Rewriting the Rules(26)

I pick up my cell phone and see the time. Six a.m. Looking back at her,  seeing her bare shoulders and knowing she's naked under my sheets, turns  on my adrenaline and the need for her. Slowly taking off the sheet, I  spread her legs and kiss her inner thighs, breathing in her arousal.

"You smell so good," I mutter and lick her clit. She trembles and groans  as my greedy mouth assaults her pussy, and I know she loves it. Her  back arches up from the bed I love how responsive she is to me.  Nothing's felt like this. No other woman has made me feel this way and I  never want to find out. These experiences with Charlotte are  unbelievable. I know I don't need to be with anyone else.   





 

"Troy," she moans. "I need you. I need your cock inside me." Getting up,  I grab the condom from my nightstand and feel her hand on me. "I want  all of you."

"What?"

"I'm on the pill, and I promise you I'm clean." She smirks and I roll my  eyes. "And you're all cleared from the doctor, so we're good." It's  been a running joke since my incident with Andrea and the pain I had to  endure. Fucking cheating bitch.

"Are you sure?" She nods and I toss the condom aside. Anything she asks,  anything she wants, I'll give it to her. Kissing her boobs and making  my way to her lips, I easily slide into her, and holy fucking shit.  She's so wet and I feel everything. "I'm never using a condom again," I  groan and thrust harder into her. She pushes up to meet my hips and then  I find myself on my back; she's on top of me, riding me, playing with  her clit and moaning for more. Holy hell.

"Taking control huh?"

"I want to ride you," she smirks and rides my cock hard and fast. We  both find our release in seconds. "Why, good morning," she kisses my  lips and walks to the bathroom swaying that delicious ass. I hear the  shower running and take it as my cue to meet her.

Shower plus Charlotte equals another round of fucking bliss.

After our sex adventures in the shower, I have her sit down at the table  and make her a breakfast smoothie. Handing her a smoothie, we sit on  the couch in the living room and I hear her phone go off.

"Hey, Will." I look and see the smile on her face disappear. "No, I  didn't spend the night with him. Some of the girls from the spa wanted  to go out and I met them after my date. I'm having breakfast now and I'm  not sure when I'll be home because I have to head to work in a few." I  rub her bare thigh and she leans her head on my shoulder. "Yeah,  everything's fine. Okay, sounds good. I love you too." She hangs up the  phone and lets out a sigh of frustration. "What the hell are we going to  tell Will?"

I kiss the top of her head. "I don't know, sweetheart. We'll figure it out."

"He can't know," she mutters. "I don't want to upset him, or mess up your friendship."

"I know."

"When we're together we have to act like friends, and then when we're  alone things can be like this. These are the rules we have to follow for  now until I feel like Will won't kill you and be mad at me."

I think about what she's saying and nod my head. I hate going along with  her plan. Since I now know what she feels like, inside of her, and in  my arms, I can't let her go. Imagining the feeling of her beneath me,  calling out my name in pure ecstasy, and waking up with her in my arms  is becoming my new favorite thing.

We stay silent for a few more minutes and soon she's up gathering her things and standing at the front door.

"I'll see you tonight, okay?" I nod, missing her already, wishing it was  ten p.m. so we could be together. When she touches my face and softly  kisses me, I place my hand on her back and we stand there as if nothing  else in the world matters. "Bye, Troy."

"Have a good day at work." I kiss her again and watch her leave and get  in the car. Needing to do something, I text Will and put on my workout  clothes, put some clothes in my bag and head out. I put on my sunglasses  and hop in my car to take the drive to his house.

I meet him out back when I get there and we start in on our routine. I  have aggression to work out. Beating my body to the point of exhaustion  is what I need. Maybe soon I can talk to Will and man up to being in  love with his sister.

"So," he starts to say. "Charlotte was out last night with her coworkers."

"Sounds good," I grunt and finish my set before grabbing water. "Does that bother you?"

"Not sure. I want her to have fun and give her freedom. I'm not her dad or anything, but fuck, have you seen my sister?"

Yes. In more ways than one. "Yeah, she's hot." He glares at me and I put  up my hands. "Man, stop with that shit. You know Charlotte is a  knockout. If we weren't best friends . . ."

"Finish that sentence and I'll throw you into the pool and drown your  ass so fast you wouldn't have a chance to fight back." He gets in my  face and I don't back down.

"Shut the fuck up, asshole. You know she's beautiful and she's an adult."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Just saying, that's all."

Will backs down and sits on the bench press. "I don't know, man.  Thinking about her in another relationship, and with you," he laughs and  it stings hearing him make it into a joke. "I mean, it's Charlotte. She  grew up with you. It'd be weird."   





 

"Would it?"

"Yeah," his tone changes into something serious. "It would be. You're my  best friend and I expect you to realize that's my little sister and  she's off limits. Bro code, man. You can have any woman, just none of my  exes or my sister. That means Charlotte shouldn't be on your mind."

"Just think about it, man. If I can make her happy, what reason would you have to oppose?"

"Because I know you."

"What's that mean?"

"The women you went through, and each time you hurt them. You use women, Troy. Why the fuck would I want that for my sister?"

"People change, Will. I was in a long term relationship and we broke up because she cheated on me."

"Yeah, but come on. You weren't going to ask her to marry you or start a future with her. I know you, Troy."

"You think you do," I mutter.

He laughs and puts down the weights. "Yeah, some people do, but not you.  Remember I've known you for a long time. Don't think you can change."

"I haven't been like that in years," I grit out. "I broke up with Andrea  because she cheated on me. You know this. Not sure how many times I  have to repeat that. Maybe I want someone to spend my life with.  Sometimes this shit happens and hits you in the face. Before you know if  you're falling in love."

"I cannot stand this girly shit. What's it matter, though?" He walks closer to my face. "Are you trying to get with Charlotte?"

"I'm just saying she's beautiful and I care for her."

"Well, keep it at a distance. You're not good enough for her."

I don't respond to that comment. It sits heavy with me and there's no point trying to reason with him.





Chapter 25



Charlotte



"I know, I miss you too," I tell Jessica. It's been so long since we've  seen each other and I wish there were a way for us to hang out like  before.

"Seriously, this sucks. I hate the fact that you moved."

"You can always come here."

"I know," she answers. "Honestly, I want to get away and relax on a  beach somewhere and go out to a fancy dinner and dance the night away."

"That sounds amazing right now."

"We should plan a trip! Seriously!"

"I heard Will talking to his friends about a weekend trip to Atlantic  City. That sounds fun. Beach, drinks, summer, sun, and we get to finally  see each other. Plus, we can go over wedding stuff."

Things didn't work out with the venue, so Jessica and Jim had to move  their wedding to December instead of a summer wedding. They're doing a  destination wedding instead of having it in Michigan. I've been  contacting the vendors to let them know of the change, and luckily  everyone's been really nice and understanding.

"I don't know where I want to get married. Aruba sounds incredible, but so does Hawaii."

"It's your wedding, babe," I encourage her. "Talk to Jim and figure it all out."

"Yeah, I know," she sighs. "Okay, enough about me, so what the hell? You and Troy are together?"

I smile and think about the last few days. He's incredibly sweet,  romantic, and makes everything better. It feels like a dream when we're  together. After so many years, we finally have our moment. The only bad  thing is we can't let anyone know. After the conversation he had with  Will during one of their workouts, I know he won't be happy regardless  how happy Troy makes me. It's stupid and I should stand up to my  brother. I should be able to make my own choices and be with the man I  love.

But Will gave up his life for me. He could have gone pro. He could have done so much. I held him back.