Illusion (Illusion Series Book 1)

by Karla Lopez

  I smile up at him. After hearing his words my heart flutters. I feel it warm my cheeks and the tips of my fingers. Even though his words have a double meaning I don't care. I welcome the pain of loving him because that's when I feel the most alive. I kiss him wholeheartedly till we're both breathless.

  ∞∞∞

  "Say it again," Austin's breath hits my lips as his words leave his mouth.

  "Again," I answer with a grin.

  He pokes my sides and I squirm. He lazily says, "baby..."

  "I love you."

  "Fuck. Again,” His whole face beams.

  I smile against his lips and look into his ocean depths and say again, "I love you Austin."

  "Fuck. I'll never get use to that." He nuzzles his face against my neck, and I can feel his warm breath on me. Warm tingles spark throughout my whole body with desire. I pull his hair hard enough for him to meet my eyes.

  "What does this mean for us."

  "You're mine, baby. You always have been."

  "Austin. I need to feel secure in this relationship."

  He sighs against my face while he holds himself up on his forearm. "Baby, I'm trying. I'm not in my right state of mind to give you what you deserve, but I do want us together. I just need time to heal."

  My heart aches for this broken man's soul. I wish I could fix him, but I can't because I don't know to what depth his soul is ruined. "I love you. I will always want you." I say to the broken man who loves me despite how much it hurts to.

  "I only want one thing from you Emma, besides your love of course."

  "What is it?" I whisper. I already know what he wants, and it hurts to give him what he wants, but I'll do it for him. I know that Austin has evils that follow him every day of his life, I don't need to add to them. I wait for him to respond as he searches my eyes for any uncertainty to let me go for once and for all.

  "I need you to stay away from Kyle and my father. Please. Emma, I don't have anymore fight left in me to keep asking."

  "Okay."

  His brows draw in together as he says, "Okay? That's it. No fight?"

  "I trust you. If that's what you need to feel okay with us. That's what I'll give you. Just please don't disappoint me Austin."

  "Never, baby." His lips press against mine in a slow passionate kiss. The need that radiates from his wet lips to mind has me involuntarily grinding my hips upwards to meet his.

  He continues to kiss me with the same amount of intensity, but in a calmness that only he could achieve in me. Our kiss is slow and loving contrast to our naked bodies grinding into each other begging for release. He grunts into our warm kiss as we continue to chase our physical and mental release for each other's body, heart, and soul.

  Kyle

  MY WHOLE-BODY ACHES, even more so now trying to wake up to the person in front of me. One of my eyelids is closed shut and it fucking hurts. The blood boils inside of me knowing what happened to me and there's not a damn thing I can do about it. Austin has never revenged what happened to him as a kid even to me knowing I had a part to play in it. Until Emma. Emma made him needy and weak for affection and love. Something he craves for since his mom died. I let him beat me because I know I deserve it, but fuck it, when it comes to Emma. I might just fight back.

  I finally get my one eye to open and clear my vision for the person standing in front of me. Seeing her stand in front of me with eyebrows drawn in concern tightens my chest. She cares and more than she's willing to admit. That's why Austin hates me even more so now. I would hate me too. Emma isn't something or someone you ever want to lose. At the end of this storm someone's going to lose. Someone's going to be left empty handed. And I pray that it isn't me. I know I'm disgusting to my own ears of admitting that. After everything I took from Austin, I still want to take more.

  "Hi." Her quiet voice fills my eyes and warmth floods my body.

  "Hey, Brains."

  "Please, don't call me that." I look away because I know Austin must have told her where I got the name from. I really am a bad person. I know I don't deserve Emma. The difference between Austin and me is that Austin's evils were forced on him to live through. He’s not enough for Emma. As in my evils, I went looking for them and I simply aren't worthy of her either. She continues before I get the chance to answer, "How are you?"

  "Fine," I answer sternly. I fucking hate that Austin has her back in his corner.

  "Fine means nothing. And I know this isn't nothing. I'm glad to see you awake."

  "Are you?"

  "Kyle..."

