YOURS TRULY

by Bella Grant

  I knew it was just the anger talking and I wouldn’t do anything of the sort, but it felt good saying it to her. She pulled on a jean skirt at the same time there was a knock on the door.

  “Come in, Seth,” I called to him, but my angry gaze was still leveled at Kelly. “How are we supposed to get this place dry again? We’ll have to stay at a motel and try to get a professional service that can handle this.”

  “I have a suggestion,” Seth spoke up, drawing my attention to him. He was still standing just inside the door. “I’ll get you a crew that can handle this for you. In the meantime, you ladies can stay at my condo for a few days while this is being sorted out.”

  I shook my head. “We couldn’t impose on you like that.”

  He gave me a warm smile. “You’re not imposing. I offered and I insist. Pack whatever you need and I’ll bring you over.”

  Seth

  I’ll have to thank her sister for this moment, I thought as I watched Robyn sleep. The parted drapes at the glass doors leading out to the balcony permitted the bright moonlight to filter into the room, illuminating her features. Bathed in the glow of the moonlight, she looked sensual and ethereal.

  This was what I had wanted. Her in my bed, without me having to get up in a few hours to take her back home. We hadn’t even indulged in sex tonight. The three of us had eaten dinner, a scrumptious affair Kelly had made from scratch by way of apology. Her mess had become my clean up and having Robyn in my arms was worth the money I had shelled out to hire a professional water damage and restoration company.

  Upon closer examination of the situation, the damage had been far worse that we had originally thought. Her couches were ruined and the carpet would have to be removed and treated to prevent mold. I’d also told the crew to take their time to get it right. I didn’t want to have Robyn here with me just for one night or two. I wanted her in my bed every night. Hopefully by the time they were through, I would have convinced her to move in permanently. Kelly could stay with us for a while too, or continue to live in their house. I honestly thought she could do with some responsibility and having Robyn around all the time to keep her out of trouble wasn’t ideal.

  I thought I’d made it very clear that I had no problem with her sister staying with us, although I believed Robyn was too easy on the girl. Kelly was strong-willed. She was running circles all over Robyn, who was too sweet-natured to hold a grudge for long. Throughout the evening, Kelly had wormed her way back into Robyn’s good graces, thanks to the meal she had cooked us.

  I couldn’t lie, though. That girl could cook!

  I dropped a kiss on Robyn’s shoulder and slipped out of bed, my heart squeezing with love for her. I needed a glass of water and to double-check that I had enabled the security features of the condo. Stretching, I padded from the room barefooted, wearing the bottom half of my silk pajamas. I usually would sleep in the buff even when Robyn was here, but with her sister around, I thought it best to put clothes on.

  I frowned, noting the silhouette standing off the living room going through Robyn’s handbag. I’d heard her earlier chastising Kelly for taking money from her wallet without asking, and apparently the young girl was at it again. I was concerned on Robyn’s behalf. She was doing so much to help her sister, but the younger girl was hellbent on destroying her sister’s trust in her.

  I descended the staircase, my bare feet allowing me to move silently. From the light glowing in the hall, I could see she was dressed to go out. She was wearing a pair of shorts that barely covered her butt cheeks and a top that bared her midriff. She had on biker boots and a leather jacket.

  If I allowed her to sneak out without trying to stop her, what kind of brother-in-law would I make? Besides, Robyn had told her she was in my house and therefore needed to follow my rules. I knew she was a young woman who wanted to enjoy her life, but I didn’t agree with her sneaking off to meet someone I was sure Robyn didn’t know.

  When I reached the landing, I approached her just as she was setting Robyn’s bag on the table.

  “Your sister would be very disappointed in you,” I said softly, and she jerked, hitting the vase on the table beside the bag. The vase fell to the floor and shattered.

  “Oh God, I’m so sorry,” she gasped in fright. “I didn’t mean to break it, but you startled me.”

  “You’d be concerned over breaking a vase,” I started to question her, “but not concerned about how your actions might break your sister’s heart?”

