by K. T Fisher
When I shut the door and turn around the sight I see is one I want to capture. Tanya is sitting on my bed, fully dressed, looking as beautiful as ever with her legs crossed, smiling over at me. I reach into my pocket and take out my phone. Tanya giggles. "What are you doing?"
"Pose, beautiful." I hold my phone up, capturing an image of her still smiling sweetly. She pouts playfully, and I take the shot, she sticks out her tongue so I take another. I put my phone on my table, slowly walking over to her on the bed. When I get to her I kneel at her feet, removing her killer red heels. Her smile drops as I plant a soft kiss on each ankle. I reach up, leaning over her body. She slowly sinks into the bed as I get closer. Her hair flows above her head, my angel.
I claim her lips once more, reveling in her whimpers. Fuck, my dick feels so fucking hard. I feel her fingers trying to tug my top up, I do it for her. I feel fucking proud when I see her eyes widen as she sees my new ink. Yeah, I've got more tattoos since we last slept together, and I've visited the gym more. She sits up, pulling her red top over her head, revealing a red lacy bra. Fuck, I love her in red. I stop her as she goes to take her trousers off. I kiss her again, slowly making my way down her throat, down her flat stomach, ending where her trousers begin. I hook my fingers through them, drawing them down, returning to where I finished as soon as they're off her ankles. And yes, she has a red fucking thong on to match the bra. I lick my tongue over her thong, spurred on by her moans of pleasure. "More." She whimpers.
I can't ignore her wish. I rip down her thong and lick her juices that are already flooding between her legs. I groan at her taste. Tanya always tasted so fucking sweet. I love her taste. I dig in more, and her legs widen, her hands gripping my hair as she begins to fuck my face.
After she's had more than she can take, she screams my name. I love that. "Get naked." She commands, so I do.
Now fully naked I roll on a condom, settling myself over her. I look into her eyes, wishing we'd never left each other. She's my woman. No other man will ever lay a hand on what is mine. I continue to look into her eyes, as I thrust into her, her eyes roll back and she groans out load. I let out my own growl at how good she feels. Damn, she still feels so tight. Her legs wrap around me, as I thrust harder and deeper. Her screams become louder as I pull her legs over my shoulders. I sink even deeper, both of our moans coming together. "Oh God, Leo!" She screams. "Fuck me!"
I pound harder, feeling her walls clamping me. "Fuck Angel, you're gonna make me come."
Her eyes shine as she looks up at me. "Come on Leo, give it to me."
Her words make me erupt, I growl long and loud as Tanya screams, her tight walls gripping me harder.
I look down at her as she looks up at me. I take in all of her features that I've missed so much. I gently kiss her once more, before getting up and cleaning myself up. When I return to the bed, I lay next to Tanya, both of us taking each other in, remembering each other’s bodies. I run my hands over her soft skin. I see her breathing deepen and her nipples harden. I look up at her and she's biting on her lip. Her tell-tale sign she's horny. One of the things I always loved about my angel is she has a huge appetite for sex, just like me. I lean in close, swiping my tongue over her nipple. I do it again and again. She begins to thrust as I place my hand against her greedy pussy.
Tanya pushes me down, smiling down at me as my back hits the bed. "Let me do something for you."
Her head disappears as she takes my cock in her talented mouth. God how did I live without her for so long?
Chapter Fifteen
Tanya
I wake feeling warm and satisfied. A body shifts behind me, and my eyes fly open. Before I can flip the fuck out, memories of last night come back to me, and I close my eyes again. Damn, what did I do?
Leo grunts. I feel his very hard member against my backside. I shouldn't have let last night happen. Granted, I was the one who initiated it. I was tipsy and horny, so screw me, but now I'm sober and have a clear head I realize that what went down, shouldn't have. Even though it was fucking amazing! I had a hand full of orgasms, so did Leo. After giving him a blow job, I rode him like a pony. My stupid female hormones jumping all over Leo, because he's so fucking hot and sexy.
I manage to remove his big thick tattooed arm from around me, without waking him. I lie on my back, turning my head to face him. A sense of deja vu hits me. This is what it used to be like before, a quick fuck here and there, and I'd wake up in his room the next morning and have to sneak out. I'll have to do the same today. Nothing really changes. Why did I cave so much to my body’s needs? The night was going great, and I fucked it all up.
I get out of his bed, which is really comfy by the way, and huge. Must be some king sized crap. I quickly get dressed in the outfit I wore last night, grabbing my bag. I take a quick look at my phone, seeing a couple of missed calls and texts from the girls. Great, another story to tell them. This shit just keeps getting better.
I creep through the house, managing to find a way out which leads me to the front of Leo's house. I decide to ring a taxi as I walk through the large grounds surrounding the place. By the time I reach the front gates it's already here, perfect.
***
When I get out of the shower, regrettably having washed Leo's masculine scent away from my skin and intimate areas, I towel myself off, putting on my comfy onesie. It's pink with white polka dots all over, not very sexy at all, but I'm going for comfort. I pile my wet hair in a bun on top of my head, I can't be bothered to dry it just yet. I'm too tired right now, physically and emotionally. I flick the kettle on to make myself a cup of tea when I hear my apartment intercom. I groan. I just want to be by myself. I assured the girls I was fine as soon as I got home. I should have known one of them would come over.
