Tonight was the night. I made sure to groom, wanting to look my absolute best when meeting Jacob. I wore a lavender lace dress which reached just above my knees, my blonde hair down and curled at the ends. My makeup I kept natural not wanting my look to be harsh. I went for the sweet and more innocent look. It was the complete opposite to Jacob's dark and sinister look.

Jacob would take one look at me and just know.

Not wanting to stall any longer I left the apartment and grabbed a cab. My heart was beating out of my chest, the tight feeling in my stomach getting worse as we reached the penthouse. I paid the cab fare and swallowed nervously as I stepped out of the cab.

This was it.

The start of my new life. There was no turning back now. In my clutch, I held the key to his penthouse. As I took the elevator to the penthouse I grabbed the key and stared at it. I could do this. After so many stressful moments between us, we were going to become a team. It was what I wanted from the start and it's what I got in the end.

The elevator arrived at the penthouse, taking a deep breath I unlocked the door and stepped out of the elevator. I was greeted by the man himself. His eyes wandered me from head to toe. His lips tugged to a knowing smile. His grey eyes glittering mischievously.

"Hello, Miss Merigold."

He held his hand out to me, I took it without hesitation my eyes never leaving his. He pulled me closer, resting his other hand on my lower back. I closed my eyes when I felt his lips brush against my jaw. It was a soft and gentle touch, not something I was used to when it came to this man.

"Let's get you comfortable." He pulled away and took my coat.

"Thanks," I whispered.

He was putting my coat away while I took in the penthouse. It was exactly the same as I remember. Very clean and modern looking. Jacob came back carrying two flutes and a bottle of champagne. I sat down on the couch and watched as he poured bubbles into the flutes. I suppose this was a moment we celebrated. We were going to get married.

Jacob raised his flute to me, "To us."

I raised my flute to that, "To us." I repeated.

Taking my first sip I felt all bubbly inside. I didn't know it was the champagne already lifting my mood or it was the fact that Jacob sat beside me and looked at me as if I was the last cookie in the cookie jar. He reached into the inner pocket of his jacket, making me stare at him in awe as he showed me a velvet black box. He placed is flute on the coffee table and opened the box to reveal to me a beautiful sparkling diamond ring. It wasn't subtle either. It was a teardrop white diamond which was totally in your face.

"We should make this official."

He took the ring out of the box, placed the velvet box on the coffee table as well and then reached for me. I held my breath when his hand gently grabbed mine and he slid the ring around my finger. It was a little too big but there was no way he could guess my size with just eying my finger.

"That's a big diamond," I said once he released my hand so I could take a better look at it.

The gleam in his eyes told me that's what he aimed for.

"It would be hard to ignore."

Yes, he wanted the world to know I was taken. Not that it would be hard. The whole city was curious about his private life. Everyone was always guessing who he'd date next. The scandal with Fenna would come out soon and that along with the announcement with us getting married would create chaos. I was sure I'd get through it with the support of the family.

He took my hand in his again and played around with the ring, "It is too big for you. We should get it resized. We'll do that Monday." He looked up and met my gaze, "We'll be focusing on us this weekend."

I nearly choked in my champagne but I managed to keep a straight face as I asked him what worried me, "You want me to stay over the weekend?"

"I want you to move in right away," Jacob said without blinking, he was always moving so fast but there was no point in pretending we just fell in love and were taking things slow. This happened like it was a business deal.

Not wanting to embarrass myself by spilling bubbles over my nice dress or choke in the sweet liquid I placed it on the coffee table.

"I don't have anything with me right now."

"Does it matter?" He asked he brushed his fingers intimately over my arm which left nothing to the imagination, "You won't be wearing much this weekend. You can survive in either a robe or my clothes."

"Jake-"

He brushed his lips against mine, smiling against my lips. It was a little inside joke, we started to dance around each other because of a simple kiss like that. He leaned closer, cupping my cheek and tilting my head to the side so he could deepen the kiss. When I gasped he slipped his tongue in and brushed it against mine. I grabbed onto his biceps, returning the passionate kiss. He pushed me into the cushions of his couch and hovered over me. He brushed kisses over my cheek and neck, his hand gently trailing over my bare leg and slowly moving up. He grabbed onto my thigh and hooked my leg around his waist. He pressed against me, I could feel him getting into this little makeout session.

It was hotter than the little makeout session in his office.

My panties were damp, it would become uncomfortable in a minute. Jacob gently caressed my outer thigh and chuckled when I clung to him. He pulled out of the kiss and brushed his nose against mine. He was being so gentle with me tonight.

It was so confusing.

He sat up, grabbed my hand and pulled me up as well.

"Let's move this to the bedroom." He whispered.

