Illusion (Illusion Series Book 1)

by Karla Lopez

  Austin watches me as his hardness makes his way inside me. My body arches into him as I try not to cry out in pain. It hurts so bad, but this isn't just about me. It’s about us. I need to hold on for us. There is more of a hidden meaning behind me wanting to make this moment special for us. The girl who never wanted this, but deep down I know that was a lie. And Austin changed that for me. He clears the fog in my mind. When he is completely inside of me, he stays still waiting for me. He watches me closely. "Fuck, baby, you're so tight." His voice is strained. He is holding his breath, I know it must be hard holding on for me, but he doesn't complain.

  Seconds passed by, relief that the pain seems to dull when he doesn't move. I take a breath and adjust to his size inside me. I look into his ocean eyes and I get lost in them. It feels like I’m inside a wave that is moving slowly, and peace envelopes me. I kiss him slowly and gentle asking him to keep going.

  When he begins moving inside me there is a small sting that never goes away, but the more he moves the more I feel pleasure. The clap of our bodies filling the room with my moans and his grunts. Seeing Austin lose himself in me figuratively and literally is one of the most beautiful things I've ever witness. His large hands hold on to my hips as his thrusts become more hungrier for his release. He leans over with his elbows next to my head on either side. His oceans eyes meet my honey ones and his tongue runs across my bottom lip then his lips suck my lip into his mouth. Our tongues begin making loving to each other. His hand runs across my cheek and his thumb touches my lips. Without thinking I suck his thumb into my mouth. He watches me with lust and hunger. "Fuck, Emma."

  When I release his thumb, he pushes it against my clit while still thrusting inside me. His rhythm against my clit makes me see stars. My release comes at the same time as his. My walls clutch his hardness inside of me, milking his release into me. I moan loudly as my legs tremble against him. His breath is harsh against my neck. When the euphoria of our release simmer, he continues to lay on my chest for a few minutes longer. I feel so full and complete. Like I just shared a part of myself that no one will ever see.

  He pulls out of me slowly and I winced in pain. "Fuck, baby. Are you okay?" Concerned laces his face and my heart warms with the affection.

  "Yes, I'm fine. Just sore."

  He leaves to the bathroom to clean up and I just lay there in awe of what has just happened. Also, my body feels like jelly and I’m suddenly so tired. The task making me drowsy. I doze off and my eyes open when I feel something warm between my legs. When my eyes adjust, I see Austin with a warm washcloth cleaning me up and I can't help but smile. When he’s done, he gets into bed and pulls me against his chest. My back against him and his arm around my waist. "Emma?"

  "Mhmm."

  "I love you."

  "I love you," I squeeze his arm in response. He lets out a breath with content and he nuzzles his face into my neck. We quickly fall asleep. Our breathing in a steady rhythm as if we were meant to do this. Suddenly, my heart swells with so much love. Nothing can ruin this moment. Nothing.

  Austin

  I wake up to a small body moving against me and over me. I feel wet kisses and gentle sucking on my neck. I don't open my eyes yet; I want to relish in the moment. Memories of last night with Emma and I making love flash through my head. It brings a smile to my lips. She's so perfect. I never thought I could love her any more than I do, but I was wrong, I can. I love her more every single day she gives a piece of herself to me. I feel her lips latch on to my nipple and a tingle runs through my body to my toes. I've never had someone do that before, who knew I was missing out. It's a pleasant teasing feeling.

  I slowly open my eyes to find a mop of beautiful long brown hair against my stomach. I feel her at my naval and I feel my morning hard-on become stiffer. I'm so hard it hurts. My hardness waiting, anticipating of what's going to happen next. I need to see her. I run my fingers through her hair to pull it back and out of her face. Her honey eyes meet my gaze and I offer a lazy smile. Her tongue traces my v shape and I swear I might come. She lowers her head and without touching my hardness runs her tongue flat against my shaft until she gets to my head. She swirls her tongue against it and a low moan leaves the back of my throat. This is fucking torture.

