All the doctor did was nod. After a moment, he picked up his cup of tea and took a sip. I leaned back on the sofa, linking my fingers and placing my hands on my stomach. Peace filled me then, and I spent the rest of that session swimming in the peace I had found.
And the doctor allowed that. When the eighth hour had passed, he got up and stretched. “Well, it seems it’s time for you to be going back home, August. I’ll see you back here tomorrow morning at nine.”
I sat up, and then it hit me. Tawny was waiting for me outside!
Jumping up, I hurried to my room to change into the clothes I’d come there in before hurrying out the front doors. And there was my black town car, and Max stood by the back door, waiting for me. “Max!” I shouted as I made long strides to get to the car.
“Hello, Mr. Harlow. Nice to see you again,” my driver greeted me.
“Nice to see you too, Max,” I said as I shook his hand.
He opened the door, and there sat Tawny. She had on a beige trench coat, her auburn hair braided and pulled over her left shoulder, and a huge, welcoming smile on her face. “Miss me?” she asked coyly.
Sliding into the backseat, I gathered her into my arms and kissed her. I didn’t even notice that Max had closed the door—she’d captivated me, engulfed me, took me over completely.
The car began moving, jolting me back to reality. I pulled my mouth from hers to look at her. “God, you’re real, not a dream, right?”
She nodded and pulled the belt on the coat, letting it fall open and revealing a pleasant surprise. “I thought I’d make things very easy for you, August.”
“Oh, baby!” Pushing her back on the bench seat, I ran my hands all over her beautiful and very naked body. My mouth followed my hands and soon I was kissing her cunt, licking her hot folds and pecking her clit with soft kisses. She tasted like home, and my hunger only grew.
Her fingers ran through my hair as I ate her with a ferociousness that didn’t abate. She came quickly, and I eagerly lapped up everything I could until my cock could take no more.
Hastily, I undid my jeans, pushing my briefs down to release my dick. Not bothering with anything else, I moved my body over hers and thrust into her. Our combined groans filled the back of the car. We weren’t holding back, and Max might’ve even heard, but I couldn’t have cared less.
Fucking her with everything I had, she was coming again in record time, but I wasn’t about to end things so soon. It had been two long weeks since I’d been with her and I had every intention of making this last.
Pushing one of her legs back until her foot was next to her ear, I went at her harder, all the while kissing her neck. Her body quivered as I devoured her, her moans never ending as I took her.
“August!” she cried out, shuddering with another orgasm.
“Give it to me, baby,” I growled in her ear as her cunt contracted all around my aching cock.
But I still wasn’t ready to give in to my climax just yet. Lifting myself off her, I removed the coat from her shoulders, leaving her naked. I moved her still shaking body, putting her on her knees on the open expanse of the floor. Her round ass was begging for my kiss, and I leaned down, pecking the soft skin as I ran my hands over it.
My cock still ached to fill her, so I shoved back into her as I held her by the waist, slamming into her so hard you could hear my balls as they slapped her ass. With her in that position, I was buried deep. When she came this time, I had no choice but to join her. We made some terribly magnificent sounds as our bodies shuddered with our releases.
The car was slowing to a stop, and only then did I realize we were home. “Where’s Calum?” I asked as I looked at the front door.
Tawny scrambled to get the coat back on as I stuffed my cock back into my jeans. “He’s with your sister. I took him over there before coming for you.”
A grin pulled my lips to one side. “So, we have some time then?”
“All night,” she told me with a sexy grin. “If that’s okay with you?”
“I miss him, don’t get me wrong, but I can’t do what I want to with you if he’s around, can I?” I got out of the car and turned to pick her up, carrying her inside. Straight up the stairs I went, taking her to my bedroom.
As soon as I placed her feet on the floor, she dropped her coat and began undressing me. Pulling my t-shirt off, she ran her hands all over my chest. “I’ve missed these muscles.” Her mouth moved over my pecs, grazing my flesh, leaving hot trails in her wake.
All the while her hands busily undid my jeans then pushed them along with my underwear to the floor. I stepped out of my sneakers and kicked away the rest, naked and happy to feel her skin against mine.
When she went to her knees in front of me, I stopped her. “The shower.”
Standing up, she led the way to the bathroom while I followed, admiring the view. Her ass swayed with each step she took, and my mouth watered to taste her again.
She started the large tiled shower with jets everywhere. Warm water fell over us like a waterfall, and she went to her knees again, taking my hard cock into her hands and licking the tip of it until I couldn’t take it any longer. “Put it in your mouth.”
She smiled up at me, water dripping down her face, then put my cock into her hot mouth, sucking me off. I held her head, moving her the speed I needed. Watching her head bob as she took me all the way in, I found it hard to breathe. It was the most arousing thing I’d ever seen, and I was mesmerized by the sight. I closed my eyes as the climax began, starting up deep inside of me before rolling throughout my entire body. I shot hot cum down her throat as I groaned.
Her mouth left my cock, and she looked up and swallowed before filling her mouth with water. She rose, and I grabbed the back of her neck, kissing her. Even though she’d drunk water, cleansing her mouth, I could still taste the saltiness of my cum on her tongue.