I pick up the intercom phone beside my door and answer, "Yeah?"
"You wanna tell me why we're not in my bed right now?"
My breath hitches. Shit, its Leo! I didn't expect him to come over, he never did this before. He would leave me alone until the next time. I hang up the intercom, not letting him in. I can't do this right now. I'm struggling with my emotions as it is. All the way home I thought that I should have told Leo about our baby, but now he's here and I'm too nervous to actually tell him. I'm really scared. I don't want him to be mad at me. Loud banging on my front door snaps me out of my panic. I don't answer though, it has to be Leo. He probably buzzed everyone's fucking apartment to be let in.
"Tanya!" I cringe, tiptoeing away from the door. "Tanya, let me in right now! I'll fucking stay here until you do!"
Fine by me, I'm not going anywhere all day anyway.
"Tan! Let me in now! We need to talk about this!" Fuck, his voice is getting louder. This is embarrassing. I bet he's starting to piss my neighbors off. "You want me to start talking out here? I fucking will!"
At the mention of him revealing all our shit for my neighbors to hear, I walk towards the door, yanking it open. I glare at Leo as he smugly looks at me, fucking sexy, irritating bastard.
He pushes me inside, slamming my door behind him. I can tell he's pissed. "Why the fuck did you leave?"
I turn and continue to make my cup of tea. "You want one?" I gesture to my cup.
Leo frowns. "No, I don't want a fucking tea. I want answers."
"Well, I’ve got none."
"Bullshit, you left because you're scared."
I calmly place my cup back down on the work top. "Scared of what? You? Don't flatter yourself."
"Oh, so I have Tanya the bitch back?" Yeah, that stung. "You're scared because you love me." I stare at him silently. "You left because you couldn't face up to what happened last night, and that it was different than before?"
"I had shit to do."
"Just be honest." Leo shakes his head.
"You want me to be honest? Last night shouldn't have happened. I know it was my fault, I take the blame. It won't happen again."
Leo takes a step closer. "But I want it to happen again, over and over, many
, many times."
I take a deep breath. "Look Leo, I know you're trying, but it was just like last time. We lost control, we had sex, and we shouldn't have. I had to sneak out so nobody would know. Does that sound familiar?"
"Look, I'm sorry for moving too quickly, but I can't help it when I'm with you, Tan. I never could." He steps towards me, caressing my cheek, it's such a sweet gesture. "I will never apologize for sleeping with you, I'll never regret that. Every time with you is amazing, better than the last. I can't ignore what's between us. For nearly five years I've fucking dreamt of you, now I have you. I'm not walking away, or letting you run."
"Yeah, well you might change your mind about that." I say, thinking about what he doesn't know.
"No, I won't."
I step away from him, mumbling to myself. "You will when you find out."
I'd thought I was quiet, but Leo asks, "What did you say?"
"Nothing." I quickly add.
"No, you said something. Something like, I will when I find out. What is there to find out?"
Oh, shit. "Nothing."
"Don't lie to me, Tan."
I put more distance between us, trying to cool my sweating body. Is this how Kendal felt when Jax literally drilled it out of her who Finley's father was? I begin to shake. Leo takes hold of my wrists. "What's the matter? What aren't you telling me?" He looks around my apartment. "You have a man here?"
"What?"
"Do you have someone here after I had you in my bed?"
"No!"
He lets me go and begins searching my living room. "Leo! Stop!" He doesn't listen, continuing to search behind doors, under my bed, behind curtains and in the bathroom. "Leo, stop it!"
"Why? You have something to hide? Did he run out already?"
He carries on looking around, and I snap. I don't want him looking around my things. He looks like a mad man! "I was pregnant!"
That stops him. He steps out of the bathroom with a shocked expression on his face. Almost comical, but I'm not in a laughing mood. He takes a few steps towards me. I haven't moved from my spot since we started talking. I stayed rooted to the spot as Leo did his mad run around. He's not as close as he was last night, but the look on his face has me shaking. Shit, I told him I was pregnant.
"What?" I look down at the floor. I hear his hard footsteps as he takes a couple of steps closer. "You were pregnant?" I nod my head, eyes fixed on the floor. I hear a growl, then his fingers clamp on my chin, lifting my head to look direct into his eyes. "Tell me who knocked you up. Please tell me you weren't left alone?" I bite on my lip, and he growls again, it's deep within his chest. "Fucker! Tell me who he is. No one does this to my angel!" his face is red, he's mad, pissed.
"Leo." I begin, but I can't get it out. Tears fall down my cheeks and he crashes into me, smothering me in his calming heat. It feels nice.
"Don't cry. Just tell me who he is, and I'll work this out. What happened? Did you have the baby?"
I tense in his arms. It has to be now. I have to tell him now, or I'm afraid I won't at all. "You." He pulls me back so he can see my face. He looks confused, he hasn't pieced it together. "Leo, you got me pregnant."
