heard this, Chad shook his head and chortled lowly, groaning afterwards.

“I have to admit, baby… You’re a bit scary.”

After a few seconds of rocking him hard, I felt the familiar toe-curling sensation and realized that I was a few seconds and thrusts before reaching that state of euphoria. Chad must have sensed this and started meeting my thrusts, balls slapping harshly against my butt while water splashed everywhere. If someone noticed that we were having sex here….

“C-Chad, I’m close…”

“Me too…shit.” His face was slightly twisted in ecstasy, breaths ragged. “Rach, baby…” This is it, we have to finish this! Without hesitation, I pounded hard against him, Chad’s groan echoing in the bathroom. His hand gripped my hips hard, lips compressed as he met my thrusts. “Baby, come first. Fucking come on my cock, Rachel.”

Releasing a long moan, my eyes rolled back as I came all over him. My juices covered his penis as he pulled out and finished the job, his penis shooting out cum. Some landed on my stomach while the rest met the soapy water. Satisfied smiles painted our faces.

Chad then stood up from the tub and decided that we would move to the shower to finish bathing this time. As much as I wanted him to take me over and over again, we still had to return to our daily lives.

When we were finished showering, Chad quickly dressed and raced to the kitchen. Much to my relief, I was still able to walk normally even after all those things we did. The house staff could only watch in awe and aid Chad by buying the ingredients he listed down. Lunch time rolled in and I was very entertained by Chad’s ‘cooking show’. The staff were practically fighting back their giggles at the handsome man who was cooking like a professional chef.

The creamy carbonara and the sweet cupcakes with blue frosting that Chad made filled my belly, leaving me with another satisfied smile on my face.

“I’m glad you liked it, Rachel.” He grinned widely, clearly happy. He’s so cute! I reached up to pinch his cheeks and dredged his face with kisses. Once I was finished, his whole face was red and this made me laugh.

“Thanks for cooking, Chad. And I just didn’t like them, I absolutely loved it.” I patted my belly and gave him a thumbs-up. “I’m very full and I’m pretty sure I’ll be craving those home-cooked meals of yours more than the meals offered by restaurants. It’s that good.”

His blue eyes went wide, as if he didn’t believe what he was hearing, until he beamed brightly at me. We sat down on the living room couch to watch television, enjoying each other’s warmth, when my eyes landed on the calendar. My sudden gasp made Chad divert his attention from the screen to me.

“What’s the matter?”

“It’s almost my birthday.” I smiled softly and pointed at the calendar. “I’m turning twenty-six next week.”

“Really? What do you want to do on that day?”

I could only shrug. “Um, usually on my birthday, Mom and Dad throw a party. Either at home, or some fancy hotel.” Chad gave me a look of disbelief, one that made me laugh. “It’s true! You can go ask Harvey or anyone that knows me. I mean, we don’t do anything besides that on my birthday since we’ll be busy the next day.”

It became silent in the room, just the television blaring advertisements as Chad continued to gaze at me. Once the silence was enough between us, Chad spoke. “Do you…want to go to a real party with me?” At his offer, I blinked in surprise.

“A real party?”

He nodded to confirm my thoughts. “I can take you there, if you want. We’ll have real entertainment and music. Nothing like the party your parents throw.”

“I don’t know, Chad… It’s tempting but I’m not sure my parents would allow me to attend such a thing, especially if they know what kind of party it is.” It’ll probably be held at some club, or another rich guy’s house where all the teenagers are. Kids. “And, aren’t we a little too old for that kind of stuff?”

“Don’t be like that, Rach! And it won’t be some kids party, it won’t be at some cheap bar and stuff. As for the guests, I know them and they are not teenagers.” That famous smirk of his returned. “Trust me on this.”

I can’t say yes or no, so there’s only one thing to reply in this kind of situation.

“All right, I’ll think about it.”

And just like that, the conversation was over and our attention returned to the television series that was too childish for our tastes. A few hours passed just flipping through the channels until we came back to the same television program. Nothing captured our attention. As usual, Chad was the first to complain. “This thing’s boring. Want to go out and eat lunch?”

“Not at some expensive restaurant, please. I’ve had enough of eating that kind of stuff.” Not only that, I’m craving for some fast-food.

Chad took out his phone and went searching for a place to eat. “Well, we can always have Chinese or some delicious Korean fried chicken.” Hearing the latter, I sat up straight and almost shoved my face in his phone. “Korean fried chicken?”

“Yeah, it says here that they serve the best and they also do delivery.” Once again, Chad gave me a look of disbelief. “Don’t tell me you haven’t eaten at least one before.” Scratching my head, I sheepishly chuckled. He shook his head. “You’re really missing out on life.”

“Hey, I am not! I can be as hip and as cool as those pop stars out there!” I crossed my arms across my chest and frowned. “But I just don’t want to be hip and cool. I’m a responsible lady.”

“Yeah… A responsible lady.”

At his sarcasm, I reached out to pinch his cheek but he dodged my hand and stood up. “Okay! Let me call the place so we can have that chicken now.” After a few seconds of ordering and another few minutes of waiting, one of the bodyguards entered with a delivery man in tow. He scanned the whole place with wide eyes before he was snapped back to reality by Chad, who was waving a hand in front of his face.

“Sorry, dude. Here’s your chicken.” The delivery man handed two plastic bags and smiled. “Nice place you got here. I wish I could live in a house like this.”

“Oh, I don’t live here, man… It’s my girlfriend’s house,” Chad said, while counting the money and handing it to the delivery guy. “And yes, it’s a nice house.”

My whole face turned red at his bold statement. The delivery man was also surprised before smiling. “Cool. Well, enjoy the chicken!”

