“Hello, everyone,” I said with a strong upper chin. “I’m sorry if I’m late. I overslept.”
“That’s perfectly fine, dear,” said Mrs. Renshaw. “Come, sit.”
I sat across from Daemon since it was the furthest from him I could get, but I regretted it the moment he made eye contact with me. Josh stood up and walked around the table just for a kiss on my cheek and a morning greeting.
“So, this is the infamous Sophie Precourt,” said Daemon, stuffing another piece of roll into his mouth.
He stood up and reached across the table for my hand. I awkwardly looked around at the others,and they were all waiting for me to be polite and take his hand. When I did, he slipped his fingers along my palm and held me firmly, causing a shiver to run along my arms.
“I have to say, you did well, little bro.”
“I think so.” Josh’s face beamed with pride. “Sophie, this is my brother, Daemon. Daemon, Sophie.”
“I feel like we’re family already,” he said sheepishly.
The entire morning was awkward as I dodged flirtatious glances from Daemon and thwarted his foot away from my leg under the table. By the time I stood up to leave, my underwear were soaked,and my palms were sweaty.
“We should go out tonight, the three of us.” Daemon pushed himself between Josh and I as we walked out to the sidewalk, his arms going around our shoulders.
“I don’t know,” I said, hoping Josh followed my lead. “We have so much to do to get ready for the wedding.”
“Well, since I’m here to help, you won’t have as much to do. Tonight, we celebrate!”
“Sounds good to me,” chimed Josh.
“Great,” he growled, pulling me in closer.
What was I doing? I needed to tell Josh about his brother. As soon as Daemon climbed on his motorcycle and left the country club, I had the perfect opportunity. Josh’s parents were still inside,and we were alone while we waited for his car. But I didn’t say a word.
Chapter 5
I faked sick to get out of the night on the town with Josh and Daemon, thanking God that I did after seeing how bad Josh looked the next morning. I fed him water and Gatorade with medicine and lots of salty french fries. As soon as he fell asleep again, I left. In fact, I made myself scarce from being around Josh and his family as much as I could, planning most of the wedding by phone and doing a lot of the running around. I still thought about Daemon when I was alone in the shower, or late at night in my bed, but the desire was fading,andas long as I steered clear of him, I would be fine, or that’s what I kept telling myself.
“He’s going back to wherever he came from after the wedding. I just need to get through until then,” I told my best friend on the phone. I plopped down on my bed and closed my eyes as Jessica talked to me.
“I can’t imagine having to deal with that. You know how sexual I am with Brantley. We do it everywhere, and every chance we get. How you are still a virgin is beyond me. And now you have to deal with Josh’s older, sexy, bad boy brother?”
“I know. It’s not easy, especially when he gets so close. He smells so damned good, and the way he looks at me….”
“You’re doing it again.”
“Ugh!” I slammed my fists down on the mattress.
“Do you have to be around him?”
“I’ve been doing a good job avoiding everyone,but Josh is insisting that I stay in the guest house the night before our wedding. He is having a full make-up staff ready and at my beck and call.”
“Are you going to?”
“I don’t see how I can get out of it. It sort of puts me in the middle of everything, and if Daemon knows I’m there….”
“Do you want me to comestay with you? We can have a girls night in.”
“Oh, could you?”
“Of course! I’m your maid of honor. I’d do anything for you. I’ll stay with you and keep you safe from all of the big bad penises coming to get you.”
I giggled at her rendition of the situation. “Thank you, Jess. You’re the best. I just don’t want to be put in an awkward position where I’ll have to turn him down. I love Josh,and the last thing I want is for him think there is something between his brother and me.”
“I completely understand that.”
“Thank you for letting me vent about this. I’ve tried talking to Josh, but I just don’t know how to bring it up.”
“He’s too close to the situation anyway. It’s probably best you don’t say anything. It’s not like you fucked Daemon or anything.”
Just the sound of it made my insides quiver.
