The Farmer & The Belle (Baymoor Book 1) Page 28

  Georgina’s throat was clogged with tears as she listened to her uncle give a heartfelt speech on how much he loved the town, and how important it was for everyone to do their part to help out in the community in any way that they could.

  She thought the speech was over, but then he became emotional.

  “To my lovely wife Valerie: I love you with all my heart and am so blessed to be taking this adventure we call life with you. To my daughter, Georgina, thank you for coming home in my time of need. Just seeing your beautiful face has done wonders for your aunt and me. With that being said, we hate to put you on the spot, Little Bit, but we sure are hoping you’ll consider moving back!”

  Georgina blushed as everyone turned to smile at her and applauded once more. Max squeezed her hand, and she leaned on his shoulder in embarrassment. All of a sudden Deniece Williams’s “Let’s Hear It For the Boy” floated in the air. She reached up and kissed Max again. “Gotta go!”

  Boy, boy, boy

  Boy, boy, boy

  My baby he don’t talk sweet

  He ain't got much to say

  But he loves me, loves me, loves me

  I know that he loves me anyway

  And maybe he don’t dress fine

  Amused Max watched as dancers popped out from all over the square and led by Georgina, they dedicated a carefully orchestrated routine in Baymoor’s first flash mob to her elated uncle. Max was filled with pride as he watched her lead the group of small girls up to the front, their giggles contagious as they danced to the chorus.

  But I don’t really mind, yeah

  Cause every time he pulls me near

  I just want to cheer

  Let’s hear it for the boy

  Let’s give the boy a hand

  Let’s hear it for my baby

  You know you gotta understand

  Afterward, he was approached by the Spring Chickens. He greeted them with a charming smile. “Looking good out there, ladies.”

  “Cut the crap, Max!” Mrs. Laurent snapped to his surprise and jabbed him in the chest with her bony finger. “You better get that darling gal to stay. She’s perfect for you and us. Figure it out, sonny! Or else. Let’s roll, girls.”

  And off they went, but not before each one gave him a look of dire warning.

  “Well damn,” Max said aloud as he rubbed the sore spot on his chest.

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  When they reached the farm, Georgina changed her clothing so she could help Max feed the animals. This time, she didn’t wrinkle her nose with the smells from the pig pens. She laughed when she accidentally lost her footing and fell into a mud pile by the sheep pens.

  Hand in hand they walked to the barn. Max was trying to be gentleman-like as he discreetly eyed her curves in her form-fitting yoga outfit. “I’m not sure which impresses me more: your newfound farm skills or your dance moves. What else have you been working on?”

  “Oh a little bit of this and a little bit of that,” she said coyly as they came to the barn entrance and he walked in first, looking for George Jefferson. Tavish had texted him to tell him that he hadn’t locked the goat up. In his hurry to get to Georgie, Max drove straight by the farm. Now he wished he hadn’t as he waited for the wily creature to reveal himself.

  “Stay close to me,” he warned Georgina as he listened intently.

  Then he heard the hooves, and they were coming fast. “Stop, George! No!”

  “Neeaaahhhhh!” The animal refused to obey, hurtling full speed toward him, and Max braced himself to catch him. But at the last minute, he dipped around him and ran towards Georgina too fast for Max to catch him. He lunged and missed as he hit the barn floor shouting, “No George! Stand down! Georgina, don’t run, he’ll chase you!”

  Pissed with himself, Max jumped to his feet and to his surprise, Georgina stood there petting George Jefferson. “The hell?!”

  “Are you okay?” she asked innocently, but the wicked gleam in her eyes let him know she was pleased to catch him off guard as she reached into her fanny pack and produced an apple that she fed to the eager goat as he batted his eyes at her. “You seem... confused.”

  “When did this bonding thing happen?” Max grumbled as he dusted off his jeans.

  “Oh, while you’ve been gone, I’ve been helping out here in my spare time,” she said nonchalantly. Georgina didn’t bother to disclose she came to the farm because it was where she felt closest to him, and she’d been missing him like crazy. She liked to think that George Jefferson did too, which was why he followed her around relentlessly. Tavish said it was because she wore Max’s shirts while performing farm duties. At first, she was wary of the goat, but as his eyes became more mournful with each passing day, she finally broke down and showed him the affection he was obviously yearning for. After all, there was no one that could relate better to him than her. “We kind of bonded. You know how it is. Us Georgies got to stick together.”

  “Neeaaahhhhh!” George Jefferson confirmed her statement as he continued to look at her with adoring eyes. Max grinned as he ruffled the goat’s head and dropped a kiss on Georgina’s lips. For his efforts, he was rewarded with a sharp nudge from the goat, warning him to get back. First the Spring Chickens and now his goat. But he couldn’t blame them when he’d fallen so hard for her himself.

  “George Jefferson, BED!” Max ordered, and the animal gave him a mulish glare before slowly trotting off to his stall.

  “Don’t yell at him, baby,” Georgina said sassily as she walked over to the sink by the entrance and washed her hands. “He missed you.”

