by Skye Turner
Her mouth is open in horror. She squeaks out, “Every night? Every night, Ty? You screwed like thirty women?! In a month?!”
Wow, when she says it so plainly…
No wonder she’s horrified.
I nod. “Yeah, give or take one or two.”
She stands rapidly and walks to the window. I watch her from the bed with my heart in my throat.
I know that if she asks me to leave, I’ll have to and that this time will be the last time. And even after what she did… what I did… she’d be justified.
Without turning around, she asks quietly, “You screwed all of those women because I hurt you?”
I did it because I was trying to forget her, but I made the choice to do it.
Standing, I walk over to the window. I stop right behind her. I can see her watching me from the reflection. I don’t touch her, but I nod.
“I did it because I was upset about you and me, yes. But I made the choice to sleep with them. It wasn’t the best decision of my life, but I’m owning it. I made the decision. I slept with them to try to forget you.
“It didn’t work.” I smile sadly. “You’re kind of hard to forget, princess.”
She sighs and her head drops to the window. She breathes deeply for a bit before she raises her head. She turns and looks at me.
Time stands still as I wait for what she’s about to say.
No matter what it is… the next words that leave her lips are going to change my life.
*
AnnaBeth
Ty had sex with at least thirty women in the three months since I left him. In ONE month!
THIRTY WOMEN!
Jesus!
Yet, had I stood up for what I wanted and taken a chance on my heart instead of going along with what my family wanted… he wouldn’t have.
How can I hold his actions against him? How can I judge him for them when the reason he acted that way was because of me? Because I hurt him.
Yes, it was a stupid thing to do. As if you can screw your way into forgetting someone. It’s disgusting.
I could never do that… I would never do that.
Yet… I was going to marry a man I actually despised and had I gone through with it… I’d have slept with Stanton. I’d have had children with him.
How is that any different really?!
What do I do? What do I want to do?
I don’t even know.
I know I’m pissed. If he cared about me, then how could he fuck all of those women?
You left him, AnnaBeth! You broke his heart.
I did, yes! I know that. I could see it when I left and when I went to tell him I was engaged.
But, he slept with so many women.
Did he use protection? Could he have gotten one of them pregnant?
If he happens to be having a baby with someone else because of his indiscretions when we were apart… can I handle that?
Shit!
I want him.
Ty makes me happy. Ty fills the parts of me that I didn’t know needed filling… but can I forget that in three months, he was intimate with more people than I’ve even kissed in my entire life?
DAMMIT to HELL!
I don’t know what to do. I don’t know…
Part of me wants to rage at him. But I don’t really have that right.
Part of me wants to say it doesn’t matter. But would I be lying? Does it matter?
And part of me just wants to get lost in his kiss. In his arms.
No one makes me feel like Ty Boudreaux does.
No one has my heart… no one except… Ty.
With a sigh, I turn from the window and face him.
I can see the strain on his face. What I think about him matters.
That’s all the information I need.
Reaching up, I caress his face with my fingertips. He sighs and presses a kiss into my palm as I trace the planes of his face.
Looking right into his green eyes, reflecting the moon’s glow, I say, “I’m not going to tell you I’m ok with this information, because I’m honestly not. That’s a lot of women, Ty. And I’m angry. I’m so angry.
“I know I probably shouldn’t be, but I am.
“I’m also uneasy… I don’t know what happened when you were with them. I don’t know if I have to worry about going somewhere with you and being approached by some woman saying she’s pregnant. I don’t know how that would affect me.”
He shakes his head, stopping my words. “No one is pregnant, AB. None of them. I was careful with everyone. I’m always careful. I use protection. I used protection with every single one of them.
“You have every right to be angry. You have the right to be upset and you have the right to be disgusted. Hell, I was disgusted myself.
“But, I’m telling you that you do not have to worry about a pregnancy. That is one thing you do not have to worry about.”
“I’m clean, too… I get tested regularly and I’ve been tested twice since the last one…”
I look at him. Really look at him. He used protection… We always used it before, too. But I don’t want to anymore.
If we’re doing this… and we are doing this, I don’t want to use protection. I want a relationship with this man.
I care about him. He cares about me, too.
I don’t know why or how, but I’m supposed to be with Ty Boudreaux.
I have no idea if we’re going to work out, but I have to think that we just might. I have to think that we were placed into each other’s paths for a reason.
I don’t have the answers and I know that we have so much to work through and so much to still learn about each other, but I know that I want to.
I want Ty.
Ty is the man that my heart wants.
And it’s way past time I listen to my heart and allow myself to live my life in the way that I want to.
I’m an adult. He’s an adult.
Sure, we’re different, but that’s what keeps things interesting. I don’t want a carbon copy of myself in my life. I deserve more than that.
I deserve to live. I deserve to laugh and to mess up and to be with a man I can’t keep my hands off of. I deserve to love and I deserve a man who loves me.
I deserve to see what’s here with this man.
