Forever Tomorrow: Kingsley Series Book 4

by Thorne, Haylee

  Mika looks at me intently, I can almost hear the gears inside his skull turning.

  “I need you to be safe. I can’t risk putting you in danger.”

  “Why don’t we make it a group thing?” Raeva interjects.

  Both Mika and I turn to Rae and bestow a confused expression onto her. She just grins.

  “I can ask Jill to set us all up for a private spa day at Serenity. Just all of us girls. My control freak husband and your over-protective boyfriend can set up all sorts of security in there without anyone knowing. And you can get your mom alone in a room and tell her everything,” she explains.

  I move forward and throw my arms around my sister-in-law’s neck.

  “You’re fucking brilliant, Rae!” I tell her as I hug her tight.

  “Why do you think I married her?” Mika says, smiling affectionately at his wife.

  “Oh?” Rae says stepping out of my hug.

  She slides her hands over her now obvious pregnant belly.

  “It wasn’t for my amazing body?” she says teasingly.

  Mika closes the distance between them and sinks to his knees. Taking the entire room by surprise as he does. He leans forward and presses a kiss to her abdomen.

  “You’re the whole goddamned package, and just when I thought I couldn’t be any happier, or love anyone any more. You continue to prove me wrong. And I fucking love it, Sweet Pea.”

  “You guys, I am trying not to expel my stomach content here, but you’re making it hard.” I tease.

  Mika smirks.

  “It’s my house, you don’t like what you see, your place is next door,” he says before pressing another kiss to Rae’s belly.

  “I guess that is our queue to leave guys,” Eric announces amused.

  “Yes, I’ll go grab a cab,” Phoenix says with chuckle.

  “Oh, I can give you a ride if you want?”

  “If you are on that death trap on two wheels you can forget it,” Mika grumbles.

  Phoenix’s face lights up.

  “You ride a bike?” she asks, ignoring Mika’s objection.

  “Yup, she’s a beast,” River replies proudly.

  “She?” Phoenix asks amused.

  “Oh yeah, with those sleek and sexy lines, it has to be a woman,” River tells her with a wink.

  Phoenix smiles big as she replies.

  “I would love for you to take me home on that sexy beast.”

  River smirks. Mika however, isn’t that amused. He rises to his feet and starts to walk toward our sister.

  “You are not getting on that death trap.”

  “And you were going to stop me how?” she challenges.

  “Don’t tempt me into finding ways sis,” he warns.

  Phoenix is not impressed.

  “Listen, little brother,” she tells him putting emphasis on the word little. “According to the laws of the jungle, I am the eldest, so you cannot tell me what to do.”

  She sticks her tongue out and starts to stalk to the door. Eric, Raeva, River and myself burst out laughing, while a perplexed Mika just gapes for a moment.

  “If she has so much as a bruise on her when she gets home, I will have your head on a platter,” Mika tells River. “I’ll be fucking glad when the apartment below is ready for you to move in,” he tells Phoenix.

  “I didn’t agree to all that yet,” she protests.

  “You will,” he says simply.

  Mika smiles and kisses the top of her head. I am stunned by this show of affection. Stunned and elated. Thanks to Raeva, Mika has been able to open his heart again, and it is so amazing to see that he is making room for Phoenix. I can see that the gesture softens her stance as well.

  “Maybe it wouldn’t be all bad living so close to my family,” she says smiling as we all walk to the front door.

  “I’ll call Jillybean and set everything up. I’ll let you know the details as soon as I know,” Raeva says.

  We all say our goodbyes and leave their apartment. Eric and I walk River and Phoenix to the elevator.

  “River, you better have a helmet for her,” I warn.

  “I’ll give her mine, she’ll be safe, I promise,” he assures me.

  The elevator doors open and the pair of them step inside.

  “Fine,” I tell him before turning to my sister. “You better call or text me the second those feet hit the pavement again.”

  “I’ll let you know when I made it home safely,” she replies as the doors slide shut.

