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“I have to go,” I say. “Wait.” His voice pitches. “Do I need to come over? Are you okay?” “Yeah, don’t come over.” “Are you sure?” “Ryke, unless you want to walk in on me fucking my girlfriend, you need to stay at home.”
Ready to help Lily. Ready to be there. Ready to change.
He is my breath. My soul. My life-force. I have spent forever with him. Being apart is the most unnatural feeling in the world.
“I will never learn how to live without you. I couldn’t fucking bear it.”
“If the whole world says living without each other is what we should do, then this will be the last wrong I make.”
“I won’t ever desert you, love. Not for a goddamn moment. You’re mine to take care of, you understand?”
“I’m going to take care of you now. I’m going to fill you so deep that you’re going to wish you could touch me, but you can’t.” Yes. “You’re going to come each time I slip in.” Yes. “You’re going to ask me to stop to catch your breath.” Yes. “I won’t.”
She could give Connor Cobalt a run for his money.
“You have a problem too,” Allison says, “and your addiction will affect her. It already has.” I cut her off. “I get it. I should stay away from her. I should say goodbye and let her have a fighting chance.”
Even if the truth is ugly and cold, I want to hear it. I’m ready for us to lay everything out until we’re completely bare and exposed. I don’t know how else to make this work.
“I think, Lily,” Allison says, “you’re going to have to start understanding that when Lo tells you to stop, it’s not rejection. It’s a form of love.
“Actually, Lily, I think it’s a great idea that you haven’t read it. It shows support on Lo’s end and trust on yours. It also gives you a chance to relax about limitations.” “How am I supposed to relax when all I can think about is what’s been blacklisted?” “If you do read it, wouldn’t you still be thinking about what sexual activities have been banned?”
“Lo,” Allison urges at my silence. “I’m scared,” I start again, “that there’s going to be a point where you become angry and bitter and resentful every time I tell you to stop, that you realize someone else can give you what you want.”
“No one else could ever give me what I want,” she breathes. “I only want you.”
“I’m scared,” she says, “that you’re going to hate being on some sort of sex schedule and hate being barred from your own pleasure. It’s not fair to you, and you’ll find someone who will make you feel better than I can.”
She interjects quickly, throwing up her hands. “What if I can’t ever give you a blow job?” she asks, a little hysterical now. “I mean, what if that’s on the blacklist? That’s not right, Lo! You have needs too!” I’m grinning and trying so hard not to laugh. It’s probably shitty that my smile has spread to new proportions, but I can’t help it. Not when she’s freaking out over this. “This isn’t funny!” she shouts, but her lips start to rise, mimicking mine. “Stop. I’m being serious.” “I’m sorry.” I can’t even pretend to sound apologetic, nor can I stop smiling. “It’s just cute.”
“Okay, well…I’m giving you a blow job after this then,” she demands. That almost gets me hard. I have to think about something else. Like the fact that Allison is sitting right here. “How about I let you know when I want one,”
Only with my girlfriend do I have to basically negotiate her out of giving me head.
“You’re going to create a tsunami in here,” he says, pushing me back to the sink. My stomach hits the edge of the counter, and I bend again, losing sight to my wall of hair. Then I feel his hands on my head, rubbing the shampoo into my scalp. Oh.
I spin around to face him fully, and he backs away from me. Enough that my eyes drop to his pants. “How are you not hard right now?” I ask accusingly. “I was just washing your hair,” he says like I’m being silly, like that simple task wasn’t sexual at all. I frown. Wasn’t it? Or was the entire thing all in my perverted mind? He tilts my chin with his finger, and I look back up into his eyes. “I spent three years as your fake boyfriend,” he says. “I’ve had practice resisting you.”
“But…” I don’t like buts…scratch that, I remember that I do like butts with double T’s. Like my butt. His cock. Lo waves a hand in front of my face. “Did you hear me?” “I lost you on but.” “Jesus, you really want anal sex,” he says with a grin. I open my mouth to ask him for it, and he quickly says, “No, love. Not right now.” Boo.
It’s losing that moment where I become someone else. Where the shy, insecure Lily turns into a confident vixen. Where I’m completely and utterly in control and as my conquest looks at me with a heavy-lidded gaze, he knows it too. I was someone else during those moments. Someone better maybe.
