“Hey now. I’m only playing. You know I’d never move in on your game. I just wanted to know that you were all about it.”
Skylar tried to avoid Destiny’s worried stare. She seemed more scared of his reaction than the jerk that was on the receiving end of all his angst. “I’m all about it, okay?”
Matty’s smile slanted, showing just how sly he could be. “I knew that. I just wanted to hear you say it.”
“Say what?” Felicia chimed, as she returned from the washroom.
Matty turned his attention to Felicia. “Just that my brother wants to screw your friend, but he didn’t have the balls to make a move last night. Don’t you think Destiny deserves a good lay?”
Skylar rounded the table in two seconds flat and was staring down at his brother, ready to rearrange his face. “Say it again.”
“Say what?”
“Say it again, and it’ll be your last words.”
Matty finally started to look worried when he noticed the storm in Skylar’s eyes. Skylar didn’t even care anymore. Destiny knew now how he felt about her and it was up to her whether she wanted anything to happen between them. It was like she wasn’t even in the room anymore, as a dark cloud closed in around him and drove his anger home.
Skylar felt the need to make it clear to his brother, and so he did, his voice effectively delivering the threat. “Destiny is off limits. You hear me?”
Destiny felt mesmerized by Skylar’s sincerity. He did care, in a sexy, scary way that managed to intrigue her mind and tear at her heart. She wished he would claim her body, the way he marked the stakes with Matty. If he wanted to be territorial, then he should at least take a closer look at what he needed to conquer.
She continued to daydream, unconcerned with the severity of Skylar’s threats. She hated to admit that she liked it. She liked both Skylar and his caveman ways. The way he clenched his back teeth, while he tried to discipline Matty. The way he announced his feelings for her in the most basic way. Me want Destiny.
She slowly rejoined reality, her irrational thoughts blending with the present. After a blink, her eyes trained in on Skylar, and he was looking unlike anything she had ever seen before. He was looking mad and malicious. Why was that so incredibly sexy?
Matty wasn’t small by any means, but Skylar towered over him like a brick wall. An angry brick wall. Destiny had been so lost in her own mind that she didn’t even know what had transpired after Skylar told Matty how he felt about her. Though, when Felicia looped her arms around Matty’s waist, Destiny knew everything would be fine. There was no way Skylar would pummel Matty’s face with Felicia wrapped around him.
Felicia cupped her hand over Matty’s big mouth and a mischievous smile quirked up on her lips. “Matty, why don’t you come with me? I need a hand in the bedroom.” She didn’t even downplay her wicked intentions, expressing herself in a way Destiny could only dream of.
“Aren’t you going to stay for breakfast?” Destiny asked her. Felicia and Matty had only just returned and she was curious to hear how Natalie had made out. She also denied herself the admission that she didn’t trust herself being left alone with Skylar, now that she knew how he felt about her. “How’s Nat doing?”
“We already ate breakfast at the spa. Natalie’s fine. The room is amazing, by the way.”
“Uh-mazing,” Matty reiterated, prying Felicia’s hand from his mouth. “And I’ll have to pay you back for last night’s massage. It was the best I’ve ever had.”
“Eh-hem,” Felicia said, dramatically clearing her throat.
He spun around in her arms, until they were standing nose to nose. “That is after you, baby,” he cooed to her.
Felicia grabbed onto Matty’s shirt, twisted it in her hand and tugged him toward the bedroom. “There are muffins on the coffee table, right next to your bags,” she chimed, as she disappeared from their sight.
Skylar stood there for a timeless minute, then stomped back to the counter, where he busied his hands and reached a mug out to Destiny. She couldn’t help but notice the way his shirt hung partially open, exposing all that sculpted muscle. She also wished she hadn’t noticed how other parts of his body looked just as angry as his words had when they were coming off those sexy lips.
“Thanks,” Destiny said, taking the mug into her hands.
