In Love with My Brother's Best Friend: Complete Box Set

by Cummin, Sharon

  “Our house,” I said, as I looked over at her.

  “Our house,” she said. “So, big brother, I guess that makes that our car out there.”

  Tim got up and came around the table. She stood up and looked him right in the eyes. My girl was amazing.

  “Watch your next move,” I said. “My girl's a bad ass. She'll take you down. If she doesn't, I'll be right there to do it.”

  Tim wrapped his arms around her and smiled.

  “So, little sis, can I drive your car?” he asked with a laugh.

  “I'll think about it,” she said, as she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tight.

  “I'm sorry,” Tim said, as he looked down at me.

  I stood up and wrapped my arms around two of the four closest people in my life.

  “It's okay,” I said. “I know you were just looking out for her, but that's my job now.”

  “I'll always look out for her,” Tim said. “If you ever hurt her, I'll tear you to shreds.”

  “I'd expect nothing less,” I said.

  Tina wanted to leave shortly after we all sat back down and finished eating. She handed me the keys as soon as we got to the car. I opened her door for her and walked around to get in my side. When I looked up at the house, her mom had the biggest smile on her face.

  We got home and Tina disappeared up the stairs. I followed her up after I locked up the house. I walked through the door to pieces of her clothes on the floor. I looked up to see the open doors leading out to the deck. When I passed through the doors, I lost my breath. Seriously couldn't fucking breathe. The most beautiful, sexy woman was standing against the railing completely naked. The light from inside the room reflected on her dark hair that was covering her shoulders and part of her bare breasts. My cock was instantly hard and twitching in my pants.

  “So fucking beautiful,” I said, as I reached out, grabbed the back of her neck, and brought our lips together.

  We christened our deck and so many other places by the time she needed to leave the following night. She'd taken an hour long bath after we'd been in the hot tub. My woman loved the damn water. By the time I dropped her off at the airport, we were both exhausted and in need of sleep. I wrapped my arms around her and told her I'd be there as soon as I could to see her. She walked through the airport doors, and I drove over and returned her rental car, making sure it was charged to me instead of her.

  My driver was waiting for me at the rental car company. I wasn't sure I was going to make it home before falling asleep. I pulled out my phone to send Chris a message.

  Me: Tina's at the airport. I have a few things to handle before I can fly out to New York. I need you to check on her and make sure she's okay for me. Not that I want you in her apartment, but will you stay with her until I get there? Make up reasons. I'll make it up to you.

  Chris: I was worried you'd steal her away from me. I miss that cocky mouth of hers. It's boring without her.

  Me: It sure is. I know you have your daughter, so I'll make sure I'm there before Friday.

  Chris: Everything good.

  Me: Everything is perfect. Thank you for taking care of my girl the last five years. I should have been there.

  Chris: Your girl. We can talk about that later.

  I had to shake my head and laugh. There was no way I was responding to that one. My phone beeped just as my head went back against the seat.

  Tina: You seriously put her number into my phone. Do you not like having her for an assistant?

  I couldn't help the laugh that came from deep in my chest when I read her message. I could only imagine the text messages she would send Andrea. That didn't matter. Tina was all that mattered. I needed her to feel comfortable with everything in my life.

  Me: Of course I do. She keeps my schedule straight and jumps to get her work done.

  Tina: She wants to jump something alright.

  Me: I miss your mouth already.

  Tina: I bet you do.

  Me: I can't win at this can I?

  Tina: Nope. Keep my car warm for me.

  Me: I'd like to keep a lot more than your car warm. I'll be there as soon as I can.

  Tina: Don't rush. I'm not going anywhere. We've got plenty of time. Thank you.

  Me: For what?

  Tina: I'm just fine flying coach. This attention's kind of strange up here. They keep offering me things.

  Me: Get used to it. Text me as soon as the plane lands.

  About ten minutes later my phone beeped again.