  "Don't Kyle me, Emma. Just say it. You are with Austin. Which is fucking ridiculous after what he did to me. Especially because it was your fault. I was there in the first place."

  She stares at me in surprise as she can't believe what I'm saying. I know what she's thinking; this isn't Kyle. And it isn't, but when it comes to Emma, I feel desperate to keep fighting for her. I want her more than anything. I feel like I can't breathe without her. Now I understand Austin's obsession. "I accept it's my fault and for that, I ask for your forgiveness. You didn't deserve it, but Kyle you mean a lot to me. Your friendship means so much to me." Friendship? What the actual fuck?

  "Oh yeah, Emma. Do you go around kissing all your friends and telling them you have feelings for them? Imagine what would happen if I told Austin that you admitted that to me."

  Panic started to set into her features then anger, "Yeah Kyle I have feelings for you, but the feelings I have for you are way different than the ones I have for Austin. You, I admire. I have adoration and warm feelings for you. And with Austin I'm in love with him. Nothing can change that."

  Her confession is a slap in the face and I just need her out of here. "Why are you here Emma?"

  "I wanted to see how you were. Like I said I care about you."

  "Just not enough apparently."

  We stay silent for what seems forever, and she doesn't get the hint that I want her to leave. She speaks after a while, "Are you going to go with Austin and Liam's story?" Anger simmers through my veins.

  "What the hell Emma? Is that why you really came?"

  "Kyle, please no." She grabs my hand and the little affection she's offering is enough to make my anger dissolve.

  "Yes, but either way my stepdad would never allow Austin to go to jail. He needs him here with him way more than in a cell."

  "What does that mean?"

  I wish I could tell her, but I'm pretty sure Austin would come in here with a second beating and this time I wouldn't be waking up. "Nothing. You better go before Austin's dad gets here."

  "Yeah. I guess so."

  She begins to walk out the door when I stop her, "Emma?"

  "Yeah?"

  "Please don't stop coming by. Please don't stop needing me. Wanting me."

  I know it's selfish of me to say that to her, but I know Austin and he's going to try to keep her from me and I'm not sure I can handle that.

  "I'll try." And with those last words she walks out my room and I'm not sure if it's forever or until Austin has an "episode" again.

  Austin

  WATCHING EMMA SLEEP HAS to be the most peaceful thing I've ever done in my life and I wouldn't change it for the world. It's been six weeks since the whole bombshell named Kyle happened. And I've completely healed which helps. The holidays have passed us, and it was actually pleasant for the first time since my mom and Meadow were here. I spent them with Emma and her dad and uncles. It was nice to be in a warm loving home. There is still some tension between Emma and her new stepmom, Holly. Especially since she's pregnant Emma feels like she has to be nice to her. I tell her it will only take time and from the looks of it her stepmom isn't half bad. She cooks so amazing and she's really funny, but I'll never tell Emma that. She might cut my head off or worse, my dick.

  So, when I asked Emma to move in with me, she was happy and relieved. Her dad and uncles weren't too happy with the idea. Even though I asked them ahead of time, but after they saw how good Emma and I are doing and that I ca
n take care of her financially if need be and of course in other ways too, they began to warm up to the idea. We've been living together for two weeks and it's been amazing waking up to her. This is what it feels like to be genuinely happy. I was hesitant into moving into the house I had bought for Emma and me a while back because I had promised my mom, I would stay with my father till I forgave him. I'm a terrible person and son because I couldn't even keep that promise to my dead mother.

  It’s the reason I didn't move to New York with Liam, Hilary, and Jake, but it seems all I needed was a push. I was fed up with my father and Kyle and now I needed to protect Emma. I wasn't exactly sure why yet, but I wouldn't put anything past my father. Granted my father isn't happy I decided to move out. He forbid me to see my stepmother and sisters. That's been the hardest part about it. I feel like I'm missing something and it's them, but I know they're safe. They have my stepmother. As long as they do, they'll be fine. I had to sacrifice them for Emma, but Emma is my lifeline.