I'd follow him anywhere at this point. He led the way, guiding me up the stairs and into his spacious bedroom. It was void of the possessions of other women. He always did that when his relationships ended. Soon this room would be filled with my stuff, making it look more like a room than a showroom in some fancy furniture store. Jacob gently pushed me down on the bed, the dark promise in his eyes making me press my thighs together. I felt the liquid run down my thighs.

That was embarrassing.

I didn't want to enjoy this so much, Jacob already had too much power over me. He didn't give me time to pull myself together. Like he knew where my mind was right now. He shrugged his jacket off and tossed it aside, he reached for my ankle and pulled me closer. He took my heels off, spread my legs and settled between them. Not being able to keep my hands to myself I pulled his shirt out of his slacks and started to unbutton his shirt.

"Eager?" He breathed in my ear.

Shivers ran down my spine. I managed to unbutton his shirt and displayed his chest to me. Though I wanted to admire the firm chest of my fiancé I had to do something about Mr. Smugness. I ran my hands down his back, feeling the muscles tense. Jacob liked that, he captured my lips for a kiss. He was like putty in my hands which rarely happened. When he didn't expect it I trailed my nails down his back, the hiss leaving his lips told me he felt the pain through the pleasure.

"You shouldn't start something you can't finish, doll." He warned me quietly.

He pressed his lips against my neck, his hands firmly holding onto my waist. Without warning he moved me up the bed, letting me rest in his soft pillow. He sat up on his knees and reached for the zipper on the back of my dress. With skillful fingers, he unzipped my dress and took in my white lace lingerie which I put on for him. He liked it, his touches became rougher like he couldn't contain himself. He took the dress off me and tossed it beside the bed. I reached for the waistband of his slacks but he wouldn't let me unbutton it.

"Let's focus on you first."

His firm tone told me I couldn't change his mind. He kissed me once and slowly trailed feather like kisses down my neck, chest and moving to my panties. He noticed the wetness between my legs which made me light up like a Christmas tree.

"You are so cute." He chuckled breathlessly.

His fingers hooked into my lace panties, he took them off me which made the cold air hit my sensitive place. It made me whine quietly. His lips tugged to a sinister smile. It was all I saw before he settled between my legs and kissed my sensitive nub. A loud gasp left my lips. He firmly held onto my thighs as he started to kiss and lick me. I was so sensitive I couldn't stop moaning. It was embarrassing but when I tried to cover my mouth with my hand Jacob looked up and grabbed onto my wrist, pulling it away from my mouth.

"None of that, I want to hear you."

He was so demanding in bed but this is what I wanted. I always knew it was going to be too much. He let go of my wrist and focused on pleasuring me again. He kissed my sensitive nub, that was the only warning I got. After that, he licked me deep and forced me into an orgasm. I squealed, raking my fingers through his dark hair. Not wanting to let him be in total control I pulled his hair. It was always like a game between us but we both knew who was in charge of that game.

Jacob pulled away from me, showing me the glistering on his lips, "So cute." He repeated breathlessly.

It was so embarrassing but I realized that Jacob didn't like to hold back in bed either. He wanted to get to know my body and I'm sure he wanted me to get familiar with his body too. We would have all weekend to explore each other's bodies. It is what he stated when he made me the offer in his office. Jacob Blackwood was always a man of his word.

He made a promise and he delivered.

I didn't have the strength to do what I wanted before he kissed me down there. I could barely even out my breathing. The smug look on his face I could never get rid of. It was something I had to get used to as well.

"Let's take care of this."

He unclasped my bra and pulled it away from me. It probably landed on the clothes which were all tossed on the floor without a care in the world. He took care of his slacks on his way, never breaking eye-contact with me. It felt too intimate even more than when he was eating me out. I couldn't do anything about my flustered cheeks either. He made me feel scandalized in a good way. I didn't think that would ever be possible but it happened.

"Are you on birth control?" He asked as he got to his feet.

I rolled to my side and watched him with curious eyes, "Yes."

He let his slacks drop to the floor. His fingers brushed my hair back, he placed his hand on my hip and rolled me to my back again. His boxers joined his slacks on the floor. I pulled my lower lip between my teeth when he grabbed himself and moved his hand firmly up and down. He then settled on top of me again. I could feel his hardness between my legs. I wanted it and I wanted it now.

He knew if his chuckle was anything to go by.

"We're going to get along just fine, won't we baby?"

He grabbed himself again and pressed himself up against my entrance. Slowly he pushed inside of me, watching me with stormy grey eyes. The last few inches he pushed inside me without warning, filling me up to the hilt.

"Yes." I nearly screamed, enjoying how full I felt with him.

I thought the first time we'd have sex it would be hard and fast yet Jacob moved slow and settled for a steady pace. He kept me on edge the entire time, making pleasure come in waves. We kept looking in each other's eyes, sharing lots of kisses. It was slow and gentle and it made me lose my mind. I definitely had no regrets whatsoever.