Four Week Fiancé

“Okay, that’s good,” he said softly, bending down to whisper into my ear, “I wouldn’t want to keep anyone up too late.”

 

 

“Huh?” I said, my face burning. “What do you mean?”

 

“I mean the sounds of the mattress squeaking and the screams of passion and lust.”

 

“I don’t need to know about what you and Barbie will be doing,” I said with a frown and moved away from him.

 

“Who said I was talking about Barbie?” he said quietly and I gulped as I felt his hand on my lower back. “I could be talking about any one of us, right?” he continued.

 

“Uh huh,” I said and walked ahead of him, swinging my hips from side to side and hoping I looked sexy. I was going to show TJ Walker that he wasn’t the only one who could be a tease. Before this weekend was done, he was going to be begging me to take him in more ways than one.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Five

 

 

 

 

 

TJ

 

 

Friday, One Week Ago

 

I followed Mila down the corridor, but my mind was on her lips and her swinging hips. I was letting her get to me and I knew that I had to ignore her innocent flirting. She had no idea what she was doing by flirting with me. She had no idea that she was playing with fire. And that I had promised her brother that I wouldn’t let her do that. He knew as well as I did that I would burn her if we were to ever get involved. Not that that stopped the bulge in my pants from hardening. Fuck, she was sexy. I wasn’t sure at what point she’d become a woman, but even with her loose jeans and baggy T-shirt, I could see her voluptuous figure. She had perfect-sized breasts, a nice little ass, and long legs that could drive a man wild. And the way she kept flinging her long hair around was driving me crazy. All I could think about was the feel of her hair across my chest and face as she rode me. She needed to stop with her lip-biting and little moans. When she’d fallen on her bed and started going on about her ‘boyfriend,’ I’d wanted to fall onto the bed next to her and show her how loudly a real man could make her moan. But of course, I’d resisted. I couldn’t do that, not to her—but man, did she even know what she’d done to me as she’d rolled around on the bed, messing her sheets up?

 

“I was thinking that this room would be good for you.” Mila’s voice interrupted my thoughts. “This is the room you and Cody normally share.”

 

“It has two twin beds,” I said, my eyes never leaving her face.

 

“You want a double bed?” she said, her face tensing as she gazed back at me.

 

“That would be nice.” I nodded, enjoying seeing the rise of a blush in her face. I wondered how red her face would go if I told her the things I wanted to do with her.

 

“For you and Barbie?” she asked me softly, her tone slightly off.

 

“Yeah,” I said, my mind already gone from Barbie. Mila was right, of course, there was nothing about Barbie that was special. She’d been good the night that I’d met her and she’d given me head without asking for much. We hadn’t even fucked and I didn’t even care. I wasn’t even sure why I’d brought her. Well, that was a lie. I’d brought her because I’d been scared that I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of Mila if Barbie weren’t here. And as much as I wanted to bend her over and hear her crying out my name, I knew that Cody would cut my balls off if I messed with his sister. And not just because he didn’t think I was good enough for her. He knew things that Mila didn’t. He knew things I was into. Things I was capable of. I understood why he didn’t want me with Mila. I even agreed with him. But as she gazed at me with her pouty lips, I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to stop what seemed to be the natural course of events between us.

 

“Hey, TJ, can I talk to you?” Barbie walked into the room, a frown on her face as she gazed at us.

 

“Yeah, sure,” I said and gave her a smile. “Come on in.”

 

“I want to talk to you without Miley.”

 

“It’s Mila,” Mila said as she rolled her eyes. “I’ll be in my room.” She gave me a pointed look. “Come and get me if you need me.”

 

“For anything?” I said softly, winking at her as she walked out.

 

“What do you mean?” she asked suspiciously.

 

“I was wondering if I could come and get you for anything, as you said ‘come and get me if you need me.’ ”

 

“Within reason, obviously,” she said and played with her blond tresses again.

 

“Oh, it will be reasonable,” I said with a grin. “See you later, Mila.”

 

“Uh huh,” she said as she hurried out of the room.

 

“You’re totally playing me, huh?” Barbie said as she closed the door.

 

“What are you talking about?” I asked her with a weak smile, trying not to show her my impatience. As I looked at her face, I wasn’t sure what I’d seen in her the night I’d picked her up.

 

“Does Mila know what you’re up to?” Barbie said as she raised an eyebrow at me.

 

“What are you talking about?” I asked with a frown, feeling annoyed.

 

“Does she know why I’m really here?”