I’m fine.
I hesitated but then pressed send. Maybe I should have asked him if Thomas had left. Although, then he would have been very suspicious.
I never really knew how much Wyatt knew about what happened back then between Thomas and me. He probably didn’t want to know, which was fine by me.
Where are you?
Shit. Shit. Shit.
I promise I’m fine. I’ll be home in a few days.
I meant, of course, as long as Thomas was gone in a few days. But I didn’t message him that part.
I didn’t wait to see if Wyatt had anything else to say. I just turned off my phone. He knew I was okay. At least now he wouldn’t be calling the police to come find me.
I ripped open a bag of snacks and tried not to think how pathetic it was to be hiding in a hotel munching on cheese flavored crackers. Thomas got what he deserved, but apparently, I hadn’t thought things through. I never thought about what I’d have to do after I left him there.
I flopped onto the bed and scanned the channels hoping to find a movie. Something that would take my mind off the fact that I may be losing my mind.
I was already under stress when I saw Thomas in my apartment. It just brought back all those feelings. I could hear the snickers, and it felt like I could feel those eyes on me all over again.
Maybe adult Thomas shouldn’t have had to pay for what teenage Thomas had done to me. It wasn’t like he had known it had affected every relationship I’d ever attempted with a man. He didn’t know that I couldn’t trust men.
And this wasn’t all his fault as I had originally thought. Clearly, I had some issues with letting go and moving on. I am the one who let him destroy me to the point of loneliness and fear of being in a relationship. I tried to protect my heart from being broken again, but at what cost?
I closed my eyes and pressed my hands against my face as I let out a big, deep breath. Everything would go back to normal once Thomas left town. That was the only thought that consoled me.
I started flipping through the channels again and stopped at a movie I’d seen at least twenty times. I rested my head back against the pillows and tried to turn off my brain.
When there was a knock the on the door, I froze. I wanted to turn the TV down and pretend I wasn’t there, but it was probably too late. Hopefully, they’d go away.
“Lacey, open up.”
Chapter 11
I couldn’t tell by the voice who was waiting on the other side of the door. The thickness of the door must have somehow altered it. Whoever it was, knew I was inside.
I got up and soundlessly touched the door as I leaned forward to look through the peephole. Standing on the other side of the door was Thomas… and he was wearing clothes.
He leaned forward as if he knew I was looking out at him and I recoiled back, in shock.
“Lacey, please. Open up. I just want to talk,” Thomas said. He was the last person I wanted to talk to, but there was something in his voice that made me open the door. Of course, I didn’t unlock the chain.
“How did you find me?” I said through the crack in the door, narrowing my eyes at him.
I thought he was going to have red cheeks and steam coming out of his ears, but he didn’t.
Thomas placed his hand on the door and looked into my eyes. “Your car. When you didn’t come back, I figured it was because of me. I had to try to find you. This was the third hotel in town I checked.” He inhaled a gentle breath. “Can I please come in?”
I pressed my lips together and closed the door enough so I could unhook the chain. When I pulled the door open, he tipped his head in gratefulness and stepped inside.
Thomas glanced at the TV and then back at me. I could tell he was hoping I’d turn it off.
I crossed my arms and stared at him. Even though I was embarrassed as hell, I was still angry about everything. It’s just that I should have probably handled everything in a much more mature way.
But fuck him. Who the hell did he think he was?
“I just want to talk… to explain,” he said holding out his palms as though he could see how angry I was and wanted to proceed with caution.
“Then talk,” I said, but I didn’t uncross my arms or wipe the annoyed look off my face.
“It wasn’t what you thought,” he said taking another small step towards me. I took a step back and ran right into the wall behind me. “Yes, there was a bet, but I wasn’t going to act on it.”
I shook my head and let out a snort. I didn’t believe him. How could I?
“I was stupid. Everyone was cheering me on, I got carried away. It was a terrible, terrible mistake. One that I can never make up to you, but I want you to know the truth.”
“Made you feel like the big man huh?”
“Yeah,” Thomas said lowering his head. I was surprised he admitted it.
I put my hand on my hip and shifted my weight. “But you didn’t think about me, what it might do to me?”
“I’m sorry. I was stupid. And young. I tried calling you, but you wouldn’t take my call. I kicked myself every day for not trying harder, but I knew as far as you were concerned it was over. I am so, so sorry, Lacey. I’d get down on my fucking knees and beg for your forgiveness if that’s what it would take,” he said pressing his palms together.
I couldn’t help but picture him down on his knees in front of me doing to me what he started on the hood of my car.
“I cared about you. I wouldn’t have ever done anything like that to you.”
“What would you have said to all the guys when you didn’t come through for them. When you didn’t bag the virgin?” I felt a slight sting in my eyes.
Thomas chuckled. “I didn’t really know what I was going to do. Lie? Pretend I was sick? I hadn’t thought that far ahead. I fucked everything up. Worst of all, I lost you.”
He took another careful step towards me. I bit my lip.