  "Emma..." I plead through heavy-lidded eyes. She kisses the head of my hardness making my dick jolt in delicious frustration. Her small hand wraps around my length and then her mouth is around me. I hiss in pleasure because Emma seems to love giving head as much I love receiving it. I think she loves to do it so much due to me telling her how good she is at it. For being inexperienced I’m shocked, but I guess when you love someone everything is amplified more. Her sucking motion continues up and down my length. I can feel her tongue teasing me as I grip her hair guiding her where I want her. I gently hold on to her beautiful brown locks and push my hips forward. I hit the back of her warm throat and the suction and tightness of her mouth have me coming into it.

  I heave loudly as I slowly feel my body set into a daze. Emma hovers over me with the most beautiful glowing smile. Fuck. I love her. I'm the luckiest man in this world because of it. "Good morning." She beams at me and my heart tightens at the sight. I yank her down into me and kiss her hard. I claim her with my mouth, she's the air I breathe. Everything I need.

  "Good morning, baby." Before she can answer me there's a knock at the door and I groan. Fuck, why can't we stay in our little bubble forever?

  I look at Emma then down at our bodies and we're both naked and fuck, why do people have to disturb us? The knock comes again, and I look over to the clock and it reads 10:00 am.

  Shit, we woke up late. I'm supposed to be with Jake fulfilling my best man duties. I'm a terrible best friend and best man. Emma jumps off the bed and heads to the bathroom. I pull my joggers out my suitcase and slip them on. When I open the door a very irritated glare awaits me.

  Hilary, fuck.

  "Morning sunshine," I say with a grin.

  "You're supposed to be with Jake getting ready for the wedding tonight. You're not there. You're here. Why? You know what don't answer that just change and be with Jake in fifteen."

  "Yes ma'am," I answer when she leaves no room for argument.

  "Oh. And send Emma my way."

  I look at her wary, "Why?"

  "Because she's going to come hang out with us girls."

  "Emma doesn't do well with other girls or people in general. She's really antisocial. Maybe it's best I just bring her with me."

  She hardens her stare and fuck, I'm a little scared of Hil. "I don't care. It's my wedding day. I get what I want. And I want Emma to spend time with us."

  "Damn, Okay. But keep Daniella away from her. I'm serious. You know how she is, and I won't have Emma uncomfortable."

  "I have her. And oh, it's nice to see you in love." I roll my eyes and close the door when she walks away without another word.

  To be totally honest I don't want Emma near anyone unless it's Liam or me. He's the only person I truly trust with my life. And my life is her. Emma walks out of the bathroom freshly showed and I can't help but grin. It feels good to know she's all mine in all ways that matter. I walk towards her and wrap my arms around her. "Mhm, how do you feel baby?” I stare into her eyes to try to find anything that might match unhappiness or discomfort, but I don't find any. Her hands slide up my back causing shivers within me, "I feel beautiful and happy." I can't help but stare at her in awe with a huge grin on my face.

  I want her to feel so many things, but she couldn't have described it any better. "That makes me happy." She beams up at me and reaches up on her toes to plant a soft kiss on my lips. "Hilary wants you to go with them while I'm with Jake fulfilling my wedding duties." I roll my eyes and she chuckles against me.

  "Aww, that's sweet. Go do your thing. I will try to stay out of the way."

  "You sure you'll be okay." I stare into those honey eyes that make me so weak.

  "I'll be fine."

  After we're both dressed and read
y Emma ends up leaving first with Hilary coming to get her. Damn, she is serious about this being her wedding. When I head out myself, I bump into someone and my eyes meet emerald. My blood boils seeing him stand in front of me.

  Kyle

  I STAND HERE STARING at Austin's glare right in the eye. I know I wouldn't find him any other way. This man hates me, and I don't blame him. His glare turns into a frown and then his eyes light up at the sight of Lucy asleep in my arms. I know not many things can break Austin even though I know he thinks different. I've watched since he was young things trying to break him, but nothing really could. Now when it comes to Lucy and Emma that's the definition of his world. And the fact that Austin hasn't seen Lucy in two months is probably killing him. I know it's killing my mom other than her love for Austin; Lucy won't sleep and just chants Austin's name hoping he'll come. He never does.