The night before our wedding, I packed an overnight bag and nervously drove to the guest house behind Josh’s parent’s house. It was oddly quiet,so I snuck around to the back and parked. When I got settled, I unzipped my wedding dress and pulled it from its bag. Holding it up to my body, I went into the bedroom and looked in the full-length mirror, proud of where my life was headed.
“Tomorrow, you will be Mrs. Sophie Renshaw.”
I loved the sound of my new name but felt a twinge of guilt when I realized Daemon’s name was also Renshaw.
“Mrs. Joshua Renshaw.”
A knock on the door startled me,and I walked into the living room, stopping halfway. My heart rate quickened,and I clutched my dress to my chest when the door opened. Josh walked in and smiled when he saw me.
“Josh!”
I ran back into the bedroom and threw my dress on the bed. He met me at the bedroom doorway and looked at the dress.
‘You’re not supposed to see it before the wedding! Stop!”
“Oh, that’s just a bunch of superstitious stuff. You should put it on and let me see you in it.” He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. “I bet you look hot.”
“Well, you’ll have to wait to find out tomorrow when I walk down that aisle.”
“Mmm, I can’t wait to make you my wife. I’ve missed you so much.”
“Only one more day, then we’ll be together so much you’ll get sick of me.”
“I doubt that will ever happen.”
His arms around me made me feel safe, comfortable. “I love you,” I said, looking up at him. “But, you have to go. Jessica will be here soon,and we have a ton to do.”
I pushed him out of the bedroom and toward the front door.
“Are you making me leave?”
“I am.”
I planted a hard kiss on him and opened the door.
“I will see you when I walk down that aisle tomorrow.”
“Okay,” he pouted. “I’ll go if I must.”
“Sweet dreams, sweet man.”
I closed the door and watched as he walked back toward the main house.
“Speaking of, where are you,Jessica?”
I called her phone and left her a text message,andfinally, after I was about to give up, my phone received a text. It was from Jessica’s phone, but it was not from her.
Jessica has become indisposed this evening. She apologizes but will not be able to assist you in your time of need. She will see you first thing tomorrow. Good luck and congrats. Brantley.
“Great,” I said, throwing my phone down on the bed. “While I’m imprisoned here, she’s having amazing sex with her boyfriend.”
I pulled the bottle of wine I picked up to celebrate with her and opened it, plopping down on the couch and turning on the television. It only took a couple of glasses,and I was out cold.
Chapter 6
I woke up the next morning still on the couch. I stood up and stretched, feeling really good. I made it through without any problems from Daemon and now it was time to get ready to become Josh’s wife. I threw Jessica a text to find out when she was meeting me before turning on the shower.
Be there around eleven. I have a few last minute errands to do.
Sounds good. See you then.
A short but sweet text from Josh came through right after Jessica’s,and it made me smile.
I can’t wait to see you. Two o�
�clock can’t get here fast enough.
I took an extra long shower then wrapped my towel around me and went into the kitchen to make coffee. When the aroma filled the air, there was a knock on the door. I smiled and danced through the living room.
“It’s not two o’clock yet,” I said as I opened the door.
My heart fell into my stomach when I saw Daemon standing there.
“No, it’s not.”
“Daemon,” I breathed.
I threw my arms over my chest and pulled the door toward me.
“Good morning.”
“What do you want?”
He inhaled deeply and looked past me. “A cup of that delicious smelling coffee to start. How about you invite me inside?”
His voice was so smooth.
“I, can’t do that.”
“Why not? You can’t control yourself around me?” he asked, leaning toward me.
“Excuse me?”
He was right, but who was I to let him think so?
“You’re going to be my sister-in-law in less than six hours. You should know that I’m quite the jokester.”
“Funny. Listen, I really have to start getting ready.”
He pushed the door open and walked past me with no regard to what I had said.
“What the hell are you doing?”
