My hand wraps in her silky tangles of hair and I hold her against me as my mouth ravishes hers and takes everything she’s willing to give. Her taste is unique. Like an aphrodisiac.
My tongue spears into her mouth just like my cock wants to do to her *. I bet my nuts that she’s soaked her little panties already with want.
Her hands slide into my hair, and the small tug she does, sets my blood from burning to inferno. Growling, I grab her bottom with my hands, and squeezing, I lift her up until she is perched on the vanity as we continue to kiss—no consume—each other. Her legs wrap around my waist, pinning me against her. My dick is nearly as out of control as I am. It jerks and leaks with every little moan she gives and it has only gotten worse since it’s pressing tightly against her *.
My hands are all over her. I need to get to her breasts and to her large dark nipples, which I can never get enough of. Even before, when I’d have her on her hands and knees to fuck her from behind, I’d play with her nipples. She can bring us both to orgasm with stimulation of them alone.
But fuck, we can’t do this!
"No!"
She isn’t hearing me. "Sabrina, we can’t."
I see when my words start to sink in as the look in her eyes slowly shifts from passion to hurt.
I take a step back, unwrapping her long legs from around me. I follow her gaze as it travels down to my hard-as-fuck dick and I mentally groan as she licks her lips. Fuck! She’s going to kill me.
Cussing, I turn my back to her. "I want you." I laugh and turn back to face her. "I can’t exactly deny that, but I followed you in here to talk. I hate seeing you upset, and knowing that I’m the one causing it is tearing me up."
She shakes her head. "You made your point before about not wanting us to be together. I know you think I’m going to wake up one morning and be the one to hurt you, and if you think for one minute that I’m the kind of person to do that, then you don’t deserve to have me as part of your life."
How the fuck can she be so accurate with her description about me, but I ignore her words—my voice is filled with the cold tone I use as my defence, "I never said that." Mentally kicking myself, I look down at the floor. It’s such a lame thing to say but my brain isn’t working right.
"You don’t need to. It’s obvious, plus Ramon has hinted as much."
"Why the fuck can’t my brother’s stay out of my life?" I run my hands through my hair knowing it isn’t really my brother’s fault. It’s mine.
"One of these days, when I’m with someone else, you’re going to wake up and realize I really did care for you—scars and all, but it will be too late."
The challenge in her eyes causes me to move back into her space. She slides backward on the vanity in an effort to get away but I wrap my hands around her hips, securing her. Our noses touch as I lean in, my eyes searching hers…looking for more than the anger that is simmering just under the surface. What can I say to her? That I’ll kill anyone who so much as looks at her. How fair would that be to her? She’s young, around thirteen years my junior, and needs someone to love and cherish her. She needs...
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I’d fled the moment the thought, ‘she needs me’ had entered my mind. It had been a gut reaction—a reason to flee before I blurted it out and staked my claim on her. Fuck! I lose all sense of self-preservation when she is close and that is not in my best interest. Ten minutes after I left her in the bathroom, I was sitting back at the table out back and having my photograph taken with my arm around Sabrina while all kinds of thoughts were whirling around in my head.
Through the meal, I’ve managed to avoid a full blown conversation with her, although we have both been part of the conversation around the table, which brings me to another woman in my life, Lily.
She hasn’t looked too good for a few days, which has me worried, but when I mentioned it to Michael the other day he brushed me off. Today she does seem to have color back on her face, but she can’t seem to sit still. If I know Lily, she has a secret and it’s killing her keeping it to herself.
I catch her eye and smile. She’s beautiful and I love her like a sister. Not only that but she’s turned my brother’s life around for which I’m grateful. She’s also become an amazing, loyal friend to me. I’d be lost without her. Without having her to talk to, I’d still be stuck in a hole basically. My brothers listen on occasion but I guess me and my problems are getting old now.
Seeing her smile slip into a frown, I look beside me and realize Sabrina is glaring at Lily. What the hell now? They’re friends or at least they were.
"What are you doing?"
She breaks her stare and faces me. "What do you mean?"