When Skylar pulled his hand away, he did it slowly, his rough fingers trailing over her skin like a feather. Then their eyes connected, making her short on breath.
“Would you like some sugar?”
Why did she wish he was being smart like Matty? Yes, she wanted some sugar. She wanted those lips all over her naked body, and she would have loved a taste of that glorious man for dessert. She chewed on her bottom lip to stop it from smiling.
“Two please,” she managed, but her voice came out raspy and sensual.
Skylar smiled and nodded. “I like it like that too.”
He was killing her. She was tempted to tell him to stop saying shit like that or she was going to jump him and take advantage of that solid male perfection. Either that or she’d have to do up those buttons before she pried the rest of them off of his shirt.
After joining him at the counter, she stirred in her sugar. She took a sip of her coffee, but it was too hot and it burned her lips. She ran her tongue over her raw, stinging skin and looked up at Skylar, wondering why he was now standing over her. His hand skimmed over her cheek, and rested there, as he pierced her with his whiskey eyes, a cup of coffee clutched in his other hand. He slowly leaned closer, but she was frozen in place.
His mouth moved intimately close and then whispered over her lips. Her eyes closed and she reveled in the intimacy of the moment. Then his tongue rolled lazily into her mouth and she got her first good taste of him. Right when she was ready to collapse in his arms and order that he carry her to his bed, he pulled away and his lips curled into a wickedly sexy smile. She waited for his eyes to open, but they remained closed.
“You test my willpower.” His smile disappeared, and his voice struck her on an intimate level.
Unwilling to let reason overpower her desire, she spoke on impulse, whispering her response. “Maybe this isn’t a test.”
CHAPTER EIGHT
Skylar wondered if Destiny was mocking him. He couldn’t handle statements like that. He was already painfully hard. How long could a man stay that way before it fell off? If she kept up with that, he would have no choice but to stick it to her.
“You don’t know what you’re saying.” He didn’t know what else he could say to make her understand how she made him feel.
“The coffee’s still hot. It’s going to be that way for a while.” Destiny leaned into him and he thought he might have to take her right there.
But then she walked away and he found himself following after her, his feet making the decisions without asking him for advice. He didn’t want her to think of him as some fun weekend retreat. He didn’t want to be her boy toy now, only to be tossed aside in the next 24 hours for whoever’s next in line.
Who the hell was he kidding? He’d take what he could get and enjoy every last minute of it, no matter how short. If that was what she wanted, then that’s what she would get. His body was in charge now and turning down this opportunity was just not in the cards for him.
Destiny glanced back at him, over her shoulder, as she crossed the threshold to his bedroom. “Are you coming?”
The promise in her pristine voice sent a shiver to his core, and electrified his senses. He wanted nothing more, but first there was something he had to do. He spread his feet wide and crossed his arms over his chest. He wanted to keep stepping, but his conscience had caught up to him. “I’ll be there in a minute.”
Destiny shrugged a dainty shoulder. “I’ll be waiting.” When she closed the door between them he nearly took down his brother’s door with his rushed knock.
“I’m a little busy in here!” Matty hollered out.
“Answer the fucking door,” Skylar growled, so low he wondered
if Matty could even here him.
Then he heard the door handle twisting, so he backed away and propped his hands on his hips. Why was he not surprised that Matty answered the door buck naked?
“What if I was Destiny?” Skylar barked, his rage returning against his will.
“Then I would invite you in. Let’s get to the point, Sky. As I said, I’m a little busy.”
“I don’t have any protection,” he admitted, sheepishly. He was a little embarrassed that he had come that unprepared, but he wasn’t expecting to need it this weekend.
“What was that, brother? A little louder. I didn’t quite hear you.”
Skylar narrowed his eyes. He didn’t have time for this shit. “Are you going to help me out, or not?”
Matty smirked, then disappeared back in his room and returned seconds later with his jeans. He stuffed his hand in his pocket and came out with a long strip of condoms.
