Turning Point

by Georgia Hamilton

  New Edition – Can you stand the rain. I sing this to her (badly) when we are mucking around and she’s being a diva. When she was pissed at lunch the other day, I sang it into her ear to make her laugh instead of trying to kill the waitress

  H Town – Lick you up. The night in Manchester, this came on, her eyes were closed, I thought she was sleeping and I said I couldn’t wait to taste her again. She smiled and literally sang the words to me. That was the point I nearly packed my bag and drove back to her.

  “The phone line is blowing up, people are kind of into this story man. In answer to most of your tweets, no he hasn’t messaged in but don’t worry we are recording this and it will be up on Soundcloud, just in case. Time for a quick ad break then its her final jam”

  I pick up my phone and dial her number. Straight to voicemail. I call Bea and she hasn’t heard from her. What the fuck? I read her email. All 7 or so words of it. I click reply

  Words are overrated. I am coming home.

  Send.

  Its gone.

  “Welcome back to sexytime for those just tuned in, we’ve been playing Dr Love, one of our listeners is trying to win back, can I say win back? Yeah win back her man – the songs are her choice and boy we wish you all the luck in the world”

  “She shouldn’t need luck, have you seen her Instagram? Whoever he is, he must be mad”

  I burst out laughing – clearly, I have lost my mind, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever met, I should never have run away. She was worth me staying. She IS worth that and so much more.

  “This was her penultimate song; however, she’s just messaged in and wants to end on a different one, but this is a jam so, I am still going to play it. Sit back and enjoy the sounds of Daley and Marsha Alone Together. In her message earlier, she said – the song says it all.”

  She hadn’t heard this song before I introduced it to her. I think it’s the perfect end. I wish I was listening to this live, I would be on that damn phone claiming her. I need to book a flight home, knowing she’s done this for me? Its everything.

  “So, before we end this, all I will say is Sunshine, we’ve retweeted the tweets so you can see people are loving this. You have got to let us know what happens...”

  The last song plays and its not one I know straight away. Then it kicks in.

  I must have rehearsed my lines, a thousand times until I had them memorised.

  But when I get up the nerve to tell you the words they never seem to me out right If only you knew how much I do, do love you

  “Way to tell me Beautiful” I finish my beer, and start looking for flights, I need to get home to her, tonight. I call Bea again as I start to throw my things in my case.

  “Bea, I am coming home, can you call Fitz and see if he knows where she is, I will be home as soon as I can”

  “Stay there Connor, don’t come home”

  What! What the hell!! What now!

  “Why the hell not, you made me listen to that, made me realise I can’t be without her and now what I am supposed to stay here?”

  “Connor calm down, I need to go out the back, give me two minutes and it will become clear”

  I throw the phone on the bed, I thought men were supposed to be the confusing ones. Fuck it, I am still going home, I need another beer then I will book a flight. The neighbours ring the door bell, I have their spare key and I got a note today to say they would be collecting it.

  The bell rings again, impatient twats. I hear a message chime on my phone – Rayne.

  She’s the only one who has the number other than Bea. I race to the door, fling it open with one hand and reach for their keys with the other. “One minute, I just “

  “Hey Connor” My eyes squeeze shut at the sound of her voice

  “Please tell me this isn’t a joke” I am frightened to look in case I am dreaming

  “No joke, I am here, for you, if you’ll have me?”

  I dare to look, it is her. All of her.

  I pull her into me, holding her so tight I might crack one of her ribs.

  “I will have you today, tomorrow for as long as you’ll let me” My head is buried in her hair, she smells familiar, that lemon floral scent I have missed so much

  I let her go just far enough to grab her case on the step and slam the door shut. She is perfection. Navy shorts, white vest and some brown strappy straw wedge things on her feet. Her hair is in a bun, but only half of it, the rest of it is bouncing around her shoulders, no make up on her face, her glasses perched on her head. Typical Rayne.

  I kiss her, I don’t ask permission, I just kiss her. She lets me in without me having to ask, she’s open, willing and ready for me. My tongue sweeps into her mouth, tangling with hers, our breath as one. Lifting her up, Rayne instinctively throws her legs around my waist and clamps her arms around my neck. I don’t need air, if I die right now I will be happy. I carry her to my room. My mouth hasn’t left hers, leaning her down on the bed, I sweep my case, phone, laptop everything on to the floor.

  Rayne bounces up on the bed. There isn’t a chance in hell I am going to let her get up.

  She pushes herself up onto her elbows at the very moment I am stalking over her. I still don’t seek her permission. Her eyes are wide but inviting. Flecks of gold shimmering under the glow of the side lamps in my room. Propping myself on one arm, I brush a few stray, errant curls out of her face. She’s caught the sun, there is a glow to her skin that only nature can give you. Her mouth is puffy from my assault on her, I feel almost guilty. I stroke her bottom lip with thumb, tracing where I have given her beard rash. There is nothing sexier than branding your woman, seeing her normally flawless skin blemished by you and your passion. Sexy as.