  Tina: Chris just sent me a message saying he couldn't wait to see me and was staying at my apartment tonight. I'm so damn tired. I'm not sure I'll last more than five seconds once I'm home. Do you mind if he stays? He said he'll sleep on the couch.

  Me: Of course. His ass better sleep on the couch.

  Tina: Why do I get the feeling that Chris is going to be with me all week?

  Me: Don't you have to shut your phone off for takeoff?

  Tina: You're something else, Jackie. I know you're the one behind it. Thank you for caring.

  Me: Always. Love you, baby.

  Tina: Love you too.

  Chapter 17

  Tina

  Chris wasn't happy to find out I was leaving, but he felt a little better knowing Jackson was willing to fly him to Florida every other weekend or every weekend if he wanted to bring his daughter. What I didn't know was that he was still talking to the guy he met at the club when we were there for my brother's wedding. I told him about the house and yard and wanted him to see if his daughter could visit with him. There was no way she wouldn't love it.

  Rachel was so wrapped up in her new relationship with Cliff, and Jen had just started talking to a new guy of her own. They promised to visit me, and I promised I'd come back to see them as well.

  I let the school know right away that I wouldn't be back to teach so they had plenty of time to find a replacement for me. I was definitely going to miss the kids but knew I could see them when I went back to visit.

  There was nothing else keeping me in New York, but I had still planned to wait before making the move. My lease could be broken at any time. Jackson had made that very clear. He was pretty sure the landlord would give me no problem at all if he spoke with him. I didn't even want to know what that was about.

  I gave my two week notice at the restaurant the day after I got home. With the money I had in the bank, I knew I would be fine for a few months and wanted time to go through all of my things and see my friends as much as I could. Part of me wanted to hop on a plane and go right back to Florida.

  I just walked in from work after telling my boss I was leaving when my phone rang. It was Jackson, and I was thrilled.

  “Hey, babe,” I said. “You miss me already?”

  “I missed your ass before I even got home from the airport last night. We need to talk,” he said in a serious tone.

  I was so damn scared that he had already changed his mind about me. I'd already quit both of my jobs. If he was going to screw me over, I was going to have to kick the shit out of him.

  “Jackson,” I said nervously. “If you're going to tell me you don't want me there. I told them I'm not teaching next year. Shit!”

  “What?” he asked. “No, Tina. I want you here now. It's nothing like that.”

  “Well then what has you all serious and cranky?” I asked.

  “What is this money doing in my dresser?” he asked. “You piss me off, woman.”

  “It's the money for my hotel room,” I said. “I told you I didn't need you paying my way, and I meant it. I've been taking care of myself for ten years.”

  “Not anymore,” he snapped. “You listen to me, Tiny. I will take care of you, and you will accept that. You're mine. Do you hear me? It's what I want to do. I need you to let me.”

  “Money means nothing to me, Jackson,” I said. “I've already told you that.”

  “It's not about the money. It's about me taking care of the woman I love. I want to do things for yo
u, baby. Do not do that again.”

  “Yes, sir,” I said.

  “You can call me that anytime you want, baby. I kind of like it,” he said in a deep, rough tone.

  “Fuck, Jackson,” I moaned. “It's only been one day that I've been away from you.”

  “I know,” he said. “I'm not sure how long I can go without you in my arms.”

  We talked all week. Each day it was harder to say goodbye. By the time Friday got there, I felt like I was going to lose it. Chris had his daughter, so he was at his place. I sat alone on my couch in sweats and a t-shirt I swiped from Jackson's house. I was under the covers watching a show when my phone beeped.

  Jackson: Do you miss me?

  Me: You have no idea.

  Jackson: Open the door.

  Me: What?

  Jackson: I said open the door.

