“A part of me is filled with nerves as I watch, but the other part, the thrill of watching you, makes my panties wet.” Her breathing is picking up as well but for different reasons.
“Come here.” There is no room for her noncompliance.
“I’m always here,” Kelsey says as she reaches me and places her small hand on my shoulder. Bending my neck, I kiss her hand.
“I know.” Focusing on her eyes, I say, “Straddle me.” For a split-second, I think she’s shocked by my request, but she’s not, even as I add, “naked.”
Without another thought, she strips before me. My mouth runs dry as a fuckin’ desert before she throws those sexy legs over me, her core hovering right over mine. “Let’s go for a ride.” I hum against her neck before placing a kiss on her soft skin.
Kelsey’s legs hug around my waist as she holds on and my hands squeeze the handlebars to try and keep me in line. It’s not hard to balance with her on the bike as well; she’s small but has curves in all the places I need.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
I’m getting restless and hard as a damn rock while Kelsey places loving kisses across my skin.
“Can I ride you while you’re ridin’ your bike?” Her voice is tight with passion.
“You can have whatever the hell you want, Kelsey.” Her fingers work to undo the button of my jeans. When she’s freed me, I hear a sigh of relief from her as she takes my hard length in her hand and starts moving up and down. “Fuckkk, baby.” A hiss escapes and the bike wavers for a moment before I right us by placing my feet on the ground.
“I’m going to put you inside of me now. When I do, we’re going to feel whole because we’re right where we belong, finally … Okay?” My dick grazes over her clit before pressing inside her. “Pedal.” A soft moan tumbling from her lips, I begin to move inside her as the bike moves us at a slow pace. Kelsey rides me while we make our way back and forth over the flat bottom of the ramp. I never really hit the curve; I’m just riding.
“You feel so damn good.” With every lift of my knees to pedal, I move deeper inside her.
“Yes,” she coos, “I need to take up BMX.”
A rough laugh falls out of my mouth. Only under one rule, ”The only way you’re getting close to another bike is if it’s under me.” Laying her head between my neck and shoulder, we ride the ramp at the slowest pace I’ve ever done.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
Gripping the handlebars, I stop us once we’re in the center of the wood. Thrusting my hips up, she hisses, “Park!” and grips her arms tighter around my neck. My lips assault hers in a deep fight for the lust she has buried inside her, but all that’s drawn out is the love. It surrounds me like a fog, seeping into every crevice, intoxicating me.
“Don’t ever leave me,” she whimpers just as affected as I am.
“Why would I?” Now that I have her, I’m never letting go. She’s finally admitted her feelings, and there’s no turning back.
“Everyone always does.”
“You’re mine, sweetness. No getting rid of me. You hear me?” My fingers graze the skin of her chin and her eyes rise to meet my gaze. “Tell me.”
“I crave you, Park. You’re all I think about, even on a bad day. I fuckin’ need you.” With her admission, I wrap my arms around her and start thrusting into her like it’s my last time.
Mine.
“Craving you is the best fuckin’ thing in my life, Kelsey. Best. Thing.” I’m deep inside her before I pause. And she gasps. “I love you, baby.” I begin moving again to the rhythm of my heart.
Fast and hard.
Kelsey
It’s been one week since Parker’s life was thrown off balance. The boys are both dealing with their emotions pretty well until Jamie came over last night and was blown up by the whole ‘you have a brother’ bomb. There was screaming, crying, and then silence that only family comfort can bring, helping mend themselves. Brealynn and I eavesdropped because, duh, we need to be in the loop. I was given the superpower of being as quiet as a mouse, so why not use it. Jamie was angry at first and then hurt that she has another brother out in the world. The boys are now worried about how she’ll lash out like she did after her mom died, so she’s staying here at the house.
Her drinking and disrespect reached high levels. Colt thinks it was Brea and I coming into her life that helped settle her, but us girls know it was Tim. So that brings out more worries. Are they on bad terms? Was it a clean break? Who knows … she won’t talk about it. Vibrating from my nightstand pulls me from my thoughts. It’s my mom. Great. Let’s chalk up some more drama onto my already full board.