“Is this what you were looking for? What do you need? Cherry flavoured. Chocolate. Maybe you should go ask Dee what her preference is.”
“Don’t you have any normal fucking condoms?”
Matty slipped his hand back in his pocket and came out with another handful.
“Seriously?” What else did he have in there?
“Hey, you don’t see me ever coming to you for anything, do you? Why do you think we made the trip last night. Felicia’s insatiable.”
“Good for you.” Skylar snatched the condoms out of his brother’s hand and stomped away.
“You might want to double up. Those are extra sensitive!”
Skylar flashed an irritated glare at Matty, but otherwise ignored him.
“You’re welcome,” Matty hollered, as Skylar slammed the door on his bedroom.
Why hadn’t he thought to be a little more gentle with the door? He wasn’t expecting to find Destiny lying there, a wonderfully naked feast for his eyes. Her hair was positioned in such a way, that he couldn’t quite see her perfectly coloured nipples from beneath it. His heart had already been racing with a rage he couldn’t explain, but seeing her there, like that, only made his heart pound harder.
Destiny didn’t say a word as he gawked shamelessly at her beautifully feminine shape. Her soft thighs were pressed together, her hip jutting out prominently from her tiny waist. This was a picture that he sent straight to the spank bank. He didn’t plan on forgetting it, ever.
He didn’t know where to begin. He had hoped to have the opportunity to strip her from each and every piece of her clothes, to tempt and seduce her. But she looked ready for him. Willing and ready. He focused on how her perfect little nipples protruded through her hair and he kept on staring, waiting for them to make their appearance. Then he caught a glimpse of her smile.
“Sometime today would be nice, Sky.”
Her adorable giggle aroused him even more. But he had to take it slow, remember every curve of her body, since it could very well be the last time he saw it.
“Come here,” she insisted.
When he saw her bend forward and crawl on her knees, he didn’t think it would be possible to go slow. Obeying her soft command he pulled off his shirt and stepped closer. He fingered the button on his jeans. But then he found her small hand covering his.
“Let me get that for you.”
She was looking up at him like she was an innocent, but he knew better. This woman was no virgin. With long legs like those, there was no way she hadn’t already wrapped those things around some lucky bastard’s neck. He wanted to be that lucky bastard.
She never removed her eyes from his as she unzipped his fly. She slid her hands down his thick thighs as she pushed his jeans to his feet. Her finger toyed with the band on his briefs and that was when he lost the last of his self-control.
Destiny wanted Skylar to touch her, but he was just standing there taking her in. It had her body melting like a liquid fire. She didn’t mind unwrapping every delicious inch of that chiselled body, but she needed more of that, very soon.
When Skylar took charge, it felt like an electrical current had been granted access into her body. He had scooped her into his arms and laid her out on his bed. And though it had startled her, it had been what she wanted from the start. He could take what he wanted and she didn’t care how much it hurt. She might have been irresponsible with her heart, but her head didn’t give a damn at the moment.
Skylar dropped his shorts, tossed a condom on the bed and crawled over her. He drew his hands up her sides, touching her at last, and slid her body to the top of the bed, trailing wet kisses across her scalding core.
He growled, as he lowered his sizzling body over her. Suddenly the room felt like it was in flames. He was so heavy, but she wanted more pressure. She drew her fingers over his rock hard abs, tracing the perfect curve of his muscles. She continued lower, hoping to grab onto what she wanted and take what she needed, but Skylar caught her hand and raised it over her head.
“Not so fast, love.” When he chuckled, it sent a shiver across her entire body, setting her nerve-endings on high alert.
She watched his face turn serious and then he drew closer to her. She closed her eyes and waited for the moment when his soft lips would hook onto hers. When they did, she swore he had just delivered the sexiest kiss she had ever survived. Then Skylar gathered up her other wrist and held it above her head with the other, causing her to arch her back and buck against his hardness.
“You’re sure you know what you’re getting yourself into here?” Skylar growled.