Lo glanced at them once or twice, and Connor ushered us to a seat where our back is turned to the alcohol. That pissed Lo off a little. He doesn’t want to be babied.
and Lo’s nearness caused my chest to tighten. That part was normal.
He called Aaron and threatened his college career if he didn’t stop harassing me. With the Hale name, Lo had plenty of contacts and one phone call from him or his father, and Aaron’s collegiate career would be over.
“And our dad helped you tear up this kid’s future?” Ryke asks. “What can I say,” Lo says with a bitter smile, “it’s how we bonded.”
My eyes drop to her knees, squeezed tight together. Yeah, she’s struggling.
My girlfriend is like a raunchy Sleeping Beauty, reanimating from a deep-throated kiss.
Every motion is filled with beauty that she won’t ever understand.
“I have to get a condom…and lube.” I grin at this, and I wait a second to watch her expression flip. Her whole face lights up with delight. “But… I thought…” she starts.
Fear crosses me for a brief second, realizing I’m leaving her naked, horny, and alone. Halfway up the stairs, she’s still watching me but her hands have edged closer and closer to the inside of her thighs. “Don’t fuck yourself,” I say roughly. “Or else I won’t fuck you.”
“Faster, Lil,” I demand. Her eyes flicker up, surprisingly, since it takes her great effort to look anywhere but my dick at times. She gives me a doe-eyed look and I can’t help but smile, yet I don’t give in. “Faster,” I repeat, stretching out the syllables.
I know she wants to be in control. I know she misses it. But she has to make me believe she can be on top and not get carried away. Right now, she’s not even close to being able to handle that type of position without going crazy.
Everything I ever wanted is right here in my arms.
She’s never asked me why I can fuck better than the sloppy lay at fourteen. Granted, our first time together was actually my first. But I always knew I’d eventually get her back in my arms. I vowed to be better than all her other conquests. To keep Lily Calloway meant that I’d have to be able to satiate her every need. So I practiced.
“He’s sleeping here?” I say in disbelief and then my lips rise. “Are you finally popping that cherry, Miss Rose Calloway?”
She looks like she wants to slap him. “Why are we dating?” “Because I asked you out and you said yes,” he tells her with a burgeoning smile. “And you’re madly in love with me.” “I never said such a thing.”
A year ago it would have been another man in her arms. Oh, how far we’ve come.
On impulse, I place my hand right over top of the glass before he can pour anything into it. My heart beats loudly in my chest. His eyes darken. “So you can’t even have a fucking drink with me now?” My throat feels like lead, but I manage to find my words just fine. “It’ll make me sick. I’m on meds.”
“Sit,” my father sneers. “I’ll go get a piece of paper. I don’t think I can write a contract on the back of a check.”
At least I know he loves me more, but really, that’s not a very high achievement.
“I could try,” he says, eyes alight with interest. “What is it?” And I just let it out. “She’s a sex addict.”
“Maybe she’s just a slut,” my father says, clearly ignoring me. “Ever think of that?
“If the tabloids found out—” I start, but it’s his turn to interrupt me. “Lily would be in the tabloids, being called names that you don’t like.” “What about Fizzle?” “It would suffer, and because you’re linked with her, so would Hale Co.” He rises from his chair. “Let’s find the bastard.”
I think both Lo and I can agree that it’s overly fun trying to make his brother uncomfortable. I have yet to be successful. But one day, I’ll figure out what makes Ryke Meadows squirm.
“We have a no-sex policy on this flight.” “For you.” He gives me a stern look, and then his eyes float over my shoulder.
Or maybe I just really want to hear it or something. No, I don’t. Okay, I miss porn way too much.
I have seen Ryke throw a punch. First to protect me when some guy didn’t understand the word no, and then to protect Daisy at an out of control New Year’s Eve party. In fact, the only time I’ve ever seen him be aggressive is when women are treated badly.
His eyes flicker to Lo and me as he delivers the last line. The bottom of my stomach drops down and down and down. I can’t have sex.
Have fun sucking cock in Cancun. – Unknown
