This Time Around(19)

“Tell me you want this,” I whisper into her ear. I told myself I wasn’t going to, but now I can’t make myself stop.

“If I do, are you going to hold it against me?” she whispers back. I lift my head up so I can look into her eyes.

“What do you mean?”

“If we do this, it doesn’t mean anything. We’re not in a relationship. We aren’t working on our marriage. We are just… it’s a one-time thing,” she manages to get out, lifting her chin up stubbornly. Her mouth is saying one thing, but her eyes another. That’s probably the only thing that’s stopping me from walking out of this room right now. She presses her breasts against me and my cock twitches.

Well, not the only thing.

I step forward, taking her with me until the back of her knees hit the bed. I lift her up by her ass, enjoying the sound of surprise that escapes her pouty lips. She grips my shoulders with her hands, holding on for dear life. I gently lay her back onto the bed, keeping my eyes locked with hers the entire time. Even guarded, her eyes are beautiful green pools I could get lost in. Great, she’s turning me into a fucking poet. Pulling back from her body, I let myself take her in completely. Breasts that overflow my hands, a tiny waist and flared hips that are perfect to grip onto. Utter perfection. She watches me studying her, but doesn’t say anything, just allows my silent perusal. Leaning forward, I cup her face and capture her lips, more demanding this time. My fingers roam towards her breasts, feeling the weight of one in my hand before swiping the nipple with my thumb. She moans loudly, rubbing herself against me, encouraging me to give her more. I smile against her lips, giving her one more kiss before moving my head down. I take my time, kissing her jaw, her neck, and her shoulders. I run my tongue down in between her breasts, holding them both in my hand. I suck one nipple into my mouth, using my tongue and then my teeth to tug gently. Taiya’s hands run through my hair, pulling the ends, telling me she wants more. I glance up at her as I lick her other nipple, knowing that it needs my attention too. When I have her writhing on the bed in pleasure, I head further south, nibbling around her belly button before reaching her bare pussy. I run my hands over her thighs, squeezing gently before spreading them. My cock strains against my jeans as I see her core, wet and ready for me. I kiss up her thighs, and the closer I get, the more I take in her scent. It’s just as I remember. As soon as her taste hits my tongue, I groan. Using her ass cheeks to pin her down to the bed and keep her in place, I devour her. This is what an alcoholic must feel like when they have a drink after being sober for so long. She does that to me. It isn’t long before her thighs start to tremble and she’s calling out my name. Could it get any better than that? She knows who is between her legs, giving her pleasure. She knows who in this minute, she belongs to.

“Fuck,” she curses as I suck on her clit, prolonging her release. Her hips buck wildly, and I watch her every movement, enthralled. When she finally collapses onto the bed, her tension released, I give her one last lick before I pull away. I stare at her as I wipe my mouth with my hand, her beautiful body not doing much to help my straining erection. When I push off the bed and stand up, she looks up at me in confusion.

“What are you doing?” she asks, her voice hoarse.

“I’m not going to make love to you until you admit that you’re mine, and I know you aren’t ready to do that right now,” I tell her honestly. My dick protests, but for once, I ignore him and walk towards her door. I open it, turning back to face her. “I love you, Taiya,” I tell her. Then I walk out.





Chapter Ten

“Has Reid seen what you’re wearing?” I ask Summer, raising a sceptical eyebrow.

“What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” she says, looking down at her tight white dress.

I make a choking sound. “I can see… everything.”

She rolls her eyes. “Since when do you care about seeing too much of a woman?”

“It’s you. It’s a little different. You’re not just any woman. You’re my future sister-in–law,” I complain.

Summer laughs at my sullen expression.

“And Taiya is going out with you. You both don’t need the added attention,” I tell her, scowling. Maybe I should go with them?

“You’re not coming with us. Taiya will be pissed,” she says, reading my mind. “Besides, Reid will be there, so stop worrying. And yes, Reid saw this dress. Why do you think it took me so long to get ready?”

I choose to ignore her comment, leaning back into the couch. Summer leaves the room, I assume to primp herself and I glance at the door once more, wondering when she’s going to arrive. I haven’t seen Taiya since the other day, when I walked out of her room and left her alone and naked. I went home and had three cold showers that night. Yes, three. I know Taiya; she would have let me make love to her, and then she would have pushed me away. I don’t think I could have taken it if she said it was a mistake. When I do make love to her, she will be ready to accept that we were made for each other. My brother walks into the room, wearing jeans and a black shirt. My eyes narrow when I realise it’s my black shirt. His hair is still damp from his shower. He looks at my expression and grins.