“Thomas, you didn’t give a shit about me,” I said shaking my head. “All you did was make-out with me. It wasn’t like we were a couple or anything.”
“You were the most beautiful girl in school. I didn’t know what the hell to do. I just knew I didn’t want to lose you, and that was exactly what I ended up doing.”
Thomas took another step towards me and grabbed my hand. He looked into my eyes and swallowed hard.
“And you’re still the most beautiful girl. I would do anything if you’d just forgive me.”
“Thomas.” My breath felt ragged. “I don’t think you realize what all that did to me. I never really dated anyone. I have so many trust issues it’s not even funny.”
“What can I do? Anything. You name it. I’ll do it,” Thomas said. “Hell, I walked through town naked.”
I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh. He was handling it way better than anyone else would have, which of course made me feel super terrible.
“Honestly, though, it was more of a run,” he said with a half-smile that made my insides tingle. Thomas took a step closer. “So, tell me, what can I do? Because I’m not sure I can handle not having you back in my life.”
There was a shift in the air between us as the look in his eyes changed. He wasn’t mad at me, which seemed insane. Thomas wanted me. He wanted to finish what we started just as badly as I did.
“You really haven’t been with anyone?” Thomas said stepping closing. He stroked his thumb down my cheek and across my lips.
I shook my head and bit my lip. Did that bother him? Did he want someone who had more experience?
Thomas took another step forward and placed his palms against the wall, pinning me there. When he pressed his solid cock against my hip, my breath momentarily stopped.
“Feel how bad I still want you?” he said into my ear. “Let me be the one.”
I hadn’t even taken the time to think about it. I nodded without consideration.
Chapter 12
I wanted Thomas, but I wasn’t exactly sure what to expect when it came to my very
first time. Sure I’d heard things, and of course, I’d seen things, but I knew it wasn’t the same.
Thomas pressed me tighter against the wall and kissed my neck as his hand slid up my body. I loved the warmth of him against me, and his intoxicating scent was driving me wild.
His mouth found mine. Our tongues danced hungrily together, searching for the warmth and passion they found in each other.
I twisted my fingers into Thomas’s hair, and he pressed into my hip. He wanted me to feel him. He wanted me to know how badly he wanted me.
Thomas kissed his way down my neck, keeping his hands against the wall. It was as though he was afraid I’d change my mind and run if he moved them.
His mouth moved down over my thin shirt until he was directly over my cloth covered nipple. He found it, erect, and roughly pulled it into his mouth, without even bothering to take off my shirt.
A bolt of pleasure surged through me that made my knees weak. I was surprised my entire body hadn’t crumpled to the ground.
He moved over to my other breast and did the same thing. I moaned out his name although I was barely able to talk.
I placed my hands on his arms feeling his solid muscles under his smooth skin. His lips traveled up my stomach and over my breast until we were face to face, staring into each other’s eyes.
“Take off your shirt,” he ordered. I blinked once, but then I obeyed.
I stood there in my bra feeling trapped by his muscular body. And dammit I loved it.
“Mmm,” he said looking down at my chest. He leaned half of his body against mine as he slid his hand over my skin. When he got to the edge of my bra, he pulled it down exposing my breast.
I gasped at the quick movement and the cold air that was causing my skin to prickle.
“Oh God,” I said when he grabbed my breast. His thumb glided back and forth over my nipple sending a wave of pleasure all the way down to my already soaked pussy.
“You like this, right?” he asked with a knowing smirk.
“Oh yes,” I said closing my eyes.
“God you are so beautiful,” Thomas said kissing each breast.
He roughly grabbed my tits and pressed them together as he stroked my nipples. I could feel myself getting wetter for him.
The whole world disappeared, and I couldn’t believe how much I wanted him. Everything felt so right.
I wasn’t exactly sure what to expect next. In fact, even though I wanted him more than anything, I was a little scared too. I boldly reached out and grabbed his cock through his jeans. He groaned at my touch.
“Christ,” he said as he tilted his head forward.
He sucked in a breath and quickly pulled off his clothing. I couldn’t take my eyes off of his huge cock. The first real cock I’d ever seen.
He grabbed my hand and wrapped it around his thick, hardness. Thomas moaned as he helped glide my hand up and down his length.
After a few strokes, his hands slid up my thighs, and he found the band of my panties. He yanked them so hard they ripped. He threw what remained of the fabric across the room.
It was like he’d become a starving animal and I was his feast.
His fingers dipped inside me, and my head tipped back into the wall behind me. I worried that I was too wet, because of how easily his fingers slipped around inside me.
Thomas pressed deeper, and my body jerked. I clenched down around him trying to keep my body calm as it pulsed with his touch.
“Oh God!” I said when he sucked my nipple into his warm, wet mouth. I could feel his cock throbbing with anticipation.
“You feel so good,” Thomas said.
“Mmm-hmm.”
“Tell me how much you like it.”
“Oh God, Thomas, it feels amazing,” I said, my voice low.
I felt intoxicated. I wanted to feel what his cock would feel like inside me.
