Always Enough (Enough Series #2)

by Borel, Stacy

  I’d sat through one full episode of The Big Bang Theory when a knock sounded at the door. I grinned and got up from the couch and went to open it. When I did, Harper stood in front of me, dressed in a beautiful short white lace dress. Her sexy cowgirl boots made her tanned legs look even darker, and her long brown hair cascaded down her back in waves. She barely wore any make-up, and she was hands down the most gorgeous woman I’d ever seen.

  She was looking at me like I was a piece of meat, but there was also something behind those eyes that I couldn’t read. My dick was hard and straining against my jeans.

  “Hey, handsome,” she greeted, smiling.

  “Hey yourself. You look beautiful.”

  I reached forward to take her hand in mine, and her bag out of her other hand.

  “Come in, I’ll show you your room.”

  She walked past me, brushing her side against my front. I couldn’t help the groan that came out of my throat. Fucking hell, she smelled good. How was I going to keep my hands to myself when all I wanted to do was haul her over my shoulder and pin her to the bed?

  Oh my God, this man standing in front of me was delicious! Ky wore a pair of low-slung jeans with a plain white t-shirt. His hair was sticking up in every direction—as if he’d been running his hands through it. When I looked down I noticed his feet were bare. What was it about a man’s bare feet that turned me on? I had been reluctant to make the trip, even trying to talk myself into turning around the moment I boarded the plane earlier that morning, but the need to see Ky overwhelmed me. Now that he was here and I could reach out and touch him, I knew I’d made the right choice.

  Walking past him, I heard him moan as our bodies connected. I did it on purpose just to goad him. I wanted to remind him of how much he wanted me, like I did him. Plus I wanted to remind him that I had the vagina, so I held the power. There was no way I was going to make this trip a walk in the park for him. He said our relationship wasn’t based on sex. Well, I was going to prove to him that it was a very large part of it.

  “Wow, would you look at this place. My God, it looks bigger than my house!” I said, looking around.

  I heard Ky chuckle from behind me. He came up so close that I could feel the heat from his body. When he spoke, his breath tickled my ear. “It’s big … really big.”

  The innuendo wasn’t lost on me. Oh yeah, I was getting to him.

  Not turning around I said, “Mmmhmmm … just the way I like them. Is our room over here?”

  I moved down a short little hallway with three doors. Why were there three doors?

  “Your room is right over here,” he said, placing the emphasis on the word ‘your.’

  He opened the door to a very large bedroom that had a king sized bed with a white duvet, and some modern pieces of furniture that were black and silver. Off to the side there was another door that I assumed was a bathroom.

  “What do you mean mine? Aren’t we sleeping in the same bed?”

  His slow grin spread across his face.

  “Nope, I’m sleeping over there.” He pointed out of the still open door, and across the hall.

  “I don’t understand? Why are we sleeping in separate beds?”

  “You do know you’re even cuter when you’re confused.” He flicked my nose.

  As I stood there in front of him, it occurred to me that this was how he thought he’d keep control over the ‘situation’ … and by ‘situation’ I meant his dick. Oh silly man, he would be in for a rude awakening. Maybe I needed to give him a reason to regret this decision.

  “Hmmm … want to know something else that’s cute?” I asked, a slight purr in my voice.

  I stepped into him and I saw his Adam’s apple bob up and down. I was making him nervous—served the fucker right. Placing my hand up on his chest, I stood up on my tiptoes and spoke with my lips against his.

  “My mouth, Kyler … my mouth is really fucking cute.”

  With that I pressed my body flush with his and kissed him. I kissed him so deeply that I heard him growl into my mouth. My tongue shot past his teeth and stroked softly against his. He tasted like mint. Angling my head for a deeper kiss, my hand that rested on his chest traveled down his well-sculpted abs and found its way to the front of his pants. He was hard, long and thick, and fuck me if that didn’t make me lose my mind.

  After gripping him though, I quickly lost control of the situation. My hand on his dick made Kyler snap. He moved so fast that I didn’t know what was happening until he’d done it. Grabbing me by my waist, he hoisted me up so I was wrapped around him. He turned me around and pressed my back against the wall, and his pulsing erection pushed up against my aching body. Pulling back, I saw his eyes were dark and wanting. He wanted to fuck me right there, against the wall, and there was no mistaking that. With one of his hands under my ass, he brought his other up and pushed it into my mouth.

  “Suck.”

  It was a one-word command that caused a pool of wetness to form in my panties. I sucked his finger into my mouth and swirled my tongue as if it were his cock. Ky pulled his finger out of my mouth and dragged it down my chin, past my collarbone, before continuing the trail further south, leaving behind a trail of saliva from my mouth. I squirmed under his heated stare. Did I want him to do this? He was the one that had said he wanted to prove that our relationship was more than just sex, so why was he already caving if he was so intent on showing me that. And didn’t I just talk to Em about this as well? Hadn’t I come to the conclusion that I wanted to see if the relationship could be more, too?

  Those questions quickly fell by the wayside and I could only concentrate on the man in front of me when the hand that had been trailing down my body reached underneath my dress. He cupped my sex and I cried out at the much-needed contact.