He was so hard she was afraid he might rip her open, but she couldn’t wait to feel all that man inside her. Destiny bucked against him again and whimpered softly. “I hope so.”
Skylar let out a groan that told Destiny he was as excited as she. Then he drew his free hand over her curves and it landed on a perky breast. “You feel so good.”
She moaned, the vibrations from his voice alone close to sending her to climax. She closed her eyes and gave in to the delightful sensations he was inflicting on her. Then she saw the condom in his teeth and heard the distinct rip of a wrapper. She felt him press against her, right there. He eased over her, and slid across her feminine parts, but she ached with a need to feel him throbbing inside of her.
Still clasping both of her wrists above her head, Skylar claimed her mouth and thrust forward. She gasped for air, as he buried himself to the hilt. He slowly drew back and lifted his head to watch her. Then he pumped into her again, causing her to whimper. He continued to watch her, as if he cared how good that had just made her feel.
Skylar interchanged between a slow, shallow dip of his hips and a deep, penetrating pump that brought her right back to the edge of the world. She could see him taking notes, as if this wasn’t just some random roll in the hay. If he wanted more, then he could take it. Just give it already!
When he let her hands loose, she instantly wrapped them around him and dug her nails into the flesh of his firm ass, holding on for the ride.
“Oh, God!” she shouted, surprised by how quickly her prudence had crumbled in his hands. She arched her back and took him deep as he drove into her again and again.
Then he said it. “Cum for me, sweetheart.” And she was done.
Her climax took her, and she continued to shudder, until she had him howling along with her like a territorial beast.
Destiny wondered if that finish had just changed him the way it had her. She would never forget it. Never had she climaxed that quickly and never at the hand of another man without any assistance. She turned her head to the side and dropped her arm over her eyes, finding it difficult to recuperate from the most incredible orgasm she had ever experienced.
She swiped her arm over her forehead and lazily dropped it beside herself, Skylar still heaving breaths on top of her. She clenched every muscle in her body and it awakened Skylar’s attention. Then he dropped a long, slow kiss on her lips and pulled away, taking all his warmth with him.
After he returned from the washroom, he curl
ed up behind her and they both went down for a much needed rest. As Destiny’s eyes fell closed, she felt enveloped by the most intimate bond that she had created with this beautiful man. They rested there, in silence, without any need for words.
CHAPTER NINE
When Skylar reopened his eyes, he was still surrounded with silky skin, soft breaths and a sweet scent. His Destiny. Hours had passed, but that feeling hadn’t gone away. The need to claim her as his own had only become stronger. Skylar found himself resting his head on her small chest, his hand cupped on her slight shoulder with her fingers woven into his hair. She was so small, and yet she had handled him just fine. Much, much more than just fine, actually.
He still couldn’t believe the savage release he had found, with Destiny’s soft groans coaxing him to a place he had never before visited. Even more shocking was when she nudged against him, ready for round two before he thought it were even humanly possible for him to rejoin her. Apparently, with Destiny, anything’s possible. His body had responded to her instantaneously.
Even their trip to the washroom for a quick shower had turned erotic, when Destiny invited him to join her. When she had ran her wet little hands all over his body, he had to have her again, and he did.
His own actions had stunned him, when he had lowered her onto his fully erect cock without any protection. He had almost blown it too, but pulled out just in time. She had pressed her wet body against him, letting him finish all over her silky skin, and that had to have been the most pleasant surprise he had ever experienced.
Though Skylar felt himself stir, yet again, he had to stop thinking about Destiny and that tight little pussy. They had barely eaten anything all weekend. He had never believed when people suggested you could live off of love. But seeing how easily he had survived on lust alone, was enough to make him a believer.
What was it about this woman that had him wrapping himself around her and wanting to call her mine? He closed his eyes, squeezing them shut, as she ran her fingers through his hair. Then she did it again, stroking his head. And if he didn’t speak, he was going to rip of her soaking wet panties and plow into her again.
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