“Do you want me to stop?” he teased as he started to slowly withdraw his finger.
“Oh God, no, no, no!” I said grabbing his cock tighter. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
Thomas smiled a sexy grin as he grabbed my hips and pressed them into the wall so hard the picture frames rattled. He slid his hand along my thigh, and my whole body shivered when he opened me further.
He moved closer, and I could feel the tip of his cock at my slick entrance. I couldn’t believe how badly I wanted to feel him inside of me.
“Ready?” he asked looking as though he was teasing himself as much as he was teasing me.
“Please!” I said trying not to make it sound as though I was begging, although it definitely came out that way.
He started to ease his hard cock inside me. At first just the tip. It almost seemed as though he was having second thoughts, but then he pressed into me with a rough thrust.
“Oh God!” I said, my eyes wide as I tried to reach out for something to hold on to. I wrapped my arms around Thomas and dug my fingertips into his muscular back. I could feel his muscles contracting and releasing as he moved in and out of my pussy.
Thomas pressed his palms against the wall and hammered into me as though an animalistic need had taken over. The out-of-control look on his face drove me wild.
I wanted him more.
I wanted him harder.
I couldn’t believe I was here with Thomas and that this was really happening. How had it come to this after what I had done? It didn’t matter… it didn’t matter one bit.
He stuffed himself as deep as he could into me, over and over again. My whole body tingled.
“Thomas!” I moaned far too loudly when he stroked my nipple.
“Come for me,” he said looking into my eyes.
He twirled his hips hitting me in all the right places. When my lips parted, he stuck his thumb into my mouth. I sucked it as he rocked his hips into mine.
“Fuck yeah,” he said looking at my mouth. “I could fucking do this forever.”
“Oh!” I moaned. I could feel my orgasm rising. I was so close, and I wanted it so bad.
He could tell I was teetering on the edge of my orgasm. And when he grabbed my breast and flicked my nipple with his wet thumb there wasn’t anything I could to do to stop.
I cried out as I let my orgasm wash all over my body. It felt as though I was floating out of the room as every nerve in my body tingled with pleasure.
“You’re so fucking hot,” Thomas said as he pounded me into the wall.
My cries increased in volume as Thomas released himself into me.
“Oh fuuuuck,” he said as he thrust himself so deep I could feel every inch of his cock inside me.
He rolled his hips in small circles as we both came down from our high. My breathing was as heavy as my body felt.
Thomas pulled out and gently lowered me to the ground. He lightly grabbed the sides of my face and pulled me in for a long kiss.
“Everything I imagined and more,” he said with his forehead pressed against mine. I was surprised he couldn’t meet my gaze. “You OK?”
I nodded and bit my lip. I don’t think I could have been better.
Chapter 13
I sat down on the bed after we were both dressed. Every emotion possible was surging through my veins, and I didn’t know how I should feel about what had just happened.
After all this time, Thomas still got to bag the virgin. As the thought sat with me, I could feel my anger growing.
He’d gotten what he wanted all along. Any normal guy would have been angry about having to walk through town naked, but Thomas hadn’t been.
Maybe it had been part of his plan all along.
He let it slide just so he could get in my pants.
“You should go,” I said feeling the heat moving to my cheeks.
“What? Why?” he said looking at me as he shook his head side to side. “Did I do something wrong?”
“Wyatt’s probably waiting.”
Thomas looked at me with wide eyes. “I don’t really want to talk about your brother right now.�
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“He’s going to wonder where you are,” I said rolling my eyes, and I walked past him towards the door. “It was great, but you should go.”
“Um, OK,” he said looking somewhat confused. “Can I see you tomorrow?”
“Yeah, maybe,” I lied, and he leaned forward to kiss me on the cheek.
“Are you sure?” he said, pointing towards the parking lot. “I don’t want to leave you. I can stay a little longer.”
“No, no. I’m sure,” I said swallowing hard. What had I done? How was sleeping with the enemy payback for the cruelty he’d shown me so long ago?
He took a step back and waved. “I’ll call you,” he said, and I closed the door.
I peeked out between the curtains and watched him walk across the parking lot to my brother’s car. He climbed into the driver’s seat, and after several minutes he backed out and drove away.
When he was finally out of sight, I let out a breath. My shoulders felt heavy. I dragged my feet over to the bed and flopped down face first into the pillows.
What had I done?
Chapter 14
The next morning I turned on my phone, and I was surprised to see a message waiting for me. It was from Thomas.
Can I see you?
He’d only sent it five minutes ago.
No.
I typed and clicked send before I could let myself think. Or change my mind.
What? Why not? What’s going on here?
I rolled my eyes at his message. He fooled me once… I wasn’t going to fall for it again.
Even though being with him had been absolutely amazing, it had been a mistake. It didn’t matter that all my feelings for him were rushing back. I couldn’t let that happen. I couldn’t go back to that place, only to get hurt again.
It’s for the best.
I squeezed my eyes shut tight and tapped send on the screen. My phone buzzed one, and a pop-up informed me that I was at ten percent battery.
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