  “Kyler, I want you.” I pressed my forehead against his, and whispered breathily.

  “I’ve got you, sweet girl.” His skilled fingers pushed aside my lace thong and slid in, touching my throbbing clit. “Christ, you’re soaked, Harper.”

  I bucked against his hand as he began to slowly stroke me, coating me with my own wetness. I was about to come undone when he suddenly pushed two fingers inside me.

  “Ahhh …!” I cried out.

  I’d been so close to climaxing, but this action started a whole new frenzy of need and desire deep in my belly. He plunged his long fingers in and out of me in a sure and steady rhythm. I knew he was hard, and I would have loved nothing more than to have him buried deep inside of me, but at that very moment, there was no way I would be able to move from this position, at least not until I came. Ky changed up his movement and curved his fingers, ensuring that he was hitting my sweet spot. It was all I needed, and I shot over the edge into oblivion. My body started to shake uncontrollably and I screamed. Ky covered my mouth with his own to muffle my cries while his fingers continued their assault.

  Coming down from the intense orgasm, I stayed pressed into his body, his fingers still inside of me. When my breathing settled, I looked up at him, and what I saw shocked me. His eyes, though still pools of desire, held a look of adoration. I watched him, sweat dripping down my temple, as he pulled his fingers from my sex. I quivered involuntarily. He smiled at me, and it made me feel so warm that I couldn’t help but smile back at him.

  “I’ve missed you,” he whispered. It came out so soft I almost didn’t hear him. But his eyes were on me and they were very intense.

  It was such a sweet and genuine thing to say that a small part of the wall around my heart started to crumble. But when he shifted I noticed that he was still very hard. I could feel his dick against my stomach and it made me feel a tingle down below. When I could stand on my shaky legs, Ky set me down.

  Still grinning at him I said, “I’ve missed you too, but I don’t believe we’re done yet.”

  I reached down to grasp his shaft in my hand but before I could, he grabbed me by my wrist.

  “No, Harper. That’s not what this was about.” He had taken a st
ep back, but was still holding me.

  I was confused again. First he told me we weren’t sharing a bed, then he finger-fucked me up against a wall, and now he’s not allowing me to touch him. What the hell?

  “Then what was it about?” I leveled my eyes at him, letting him feel the full force of my glare.

  He shook his head and scrubbed his hand down his face.

  “Jesus, I don’t know, Harper. You show up here wearing this dress looking all sexy. Then you walk in here like you own the place, and you came on to me. I thought I was giving you what you wanted.” He ran his hands through his hair, clearly frustrated. “I’m supposed to be resisting you here.”

  “Okay, so, why can’t I give you what you want?”

  “I already have what I want.”

  “Oh really, and what would that be?” I placed my hands on my hips.

  “I have you here in my hotel room, giving yourself to me.”

  He was so blunt with his words, and I was taken aback. How was it that he claimed all he wanted was me, when he so clearly wanted something else?

  “But you’re still turned on, Ky.”

  “Yeah, and? You’re pointing out the obvious, Harper, but I told you from the start that this trip was to show you that you mean more to me than just sex. And I do want more from you than just sex.”

  I wasn’t sure if I wanted more, but I knew that I wanted to try to have more with him. I was willing to give him that much.

  “Okay … fine. If that’s what you want. You’re going to want to take care of that though.”

  He gave me a wicked smirk. “No worries, I’ll have a one on one with the Behemoth. He knows I’m the one in control.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Behemoth?”

  His grin got even bigger and God help me if he didn’t look even more handsome.

  “You’ve seen him, Harper. Do you really need to question the name?”

  I shook my head and decided to not acknowledge that.

  “So when do I get to meet the other band members?” I asked.

  “We can go say hello to them right now, if you want to? They’re expecting me to introduce you anyway, but make no mistake, it’s only going to be a quick hello. The rest of your time here, you’re mine.”

  With the look he was giving me, I didn’t think that would be too much of a hardship.

  Harper and I walked down the hallway so I could introduce her to the guys. They’d better fucking behave themselves was all I had to say about that … especially Levi. He was a big flirt, and Harper was exactly his type—smoking hot, dark hair, killer body, and a lethal mouth, both when she’s talking … and not talking.

  When we got to the door I pulled her to me and put my arm around her. Leaning down, I nuzzled her neck and inhaled her sweet scent.

  “Do we have to go in there? We can still turn around and go back to the room, order take-out, and watch a movie.”

  She giggled. “What are you so worried about, Ky? I want to meet them.”

  I groaned. “Fine, but remember, these guys like to flirt. And I have no doubt they are going to take one look and make a pass at you. I already talked to them about that, and they know what will happen if they do. But still, they’ll do it just to piss me off.”

  She reached up and stroked my cheek and gave it a little pat.

  “No worries, Ky. I’m with you, okay?”

  Harper was actually reassuring me that she was here with me. And didn’t I just fucking love that? I pushed open the door, and led her inside. All four of the guys were sitting on the couch watching TV, when we walked in. They all looked up at the same time and I swore I saw their mouths drop. Christ almighty I was going to have to kick some ass by the end of the night, of that I was sure.

  “Guys, this is Harper Graham.”