  “What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her,” the girl mumbled, but she had the sense to look bothered. If she could be ashamed of her actions, she wasn’t completely gone.

  “And you think she won’t notice you took money from her purse?” I pressed.

  “It’s just ten dollars,” she argued, sticking out her bottom lip.

  “Ten dollars that isn’t yours to take,” I pointed out. “It could be a quarter and it wouldn’t matter since it’s not yours to take.” I drew in a deep breath and thought since I’d started, I might as well just plunge headlong. “Kelly, you’ve known your sister all your life. I’ve known her less than two months, and I already know she loves you so much, she would give you anything you ask for. Yet you continue to treat her like this.”

  “I don’t treat her any way. She’s the one who yells at me like I’m a child.”

  “Because you’re acting like one,” I pointed out. “I had a brother, a younger brother I adored. We were in an accident and he died with my parents. I lost my family, and before your sister came along, I had no one that close to me, except my friend, Greg.” I sighed heavily. “You have a sister who is trying to reach out to you, but you insist in being petty and ungrateful to her. We won’t have each other forever, Kelly. The least we can do is to appreciate those people who care about us while we have them.”

  “She knows I love her,” she answered smartly.

  “And you abuse her love for you,” I snapped. “That’s no way to treat Robyn. She deserves better, and frankly, you deserve better than what you’re doing with your life.”

  “It’s just a lousy ten dollars because I don’t have any money!” she argued, reaching for the money in her pocket to stuff it back into her sister’s purse. “There! Are you happy now? Can I leave? Or are you going to go upstairs and tattle on me?”

  “I have no intention of mentioning this to Robyn,” I informed her. “I have no interest in helping unravel the ties that bind you two together as sisters. You’re hacking at those binds by yourself, and you’re barely hanging by a thread.” I let that sink in, and when she didn’t respond, I continued. “If you want money, you should earn it. I’m giving you the chance to. Tomorrow morning at eight, be ready for your first day at my office.”

  She stared at me, her eyes widening in disbelief and suspicion. “What? Why are you giving me a job?”

  “I want to mentor you,” I told her with a shrug. “That’s all. I sense you’re a smart girl. You just need a little guidance. And this will make your sister happy. But know this, Kelly, if you do decide to take this opportunity, you live by the rules. No more doing whatever you want without a care for other people.”

  “But what can I do?” she asked, doubtful.

  “Anything you set your mind to,” I answered, stepping away from her. “This is just to mentor you, give you the kind of confidence you need to believe you’re so much more than this façade you’re creating. You don’t fool me one bit, and I suspect that’s why Robyn gets so mad at you. She knows what you can do and hates watching you do this to yourself. Good night, Kelly.”

  I didn’t wait for a response but continued to the kitchen as was my original plan. While drinking from a bottle of water, I heard the front door open and close and my shoulders slumped in defeat. I had tried. I couldn’t force change on her. She had to want it enough to accept it.

  “Thank you.” At the small voice behind me, I spun around and spluttered. Robyn stood just inside the kitchen. “For talking to her,” she elaborated, wal
king towards me to wrap her arms around my waist. “Even if she didn’t listen, you tried, and that’s more than I could ever ask for.”

  “I’m sorry I couldn’t do more,” I told her, capping the bottle of water and placing it on the counter top. I kneaded her back where the muscles were tense. She was wearing a short lavender nightdress. “To be honest, though,” I continued, “she can change. She has it in her to change. She’s just resisting for some reason.”

  “Hmm.” Her lips started trailing kisses over my naked chest. “Let’s go back to bed.”

  “Do we need a bed?” I quipped and tugged her into my arms, lifting her onto the counter top. She was the perfect height for me to claim her lips without having to bend. I’d thought the mood she was in, she wouldn’t want to have sex, but she hooked an arm behind my head and ravaged my mouth.