  "Why are you here?" Austin asks with a hard tone but is low enough not to wake Lucy.

  "I know you haven't seen her in a while, so I thought I'd bring her. You can take her for a couple of hours. I told my mom I would. She's been fussy and calling your name since you left to see if you come. It would do her some good." I don't say that it will do him some good too because I know him. He'll reject me instantly.

  "Fine give me her." As I hand over Lucy, she opens her eyes and they connect with Austin. "Hey, baby." She begins to whimper in pain and hugs his neck tightly. My heart breaks for my sister and her attachment to him because I know my stepdad, he won't ever let him in again.

  He rubs her back to soothe her and makes eye contact with me. He gives me a curt nod and goes back inside his room. I make my way towards where I know Emma will be. I just have to see her. I tried to see her this morning when she was leaving, but what I caught sight of was Emma and Austin kissing goodbye. My heart fell to my stomach and I feel empty inside. Life has a funny way of fucking you up. The way I look at her is the way she looks at him, but then even the most fucked up part is that there's something there when she looks at me. Feelings lingering. They might not be as strong as Austin's but they're there. That gives me hope. I also feel horrible thinking that I have hope Emma will leave Austin to be with me when Emma is his entire world. Yeah, I know I'm fucked in the head. Aren't we all?

  I make my way to the open room down in the hotel lobby where the girls are staying at. I see Emma through the glass window, and I smile. She looks so perfect sitting there. Admiring the other girl's fuss around Hilary. Emma's different from other girls and you can tell by just looking into the window. I want to talk to her. I want to touch her. I make my way inside and wait for her to notice me. For some odd reason, I know she will. After a few minutes, Emma looks my way and her face lights up. She walks over to me and without thinking I wrap my arms around her. She relaxes into my embrace. I knew you missed me.

  "Hey, pretty girl." Her face lights up with the endearment.

  "What are you doing here?"

  "We were invited to the wedding."

  "No, I know that. Austin told me, but here. In this room."

  "I wanted to see my favorite girl." Her cheeks flush at my response and I can't contain myself from touching her. I run my knuckle against the skin of her cheek, and she sighs contently. That’s right feel me.

  "I've missed you, Kyle." She answers rather sadly.

  "Don't be sad, pretty girl. I'm not going anywhere. I was mad, but I'm not anymore. You will always mean so much to me Emma."

  Emma's eyes meet mine in wonder of what I just confessed. There's no doubt or confusion, but something lingers in the back enough to make her second guess her feelings. And that's what I need her to hold on to. I'm a selfish man. "Kyle, you shouldn't come to seek me out in public. Someone might tell Austin."

  "I don't really care."

  "But I do. I don't want what happened last time to repeat itself."

  "Please, Emma." The plea in my voice surprises me. That's where it has come to that I beg for Emma to give me a chance. What a fucked-up situation.

  "Listen, just give me time till I figure out a way to see you." She pauses before continuing, "With Austin knowing."

  Frustration begins to simmer throughout my body, and I snap, "Why does he have to know?"

  Without hesitation she answers, "Because I love him."

  My heart cracks with her confession. I know she loves him, I'm not an idiot, but hearing the words out loud coming from the woman you love, it fucking guts you. I'm not strong enough for this. Emma can't love Austin.

  Not when I love her.

  Emma

  IT'S HARD TO BREATHE as I watch Kyle walk away after telling him I love Austin. I don't know why it hurts so much because it's true I do love him, but I have this urge to run after Kyle. I feel terrible for breaking his heart. It was supposed to be him, the guy I met at the coffee shop. Then a hurricane of ocean blue eyes blew me up literally and figuratively. There is no going back to the day I fell for Austin, again literally and figuratively. I want to comfort Kyle, but I can't risk my relationship with Austin again. We have been so good lately I don't want to ruin it.

  When I turn around, I bump into a petite body and meet the eyes of Austin's ex-girlfriend, Daniella. I found out about her when we were introduced. She jumped at the opportunity to tell me and I just pretended I already knew and that I'm not completely livid with Austin.