“Hey, Mom.” I hope my sigh doesn’t sound as annoyed as I feel.
“Sorry I haven’t called you in a few weeks, but I’ve been busy online dating!” Can she sense an eye roll through the phone? I hope not. “I’ve met this man, Kelsey, and baby, let you tell you, he’s just the best thing!” Her excitement is causing my ears to perk up. Never have I heard this level from her before. “We’re in Vegas and just got married! I’m now officially Mrs. Andrew Montley.” Of course, she’d have to go to Vegas. I believe Texas has a law on the number of times you can marry. If so, she’s exceeded it.
“Mom …” My tone cautious.
“No. Before you start talking down to me, you listen. This isn’t like the other times. I can’t explain why that is or how, but I can just tell you I feel that he is who I’m supposed to be with. I should know- I’ve married enough.” Her laugh is dry, almost humorless at that comment. “Just a hopeless romantic looking for her soul mate. Knowing he’d show up one day and honey, he has.”
“Is that your daughter?” a voice in the distance says over the line. Mom confirms before I hear, “Tell her she’ll have to come to the house soon. We’ll have dinner and try to work out being a family. It’s about time you ladies had that.” My heart swells two more sizes at that comment.
“I’m sure she just heard you, darling, but I’ll inform her. Kelsey, he’s a good, honest man, and he loves me. I know it’s sudden, but when you know, you know, and we wanted to make it official. He knows everything about me, and despite it all, he loves me …”
“I’m happy for you.” My eyes are glassing over at the emotion in my mom’s voice. She’s searched so long for this man. “Really. When will you be home? Where will you live?”
“We’re honeymooning in Mexico for the next two weeks. Andrew has to be back in Dallas for a merger as soon as we land. He’s a lawyer for Montley, Trite, and Watson.” Wow. They’re a big name here in the Dallas metroplex.
“Honey, stop bragging about me and tell that daughter of yours that we shall see her soon, but I’d like some alone time with my wife,” the voice I now know as Andrew says playfully.
“Husband duties call. Did you hear that? Husband! Love you, Kelsey.”
“Mom, wait!” Sitting straight up in the bed with the phone tight to my ear.
“Yeah, honey?”
“I really am happy for you. See you when you get home. I love you.” Her sniff clears over the line, and when she replies, her voice is heavy with emotion.
“I love you, too. Bye.” Our line goes dead, and I’m staring at my white wall.
Finally, it seems, my mom has found love around the same time I have. Is this fate turning things in our favor now that we’ve let her in? Whatever it is, I’m so grateful. My mom and I have our arguments, but she’s always been a romantic sap, and that’s one of the main reasons I vowed to never be.
Never say never.
My phone vibrates again. This time with a text, and it startles me from my staring contest with the wall. The wall won. Bastard.
I love you. - Parker
The butterflies take off, fluttering through my stomach. It feels good to be loved by him.
I love you, too. Hurry home.
Walking up to Dad’s house now, just needed to hear from you. -Parker
Lean o
n each other and do what you have to do. Either way, when you get home, I’ll be here, still loving you.
Sweetness. -Parker
When I step in front of my dresser mirror, I’m still wearing the smile that last text gave me. With just that one word, he says a million. It’s like I can hear the low, needy rumble of his voice just by reading that one text. Knotting my hair up into a mess, I head downstairs to find Brealynn sitting with a tear-streaked face Jamie.
“You okay?” Padding my bare feet across the floor, I make my way over to the couch.
“I’m just worried about how today is going to play out. I mean what if Dad just cuts them completely out? They are that brand.”
“Exactly. He’d be an idiot to cut them out of TBX. They make it, not him. Everything will work out,” Brealynn assures her.
“He’s an idiot. Gah! I don’t even want to think about how Colt and Parker will react if things don’t work out for them today.”