  I set my phone down, pulled back the blanket, and hurried to the door. As soon as I opened it, my world felt right. Jackson was standing there with a bag on his shoulder and a huge bouquet of flowers in his hand. I grabbed the flowers, set them on the table, pulled him in, shut the door, and slammed my body into his against the door. My hands went to his face and pulled his lips to mine, and his bag hit the floor. Our hands were everywhere and our tongues fought each other's for control. When I pulled away to catch my breath, my forehead rested on his.

  “How long are you here?” I asked.

  Jackson held my cheeks in his hands and looked into my eyes. It felt like I hadn't seen him in weeks when it had only been one.

  “I can't do this, baby,” he said. “Now that I have you back in my life, I can't be without you. I can't fucking sleep unless my arms are wrapped around you. I need to feel you there with me.”

  “It won't be long,” I said. “Only a few months.”

  He pulled back from me and his eyes narrowed. Then he turned us around, slammed my body against the door, grabbed my hands, held them above my head, and brought his mouth down on mine. He grabbed my bottom lip between his teeth and pulled. Then his tongue thrust into my mouth with so much dominance I was instantly wet between my thighs. I whimpered into his mouth as his knee went between my legs and pushed them apart. When his knee moved up against me, I couldn't help but grind against him chasing my release. It had been five very long days since I had seen him. I wasn't sure I could be without him for more than a few days without exploding. He grabbed my lip and pulled as his teeth moved across it. I pulled at my hands, but he wouldn't release them. His mouth moved to my neck where he nipped and kissed it. My body was actually moving against the door. I needed him inside of me and couldn't think about anything else.

  “Can't do it, baby,” he whispered against my neck.

  He held both of my wrists in one hand above my head and pulled my shirt up with the other. My breasts bounced free when the shirt moved above them. His mouth devoured one as his fingers played with the other.

  “Need you with me,” he groaned.

  His fingers pinched and pulled my nipple as his teeth grazed the other, and my hips shot forward against him while I cried out in pleasure.

  “Jackson,” I moaned.

  Then his free hand moved down toward my sweats and dove straight in. His fingers moved beneath my panties, and I let out a gasp when he entered me with two of them fast and deep.

  “Fuck,” I cried as I moved my body against him.

  My head fell back against the door.

  “It's been five days since I've been buried deep inside this tight, dripping pussy,” he moaned. “Can't fucking wait. Love you so damn much.”

  His fingers were rough and demanding as they fucked me so deep. Jackson's mouth came up to meet mine again and I moaned against his lips.

  “Miss you in my arms,” he said before claiming my mouth hard.

  His palm hit my clit with each thrust of his fingers. He hooked them and hit that perfect spot that sent me flying. I cried his name out and pulled hard on his bottom lip with my teeth as I came around his fingers. The growl that vibrated through his chest had me biting down on that lip. I released it and looked into his eyes. They were darker than I had ever seen them before.

  “I need you, Tina,” he said when he buried his face in my neck.

  He released my hands, threw my shirt to the side, grabbed my ass, and lifted. My arms wrapped around his neck and my legs around his waist.

  “I need you to fuck me so damn hard. This week has been so hard without you here. Just the sound of your voice has me ready to run to you.”

  He moved the table out of the way with his foot, walked over to the couch, and let me down on it as he stayed above me. I grabbed his button up and starting undoing the buttons, but I couldn't wait. I grabbed one side in each hand hard and pulled, throwing buttons everywhere. He shrugged the shirt off with his mouth on mine. His hand went to the back of his neck and pulled his t-shirt up and over his head. My hands went to his chest instantly. I couldn't get enough of touching my man. I moved down and loosened his belt before unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. My feet shoved at his waist pushing his pants and boxers down his muscled legs. He pulled back from my hold and shoved his bottoms off before yanking my sweats and panties off as well. His body came down on top of mine, and I soaked up every bit of warmth from his skin. He hovered above, looking down at me. His arms were next to my head. I could see his tight muscles and moaned up at him. The tip of his cock was right there, but he wasn't moving. I moved my hips hoping to get him moving.

  “Need you home,” he said in a deep tone. “Need you safe with me. Can't have you gone.”