  I look over at Emma who is still sleeping peacefully, but I kind of want to wake her up. I'm hard and I crave her in every sense of the word. We still haven't had sex, even though she's been on birth control for a month. I don't know why we hold back. I think we're just waiting for our big moment, but each time we go further and further. And sometimes I panic that the self-control will get out of hand, but I know she's ready. She's said so herself, but I feel like I need to give her a beautiful first time. A time that she'll carry forever and have my name on it. I'm not selfish enough to think I get to hold her forever. I know she's not mine to keep. I also know Emma isn't big on losing her virginity, a milestone in some people’s eyes, but I still want it to be memorable for her. I will always be the first guy. The first guy who had her when she was innocent and naïve in the best way but fuck, I would also give everything to be the only guy.

  Emma begins to stir as her eyelids flutter open. She smiles when our eyes meet. God, do I love her. Being with her has made me feel things I've never felt before. "Why are you staring at me like a creep." I chuckle because only she can ruin the moment.

  "I like being a creep."

  "Not creepy at all."

  I smile while I lean into her, "Shut up and kiss me, woman."

  "Mhm morning breath. Nah."

  "Fine. I'll just go eat breakfast by myself then." Before I know what's happening my head is being yanked forward and her soft plump lips touch mine. Her kiss is heated while our tongues explore one another twirling and dancing while my hard body pushes against her soft one. She moans into our kiss before breaking apart.

  She looks into my eyes, heat staring back at me and I chuckle, "So much for morning breath right."

  "Shut it. Now we can have breakfast."

  "Mhm, I'm kind of hungry for something else."

  "Yes, but food first then you can be hungry for something else."

  "Fuck. Fine."

  We get out of bed and she makes her way to the door passing me as I go to the bathroom before slapping her ass on her way out. Fuck, it's so awesome living with her. Everything I have is nothing I even allow myself to imagine. When I get to the kitchen, she already has toasts and egg set out for my breakfast. She only eats yogurt for breakfast which I think it's weird, but she claims she not a big breakfast person. A cute thing I love about her. We sit next to each other on the stools at the island facing each other. Her legs in between mine and she's only wearing my t-shirt with nothing under. Which means I can see her pussy from where I'm sitting. I try to focus on my food, but fucking having her is all I can think about.

  She spreads honey on my toast like I'm a five-year-old child and can't do it myself, but if I'm being honest, I love when she baby's me. She knows that honey is the only thing I'll have on toast, actually honey is pretty much all I eat on anything that needs to be sweetened. We eat in comfortable silence. When we're done, she leans over and kisses me hard. I'm already hard, which I'm pretty sure she's noticed since all I'm in is briefs. When our kiss breaks, I ask, "What was that for?"

  "Well, I told you that you could be hungry for whatever you want after."

  "It looks like you're the one that's hungry." Her cheeks turn red as she looks up at me through her lashes.

  "Well, are you complaining?"

  "Fuck no I'm not. Come here, baby."

  I grab her thigh and slide her from her stool to on top of me as she straddles me. I kiss her neck while one hand is in her hair and the other is on her bare ass cheek. She presses her breasts against my chest and fuck, I need her naked now. "Let's take this off, baby." I'll never get used to seeing her naked. She's so fucking sexy it's hard to contain how I feel about it. Our kiss is rushed and hungry. She breaks our kiss and I look into her honey eyes. She lays her forehead on mine and her cheeks turn redder as she stares at me. "What baby?" I rub my thumb on her cheek as I wait for her response.

  "I want to try something." She puts her face in my neck as if embarrassed of admitting that.

  "Baby, you don't have to be embarrassed. What do you want to try? Trust me if it involves you and being naked, I'm all for it." She doesn't answer me. All she does is take my hand and dips two fingers into the jar of honey.

  Fuck.

  Then, she runs my fingers over her round swollen tits and nipple. And fuck, I can't contain myself. I lean forward and capture her nipple into my mouth. I suck hard enough to make her moan louder than I've heard her before. Her hands instantly go into my hair and she tugs. She tastes so good. Two of my favorite things; her and honey.