“It will. Trust me on this.” If Mom and myself can be on the right track, then this will all work out. I have no doubt.
“And what about Blaine? I still haven’t met him …”
“Neither has Colt. They’re going to get TBX, and you’ll meet Blaine, and we’ll all be a happy family.”
“Ugh, you are totally into the fairy tale shit, aren’t you?”
“Yes. Bad.” Joking, kind of. Resting my butt on the arm of the couch, I add, “On another note, you need to spill your guts.” I look pointedly at Jamie.
“It’s the same problem without a different solution.”
“He knew that before you guys started messing around. What changed?”
“I stopped being fragile and began healing because of him. I swear the moment he no longer saw the pain in my eyes he distanced himself. Hell, half the time we were both trashed when we did hook up. I became too clingy, I guess, and it scared him, but the thought of my brothers finding out scared him more. Now, with all that’s going on … he for sure won’t be interested.”
“You need time to sort your life, Jamie. If you and he are meant to be, it’ll happen.” Listen to me. Brealynn’s knight in shining armor shit is rubbing off thick on me.
“Have you heard from them?” Jamie asks.
“Yeah … They’re probably arguing as we speak.”
The front door swings open, and Tim comes uninvited into the living room. All three of us girls look in that direction, but Tim’s eyes are on Jamie the whole time. “Colt told me last night. I tried to stay out of it, but I had to make sure you were okay.”
Jamie maintains her emotionless stare. “Don’t fool yourself into actually caring about me, Tim. It’s pointless.”
“Fuckin’ do care.” Tim’s tone has an angry edge to it before his eyes dodge from Jamie’s to ours as he finally takes in the fact other people are in the room as well. He clears his throat. “You guys are all my friends.” Nice cover, but it doesn’t work.
“That’s right, but this is a family matter.” She’s not tolerating anything from him today. It’s awkward for Brea and me.
“Jamie …” The feelings he has hidden for Jamie are showing through his plea.
“I tried to call you when I found out and you ignored my calls.” Her voice cracks exposing her.
“I didn’t know …”
“Exactly. Couldn’t even answer my phone call, Tim! I mean nothing to you anymore, so I’d appreciate it if you’d just leave right now.” Tim’s eyes widen toward us, and Jamie holds her hand up in a stop fashion. “They know everything, but it doesn’t matter anymore, does it?”
“It always mattered,” he mumbles as the door closes behind his retreating back and Jamie has fresh tears streaking her red cheeks. This is going to be a long afternoon, but my heart hurts for both Jamie and Tim. Life’s so complicated at times and souls don’t always find each other at the right time. I hope they can find their way back to one another because the chemistry is there; you can feel it pulled tight anytime they’re in the same room.
With a heavy sigh, Jamie rises from the couch and walks over to her bag. Rummaging through it, she pulls out a clear plastic box with many compartments. I see a few dozen colors in the container. Plopping back down on the couch with us and sitting Indian style, she confesses, “I used to make these all the time when I was little. It helps occupy my mind.” Opening the box, I see what looks to be little rubber bands.
“What is it?” Brealynn’s curious eyes watch Jamie.
“Looms. I make bracelets out of them. Wanna make one?”
“I suck at making things, but I’ll try.” I do. You should have seen me trying to work an easy bake. False advertisement if you ask me, there’s nothing easy about that little oven.
“Don’t worry. I’ll show you.”
“I want to make an orange and black one for Colt!”
“They won’t wear these!” I laugh. Seeing these guys sport these plastic bracelets would be priceless.
“So what. I still want to use his bike colors.” Brealynn pouts, and I laugh harder.
Jamie pulls out a clear plastic tool and a hook. She begins showing us how to loop the rubber and create the perfect fishtail look. My mind begins to focus on the task at hand and my stomach unknots with every loop.
Maybe this does help get your mind off the problem…
Parker
“It’s all true.” Our father has been patiently waiting for us to finish our spill of the events that led us into his office willingly.
“You bastard!” Colt shouts scooting up in the chair. “How could you do that to her?”
