His responding smile was full of appreciation.
“Thank you, Emberly. It’s ok. I’m finally able to smile again and I know that’s what she would have wanted.”
I had to actually blink back tears and I realized that I was turning into a fucking sap.
I sipped my drink again before I asked, “Do you mind if I ask what happened?”
He took a deep breath and I saw the tension in his jaw before he answered, “It was car accident. It was raining that night and she was coming to pick me up from a show when another car pulled in front of her and she lost control sliding into a tree.” He stared into his beer for several moments before he offered in a choked voice, “We’d just found out that morning we were having a baby.”
My heart actually broke for him. I didn’t think I just wrapped my arms around his neck and whispered, “Alick, I am so very sorry. If I can ever do anything for you, I am here. All you have to do is ask.” I pulled back and let my eyes reassure him.
He ran a finger across my cheek and smiled. “I might take you up on that, sweetheart. Thank you.”
I smiled back and patted his hand. “I mean it. Anytime. Cailen’s family is my family.”
I felt a hand wrap around my waist and nearly pull me off my stool. In one motion I was basically sitting in Cailen’s lap. He took his hands and wrapped them around my face.
“Marry me.” He breathed.
My heart stopped and my face locked in shock. I never thought I would hear those words again and I wasn’t entirely certain I ever wanted to. The thought of forever with one person had me breaking into a cold sweat and my heart palpitating. Everything had happened so fast and I couldn’t help but worry that his declaration was based on the alcohol and not true feelings.
I stared at the floor, panicked. He pulled my face to his.
“I will teach you that life shouldn’t be over analyzed. You are buzzing with indecision and doubt right now, I see it in your beautiful green eyes. I can promise you that this is something I’ve been thinking about and it’s not the alcohol, Gemma. I love you. I want to be with you, forever. I won’t be hurt if you say no but I wanted you to have all the facts before you make your decision, love.” He traced his lips over my cheek.
Am I fucking crazy? I mean, I barely knew him but I felt like I’d known him my whole life. No one has ever made me feel so complete and happy. We fit in every way possible.
All I know is that when I was away from him I nearly broke apart. I never wanted to feel that again. Hell, I couldn’t survive that again.
I slowly lifted my eyes to his face and straddled him in his seat cupping his face.
“Fuck yes I’ll marry you.”
I thought he was going to strip my clothes and screw me right there on the bar. He literally attacked me and Alick let out a big yell.
“Drinks on me! My brother is getting married and I hope to fuck she knows what she’s doing because he is a giant ball of complication.” He screamed as beers started sliding down the bar.
I laughed but Cailen ignored him running kisses up and down my neck.
“If he thinks you are a giant ball of complication he has no fucking clue what he’s getting into with me.”
Cailen moaned. “I know exactly what I’m getting, Gemma,” He groaned into my neck as he continued to assault my shaky control.
I just sighed and rolled with the punches grabbing his lips and pretty much committing indecency right there at the bar. He gave absolutely no compliant and Alick patted me on the back for good measure.
Finally I slid back into my seat and picked up my glass to celebrate the one thing that was utterly going to shake NYC.
We pretty much shut the bar down and barely made it back to Alick’s house. I was doubled over laughing when he tried to force his key into a neighboring door that was black not red and about four times smaller. We were hammered.
When we finally stumbled inside, Alick pointed to the guest wing and Cailen smiled.
“Good night brother. If you don’t mind I’ll be taking my bride to bed now and I plan on fucking her until she begs me to stop.”
I laughed out loud.
“I think it’ll be you that begs tonight, bagpipe.”
He growled and pulled me tight against his frame. “Do your best, love. Fucking work me over.”
I winked at Alick who was smiling like a mental patient. I grabbed Cailen’s hand and pulled him in the general direction as he groped my body. Eventually we found the bedroom and I barely made it through the door before he was ripping my clothes off and raking his hands over my body.
When he got to my bra I heard a sigh come through his lips and watched as he slid it from my shoulders. A huge smile crossed his face when he saw my nipple rings and began battering them with his tongue.
He really does have a freak flag that flies high over his head.
But tonight was going to be my way. This was my moment and I was going to show him what I liked. I placed my hand on his chest and pushed him toward the bed knocking him onto the mattress. I walked back over and picked up the scarf I had around my neck and turned to saunter back over to him.
He was watching my progress as he licked his lips. I pulled his underwear off and slid him back against the headboard. I took both hands and positioned them tying each arm to the wooden posts. He never questioned it but I could see he was fighting hard not having the ability to touch me and please me.
That was my favorite part.
I pressed my nipple ring in his face and watched the hungry gaze cover his eyes. Oh yes, this was going to be epic.