  “Uh-huh,” Max replied absentmindedly as he watched her pants clinging to her sexy ass. His cock was now straining against his jeans as he watched her bend to retrieve the hand soap and proceeded to wash her hands and arms. Her smooth movements as she washed her skin had Max picturing her stroking him. She quickly rinsed, wiped her hands dry, and turned around. Their eyes met before hers dropped, and she licked her lips.

  “Come here, baby,” he ordered and watched her struggle with telling him to kiss her ass or give in to what they were both feeling. In the end, she strutted towards him, and he growled softly, appreciating her beauty— those beautiful brown eyes and pouty lips, the glow of her gorgeous brown skin, her lush breasts in her dirty shirt, and those curvy hips. His desire grew in another direction, one where her belly grew big and round with his child every day. Georgina, whether she knew it or not, would be a phenomenal mother. She had all that love inside bottled up and ready to give to a lucky child.

  Max wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, “I love you, baby.”

  “I love you too, Max,” she said fervently, savoring the words she would never grow tired of hearing and pulled his head down for a kiss, moaning as the familiar tickle of his beard rubbed against her jaw. His lips captured hers, and she opened up, allowing his skillful tongue in to tease and dance with hers. Max cupped her by the nape of her neck and massaged her back as the masterful kiss continued. The heady pleasure only his touch could bring was spinning her out of control, as she pressed closer to him, rubbing her breasts against his chest and sliding her hands down into his back pockets to cup his firm ass. “Mmmm, I missed you, baby.”

  The kiss turned hotter as he dominated her mouth, and his hands slid down to palm the firm globes of her ass as he pressed his raging hard-on against her. “Fuuuck! Come on.”

  Max walked to a cupboard and pulled out two thick blankets and grabbed her hand before leading her to the tall, steel sliding ladder. “Watch your step, baby, I’ll be right behind you.”

  Up the ladder they went, Georgina following Max as they walked between bales of hay to a corner. Quickly he cut three stacks of hay open and fashioned them into a mattress of sorts. With his back to her, she slipped out of her dress. He laid one blanket over the hay pile, and when he turned back around, he was already unbuckling his pants but froze in place. The sight of Georgina in her strawberry red one-piece bodysuit almost made him explode. The sati
n clung to her curves, and the bustier held her breasts firmly in place. They kissed long and deep while her hands unbuttoned his shirt and slid inside to caress his chest. “I can’t wait, Max. It’s been too long. Now please.”

  Quickly they undressed and fell onto the hay bed with Max on top. Immediately Georgina grasped his large shaft and ran her hand up and down, moaning and pulling him towards her. He sucked in his breath at her touch as she positioned him at her wet portal and teased him with her slickness. “Hurry, baby; I can’t wait anymore.” Max surged into her, and she threw her arms over her head and arched her body towards him, panting heavily at the feel of his thickness inside of her. Still teasing her with his slow languid movements, he bent his head to capture a pebbled nipple. He withdrew and slowly bit down on her nipple, sucking it into his wet mouth before shoving himself completely in again.

  “Maaaaxxxx!!!” Immediately she started convulsing around him. Sweat broke out on his brow as he struggled for control, but she was so exquisitely tight. He pushed her legs onto his shoulders and managed four deep thrusts before he exploded. Georgina started to come all over again. He continued to move, feeling himself growing even harder than before as he lowered her legs and kept moving, but his movements were slow and languid now that that first time was out of the way. Her arms reached out to pull him closer until he was laying on her with her legs wrapped around his. They exchanged lazy kisses as she raised her hips up and down to receive him. She moved her hands to his ass and caressed him whispering, “More please.”

  He groaned harshly, burying his face between her breasts. Latching on to one swollen nipple, he gave it a slow pull, swirling his tongue round and round. Georgina’s breath caught, and her nails dug into his ass as he repeated the action to her other breast. Listening to her moaning was driving him crazy. He circled his arms around her and rolled over until she was on top and giving him a dreamy smile. She moved in a gentle rocking of her hips as she placed her hands on his chest. He gripped her hips and surged into her, making her back arch as he controlled her from below. She threw her head back and started to ride him with abandon. “Oh God, oh God,” she chanted and reached back with her left hand to caresses his balls.

  “Yeah, baby, don’t stop. Just like that,” he encouraged as he held onto her hips and thrust deeply into her over and over again.

  “I-Ugghh…I love you!!” Georgina wailed as her body started to tremble.

  Max couldn’t hold out any longer. Her fingernails caressing him were his undoing as he increased his thrusts and reached for her swollen clit. His thumb moved in slow circles over the sensitive bud before gently squeezing. She came undone, joining him in a shattering climax as he yanked her down to whisper, “I love you, Georgina.”

  ***

  They lay together, Georgina resting her head against his chest and drew circles on his abdomen. Nothing beat the feeling of being in Max’s arms with his heartbeat strong and steady underneath her cheek. She teased him by allowing her fingers to drift lower and smiled against his skin as she saw his manhood stir. “Keep it up baby, and I promise I’ll make it worth your while,” he laughed wickedly. Giving a sigh, he kissed her forehead and pulled her closer. “I need to tell you something.”