“Do that to her? I fuckin’ saved her! If I’d have left, hell, who knows, Parker may not even be here because your mom wouldn’t have been here. Do you understand that?” Our dad’s voice loses its anger toward the end of his statement. “I loved her.”
“Bullshit.” That’s my anger boiling over.
“Son, listen, it was a complicated time. It’s hard to know what the right choice was, but at that time, it had to be to keep your mother in the state of happiness she was in, living in reality and loving life with her boys. That’s what made her happy. Sure, we fought later on in the relationship, but it wasn’t all that it seems. Let me assure you, you don’t know what goes on behind closed doors nor do you want to know.”
“Are you tryin’ to say Mom had a hand in you being unfaithful?” Colt’s face is twisted in disgust.
“I wasn’t the only one who strayed from our marriage.” Our dad’s tone has a hard edge to it. “When Colt was younger, maybe twelve, I caught your mother with another man. She claims it was a moment of weakness, but it set everything else is motion, a domino effect. I loved Elaine and still do. Maybe I blamed your mother for getting pregnant, although it was just as much my fault, but the one person I wanted was unavailable. Your aunt refused to sneak behind your mother’s back. So I started seeing other women, many women. The moment Blaine visited is the moment that broke her, and I’ll take all the blame for that, boys. She didn’t know, and for good measure, I knew it would shatter her.” Rough and emotional, a sigh slips from him. “If I could fix this, if could take that pain away from you boys and rewrite things, I would. I’d do anything to make you happy. Just like I tried to do for your mom.”
“Give us TBX.” Colt jumps at the opportunity, and I sit there staring at our father. He’s aged a lot over the years. The brown eyes that once looked like mine have wrinkles in the corner with a matching frown line around his mouth. Remaining silent for what feels like hours, we hear a light rasp against the office door.
“Not now.” His tone firm, but the door opens anyway and Aunt Elaine stands before us.
“Now seems like as good of a time as any, Bryan.” I don’t miss the glimmer in his eye when she appears. He still loves her …
“We’re not going to tarnish the name of your mother. She was a wonderful woman who loved you kids with all of her heart. However, depression is a disease many don’t understand and fail to see the full picture.
Making irrational choices and doing whatever can keep the darkness at bay seems vital. Some of those choices were good … and some bad. I’m sorry you had to find out everything the way you did. Blaine informed me he spoke with you, Parker. That’s why I’m here. To help clear the air.”
“Don’t you think it would’ve been nice to know we have a brother out in the world?” The growl of my voice is strong, but my stance is weak.
“At the chance of breaking your mother and losing her? No. I stand by the choice I made for my son.”
“Can’t fuckin’ believe this.” Colt’s anger is vibrating off him in waves that begin crashing into me. Feeding off of each other.
“Watch your mouth! We’ve all been through enough. Your father and me included.”
"We want TBX.” Colt stands with his demand, hands clenching at the sides of his body.
“Can’t let you affect our life any more than you already have. TBX has always been ours, and it should be official.” Standing, I back Colt.
“You can’t come in here demanding -”
“It’s yours.” Silence creeps in and nearly suffocates the room. “Over the years all I wanted was for your mother to be happy, for us to be happy. I failed. So if giving you boys TBX will make you happy – done. We can set up all the legalities and make it official this week.”
“It seems this whole family has been chasing down happiness while it evades us at every turn. I truly hope this makes you happy and that you boys can find it in your hearts to see the love that was underneath all of the ugly. I hope with this, you catch it. Happiness that is.” Aunt Elaine is right. It does seem like we’ve been running down a winding road with the thought of catching a glimpse of the joy we see in others’ lives, mimicked in ours.
Dad looks tired and I see his age more today than ever. Rubbing his hands down his tired face, he looks directly at Colt and me. “I’ll stay on the TBX team. Just like we discussed would happen when you graduated college. I don’t want to fight with you boys anymore.”
“That works.” I’m eager to get out of this office and back to Kelsey, and it’s clear in my voice.
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