  I kiss her thoroughly, holding myself over her, dropping kisses from her ears to her forehead to her nose to her chin. Rayne lifts her body up just enough to create the barest of contact. My dick is hammering against my shorts, I wish beyond all wishes that I had put jeans or something sturdier on then these board shorts. They are doing a shocking job of containing my excitement. Rayne strains against my lips, she tugs my bottom lip between her teeth trying to hold me in place, as I pull away, she lifts her hips again, brushing herself against me. She releases the deepest of growls as she rubs against me. I had no idea dry humping could be so damn erotic. If she rubs any harder I will cum like a teenager in my shorts.

  “Beautiful, you need to hold on just a second.” Her frown is visible for a flash, then she goes on full attack. She rises her hips so she is flush against me, lifting her legs, she wraps them around me, her feet locking together to hold me in place. I take measured deep breaths to keep myself under-control, pulling back I lift her up

  “Your cheater! You’re not supposed to be able to get out of my death grip”

  I don’t answer her, I turn us around and sit on the bed so she is straddling me, I unhook the strap on her left foot then her right and take her sandals off. Understanding that this is not the time for laughter or conversation. Her mouth meets mine before I can get to hers. My hands working on her shorts, undoing the tie at her waist. Rayne rocks up on her knees so I can pull her shorts over her hips, I sit her on my lap with her legs to the side and slide the flimsy bit of clothing off her body. Her vest is easier, I reluctantly pull my mouth from hers and yank the vest over her head. She pulls her band out of her hair, shaking her hair free. The lights on the terrace timer come on. I catch her glancing behind me

  “Are you kidding? A hot tub on the terrace” She is giddy with excitement. God I am addicted to her.

  “Yes there is, yes we can but not now. Now I want right here in this bed.”

  I don’t give her an opportunity to answer, lifting her up off me, I lay her back down.

  Reaching behind her, unhooking her bra I free those heavy globes. She is perfection. I duck down and pull her nipple into my mouth, Rayne arches fully into me. Tucking a finger under her knicker elastic I slip one straight into her, she clenches around me

  “
Oh god”

  I take her other breast into my mouth rolling that solid nipple around my tongue, another finger inside her and gentle bite has her squirming under me. I grip her arse with my other hand, increasing the friction as I rub her inside out. She’s pulling my hair through her hands, pushing her tits further into my mouth. I can feel her getting tighter, she’s rubbing faster and harder, I pump my fingers into her, keeping up with the pace she is setting. Her tits are bouncing in my face, I don’t know what I want more, her mouth, her tits or her pussy, all of her tastes like home.

  “ahh, Connor. Uhh no. Uhh”

  I think that’s what she says. I twist my fingers around, tipping them up just deep enough to stroke that pent-up orgasm out of her. She’s got me so tightly, she might snap a digit, but I couldn’t give a shit. I kiss her hard and drown her moans in my mouth. I need her. All of her. I try and push up off the bed to stand. Rayne whimpers

  “Where? What? Hmm?”

  I think she wants to know where I am going – “I need to get a condom”

  She shakes her head and pulls me back down by my shoulders

  “On pill, never been without, trust you.”

  I tip her chin up, I have to know that she is with it, that she knows what she is saying and is 100% sure because there is not a hope in hell that once I start I will be able to stop, the only place I am coming tonight is inside Rayne.

  “Are you sure? I promise I had a medical a couple months ago, all clear and I haven’t had sex since”

  She looks surprised.

  “I was obviously waiting for you”

  Her giggle disappears into neck. “For a man so insanely sexy, you can be such a cheesy dork”

  It takes everything in me to not bite at that remark, fuck it, she said I was sexy first.

  I ease back down, one hand in between her legs, grabbing what I can of her knickers and tearing them from her body.

  “Christ, you’re perfect Rayne, a fucking dream” I trace the line of every curve with my tongue. Tracing, licking, teasing. My shorts are off and in the pile on the floor, feeling her bare skin against mine, is all I can take.

  I hold her legs at her ankles and spread her just for me. Lining myself up, I need to have a word with myself. I want to go slow but she has other ideas. She meets me half way and that’s it. The second my crown nudges into her, I could sing. I lift her up and bottom out, I knew it was going to be good but this is beyond. I put a knee on the seat to anchor myself,

  She hums something and rocks her hips against me. I know if she keeps this up, I wont last another minute. Lifting her hips up, I slow right down, feeling every part of her contract as I pull in and out of her. Stroking one hand down her back, I slide my finger between her cheeks, teasing her rim just enough. She gasps in my mouth as I hold her open a little more tipping her so I hit her just right. I can feel her start to tighten around me. I push all the way back into her, her yes fly open, meeting mine. Watching her, watching me is too much. “Come for me Rayne, come all over me”

  She doesn’t answer just keeps grinding.

  “That’s it beautiful, take it”

  I feel her clench around me, her orgasm triggers mine

  She comes forward to kiss me, swallowing my moans, her satisfaction dancing with mine. Breaking contact I rest my forehead on hers, asking her

  “You ok?”

  “Better than ok” She smiles as she kisses me. I take a cleansing breath, laying on my side I pull her into me.