The kiss grew in intensity, making my cock hard again. Lifting her up, I put her legs around my waist, plunging back into her. Using the tiled wall to help me hold her in place, I fucked her again.
Over and over, I pounded into her as my kiss kept her moans quiet. As soon as her body began quaking around my cock, I came, too. Moving my mouth away from hers, I kissed her neck as we caught our breaths.
Her nails had dug into the flesh of my back, and she eased her grip on me. “August, is this what I can expect every time you come home from a therapy session?”
“I don’t know about that. I’m pretty sure this is just from being away from you for two weeks. But we’ll see.” I washed her body with strawberry scented body wash, and she washed mine with the musky body wash she liked me to use, then I took her to my bed.
I had no idea if we’d even stop long enough to eat. My body craved hers, and it seemed like hers craved mine, too. So, why not give in to what we both wanted so desperately?
There are worse ways to spend one’s time.
Chapter 27
Tawny
I’d fallen asleep in August’s bed as he’d completely worn me out. His hand on the back of my neck woke me up abruptly. He gripped it tightly, and then his knee was in the middle of my back. His words were slightly slurred, growled out near my ear, “How did you get in here?”
“August, it’s me, Tawny,” I said with a stern tone. “You need to wake up now.”
But he didn’t seem to hear what I’d said as he continued to hold me, calling out to someone who wasn’t there. “Jones, get the zip ties. I don’t know how this bastard got in here, but he’s our prisoner now.”
“August, please,” I shouted. “It’s me, Tawny. Wake up!”
There were bottles of water on both nightstands, all I had to do was reach one, and I could wake him up. But unfortunately for me, I’d fallen asleep on my stomach, and I was helpless as he pinned me to the bed.
August pulled my hands back, his fingers moving over my wrists as he pretended to use a zip tie to bind my hands together. And that’s when I saw my chance. He’d think my hands were boun
d, but they wouldn’t be.
Not struggling at all, I let him pick me up, putting me on my feet. He looked past me, as though talking to someone as his hands held my shoulders. “Get him out of here.”
He removed his hands from my arms, and that’s when I grabbed the bottle of water, rapidly taking the lid off and squeezing it. A stream of water hit him right in the eyes, and he moved his hands quickly to deflect it.
But it had done its job, and when he moved his hand, I saw that he’d come back to reality. “Tawny?”
“August,” I put the bottle down, released my pent-up breath, and hugged him.
“What’d I do?” his voice was so quiet I barely heard him. His hold on me so tight that I could feel the uneasiness filling him.
“You didn’t hurt me. You just thought I was the enemy and had snuck into your bed, I think. Everything’s okay now. Come on, we can get back into bed now.” His hands moved through my hair, sending a chill through me as he continued to hold me.
“Tawny, I’m taking you to your room now.” In one swift movement, he had me up in his arms, carrying me away.
That was the last thing I wanted. “August, it’s okay. You didn’t hurt me.”
“Not this time I didn’t. But what happens the next time? There’s no way of telling, Tawny. I’m putting you where you’ll be safe.” He walked to my room and opened the door, placing me on the bed. “Good night. I love you.”
My heart was breaking. “August, I’ll be okay. Please, let me sleep with you.”
“No,” came his one-word response. Then he walked out, making sure to lock my door before he closed it.
The pain and frustration I felt couldn’t be tamed. I ended up getting up and taking a shower to try to ease the tension that had filled me. It wasn’t fair. I had a man who I loved, and he loved me, yet we couldn’t sleep together because he was afraid he’d hurt me in his sleep.
How could this be fixed?
I had no idea, and as I stood in that hot shower, I knew that wasn’t the way I wanted to live. But I’d made August a promise. I’d told him I would always be there for him, that I’d never turn my back on him.
But how could I be true to myself, too?
When I climbed back into the king-sized bed, I pulled the blankets up to cover my naked body. Sadness took over and I got out of bed, leaving my room to go to his. My plan was to sneak into his bed—hopefully nothing would happen, and then I could show him that things would be okay if we slept together.
When I tried to turn his doorknob, I found he’d locked it. Turning around, I went back to my bed. My heart pounded, my head hurt, and I felt something draining away inside of myself.
I couldn’t live this way, and I knew it.
Going back to my bed, I tried to decide what I should do. I had to do something.
But what?
Sometime in the night, I’d finally drifted back to sleep. When I woke up, I found it was after ten a.m., and August had already gone to his therapy session. I called my old landlady to see if that garage apartment was still available. I was glad to find she hadn’t rented it out to anyone yet and would be happy to have me back.
After getting dressed, I drove over to Leila’s to pick up Calum. There was no hiding anything from her—she saw sadness written all over my face. “Tawny, what’s wrong?”
“I’m moving out,” I let her know.
She took my hand, pulling me inside. “We have to talk.”
I let her pull me inside, and then she led me into a quiet place in her busy home. She sat me down on a chair and took the one across from me. “I know you probably don’t understand why I have to leave him, Leila.”