I deserve Ty Boudreaux.
With a smile, I drop the sheet and press against Ty.
His eyes go wide and he says, “What are you doing, princess?”
Pressing a kiss against his chest, I can feel his heart racing beneath my lips. I smile. “Take me to bed, Ty. We’ve talked enough for now. We have all the time in the world to hash it out, but right now… take me to bed.”
Chapter Fourteen
Ty
Did she just smile at me and tell me to take her to bed?! I thought she was going to kick me out, but instead, she surprised me… again.
Is there any wonder I’m insane over this woman?
Stop talking to yourself, asshole, and take your woman to bed!
Taking her hands, I pull a naked AnnaBeth to her bed and lift her onto it. She kneels and wraps her arms around my neck as she presents me with her still swollen lips.
Taking her cue, I press mine to hers. She sighs against them and opens her mouth, granting me access.
Deepening the kiss, I cradle her against me as I lay us back on the cool sheets. Her hands are trailing over my muscled back before cupping my ass and pulling me against her. My hands are traveling her body as well, rememorizing all of her curves. She shivers as my fingertips trail across her chest and down her stomach. As I reach her hip, I lightly follow the bones before cupping her mound in my hand. She gasps into my mouth as her legs fall open. My fingers caress the inside of her thighs. They start to quiver with her unrestrained passion. Her hands clutch tightly at my ass as we continue to kiss feverishly.
One finger trails over the outside of her slit before I dip inside the moisture gathered there. My finger sinks into her velvety depths and her head arches
back as her lips cling desperately to mine. My tongue mimics my fingers.
Her knees are gripping my hips as I add another finger and slowly stretch her. I don’t want to hurt her.
AnnaBeth’s hands leave my ass to reach around and grasp my rigid cock. I groan as her small, soft hand strokes me. Soon, her hand leaves my shaft and she places it over my hand so she can feel me fingering her. Her fingers play with her clit until suddenly, her back arches and she screams into my mouth as she shatters.
Her hips ride my hand. She slumps back and I can still feel her convulsing around my fingers as I remove them. Cracking her eyes open, she reaches for me again. With a gentle tug, she positions me at her entrance.
I look at her in expectation, just waiting. She smiles again and leans up. She whispers against my mouth, “Make love to me, Ty. Right now.”
Looking down, I see my tip parting her lips. “Like this?” I manage to groan out.
She nods. “Yes. Just. Like. This.” And she arches her hips and takes me inside.
My eyes cross at the pleasure of being inside of her totally bare.
My hips start to move and I glide in and out of her. Her muscles are clenching me, attempting to hold me inside. Soon, she’s grabbing my ass and pulling me against her as she pushes up from the bed. The sounds she’s emitting urge me on and I desperately want to make her cum again. I have to feel her spasms as she milks my bare cock.
She’s moaning and her head is thrashing from side to side as I repeatedly thrust inside her. She screeches, “Ty, I’m coming… Dear God… Ohhhhhhhh…”
As her pussy contracts around me, it sets me off. With a roar, “AnnaBeth! Oh baby. Baby… Ahhhhhhhhhhh,” I empty myself inside of her.
I just need to lie here for a minute. I think I just died. I think I’m dead.
Am I dead?
There’s no way humanly possible a person can come that hard, feel that much pleasure, and still be alive.
Shit. She killed me. Making love to AnnaBeth skin to skin… killed me.
I fucking died happy.
Hello, Heaven.
A contented sigh next to me has me opening my eyes. I’m still supporting myself on my hands. Leaning down, I kiss her softly. She cracks her eyes open and her bright blue gaze pierces my soul.
She smiles at me and reaches up to trace my chin. “That was pretty fucking amazing, lover.”
Did she just say “fuck?”
With a smirk, I roll off of her, but I quickly cradle her body and tuck her back against my chest. My softening shaft is pressing against her firm ass and I can feel liquid there.
Hers… mine… a combination of the two… I have no idea, but it makes me smile and I get a sense of caveman pride.
My woman is lying in my arms and my semen is deep inside of her.
I kiss her shoulder and she snuggles more firmly against me. With a grin, I ask, “Did you just say ‘fuck’?”
She starts to laugh. Her whole body is shaking with it. Turning so she faces me, she smiles into my eyes. Her eyes are… happy. “Yeah, I did. Who would have thought it? You’re a bad influence.
“AnnaBeth Bellaforte cussing like a dirty sailor.”
I throw my head back with unrestrained laughter. When I can breathe again, I look at the vision in my arms. I smile.
She smiles back. “Thank you.” Leaning over, she presses a gentle kiss to my chin.
My brow furrows. “Thank me? For what? Why are you thanking me, princess?”
She sighs. “Because even after I hurt you, you gave me a second chance. I wasn’t certain you would.”
Leaning up on my elbow, I lay my head on my palm and watch her. I chuckle. “You’re kind of a force to be reckoned with, princess. For reasons I can’t fully comprehend, you’re in here.” I tap my head.