  I reached up and wrapped my arms around his back.

  “Jackson,” I pleaded.

  “Yes,” he said.

  “I need you inside of me right now. Please,” I begged.

  “Come home this weekend. I don't feel right with you here. I worry so much. I can't concentrate. You're all I think about,” he said.

  I felt his body relax just a bit.

  “I gave my two week notice already. I only have one week left,” I said.

  “You did?” he asked.

  “I planned on taking time to pack everything, but this week has been the hardest of my life. I'm not sure I can be without you either,” I said.

  He was looking down at me with so much love. I truly did believe his words. He really wanted me. The man I'd wanted and thought about since I was thirteen wanted me too.

  “You really want me.”

  I didn't realize I'd actually said those words aloud until his face softened.

  “More than anyone or anything in this world. You're it for me, baby. You're my Tiny. You're my everything.”

  I looked up into his loving yet dark eyes, gripped tight on his back, and thrust my hips forward so hard bringing him into me as deep as I could.

  “I'll come home with you, Jackson. I have to work this week, but then I'll be there. You're my dream, babe. I'm so damn in love with you,” I said sweetly just before gripping tighter on his back.

  “I'll stay and help you pack your stuff. We'll have movers deliver it to the house. You can fly back with me,” he said. “I don't want to leave here without you.”

  “What about my car?” I asked.

  “Sign it over to Chris,” he answered. “He can drive it or sell it. We'll get you a car once we're home.”

  “Thank you so much for showing up here tonight. I was so damn lost and missed you,” I said softly before smiling sweetly. “Now fuck your woman.”

  He pulled almost completely out and smiled down at me.

  “With pleasure, baby,” he said. “Hang on tight.”

  With his hands next to my head on the couch, he looked into my eyes and entered me so fucking deep I cried out and felt my nails dig into his skin. He threw is head back and closed his eyes as he took me and claimed me as his. My legs wrapped around his waist, and my heels dug into his ass. My body moved up the couch with each thrust he made. I knew I was going to be sore the next morning. I let my head fall back, clo
sed my eyes as well, and let myself feel each of his movements. He was mine. Jackson was really my man. I had no doubt that he was going to make up for lost time, and I couldn't wait for every second of it.

  It wasn't long before I was crying out his name and he was roaring out with his own release. As soon as he pulled out me, I felt the loss of his touch and his skin. He scooped me into his arms and placed me gently on my bed before crawling in behind me. Life was perfect. Even in my tiny apartment with only the necessities, I would have stayed there happily with him forever. He was all I needed. He was all that mattered. I was finally with the man I had always longed for. I closed my eyes, nuzzled in against him, and fell asleep knowing my dreams had finally come true.

  Epilogue

  Tina

  Six Months Later

  I stood looking out the window at the scene in front of me. There were several rows of chairs lined up with a white runner going down the center aisle. The aisle I was going to walk down to profess my love and give my life to Jackson.

  Our families were already in their seats. Mine seemed much happier than his. I knew it was hard for him to have them there, but it was the right thing to do. I didn't want him to have any regrets.

  He stood at the front with my brother and Chris standing with him. Everything was perfect. He pushed for me to plan a huge wedding with him, but that wasn't what I wanted. Then business associates would be expecting invitations as well as everyone else he knew. All I wanted was our families and very close friends there, the people who cared about him and not his money. He agreed to have a wedding in our yard as long as I would agree to a larger honeymoon. I had no problem with that. I was more than willing to be alone with my man at some awesome location. It was a more than fair agreement. I actually won in both situations.

  As I looked out at the sexiest man in the world, I thought about the day I moved in with Jackson.

  We'd been through an entire week of Packing my stuff into boxes and getting rid of what I didn't want to take with me. He did exactly what he said and stayed the entire time. There were times he did have to get on his laptop during the week, but most of his time was spent with me. I think he saved the largest part of his work for when I was at the restaurant.