  I'm going to fucking come in my briefs, and I don't even care. I want more of her to taste. I pick her up by her ass and place her on the island. "Lay back for me, baby." My voice is laced with so much hunger and heat. I dip two fingers back into the honey and trail them down her stomach and into her glistening heat. She moans when my fingers insert her, and her legs start shaking with anticipation. She surprises me when she reaches down and pulls my fingers out of her and brings them into her mouth. She sucks her wetness and the honey mixed together till my fingers are clean. It's so fucking hot that I rub myself in two strokes while she sucks, and I end up coming in my briefs. Fuck.

  She notices and a small faint smile appears on her lips. Fuck, she's going to be the end of me. She starts to sit up when I gently push her back down. "Baby, I'm not done with you." Heat spreads through her eyes and her parted thighs. I lean down and trail my tongue down her stomach tasting the saltiness of her skin and the sweetness of the honey. I trail my tongue all the way down to her heat and in between her folds. She's so fucking wet I could feel her wetness dripping from her. I take turns sucking and flicking her clit till her breathy moans are making me hard again. I wrap my arms around her thighs and lift her into me. I push my tongue into her fast and her legs tighten against my ears. I know she's close. So, I slower my pace to tease her. I kiss her lips gently until I suck one into my mouth and bite down gently until her release comes and she rides out her orgasm.

  After her body falls limb against my hands, I look up to her heavy-lidded eyes before I toss her over my shoulder. She squeals and asks giggling, "Where are we going?"

  "We're about to get you dirty again before we both get clean." The sound of her laughter fills my ears and this life that we have going is too good to be true. I'm enjoying it while it last because nothing good does last forever.

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  “Dude who would have thought that you’d be the one to get whipped.” I roll my eyes at Liam’s comment. Him, Jake, and I are taking our skiing gear off the bed of my truck. The guys surprised me with a spontaneous trip to Colorado. They wanted to see my new home or in Liam’s case make fun of Emma living with me. Today we got up before dawn to make it up to the ski slopes near my house to spend some time skiing. We loved to do these kinds of things when we were younger. It was a nostalgic feeling doing it again.

  “Says the one that brought a girl around us for the first time,” Jake says with a smug grin.

  I chuckle, “He got you the
re.”

  “Shut the fuck up, both of you.” Jake and I laugh as Liam stomps his way inside my house. We follow close behind. A sweet salty aroma hits my nose and makes me groan. I make my way inside the kitchen and all three girls are sitting at the island making cookies, but all I care about is one girl. Emma’s back is towards me. I wrap my arms around her waist. She jumps, but as she feels me, she relaxes in my arms. She turns in my arms and her whole face lights up. Her honey eyes meet my blue ones and we just stare at each other. Like two lovers who’ve been in love forever.

  Her lips meet mine in a simple kiss with a bunch of beautiful feelings speaking through the light gesture. I lean into her ear my breath hitting her skin. She visually shivers as I whisper for just her ears, “I missed you, baby.”

  She response with a smile from ear to ear and then her lips kiss mine again. She hugs me like no one has before. These types of gestures are the ones I love and crave the most. Things I didn’t get too often after my mom and Meadow died.

  My eyes roam around the kitchen as I watch Hilary and Jake in a tight embrace. Their love shining through their hug. In less than two months their love will be bound, and they will be married. I can’t wait for that day. They truly deserve it. My eyes move towards Liam and the girl he brought and see them laughing lightly while he leans over her. Her back is against the island as she sits on the stool. Her face beaming with a happiness that makes my heart ache for Liam. He deserves for someone to love him. I’m not sure if they’re even dating, but something tells me there’s a spark there.

  I watch Liam’s face light up and his eyes zone in on all her features like he doesn’t want to miss anything. She doesn’t seem like Liam’s type, but maybe that’s a good thing. Her blonde hair is in a messy braid. Her oversized graphic t-shirt and leggings give her an innocent girl next door vibe. Totally the opposite of what Liam goes for, but I actually like it. He needs different and I hope she makes him happy.