I licked his lips and met his tongue inside his mouth and tasted every part licking and teasing. I moved to his ear and let my tongue caress his earlobe as I hissed my need in his ear. His groans were loud now. I traced my hands over his chest and took his nipple into my mouth swiping its hardness. I could feel his back arching and his legs tensing.
That is the draw to kinky sex. Men can’t stand not being in control. They often rush the good stuff just to get a quick thrill because that’s just how they are wired. But, when the woman takes that control it becomes a near obsession for most men because the thrill and the high of release when it finally comes is nearly unbearable.
I claimed his gaze and let him watch me trail down his body with my tongue as he shivered. The fact that he is nearly hairless all over made me absolutely slick. When I reached his bellybutton I could feel his cock twitch. I smiled as I watched his eyes basically devour me as I went further down.
When I finally reached his cock it couldn’t have been more erect. I reached down and removed my panties and crammed them into his mouth. His eyes rolled back in his head as I continued to palm him and lick every part of his shaft. The tremors flowing from his body made me shiver with anticipation.
I took everything he had into my mouth and worked him over. He writhed under my touch and I worked harder. Each time I reached the tip I heard a muffled moan.
On my last trek up his length I felt that familiar stiffened posture right before he is ready to release and I pulled back and smiled.
Then I climbed on top and claimed his gaze before I slipped my folds over his cock and I’m not sure who screamed louder but it was the singular most gratifying moment of my life. I rocked down not able to wait and enjoyed the sensation of feeling him roll so deeply within me that I swear my reproductive system sang to me.
It only took two more thrusts before my core exploded and I climaxed with such intensity it brought tears to my eyes. I was still trembling when I looked into his eyes, which were pleading with me.
I ground hard into his waist and rocked violently back and forth until I saw his eyes grow wide and then shut tight as his entire body spasmed. I continued to rock until he was arched into the mattress. Finally I took one last trek up his length and felt the end of his release and then collapsed onto his chest.
We were both panting and I kissed my way up his body and pulled my panties from his mouth.
/> He bit my neck hard enough for me to yelp with pleasure then chanted into my ear, “Oh my God! Gemma, you will be the death of me, love.” He continued to pepper me with kisses before he finished, “I’ve never felt so fucking connected with anyone in my life.”
I smiled and reached for the ties on his arms, releasing him only wanting to feel his touch.
He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me tight to his body.
“Did you like that?” I asked breathlessly.
His lips found mine and I got my answer before he professed, “Gemma, I absolutely cannot wait to make you mine forever and spend our days doing nothing but this. Fuck. Matter of fact I might need to visit my doctor and make sure my heart is up to the fucking challenge. I can’t even describe what that felt like for me.” He continued to lick my neck and make trails across my chest while his fingers pulled at my nipple rings.
I purred at the contented feeling of his touch on my body. Then his fingers ran a long trail to my clit and he began tracing it and teasing it until I was gasping. He ran his face across my breasts and straight down between my legs. I couldn’t help the shriek that emanated from my mouth.
That just drove him harder.
His tongue began a journey over my folds that honestly turned my mind to mush and had me begging with whimpered breaths. He was a master at pleasure and within seconds I was chanting his name full volume gripping his hair in my fingers. He licked his way up my abdomen and rested his chin between my breasts.
“I want to eat you for breakfast, lunch and dinner.”
I hummed in assent because I honestly couldn’t form a single word. He hitched my leg over my stomach and thrust inside me so quickly I nearly stopped breathing. Then he rhythmically rocked until I heard his growls in my ear.
“You feel so fucking good, Gemma. God. I just want to devour you, love.”
He continued to batter me over the next several hours, and over and over I released with him but he kept coming back for more. I wondered if he was really serious and I would eventually walk with a bow because he was relentless.
Finally we lay back sweaty and breathless but completely contented. Sleep was instantaneous. The next thing I knew I was awoken by a carnal kiss and smelled a delicious combination of grilled steak and garlic.
I stretched and fisted my hands to my eyes.
He stifled a laugh. “Hello, beautiful. Are you ready for another round?”
I giggled because I knew he was serious but I also knew that I was incapable of that at the moment. My poor lady parts felt like sandpaper they’d been worked over so hard.
I took my lips on a journey in search of his face and was met with enthusiasm.
I smiled into his mouth.
“Easy tiger. You don’t want to wear out the goods before you even say I-do.”
He laid back shaking the bed with laughter. Finally he pulled up to my face.
“I’ve come baring sustenance.” He gestured to the tray of food.
My eyes focused and I turned back. “Aww, have you already eaten?”
He shook his head. “No, my future wife. I was waiting on you, love.”
I smiled. “Well, lets join the land of the living, shall we?”