This makes him frown. "We only had sex last night."
I almost laugh, very nearly. "No. Not last night. Before." I take a deep breath, deciding I need to start from the beginning, because he looks like a dumb caveman staring down at me like that. "A couple of weeks after I left you, and you left with the band, I found out I was pregnant. The baby was yours."
His eyes widen, he looks a little pale. He falls heavily onto the sofa. There are a couple of minutes of silence and he looks up at me. "What happened?"
I sit beside him, gathering myself, the tears shining in my eyes. "I lost the baby."
He frowns down at me. "When did this happen?"
"I was about four and a half months pregnant."
"And you didn't think to tell me sooner?" I sink into the sofa, feeling like utter shit. "I could have been a father and you didn't think to tell me? My baby died, and you said nothing? Fuck, Tan!"
He quickly stands, storming over to the door, turning to give me a quick disapproving look before yanking the door open and slamming it shut behind him. My tears fall, and they don't stop for most of the night.
Leo
I slam my empty beer glass on the bar, gesturing to the barman for a refill. I found myself the dirtiest and darkest bar I could to come and hide in. I'm not in the mood to see anyone I know, or who knows me.
I don't know how I feel. I've just found out that I could have been a dad, and lost it, all at the same time. How could she have fucking kept something like this from me? Was this why she was so pissed at me? Because I got her pregnant and she lost it?
Someone sits on the barstool beside me. I can't be bothered to look to see who it is. I feel oddly surrounded. Maybe three hours’ worth of drinking has started to finally get to me?
"Leo, what are you doing?" Odd, sounds like Jax. "Leo?"
I turn and see that it is Jax. Behind him stand Max and Rhys. "Hey!" I shout. "Why don't we have a drink? I have news!"
Jax's eyebrow lifts. "How about we take you home first?"
"Nah, I'm cool here. How did you know I was here?"
Max points into the far corner. I make out Mark sat in a booth with some men I've never seen before. He lifts his drink, and I flip him the finger which makes him smile.
"Mark let us know."
"Well, why don't we have a drink? I'll buy! Like I said, I have news." I gesture for the barman to come over, then turn back to Jax, Rhys and Max. "So, Tanya and I had sex last night."
They all look surprised. Rhys takes the stool beside me. "Well, that's a step forward I suppose."
I nod. "Yep, and she was pregnant four years ago and didn't tell me."
All the guys go quiet and stare me down.
***
Sweat pours off me as I land another punch on the bright red punching bag. After I almost broadcast my private life in the bar, the guys dragged me out of there. Here I am now, in the gym at home, surrounded by Jax, Rhys and Max who are watching me like hawks. They're pretty pissed at me, and made me take it out on the bag.
"So, what did you say when you found out?"
I continue to punch, my arms straining, but I can't stop. "I didn't. I left."
"Fucking hell, Leo! The woman is in bits, and you left her?" That stops me. My chest heaving as I stare at them all. Jax continues. "When did you expect her to tell you? It's a hard fucking thing to share."
"Look, you may be able to forgive Kendal easily, but I can't." No one speaks. I realize what I just said was fucked up. "Fuck, I'm sorry Jax, but I can't."
He slowly nods. "I get it. You're wrong though. It wasn't easy, but I waited long enough for Kendal, and I wasn't letting anything ruin that. I spent four years away from Finley, and I wasn't going to waste any more time. I swallowed my pride, and went for what I wanted."
I stare long and hard at my friend. What he's saying is how I'm feeling. I'm hurt because she lied, but it's true. I do want Tanya. I want her to be my angel, and I've waited long enough. I turn and leave the basement gym.
"Where are you going?" Max shouts.
"I've had enough of waiting." I shout back, leaving as quickly as I can.
Chapter 16
Tanya
I wake up to my apartment buzzer ringing. I roll over, and see on my clock that it's only 5am! God who could this be?
I groggily make my way over to answer the phone. "Hello?"
"You sound sexy when you're sleepy."
Suddenly, I'm wide awake at the sound of Leo's voice. He's come back? I thought he was pissed.
I buzz him in, opening my front door to let him in. When he reaches my door I'm shocked to see him looking all sweaty. What the hell has he been up to?
Leo sees my shocked face, taking a look down at himself. He shrugs his shoulders as he walks past me into my home. "The guys dragged me from a bar and made me work ou
t in the gym instead."
He went to a bar? Did he get so drunk that Jax and the guys had to fetch him? Why did they make him work out?
I shut the door, following him in. Leo sits himself down on the sofa he sat on earlier. I go to sit opposite him. "No." He shakes his head, patting the space next to him. I swallow, making my way over to him. Truthfully, I'm feeling a little scared. "I've been thinking."
I guess that's a start. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, Leo." I quickly add.
"Yeah, it would have been better, but here we are." I hang my head, looking down at the floor. "I'm not mad at you, Tanya. I suppose I should be, but I can't." I lift my head up and see Leo staring down at me. His eyes are soft, he doesn't look mad at all. Tired maybe, but not mad.