He disappeared into the kitchen, leaving me holding the door. I closed it when I heard coffee cups clinking together,and I ran into the kitchen.
“Daemon. This isn’t a good idea.”
He held two cups of freshly poured coffee up and cocked his head. “Coffee is always a good idea, especially with a little kick.”
He set one down across the counter and pulled a flask from his pocket. He poured a little in my cup and a good amount in his before taking a sip. I slowly approached the counter and picked up my coffee cup, walking back into the living room. I pulled the curtain back and looked out toward the main house.
“Josh had to go to the reception hall. Something about straightening out some issues before the wedding.”
He stood so close behind me I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. When his hands moved up my arms, I knew I needed to say something and shut him down before it was too late. I could already feel an arousal between my legs.
“Daemon. You should go,” I whispered, knowing it was pointless to try and resist him.
“You are about to marry the only guy you have ever been with,” he whispered, kissing my shoulder. “You even downgraded your college career to be with him.” He kissed closer to my neck.
“How do you know that?”
“Once you’re married, I know you’re the kind of woman who will be faithful to my little brother until you take your last breath.” He bent forward and kissed me underneath my ear. “Now tell me, don’t you want to do just one thing that’s completely reckless and wild before you say your vows?”
I slammed my eyes closed and opened my mouth to tell him to leave, but he had seized my coffee and turned me around before I could utter a word. His fingers pushed through my wet hair,and he grabbed a fistful, pulling my head back. I winced as his other hand cupped my face.
“Maybe you could even show him a few things in the bedroom,” he teased before consuming my lips with his. He stole my breath and my ability to think straight. He pushed his tongue past my lips and into my mouth,and I tasted the whiskey and coffee spread across my tongue.
His arms wrapped around me and he hoisted me up off the floor, carrying me into the bedroom.
“I can’t do this,” I said, wrapping my arms around him.
I felt defeated, yet excited. He kissed me hard as he went through the doorway. I didn’t feel the floor under my feet again until we got to the edge of the bed. As he lay me down on the mattress, a panic seized me as I felt the material of my wedding dress underneath me. My wedding dress! My white wedding dress! I wasn’t worthy of wearing it. I wasn’t worthy of being Josh’s wife. I was about to lose my virginity to my fiancée’s brother on my white wedding dress!I struggled to get up, but he grabbed my arms and pinned me to it, grinning and shaking his head.
“This is wrong,” I said, picking my head up. The sting of tears filled my eyes.
“It’s just a dress,” he said, burying his head in the crook of my neck. He kissed me hard, and bit at my skin. I could barely catch my breath,and my body quivered uncontrollably. It wasn’t right in any instance, but his carefree attitude made it okay in my head.
“Why can’t I get you out of my head,” he growled. “You’re so fucking beautiful; I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you.”
All I could do was breathe hard and fast, and watch his eyes soak up my body as he leaned away from me. He loomed over me, his fingers caressing the swells of my breasts from the top of my towel. He leaned down and kissed me there, loosening my towel and peeling it away, leaving me completely exposed to him. He growled before crushing me with his weight, his tongue pushing into my mouth. I felt his hands glide down my sides and push between us once he got to my hips. His hand cupped the entire area between my legs and his fingers pushed into me, stopping once they were deep inside me. My head was dizzy.
“Breathe, Sophie.” He planted small kisses on the side of my face, trailing them down my neck to my breasts. “I want you to enjoy this as much as I’m going to.”
He twirled his tongue around my hardened nub and sucked it into his mouth while his fingers withdrew and pushed back into me.
“Do you like that, Sophie?”
I nodded, taking a deep breath to try and slow this roller coaster down. I grabbed the bed with my hands and realized it was my dress as he fingered me faster, his thumb rolling over my clit.
“Do you trust me?”
I didn’t but I nodded anyway. I didn’t want him to stop.
He climbed off the bed and peeled his black t-shirt off over his head. I could only stare, my chest heaving up and down as he unbuckled his belt and pulled it from the loops.