  Her moans filled my mouth as I pushed my hands beneath the hem of the short shift dress and up her quivering tummy. I didn’t stop until I reached my destination. I was obsessed with her breasts because they were so perfect: full and round with no slouch. They were high and firm, the nipples not too tiny for it to be a nuisance to get into my mouth to suckle.

  I kneaded and massaged her breasts, sensing her mounting arousal. I broke the kiss and lowered my mouth to where my hands had plumped her breasts, preparing them for my quest. I licked across both nipples, pushing her breasts together so I could treat equally.

  “Oh God, Seth.” Ah there was the sweet cry I loved to hear so much. I sucked harder on her nipple and she cried out, running her fingers through my hair.

  Grasping her underwear as I continued seducing her breasts, she eased up her bottom so I could pull the material down her legs and drop them to the floor. She automatically spread her legs, and I didn’t disappoint. I cupped her wet pussy with my hand.

  “Oh yes,” she cried out, pressing closer to my hand, seeking pleasure.

  I coated my fingers in her juice before plunging two deep inside her body. She jerked from the sensation, her hips rotating to the motion of my fingers, seeking more. Nothing but me inside her could quench that ache.

  Pushing her legs apart so her heels rested on the edge of the counter, opening her up to me, I lowered my head to the pink folds of her slit. Her fingers dug into my scalp as I licked a path from her tight hole to her clit. I latched onto her pleasure nub and massaged it with my tongue and my lips until she was crying out that she couldn’t take anymore.

  “Please, Seth.” She was breathing hard, her tummy trembling from the force of her passion. “Oh God, please. “

  She tugged at my head, and with one last suck, I released her clit. Pushing the pajama bottoms down, I grasped her hips and lowered her onto my rod. She anchored her arms onto the counter as I lunged into her body. I sucked in a deep breath. God, it felt so good to be inside her. She made me feel like I was the most powerful being on her earth, her god that brought her to life each time our bodies united.

  I thrusted into her hard and fast, over and over. I slid deep inside her body, the squishing sound inciting me to go harder. When her arms began to shake from the effort to anchor herself, I lifted her from the counter, carried her to the island, and lowered her to her feet. With her back facing me, I hoisted one of her legs up to the top of the island. I reached around to grab her breasts as I guided my cock back inside her body.

  “God, Robyn, you feel so good!” I growled into her neck.

  “Yes!” she gasped.

  She twisted her head in what had to be an awkward angle so she could kiss me while I slowly grinded into her body. She met me thrust for thrust, taking as good as I gave. She released my lips, her head falling forward, yards of silky hair tumbling in wanton abandon. I nuzzled the hair aside to kiss and nip her shoulder.

  I knew the exact second her climax hit. Her whole body tautened and she cried out, the sound exultant to my ears. I continued thrusting into her body to prolong her climax, and when she started relaxing, she was completely buzzed.

  “Seth, let me taste you,” she begged, and after one last thrust in her body, I withdrew completely. I helped her to her knees and pushed her hair back from her face as she circled her hand around my cock and popped me into her mouth. She kissed the tip before sliding her mouth down the length of my hard shaft. I was so close to the edge, and the softness of her plump lips sucking on my manhood caused me to finish in her mouth. She sucked harder, milking me, and when she was done, she circled her tongue over the edge.

  I pulled up my pants before lifting her in my arms. She latched her legs around my waist as I kissed her.

  “You’re one heck of a woman,” I murmured, walking with her from the kitchen. “I can’t believe how lucky I am to have found you. If Greg had never talked me into signing up for that dating website, I’d have lost the opportunity to meet you.” She stiffened in my arms, which puzzled me. “Are you okay?” I asked, peering down into her face.

  She hid her face in my neck and clutched me like she didn’t want to let me go. “Yes, I’m fine. I just like to think, regardless, we would have met some other way.”

  Robyn

  “Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked Seth, glancing at my sister seated in his car. I had been surprised this morning when Kelly had been up before us, breakfast made and dressed, ready for work with Seth. I’d been pleased she had listened to him and was making a step towards doing the right thing, but did I want her messing up as she usually did? I wanted this relationship to work, and I already had one thing on my mind to worry about. I didn’t want to worry about her driving Seth nuts at Armstrong Co.