  He lied to me.

  He told me he'd never had a girlfriend. I’m his first real girlfriend. In a way, I feel betrayed. And the urge to go after Kyle is back, but after a few seconds of staring at Daniella's stupid smug face, I don't run. I stand tall. "I saw you talking to Kyle."

  "And?" I give more attitude then needed, but I can't help it. I can't stand her.

  "Last I remember Austin hates Kyle."

  "Mhmm. Again and?"

  "Well, if we're talking about the right Austin, he wouldn't appreciate his woman talking to the enemy."

  I snort loudly, "Well, Austin doesn't tell me what to do and it's none of your business."

  "Mhmm. I find it weird that's all."

  I give her a tight smile and go sit in the chair I have been sitting for the past hour. I'm so bored. I have established that I hate weddings. If I ever for the grace God do get married it'll be just him and I. This is too much, too expensive, and too frickin' boring. I need out. I really wish Austin wasn't the best man because that could mean I can take us both out of our misery. No, he's probably having a grand old time with his friends.

  Austin

  “You brought a baby to my wedding prep.” Jake comments in distress.

  “Fuck, you sound like a girl.” Liam chimes in.

  “What’s wrong about caring about the wedding. I’m a wedding man and that doesn’t make me a girl, right Austin?”

  “Right. Leave him alone dickhead. Out of all of us, he was the one bound to get married and be involved and all that shit.”

  “True”—Liam nods absently —"Fuck. I feel depressed.”

  “ON MY FUCKING WEDDING DAY!”

  “Fuckkkkk. Jake seriously bro fucking calm down before I fucking punch you in your face and you rock a black eye down the aisle. We get it. You’re nervous and you care about the wedding.”

  “No, I care about Hilary and this is her day and she’s freaking out which means I’m freaking out.”

  “Oh, no fucking way. I’m no longer depressed.” Liam answers to Jakes puzzled explanation.

  “Why were you in the first place,” I ask curiously.

  “Because I’m the only fucking single one out of the three of us. I want someone to love. Fuck, but then Mr. in love over here makes it very not fucking appealing.”

  “What happened to Hannah?” I ask Liam through narrowed eyes. I know he’s hiding something.

  “Nothing. Now drop it.” His eyes give me a blank stare and I know something must have happened between them. They seemed invested in each other.

  “You want to get married?” Jake arches his brow at Liam ignoring my question.

  �
��Didn’t I just fucking say that. And we are to NEVER repeat again.”

  “Fuck. I can’t wait till you meet your one bro.” Jake states proudly. I know the feeling. Liam’s jaw flexes and somehow, I know he’s hurting.

  “I’m going to barf.” Liam makes gagging noises in mock sickness. Fuck. I love them, but they are a pain in my ass.

  “So, why’d you bring her?” Jake asks.

  “Because I haven’t seen her in two months, and I want to spend time with her. My father is never going to let me spend time with them again so, I’m taking what I can get. She’s sleeping anyway so she won’t bother us. It’s not like we’re about to braid each other’s hair and shit.”

  They both roll their eyes in unison before Liam asks, “Who brought her to you?”

  “Kyle,” I answer nonchalantly even though even hearing his name makes me heat up. There’s just so much hatred.

  “No fucking way,” Liam comments more of a statement rather than a question. “Please tell me you didn’t punch him.”

  “No not today Liam. But fuck, I don’t want him anywhere near Emma.”

  “Speaking of Emma, where is she?” Jake asks. Before I can answer there’s a knock on the door. When I open the door, Emma is standing there shyly fidgeting. “Hey, baby, what are you doing here,” I ask while looking at her clean makeup-free face.

  “I need the key to the room.” She tells me as she absently rubs Lucy’s back while she lays asleep on my shoulder.

  “Why,” I ask her, arching my brow.

  “Because I need to get into the room.” She looks at me like I’m stupid.

  “What for? Aren’t you hanging with the girls?”

  She’s on her toes trying to see if Liam and Jake are listening, which they are, but she can’t see that. “I’m bored,” She whispers rather shameful.