  All four stood up from the couch and came over to greet her.

  “Hi, Harper, I’m Anders.” He reached out and shook her hand.

  “Hey,”— Lincoln gave a small wave— “Lincoln.”

  I grinned at his directness.

  “Heard a lot about you, Harper. I’m Sonny.” Sonny nodded.

  Levi took a step towards Harper. “Well hello, beautiful. I’m Levi, and if this dickhead over here is ever dumb enough to walk away from you, you come see me.”

  He reached out and shook her hand, and pulled her under his arm. I literally growled, which earned a chuckle from him, and a musical laugh from Harper. She stepped away from him and moved back into my side, which pleased me more than you could know.

  “Nice to meet you all. And for the record, Levi, you have quite the feminine handshake. You should use a firmer grip … you know, like you would when you jerk off.”

  The three guys busted out laughing, while Levi actually turned red. I grinned down at my girl and kissed the top of her head.

  “Why don’t you come sit down and tell us about yourself,” Sonny said.

  We all went to the couch but I sat down before Harper and pulled her down onto my lap. She looked down at me, shaking her head.

  “Good lord would you look at that. Ky is a smitten-fuckin-kitten,” Levi said.

  “Shut up, asshole. I just don’t want her sitting too close to the likes of you four.”

  Harper bent down and whispered so only I could hear, “Are you jealous? You don’t need to be, I’m yours.”

  Then she kissed my cheek and sat back up to talk to the guys. I smiled at her reassurance. I wasn’t sure when exactly I’d become an insecure idiot but she’d managed to make me feel better. They asked her all kinds of questions about her realtor business, what Idaho was like, what it was like in high school, and if I had been a nerd. Conversation with her was easy for the guys, and fuck that made me feel good. I’d hoped she would get along with them, but I’d known she would charm them just like she does with everybody she meets. An hour had passed when I told the guys we really needed to get back to the room. I had a lot planned for the next day.

  “You do? What sort of things do you have planned?” Harper asked.

  “Well, for starters, we’re going to take a ferry out to the Statue of Liberty and take a tour, then we’re going to come back and catch a Giants game. Our tour manager got us tickets for a private suite to watch the game. You’ll love it. Besides, I know how much you loved watching me play football in high school.”

  She looked shocked. “How do you know I watched you play football?”

  I raised my eyebrow at her and said, “Harper, you really don’t think you got away with hiding under the bleachers during the games, even after you’d said you weren’t coming, did you? Or when I’d catch you sitting in your car across the field from my house while Finn and I were throwing the ball … unless you were there to watch Finn?”

  I was teasing and her cheeks held a tint of pink. She looked down and fidgeted with her hands in her lap.

  “I didn’t know you’d seen me. How come you never said anything?”

  “Because you didn’t want me to see you, and if you did, you would have stopped coming.”

  She looked back up at me and we stared at each other for several moments before someone cleared their throat.

  “Uhhh … yeah, I think we’ll just go in the other room and leave you two alone.”

  It was Lincoln that spoke. Obviously Harper and I had forgotten that we weren’t alone. Her cheeks flushed slightly pink again and she gave a small smile. Since when had my Harper become easily embarrassed?

  Still looking at her I spoke to the guys, “Nah, that’s okay, we need to get back to our room. We’ll catch you all later.”

  Harper stood up and said goodbye to all of them, telling them it was nice meeting them. Levi chimed in and asked if I was bringing Harper with me to his party.

  “Party?” Harper looked at us questioningly.

  “Yeah, Levi’s birthday is in a few days and he’s rented out a full floor of an exclusive club in Manhattan. Although, I’m not sure if you’ll want to come with us, it’s going to be pretty much all guys
, and the club is well … uhhh … just not the type you find other females in.” I said.

  “So what you’re saying is that it’s a strip club?”

  I’d been to several strip clubs before but for some reason, admitting to Harper that it was that kind of club was sort of embarrassing. Plus I didn’t want her thinking that I was into that kind of thing. My eyes were for her and her alone. No one could ever compare to her.

  “Actually,” Levi interjected, “it’s a gentlemen’s club.”

  She snickered. “There’s a difference?”

  “Hell yeah, there’s a difference. Strip clubs are for men who are missing their teeth, and women who need someone to be their baby-daddy. A gentlemen’s club,” he used air-quotes to emphasize the term, “is for business men looking for a calm evening and something gorgeous to look at. The women there are educated, and aren’t working to pay their way through college.”

  Harper burst out laughing. “That’s a really fucked up description. Do the women get naked at the gentlemen’s club?”

  “Well, yeah.”

  “Then it’s a strip club,” she replied, leaving no room for argument.

  Levi looked frustrated, but the rest of the guys were amused.

  “Time to go, feisty girl … before Levi tries to tell you that the girls’ tits are real, and that they’re dancing because they like the music,” I said.

  We got up and left the room and went back to our suite to settle in for the night.

  “The guys really seem to like you.” I grinned at her.

  “You sound surprised?” Her tone is playful.

  “No, I knew you’d charm them. I’m just glad they all like you.”

  We were standing by the door to her bedroom, when she looked up at me through her long thick brown lashes.