What Was Meant to Be

by Q.B. Tyler

“This is why I wanted to talk about this in private, where there was no chance of interruptions.” I lower my voice as I stand up. I reach my hand out for her and pull her to her feet, rubbing my thumb instinctively over her ring finger again. “I hate this here.” “Well, I hate that you left me, so we’re even.” She snatches her hand out of my hand. “You didn’t ask me to wait for you, Jacob and I’m tired of you insinuating that I should have. You told me to move on, so that’s what I did.”

“What I feel for you is deeper than love, Whitney.” Oh. He lies on his back and stares at the ceiling. “Devotion. Obsession.” He sighs. “Telling you I love you doesn’t seem to feel enough. The fact that I feel so out of control with need for you when I know I shouldn’t. I know it’s going to cause a catastrophic response and yet I don’t fucking care.” He turns his head toward me. “I just want you. I need you. I feel you underneath my skin every second. I felt you in every painful beat of my heart when we were apart.” I remember feeling something similar.

“You wish I’d just spit on your pussy, don’t you?” He leans forward. “Do it yourself.” “I don’t need to, I’m already wet,” I offer. I let out a whimper when my fingers ghost over my clit again, my body still humming from my last orgasm. “For me then.” He licks his lips. “I want to see it.” “I’m a lady, I don’t spit.” I raise my nose in the air in mock horrification.

He snorts and leans back again. “First of all, you do spit but that doesn’t mean you aren’t a lady. If I recall, you do all kinds of unladylike things in the bedroom with me. Or I’m sorry, maybe it’s considered ladylike to rim your Godfather in your parent’s bed.” My cheeks immediately heat, and I know I have to be bright red. “JP! Okay, one, YOU LIKED IT.” “Fucking loved it. And every other time you did it thereafter.”

“I’ve never felt about anyone the way I feel about you. I see it all with you, marriage, kids…” Her cheeks turn pink as her eyes light up. “I don’t know how I’m going to tell Kevin and Michelle.” I sigh. “But I want to keep you forever.”

“Please, daddy.”