  The very second that the doors of the elevator slide shut, I wrap my arms around Mikaela and hoist her over my shoulder. My action is rewarded with the cutest little yelp followed by a giggle that makes my cock twitch in my pants. Everything about this woman turns me on, it’s a proven fact that she has ruined me for any other woman since the very first day I put eyes on her. I turn around and stalk through her front door as if I own the place. I kick the door shut behind me, not bothering to stop in my quest to get us to the bedroom. Mikaela however, is very distracting. She’s draped over my shoulder, her front facing my back. Both of her hands are kneading my rear end with singular enthusiasm. It’s been only a few days, but it feels like years. I don’t just want her, I need her. I feel like burying myself inside of her is as vital for my survival as my next breath. When I finally reach her bed, I throw her onto it, my impatience evident. I tug at the tie around my neck, loosening it, before shrugging out of my jacket. I move forward as I drop the jacket to the ground. Mikaela seems to be as impatient as me, thrusting herself upward and quite literally ripping my shirt open. The sound of heavy breathing from the both of us paired with the buttons of my shirts hitting her solid wood floors is fucking sexy as hell. Her hands fly to my belt, and she unbuckles me swiftly. She hooks her fingers inside my boxers and tugs hard, ridding me of both my pants and my underpants in one move. My very ready erecting springs free, and she looks at it with hunger in her eyes. I watch her face intently as she licks her lips at the sight of my engorged member. I nearly explode on the spot. She doesn’t take her eyes off me as she wordlessly lifts her hands above her head. I lean forward and claim her lips with a hungry kiss while my greedy hands roam downwards until they find the hem of her dress. Somewhere in the back of my foggy brain, I realize that she is currently wearing too much fabric for my liking. I reluctantly wrench my lips from hers, so I can pull the offensive frock over her head. She sits on the bed before me on her knees wearing nothing but obscenely tiny lace panties and a matching bra. And fuck me if it isn’t the sexiest sight in the world. Her golden eyes are glowing and boring into mine as her hands roam over her body. I can feel my self-control rapidly slipping away. I push her gently onto her back and pull her legs from under her and tug her toward me until her ass is at the bottom of the bed. I need to taste her, and I don’t want to wait any longer.

  “I hope you’re not too attached to these,” I tell her as I destroy the lace fabric that is between me and her pussy.

  She already so wet, and seeing what I do to her makes me even wilder with desire. Before she can answer I sink to my knees, throw her leg over my shoulder and bury my face against her core. I feast on her like a starving man, lapping up her nectar like it’s my last meal. She moans as I thrust my tongue into her tight passage, and the sound is intoxicating. Her hands slide into my hair and grip tightly when I suck on her little bundle of nerves. I reward her by pushing two fingers inside of her. I pump my digits into her relentlessly as my tongue is licking and sucking at her clit. I slide my free hand across her stomach and unclasp her front close bra, freeing her magnificent breasts. I take her breast into my hand, kneading at the ample flesh before my fingers find her rock-hard nipple. I pinch it before pulling it taut, and when she whimpers beneath me, I show the same attention to her other breast. My other hand is still pumping in and out of her and my mouth continues to suck at her clit. And I don’t stop until I can feel her walls tightening around my fingers. She gasps my name as she comes for me and it is by far my favorite sound in the wo
rld. And I am willing to do just about anything to hear it again, and again, and again. I rise and grab her by the waist, lifting her so I can position her onto the bed. I get onto the bed myself. I lean in and kiss her roughly, thrusting my tongue into her mouth hungrily. With some difficulty, I pull away. I take her arms and drag them high above her head and spread her legs and guide myself to her entrance.

  “Yes,” she hisses as I work myself in.

  I fill her, slowly, until I feel the end of her. I ease in and out, my pace slow. I close my eyes, as I savour the utopian feeling of being inside of her. God, I have missed her. I tell her so as I slowly pull out.

  “I missed you too. So much,” she tells me.

  I slowly sink into her again.

  “Please, Eric. I need you. Faster, harder. Please,” she whimpers.