  She wriggles against me – down boy, thinking she’ll pull away, she doesn’t she keeps herself settled against me, she fits. We fit.

  She purrs as she feels me respond to her

  “I could stay here forever and always” She says it on a smile and as always hers, creates mine

  “I am feeling incredibly lucky right now. I can handle always. I didn’t know what love was until I met you. The day I took you to Bea’s I knew I could love you, I didn’t understand it until I thought about you getting hurt because if me, when I thought I had lost you, that’s when I knew I loved you. I do love you.”

  I want to say she had tears in her eyes and looked up at me and said something book worthy like “oh Connor, you are my sun, my moon and my stars” but no, the only woman I have ever loved turns and says

  “You promised me, multiple orgasms Connor, a girl could change her mind if you can’t keep up”

  The ease in which I slip into her is scary, we just fit and I have never been one to plan but I plan on never letting Rayne go.

  Epilogue – 1 week later

  Rayne

  “Shush, its starting”

  We got back to London last night, as much as I loved Portugal, it’s good to be home.

  Connor is going to move in here with me until we find a house that we both like then we’re buying it together.

  Aaron and Michael rejected Connors resignation. Michael has decided to retire and join Trent on the golf courses of the world 5 days a week instead. Aaron and Shaan have taken his role and Connor has been promoted to COO.

  Leilani and Guy have come over, they’ve got news to tell me.

  We’ve been so busy eating pizza and drinking wine we haven’t done anything about work

  “Let’s leave the work talk for tomorrow”

  Leilani gives Guy a little shrug and he winks at her. It’s weird to see them getting on, I always thought they hated each other!

  Connor turns up the radio

  “Good Evening Good Evening it’s that time of the week when things get a little Sexy, welcome to sexytime, I am The Peoples Champion, DJ Milktray. Before I get started, some of you have been wondering how Sunshine got on a couple of weeks ago, well I am pleased to tell you that it worked. The power of music people, the power of music.

  So, to kick us off tonight, I’m going to play one of my favourites, just for Connor and Rayne

  Teedra Moses featuring Anthony Hamilton – The One. Listen to the lyrics people. This is a jam”

  “OMG – why is there a picture of Mack on the TV?” I almost faint when I see his face. It’s a mug shot from his arrest.

  “Turn it up Lei, now!”

  Leilani looks at Guy, then to Connor and back to me

  “NOW DAMMIT!!”

  She presses a button and points the remote at the TV

  “Notorious drugs baron Mack Da’ Silva, who was arrested after a long police investigation has today been confirmed as the father of Anfield Town and England Star Malachi Harris, our sources revel that Malachi was the victim of a huge plot to extort money out of him to keep his secret, but after talks with the FA and his legal team Mr Harris has decided to break the news himself, we will have more in tomorrow mornings programme”

  My glass drops from my hand and I turn to face Guy and Leilani.

  “what the actual fuck Lei, he’s my brother?” I had forgotten that part of the conversation with Ma, I was just grateful it wasn’t Connor. Jesus. My head spins and before I lose my shit, two firm hands grip me around my waist and Connor drops a kiss on my temple. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. I stare at Leilani, waiting for the confirmation.

  “Well?”

  Leilani nods and takes a massive gulp of wine. “Surprise Sugar Tits, you’re not an only child! Congrats” she raises her glass to clink against mine. Aaaannnnd that is why I love her!

  Guy interrupts our moment – “Right now that’s sorted, I better call my client” he makes his way to the front door. Stopping just short of the exit he swings round

  “Coming Leilani?”

  She holds up a finger as she drains her glass.

  “Not yet, but maybe later” she deadpans as she grabs her bag to follow him out.

  Connor is standing behind me rubbing my arms. This whole thing is bizarre.

  “You doing ok beautiful?”

  “Yeah, fine, can’t say anything surprises me any more – I mean what else could possibly happen”

  Book Two in the series – Vantage Point – Le
ilani and Guy’s story is out in the Autumn.

  About the author

  Georgia is a London girl living in sleepy Suffolk. A mother to two girls and a mad French Dog means life is always fun. Georgia can often be found near the water somewhere, with a glass of something at least 30% vol in her hand. Music and Travel take runners up spots to reading in her life. She reads more than she writes!

  Writing has always been her dream, having written numerous short stories, poems and articles. Georgia started Turning Point after a conversation with her daughter and with the encouragement of her friends, has released it into the world.

  The Point Series, of which Turning Point is the first installment, centers around the lives of four couples living the London lifestyle with country heartache.

  As a fan of Helena Hunting, Adriana Locke and Meghan Quinn, Georgia is a sucker for the HEA! Words are supposed to make you feel good, if they don’t, delete and start again.

  Here’s hoping Connor and Rayne make you feel good enough to buy

  Vantage Point: Guy and Leilani’s story.

  Guy is left dealing with the fall out from his latest clients drama, he can handle anything usually, except this drama comes with a side of sexy heartache, that goes by the name Leilani.

  The last thing Leilani needs is complications. She is known for her kickass approach to life, the only way she handles things is honestly and upfront. Everything except her love life that is.

  Vantage Point coming Autumn 2018