“Give me your hands,” he said, staring deep into my eyes.
I trembled and picked my hands up off the mattress, holding them up. My head was screaming to pull them back as he wrapped his belt around them, securing them together. He crawled to the headboard and buckled his belt to a post over my head, leaving me completely defenseless and at his mercy. He climbed back off the bed and unbuckled his blue jeans, pulling them off his legs with his boots.
“Why are you smiling like that?” I asked, my voice shaking.
“Just admiring my work.”
He slid his boxers off and crawled up over me, hovering over me while he studied my body.
“You’re work?”
“I think you are going to be my greatest conquer yet.”
I closed my eyes in defeat. “I don’t want to be just a notch on your bedpost, Daemon.”
“You’re not a notch, sweetness.” He crawled up next to me and caressed my body. “You are a complete bedroom overhaul.”
I wasn’t convinced and he knew.
“Do you want me to complicate things and tell you I’m in love with you? Tell you I can’t continue until I have you?”
“Are you?”
He didn’t answer me, but I knew. A man like Daemon doesn’t fall in love. He conquers.
“Tell me to stop,” he said, staring at me.
I felt his hands between my legs and my chin quivered.
“Tell me right now that you don’t want me to fuck you, and I’ll put my clothes back on, take my belt off your wrists that have you bound and helpless to me, and I will leave.” He trailed the tip of his tongue along my jawline before pulling back.
All I could do was shake my head.
“You don’t want to tell me to leave, do you,sweetness?”
I shook my head again.
“Hmm. This puts us in a situation then, doesn’t it?”
He lowered himself down on his elbows, his mouth only inches from my ear. He surrounded my breast with his hand and toyed with my n
ipple, whispering to me, “Tell me you want me to fuck you, and I will.”
My breath caught. I tried to stretch up toward him to kiss him,buthepulled away just enough, grinning his devious grin.
“Tell me.”
“Why are you toying with me, Daemon?”
The mere sound of his name on my lips was enough to make that reckless and wild feeling flare up.
“Because you need this,” he said, kissing me hard. “You are too controlled in your life.” He trailed his mouth down my neck. “Everything carefully laid out before you,” he mumbled while he flicked my nipple with his tongue. “College, marriage, white picket fence, two point five kids, dog.” He moved back up to my face and smiled. “You need me in your life, or at least in your memory when you’re sitting down to have your morning coffee before rushing the kids out the door to school.”
I could only stare at him, feeling like a complete amateur as he pulled at my strings. I pulled at the belt that bound me, wanting to slap him, or kiss him, or force him inside me.
“Say it,” he growled. “I. Want. You. To. Fuck me.”
I shuddered and swallowed hard.
“I want you… to fuck me, Daemon.”
“Your wish is my command.”
He buried his hands underneath me and picked my bottom up off the bed before pushing the head of his cock into my opening. He stopped before he entered me and smiled as he looked into my eyes like he was enjoying the moment before deflowering me. He gripped my hips,and I held my breath.
He pushed himself toward me,and I felt my pussy stretch open like a tight rubber band. I concentrated on his lips until I felt pain. He stopped only for a moment before thrusting into me until he couldn’t get his groin any closer to mine. He moved back and forth his hands still gripping my hips. He reached up and unhooked the belt, releasing my hands.
“You’re too tense. Relax your body. Allow the pleasure to penetrate you, sweetness.”
I took a big breath and relaxed my muscles,burying my hands in his hair, and the pleasure swirled with the pain I felt. It was beginning to feel good, really good. I moved my hips with hisand he lowered himself on top of me. He smelled so good like leather mixed with gasoline, and he moved his body against mine like I was his motorcycle and he was on a long ride, picking up the speed and grunting into each push he penetrated me with. I opened my legs wider, panting and moaning as he fucked me. My arousal wrapped around me and seeped into every fiber of my being, fueling an orgasm that was building deep inside me.
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