Chad and I headed for the dining room, my stomach already growling. Once the box of chicken was open, the scent overwhelming, I found myself drooling. “Wow, these look delicious already!” The chicken was practically shining in my eyes. I grabbed one and took a bite out of it.

Where have you been all my life?

“So, is it all right?” Chad inquired, eyes looking at me expectantly as I chewed the meat. I vigorously nodded and, to prove my point, I grabbed another chicken with my free hand. “I love you, Chad!” This stunned him for a moment but I was too busy chewing to care. Once he caught sight of the second chicken I was holding, Chad took what I grabbed, which made me snarl at him.

“It’s mine! Get your own!”

“Rachel, take it easy. You might get indigestion!” I sighed and nodded, heeding his advice. This pacified him and made him smile. “Thank you, I was thinking you’d fight me over some chicken.” Now that reminded me of what occurred between him and the delivery man a few moments ago.

“Chad, why did you say that I was your girlfriend?”

If Chad was still chewing on his chicken, he would’ve choked on it, but thankfully he wasn’t. Instead, he set his chicken aside and cleared his throat. “Well, I didn’t know what to tell him…” It was silent once again. It was practically my fault but I couldn’t fight back my curiosity. Does he really want me to be his girlfriend?

“Chad, why do you want me to be your girlfriend?” I questioned softly, chicken all forgotten. “I mean, you could get any girl, and I’m not exaggerating that. Why choose a prude like me?”

“What?” He chuckled and took a hold of my free hand, squeezing it gently with his warm one. “A prude? Rachel, you’re no prude. Where did you get an idea like that?”

“Well, I’m actually one. I just stay at home, I still live with my parents and I don’t want to disappoint them. I can’t have fun.”

“Rachel, baby, a prude is a killjoy. You’re not like that.” He planted kisses on the back of my hand and smiled. “You’re a responsible woman.”

I rolled my eyes and removed my hand from his. “You’re just making fun of me, Chad.”

“No, I’m not. It’s true!” He grabbed my hand once again, his facial expression serious. “I’m not making fun of you, Rachel. Harvey needs you, your parents are counting on you, and you have a company to run. It’s no surprise that you can’t have time for yourself, I know that. Last night proves that you’re no prude, so don’t call yourself that.”

Memories of all the things we did last night entered my mind, turning my face redder than red. “I guess that makes sense…”

He sighed and patted my head. “I’m always right, Rachel.”

I gave him a deadpan expression, which made him grin. Reaching up to caress his cheek, I stared into those caring eyes of his and let out a small sigh.

There’s no denying it… I want to be his girlfriend.

“Chad, I love you.” His eyes were wide as saucers, especially at how just blurted it out. “Chad, I want to be your girlfriend.”

“A-are you serious?”

I nodded to affirm his thoughts, a smile on my face. “Yes, Chad. I am. I want to be your girlfriend and I love you. I should’ve told you this weeks ago. To be honest, it’s kind of hard not to fall for you and keep it a secret. I mean, you saved me and Harvey. In case you were wondering, I didn’t turn a blind eye to your efforts—”

His arms surrounded my waist before he lifted me up in the air. A loud scream of triumph filled the dining room. It startled all the bodyguards and the house staff, who stumbled in just to see Chad smiling widely while practically squishing me to death.

I guess you can kill a person by hugging them too hard.

“Yes! I love you very much! Thank you, Rachel Maxwell! I won’t let you down!”

A silly smile painted my lips as I leaned down to meet his lips. Tears were pooling in my eyes as I embraced the joyful man. He deserved it anyways, to be loved. He has shown it many times. “All right Chad, you can put me down now.” Once he did, I gave him another kiss.

I pulled away to see him scratch his cheek. “You know, you’re so full of surprises lately. You should’ve given me signs so I could’ve prepared something romantic! We could’ve had a candlelight dinner and the atmosphere could’ve been excellent for you to accept my love! But…”

“I blew it all to hell and bluntly said yes?”

Chad laughed quite heartily before nodding. “Yes, you blew it all to hell.” Foreheads touching, Chad whispered, “I love you.”

We could’ve spent the next few hours making love or showing each other affection. But, instead of doing so, we spent them playing The Game of Life. It was really surprising really, I don’t remember Mom or Dad buying the board game. It just caught my eye while I was waiting for Chad to finish washing the dishes. The board game was sitting under the coffee table, enjoying its comfortable place.

“So, you have children now?”

I smirked at him, enjoying how flustered he was. “What’s that Chad? You finally concede that I’m better than you when it comes to this game? Is that it?” A growl rumbled in his throat before leaning back, stretching.

“No. This game sucks anyway.” He shot me a sly grin. “We better play chess.” When I shook my head no, he cocked an eyebrow at me. “What’s the matter, Rachel? You don’t know how to play chess?” At his challenging tone, I sighed at how competitive he was.

“Chad, there is no chess board here. And even if there was one, I wouldn’t play because I find it boring.” A smirk made its way to my face when I said my next words. “Plus, I’m very smart and confident that I’ll beat you in the first round.” When he started complaining, I cocked my head to the side in a teasing way. “Shouldn’t you be proud that you got a smart girlfriend?”

“Oh, come on—”

His reply was cut short when my ears picked up the familiar ringtone of my phone. In a flash, I snatched my phone off the coffee table and almost screamed when I saw Dad’s name. Hushing Chad, I answered Dad with a smile.

“Hey, Dad! How are you?”

“Hello, pumpkin. Everything all right in there?”

“Yeah, I’m all right. I’m actually heading out to go shopping.”

“Really? You’re not seeing any man, are you?” My heart began to race at his abrupt question and my mind was taking too long to process what to say. “Your mom told me that she read an article about you entering a restaurant last night with a man. There were no pictures, so I had to know from you. Are you seeing someone, Rachel?”