  “She’ll be fine,” he assured me, skimming his hands over my thighs.

  “You’ll call me if she gets into trouble?” I worried, chewing on my bottom lip.

  “I won’t need to call you,” he responded, kissing my cheekbone. “You’re too soft on her and she knows it. I’m not her sister, I’m her boss. She has to do what I say or I’ll fire her.”

  He was making it difficult for me to think because he was nibbling on my jaw. “I- I’m not sure she cares,” I admitted and let out a moan. “Seth.”

  “Hmm?”

  “This is leading to the bedroom, not to work,” I informed him, moaning.

  “But it feels good, doesn’t it?”

  I clutched his shoulders and leaned heavily against my car. “Yes, it does.”

  He kissed me and I groaned, knowing I was lost. The spell he weaved over me was more potent than any sorcerer’s. I just couldn’t resist this man.

  The blast of his horn drove us apart. “Enough of that!” Kelly yelled at us. “You said I should be early, Seth. Set an example!”

  He placed his forehead on mine and groaned. “I guess my first day of hell is about to start, huh?”

  I pushed at his shoulders gently to get him off me while I opened my car door and hopped inside. “She’s your problem now, so bye!”

  I drove away, honking at them. Could things be more perfect than they already were? The morning was glorious and I hummed a tune without lyrics as I drove to work, not even minding the usual morning jam in traffic. Seth loved me and I loved him. Later I would tell him about Greg. I would have done so this morning, but after last night’s sex fest, we had woken up late after sleeping through the darn alarm.

  I felt better having made the decision to tell him the truth. After all we shared, he had to understand. I still was trying to sort through the different scenarios that might unfold after being honest with him. Should I blame Greg for blackmailing me?

  I hoped when I told him about the blackmail he didn’t think the worst. My fear was for him to believe I wouldn’t have dated him without the blackmail. Truth was I hadn’t been looking for a relationship with anyone and would have passed him by, but not because of his physical appearance. I just didn’t have time to deal with men and their lies, and thought it best to stay focused on work and getting my sister on the right track. Had we been introduced in a normal way, though, I believed I would have n
oticed him. How could I not? He had a powerful presence wherever he went. One would have never guessed his hang-ups about his scars if he didn’t mention them.

  At the office, I tried to restrain myself from calling Kelly to check up on her and find out if she was behaving. I feared her hooking up with one or more of Seth’s employees. I prayed she didn’t let it slip about me working for Greg. I wished I’d had enough time to talk to her one-on-one before she left with Seth for work, but I hadn’t expected her to accept his offer of mentorship.

  Last night I had awakened, feeling the emptiness of the bed beside me and went in search of him when I saw him talking to Kelly. As I approached and heard his words, I had been touched and knew this man loved me as much as he claimed he did. And it made me love him more.

  I had a lot of work on my desk to get done and tackled it with new vigor. I was so immersed I didn’t even notice it was past my lunch time until Laurel called me and asked if I wanted to go with her for lunch. I agreed, locked my computer and joined her. We stopped at a Chinese restaurant just across from the office.

  “I’ve decided to tell him the truth,” I told Laurel over lunch. I had ordered a heavy meal because I had been out of sorts this morning and hadn’t eaten the breakfast Kelly had prepared. Between her and Seth, they had devoured the breakfast.

  “I think that’s the best thing to do,” she agreed with a nod of her head. “Besides, what does it matter now that you’re in love? He’ll probably be angry at first, but he’ll calm down. The way you talk about him, the man is clearly going bonkers for you.”

  “I’m going bonkers for him,” I responded. “Everything is just so perfect.”

  “Including the sex?”

  “Oh God, the sex!” I exclaimed, my cheeks flushed. “I can’t describe it. It’s like I want him, and when he gives it to me, there’s nothing as satisfying, but afterwards, I want him all over again. And it just continues.”