He pulled my hand to his mouth and kissed it softly. I reached for my bra and he grabbed my hand.
“Oh no. Fuck bra and panties. You will not be needing those for the next forty years, love.”
I stifled a laugh and slid from the bed grabbing my dress and sliding it over my body.
“Is there anyway I could get a toothbrush and perhaps some beauty equipment like a brush and maybe a tube of mascara?”
He laughed. “ Well, I can do two of the three, love. Follow me.”
He pulled me from the room and into the bathroom. He reached into the drawer and pulled out a toothbrush, brush and paste placing it beside my hand on the counter.
I broke out into a huge grin. This could be ranked up there with great sex.
After thirty minutes I was showered, brushed and ready for action. Well, not too much action, that is. At thirty-five I am completely comfortable in my skin but it’s also not lost on me the aging process. My eyes have bags and the dark circles that lie beneath are annoying. My skin is still flawless but we begin to lose the fullness and laugh lines become prominate. But even so, I still feel more beautiful than I did at twenty-one.
I reached for his hand and leaned into his shoulder as we made our way through the house. I looked through the window and realized the sun was setting.
“Holy shit. What time is it?”
He laughed. “Don’t know, don’t care, love.”
An overly jubilant Alick who was drinking a tall glass of Glenlivet greeted us. I couldn’t help it I walked right over and wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Thank you for last night. It was remarkable and I am so thankful.”
His responding smile was one for the record books.
“Actually sister, it’s not I you should be thanking, is it? From my impression of last night’s events I do believe all the praise should go to our dear, Cailen. I heard you scream his name at least ten times.”
I almost melted into the floor with embarrassment. The blush that colored my cheeks had Alick guffawing and Cailen groping my body.
I just shook my head and asked, “Coffee?”
“A bit late for that, don’t you think? Perhaps a little amber magic is in order?” Alick’s eyes were highly amused.
“Hit me.” I said with uncertainty.
Cailen grinned and walked over to the bar grabbing a few glasses and the bottle setting them on the counter. We each reached for a hearty glass and smiled as we knocked them back.
CHAPTER 6: MEET THE GUYS
Alick treated us to his delicious meal of grilled steak, loaded sweet potatoes and sautéed greens. Once dinner was over and the plates cleared Cailen leaned over and placed a kiss to my cheek.
“I’m going to the gym for a bit, beautiful. Relax and get some rest,” He continued in a whisper, “…you’re going to need it.”
He laughed hard twice and walked out the door.
I just stared after him. Then the realization of our impromptu decision last night came barreling to the forefront of my mind. A flood of panic crushed my chest and I was suddenly struggling to catch a breath. Everyone was going to absolutely shit when they found out that Emberly Landon is getting married.
Lila will scoff in my face and remind me that I’m not marriage material and my job. Oh my God. What about my job? How will that work? Will he expect me to quit and stay home and be a good wifey?
I had not thought this through at all.
What was I thinking?
I’d just basically let my twat answer the biggest decision of my life. I was pussy whipped; well dick whipped is more like it. I placed my hands over my face and just sighed.
Alick placed his hand on my shoulder and that gesture had me jerking in surprise.
“It’s a little late for second thoughts, don’t you think?” His tone was light but I could detect the concern.
And he should be concerned I would probably and inevitably break his brother’s heart. I don’t deserve Cailen. I have the emotional range of a fly and am incapable of monogamy.
I kept asking myself why the hell would he want to marry me?
I mean for Christ’s sake I am known by all in Manhattan as the ‘Pretty Bitch’. My reputation of callous one-night stands and absolutely horrendous attitude aptly led to the famous moniker. And it was dead damn on, too. There were more people that had me on their hit list than Al Capone.
I shook my head slightly. “Its not that really. I just, well, I’m afraid of hurting, Cailen.” I dropped my hands to my lap wringing my fingers. “Or him hurting me, too, I guess. It’s just so fucking fast and I don’t think he thought things through before he asked me. I’m not sure this is what he really wants.” I trailed off losing steam because those were only half the problem here.
Alic
k smiled. “Cailen is the most responsible and focused person that I know, Emberly. There is no way in hell that he would ask you to marry him if it wasn’t what he wanted, 100%. Trust me. That man is the opposite of unprepared.” His words were laced with such sincerity I almost believed everything would be ok.
Almost.
“We’ve just got so much to work out. So many details that we haven’t discussed. I just… God, it’s complicated now.” I said as I looked up in search of the miracle answer.
Alick’s brows furrowed. “Well, you’ll give yourselves time to figure those things out before, of course. There is no sense in feeling rushed or unready. This is the biggest decision of his life and I know damn well he’ll make sure its perfect.” He rested his hand over mine and for a moment I felt peace.
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