  She doesn’t have to ask me twice; the needy sound of her voice has effectively destroyed the last shred of self-control I was holding on to. I thrust forward, harder and harder increasing my pace until I am slamming into her with punishing strokes. I am still holding her hands above her head with one hand, while the other reaches down and finds her clit. It isn’t too long before I can feel her clenching around my cock and I know she’s coming. She rewards me with that sound she makes and it sends me into a frenzy. I continue to pound into her and I growl her name as my release pours into the depth of her. I release my hold on her and her arms wrap around me. And her mouth eagerly finds mine. I roll onto my back, taking her with me. She’s on top of me, her divine naked body pressing against me as she explores my mouth with hers. I can feel myself grow hard again. She smiles against my mouth.

  “Ready to go again so soon?” she says teasingly. “You really must have missed me.”

  She grinds her pulsating core across my hard length and I nearly lose my damn mind. I want her, need to be inside of her. I am desperate for it as if I have not been inside of her just mere minutes ago. Mikaela sits up and shrugs out of her bra. She tosses it across the room without looking. Her gaze fixed on my face. She bites her lip and smiles as she lifts her hips and steadies herself with one hand on my chest. She guides my cock to her entrance and impales herself in one smooth stroke, seating herself to the hilt.

  “Oh God, it feels so good Eric, you’re so deep this way,” she tells me before she starts to move.

  She arches her back, thrusting her chest forward and giving me a spectacular view of her amazing rack. She rides me, rolling her hips in big motions. My hands are kneading at her thighs and I roll my hips upward to meet her movements. My hands move to her hips and I start to thrust up, again and again and again, increasing the speed. Each thrust becoming more powerful, more forceful as I chase both our orgasms. I watch her bounce on top of me, her head thrown back and her hands clutching mine on her hips. I can feel myself getting closer, but I need her to come first.

  “Touch yourself baby,” I tell her as I take one hand and guide it to her core.

  She doesn’t hesitate and starts to rub her clit. I continue to slam into her, enjoying the view as I do. I can feel the spasms of her impending orgasm mere seconds before she cries out my name. And I follow her, her name falling from my mouth in a guttural noise as I empty myself into her once more. Mikaela collapses on top of me and I place a gentle kiss on her lips. We just lay there for a while in silence, our erratic breathing the only thing breaking the silence.

  “Wow,” she says after she manages to catch her breath.

  “Wow indeed,” I concur.

  “If this is what make-up sex feels like, we might need to fight a little more often,” she jokes.

  I anchor her chin between my thumb and forefinger and initiate eye contact.

  “So, you’re not mad at me anymore?”

  “No. I am not.”

  “That’s good. I never want to fight with you, Lady Kingsley. Nor do I want to be away from you for any length of time. I thought I lost you for years. I am not sure I can survive losing you again. And I don’t think that there is anything I wouldn’t do to make you happy, but your safety trumps your happiness, every time. I need you to understand that.”

  She smiles sweetly.

  “I do. I get it. If the roles were reversed, I’d do the same. I am sorry for being stubborn. And I know we will disagree sometimes, and I don’t like to fight with you either, Eric. But I know that we will at times. I love you and I missed you so much. And I promise you, as long as you want me, you’ll never lose me.”

  I release her chin and take her face in my hands. I pull her closer and kiss her for that. For telling me the words I didn’t know needed to hear from her.

  * * *

  I can’t remember the last time I have felt like this. Despite eating a hearty breakfast, there is an empty feeling in the pit of my stomach. I blink as the door opens.

  “Were you just going to stand there all day and stare at my door?” Mika asks.

  I blink again.

  “Are you okay, Hardwick? What is going on?”

  “I’m fine.”

  “You’re fine?”

  “Yes, why would you think I’m not fine?”

  “You mean besides the fact that you just spent the last seven minutes standing in front of my office door, just staring at it?”

  “Do I even want to know how you know that?”

  “River,” we say in unison.

  Of course, the new security system.