“Did something happen last night? Did he hurt you again?” she asked, knowing that was a great concern of ours.
“No, and that’s why I have to leave. I’m so damn frustrated, Leila, you have no idea.” I felt the tears begin to sting the backs of my eyes and looked around for something to dry them with.
Leila was already ahead of me, handing me a tissue. “Here, use this. Now tell me what’s got you so frustrated that you think moving out of August’s is the only answer.”
“He won’t let me sleep with him!” the words burst out of my mouth, and then I was crying some more.
“Because he’s afraid he’ll hurt you, Tawny.” I could see her shaking her head through blurry, tear-filled eyes. “If you truly love my brother, you’ll have to understand that things aren’t going to be completely normal for a while, or possibly never. It’s just what comes with the man.”
“Leila, it hurts so much when he locks me out like that. He actually locked me out of his room last night—but that’s not even fully what I mean. I just want to help him, but his solution seems to be to just block me out, mentally and physically. It’s agonizing. You have no idea how much it hurts.” Blowing my nose, I tried to get a handle on my emotions. Crying hadn’t done me any good so far, so I might as well stop.
“I have some idea. My husband works out of town more than he’s home. I have more lonely nights in our bed than ones with him in it.” She looked out the window as her expression turned melancholy.
“I know you’re lonely, Leila. But your husband’s not in the same house as you, forcing you to sleep in a different room each night. It’s different. I was okay when August was at the treatment facility. But with him home, I can’t take it.” Getting up, I paced back and forth in front of the window. “I love him—adore him. But I can’t take him pushing me away each night. It’s just too hard. I don’t know if we’ll ever be able to live in the same house together like this, so I think I need to take some time to figure things out.”
“You’re right,” she said, as she nodded. “Maybe you’re not the right girl for him then. I don’t know if there will ever be a right girl for my brother.” Her legs crossed as she tapped her chin, thinking about something. “August has seen so much. Been through so much. Maybe he’s broken beyond repair and will just have to deal with living his life alone.”
Listening to her talk about him that way made my heart pound. “I don’t believe he’s broken beyond repair. I never said that. The fact is he’s making progress. He didn’t hurt me last night. I was able to douse him with water, and he came around very easily. I handled the situation just fine, but then he went and took me to a different room anyway. He wouldn’t listen to a thing I said.”
“Not my brother,” she said with a smile. “Are you calling him strong-willed, tenacious, stubborn—a man who thinks he and he alone knows what’s best?”
She knew the man alright. “So, what am I to do about that? Tell me, please. I want to know.”
“This is just a road block, Tawny. Sure, maybe things aren’t working out as perfectly as you’d hoped, but this might be the way it has to be—for now anyway. Don’t let one small deviation from your dream stop you from experiencing this thing you and he have together.” She got up, coming to me, then her arms were around me, hugging me. “I know it’s hard. Life is hard. It’s hard for August, you, me, my husband—everyone in some way or another. Don’t let frustration end what you two have. Learn to accept the things that come along with loving a man who has some problems.”
“I just feel like this has already hurt me so much—how will I feel after years of this? It’s like I lose a little piece of my heart every time he shuts me out,” I admitted. “Eventually there will be nothing left.”
“You feel that way because you love him. Leaving him will only make that loss and hurt so much bigger. For both of you.” Leila let me go and walked away from me, leaving me alone in the room.
Leaning against the wall near the window, I eased my body down until I was sitting on the hardwood floor. My head still ached, my stomach had an enormous knot in it, and my heart pounded.
I’d never felt so terrible in my entire life. But I knew what I had to do.
Chapter 28
August
Taking a break to eat some lunch, I found Natasha sitting at our table a
lone. No one else from our ragtag group had come into the cafeteria yet. Her eyes were red from crying. “So, have you had a rough morning with therapy?”
Her blue eyes glistened with unshed tears. “He left me, August. I went home last night, and my husband and our kids were gone. He left me a note, saying he couldn’t handle this anymore.” She burst into tears, and I quickly got up to go hug her.
“Natasha, everything’s going to be okay. If he really left you, he’s not worth your tears anyway,” I tried to comfort her.
“What about my kids?” she wailed.
Feeling sorry for her and knowing the cafeteria was no place for her to be breaking down like this, I helped her up and took her to my doctor’s quarters, vacant during the lunch hour. At least she could break down in private.
“The kids can be sorted out. I’m sure you can get custody of them. Are you okay, financially speaking?” I asked her.
“No,” she cried. “I don’t have anything coming in since I left the marines. He’s been bringing in all the money since then. And when I went to swipe my card at the ATM, I found out my card had been canceled. He’s left me without a damn thing, the fucking bastard!”
I had no idea why a person would do such a thing. But then again, I knew bad shit happened all the time.
“I’m sure things will work out,” I tried to calm her down. “I’ll hire a divorce lawyer for you. He’ll get things straightened out before you know it. It’s not legal what he’s doing to you, and we can stop some of it from happening.”
She threw her arms around my neck “August, thank you, thank you so much. How can I ever repay you?”
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