She smiles at me. I decide to just be 100% honest. Taking her hand and placing it over my beating heart, I mutter, “And despite me trying to fight it with everything I have… you’re in here.”
And there it is.
You practically just told her that you love her…
She’s not saying anything…
*
AnnaBeth
What? What is Ty saying? I’m in his head and in his… heart?
Is he saying he loves me? Does he love me?
Do I love him?
I know I want him. I care about him. He calls to me. I can’t stay away, but is that love?
Shit…
I’m so out of my depth here.
My eyes fill with tears. Regardless of what he’s saying, he’s saying he cares and that’s more than I deserve. I decide to stop stressing about what his words mean or don’t mean and just enjoy the fact that he’s saying he cares about me.
With a groan, I kiss him. My lips cling to his as if they’re a lifeline. He kisses me back.
I pull back and he’s looking at me curiously. Smiling, I lay my head on his chest, but angle my head so I can see his face. He’s still watching me. “It’s the same for me, Ty.”
His chest jerks as he expels a huge sigh. Reaching out, he smooths my hair from my face. I’m certain I’m a mess.
We lie in silence for a while. Both of us just absorbing the fact that after three months we’re together again. Only this time… it’s going to be different.
I sigh again as I take in the night sounds outside the windows and the combined sounds of our breathing.
His chest rumbles under my cheek as his hands comb through my hair. “What’s the sigh for?”
Turning, I lean up on my elbows. I scoot closer before crossing my arms. As I rest my chin on my crossed arms, I reply, “Things are about to get interesting. You know that, right?”
He says, “How so?”
Laughing lightly, I gesture between the two of us. “You and me… us… as far as anyone other than Bently and Coralee know, we hate each other.”
He chuckles. “Yeah, I know. Tif is going to shit.”
I know.
My sister is not going to be too happy about the fact that her detested little sister is involved with her partner.
She’s not going to like that he’s been keeping secrets.
Though, it was MY fault that she doesn’t know. He wanted to tell her and I wouldn’t let him.
Shit! I hope that things will be ok with them.
Tifanie loves him though. She’ll be more upset with me than with him and if she finds out that I broke his heart… she’s going to hate me.
Especially for the stupid reason. She shuns the life we live anyway.
And she was right. She’s always lived her life the way she wanted. Look at now, she’s seriously involved with that rock star and doesn’t give a shit what anyone thinks.
He seems like a really decent man though. I can kind of understand his appeal.
We have to tell Tifanie…
And my parents.
This is going to be interesting.
A kiss on the top of my head has me looking up and retreating from my scattered thoughts.
Ty smiles softly at me. “It’s going to be ok, AB. Either people will accept it… accept us… or they won’t.
“I could care less what people think… but, I know that you do care.”
Wow. And then he goes and says stuff like that.
Shaking my head, my hair fans out around my face. His hands find the strands and sift through them. I suddenly realize he’s wrong…
With a huge grin, I sit up quickly. His eyes mirror his surprise at the quick action. Straddling him, I lean down and walk my fingers up his stomach. He groans and I feel him start to grow where he’s resting between my thighs. I shake my head and look down at him. “You know what?”
His brows rise at my playful tone. “What?”
I laugh and the sound echoes throughout the room. I feel so free. “I actually don’t care what anyone thinks. I want to be with you. Screw everyone else. If they don’t like it, screw them. It’s not their business anyway!”
I mean it too. I
want to be with Ty. Against all odds and putting our differences aside, he’s who and what I want. If anyone has a problem with it… it’s their problem!
Before I realize what he’s doing, Ty grabs my hips and rolls us. I’m no longer on top of him. His face is grinning wolfishly down into mine. I blink and grin back.
Leaning down, he kisses the breath out of me. My heart is racing and my hands are massaging his tight ass.
He really is perfection. Who would have ever imagined that a red-head with freckles, muscles, and sage eyes would ever sweep me off my feet?
I certainly wouldn’t have, yet the man above me consumes me. I can’t get enough and I don’t want to.
My thoughts end on another drawn out moan as he wraps my legs around his hips and drives into me.
His hands clasp mine and I hold on tightly as he takes us on a journey into the heavens.
Conscious thought leaves my body as I simply give up all control and hold on for dear life.
Our gazes stay locked as he brings us both into euphoria. I can feel the wave build within me… It’s so intense with the deep connection. I’ve never felt like this before.
I can’t stand it. My body starts to convulse as every feeling is amplified from the inside out. He’s bearing down and I can see the restraint he’s trying to hold on to…The complexity of everything I’m feeling hits me as I combust. The last thing I hear, before everything goes black and I’m lost in the sensations, is Ty crying out my name as he fills me.
Chapter Fifteen
Ty
Holy fucking hell!
What. Just. Happened?
I’ve never been so connected to another person before. Looking into AnnaBeth’s eyes as I made love to her… and that’s what it was… we made love.