  “What’s up?” she asked as she yawned and snuggled closer, but he rolled her onto her back to lay over her. The sincerity and love radiating from his eyes held her captivated.

  “I love you so much, and never in a million years did I ever think I would meet anyone like you. You came into my life and turned it upside down with your sassiness and strength. You’re incredibly amazing, and the strongest woman I’ve ever met. I hate to think of what my life would have been like if we’d never met. Yes, you’re complex, but the moment I saw you, I knew you were a risk worth taking,” Max said humbly. “You, Georgina Marie Carlton, are the love of my life.”

  Holy shit, where was he going with this?! she wondered with terrified happiness as her heart raced a beating staccato, threatening to jump out of her chest.

  “And because of that…I’m releasing you from our agreement,” Max said softly, watching as her eyes clouded with confusion.

  “Wait…what? Why would you do that?” Georgina asked and Max pressed his forehead against hers, before pulling back and helping her sit up to lean with him against a bale of hay.

  “Because as much as I want to ask you to stay with me forever, you have more important things to do,” Max said gently. It was killing him inside, but he knew it was the right thing to do. “You are going to take the money and make your business everything you want it to be. R. R. & S. is there to help you accomplish that. They are damn good at what they do, so do not worry about costs, do you understand?”

  “And us?” Georgina tried to swallow around the thick lump in her throat as tears filled her eyes, and she quickly brushed them away.

  “Listen to me, Georgina,” Max commanded. “You have spent your entire life with a dark cloud hanging over it. Not living up to your full potential. That cloud is gone, and you don’t have to worry about it coming back.”

  Georgina sat up quickly, a premonition that she wouldn’t like what was coming next growing in the pit of her stomach. “What does that mean exactly, Max?”

  “It means that Ingrid is in a new facility where she can get the best treatment possible and not interfere in your life. She is living in a community that will help her get the best treatment, and she can live and work there. It is the best environment for her to be in,” Max explained. “You won’t have to worry about her.”

  “I see. So that’s what you were doing while you were gone? Road tripping with my mother?” Georgina asked incredulously as she stood up and hurriedly put her clothes back on. “And in your spare time, you were conveniently planning and organizing my life for me?”

  Max sighed. “Don’t act like you weren’t going to make moves when you left here. You were always going to be held back if nothing was ever done about her. Your name and company should be plastered across every billboard in Las Vegas, but you were too scared to do it because Ingrid could pop-up like a cracked out jack-in-the-box at any time.” Max stood up as well and reached for his clothes. “Fuck her! In this day and age, everyone has family skeletons. Together your family is strong enough to withstand Ingrid’s bullshit. You shouldn’t have to bear the burden of her on your own, and you will no longer have to.”

  “So you took care of all my problems like a good daddy does, right?” Georgina mocked him as she put her shoes on. “Well forgive me for not saying thank you like a good little girl. For any of it! Keep your damn money and kiss my ass! You are right about one thing: I do need to get my shit together and stop allowing people to manipulate me.”

  She walked away and to the ladder as Max put the rest of his clothes on. Georgina was beyond furious at his high-handed scheming. They weren’t some love match, and she was his second chance to get it right and ease his guilty conscience. She couldn’t get away fast enough as she scrambled down the ladder. It made her sad to have to leave Baymoor when she felt like she was just starting to fit in, but there was no way she would be back anytime soon after what Max did.

  “You’re being irrational right now, baby,” Max said calmly, struggling to keep his anger in check.

  “I’m being irrational?! You’re joking right?” she asked sarcastically as she stepped off the ladder and looked up at him. Even in the midst of the deepest anger she’d ever felt in her life, her heart still skipped a beat as she looked up at him standing above her, so tall and majestic. His handsome face was twisted in anger, but she saw no remorse for what he’d done. She sneered at him, “How were you able to get Ingrid out? They wouldn’t just release her to anyone even a bonafide saint like you. You would need to be family.”

  Max smiled grimly and nodded his head in agreement. “That’s correct. Even a well-meaning, sanctimonious, and resourceful asshole like myself would need help.” He took a deep breath, “Your brother helped me.”

  Chapter Twenty-
Nine

  The ride home was made in silence. Well, not complete silence. Max attempted to talk to Georgina and had received two “whatever’s, four “nothings”, and a “wow, you are unbelievable”. He didn’t need Spidey senses to know this was going to all end badly. Max hadn’t even stopped the car before she jumped out and hurried down the sidewalk, rummaging for her key. Max was fast on her heels; she could hear his boots as the hot tears threatened to fall from her eyes.

  “Don’t you dare do it!” she told herself as she finally found the keys. Not even in Ingrid’s vilest moments had she ever felt such…she didn’t even KNOW the word for how she felt. Suddenly she found herself whirled around and staring up into Max’s eyes that were snapping with fury.