  “Why were you timing me?”

  “Because it is fucking weird when someone just stares at a door.”

  “Touché,” I say with a chuckle.

  “So, you want to tell me what is on your mind? It can’t be that bad. I already know that you’re sleeping with my sister,” he jokes.

  I swallow.

  “Actually, I wanted to talk about Mikaela.”

  “What about her? Is she okay?”

  “Yeah. She is fine. I am fine, we are both fine.”

  “Did you guys break up or something?”

  “What? No. Fuck no. No.”

  Mika chuckles.

  “Okay? So what then.”

  Just spit it out. I tell myself.

  “I want to ask her to marry me.”

  “You want to propose?”

  “Yes.”

  “Are you like wanting to ask me for her hand in marriage or something,” he says laughing.

  “Actually, yes. That is exactly what I am trying to do.”

  Mika’s eyes widen slightly. I think I took him by surprise. I feel relief flooding through my veins when he grins wide.

  “Well, like I said. You’re already sleeping with her. You might as well make an honest woman out of her. Besides, you’ve always been like a brother to me, now it’ll be legally so.”

  “So, we have your blessing?”

  “Hell yes. I couldn’t dream up a better man to take my sister off my hands,” he says with a slap on my back.

  “So, when are we asking her?”

  “We?”

  “Hey, you were at my proposal, I’ll be damned if I miss yours.”

  I have barely sat down at my desk when Raeva walks in with Jillybean in tow.

  “Good morning, sunshine,” Jill says as she hands me one of the cups in her hand.

  “Good morning, you come bearing gifts I see,” I reply with a grateful smile.

  Last night was amazing but has left me a little sleep deprived. But I’m definitely not complaining.

  “We come bearing great news too,” Raeva says with a smirk. “Jill is closing Serenity this afternoon, and we are having a spa day. I already called your mom and invited her. She agreed to come. Phoenix is coming too.”

  My heart rate accelerates.

  “Wow. You guys didn’t waste any time.”

  “Stop doubting. You made the right choice, Mik. You will never forgive yourself if you don’t.”

  I don’t have to say the words for Rae to understand me. She knows me better than most.

  “I know, and you’re right. It’s just…I don�
�t know how to explain it.”

  “You’re worried you’re going to lose your mom all over again?”

  I nod.

  Raeva circles the desk and grabs my hand.

  “Even if she doesn’t remember, it’ll be hard to refute the facts. And we have the facts. River made sure of that.”

  “Love is a crazy thing. And who knows how my father will spin this to his advantage.”

  “I am sure he will try. That’s his nature. But if we don’t do anything, just because we are scared of her reaction, then we are cowards. And we are a lot of things, sister. But coward doesn’t make that list,” Raeva says as she squeezes my hand.

  Warmth radiates through my chest. I love my sister-in-law. I am so grateful my brother found her. She’s not just an amazing wife to him, she’s also an incredible sister to me.

  “Thank you, Rae.”

  “For the coffee or the advice?” she asks with a smirk.

  “Both of those. And for being the best sister-in-law a gal can ask for.”

  “Hey, I object,” Jill interjects.

  “To what?” Raeva asks with a chuckle.

  “I brought the coffee,” Jill deadpans.

  Raeva rolls her eyes.

  “You carried it in.”

  “Still.”

  The three of us burst out laughing. And just like that, I feel better.

  * * *

  We are all ready and sitting in the relaxation room in our robes when Mom gets escorted in.

  “Hello, ladies,” she says smiling kindly.

  “Hey mom. We are happy you were able to join us today,” I tell her.

  “How could I pass up spending time with you?”

  I force a smile, feeling guilty to have ulterior motives or our day.

  “It’s okay, love bug. We have taken precautions, your dad made sure we weren’t followed, and he will be picking me up when we are ready.”

  The fact that she mistakes the guilt on my face for worry makes me feel even worse. I don’t really know how to respond. But all guilt aside, she has just given me an opening and I know I should take it. I swallow hard.