“You’re the first girl I’ve had in my room. In my house, come to think about it.”
“Well, I’m honored Mr. C. I will do my best to make sure I’m the best you ever have in here again.”
“Of that I have no doubt,” I murmur huskily.
I watch in fascination as she reaches to her right side and unwraps her dress, revealing her gorgeously sexy body. Carefully, I pull my T-shirt over my head, careful not to pull my mask off.
Dropping her dress to the floor, she moves over to me. “Allow me please.”
She kneels down in front of me and opens the button and bites teasingly on my erection through my jeans.
“Ah, fuck!” My hands push into her hair.
Tugging, she removes my jeans and boxers in one pull. Her hand wraps around my shaft and the surge that runs through my body knocks the breath right out of my lungs. I’ve never, in all these years, felt like this about another woman. It was a thought I don’t dwell on long.
Her warm mouth wraps around the tip of my cock as her tongue slowly, tantalizingly, circles it. Delicious shivers run through my body as she lowers down sucking hard. My hands tighten in her hair, I moan.
After a while, I pull out of her addicting mouth and pull her to stand in front of me. Staring back at me are the intense blue/grey eyes of my woman of night. Crushing my lips down on hers, she immediately wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me back just as feverishly.
Slowly, I move her toward my bed, kicking my clothes off as we walked. Breaking the kiss, that feels all too familiar, I look at her.
“Damn you are sexy as sin. Hands and knees on the bed,” I whisper huskily.
She turns around and climbs on the bed. Tossing her hair to one side, she looks back at me, biting her lip. All the ways I was going to prolong this fled my head. I find my way behind her, slamming into her without a second thought of lasting all night.
Twisting her hair around my hand, I pull her head back as I begin to thrust into her slowly and deep. With each one, I hear her answering moan.
“Yes, harder.” She says after a while of my slow, deep, thrusts.
Releasing her hair, she drops to the bed with her chest, keeping her ass in the air. I grip her hips tightly in my hands as I really start to pound into her.
“Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Harder!” She moans louder.
I moan as I pick up my speed again. Soon, I feel her clamping around my cock. It sends me over the edge as I slam into her one more time, finding my release. This one sent fireworks behind my eye lids and seems to last forever.
As I collapse on her back, I swear I hear her breathe my name. Collapsing to the side, I pull her into my arms against me. For whatever reason, I didn’t want to let her go.
“Little nap, then we’re doing that again.”
She moans and I bury my nose in her hair taking a deep breath. Her smell familiar somehow. Soon I was asleep.
# # #
“What’s wrong?” I ask as I walk into the kitchen and see my Dad holding my sobbing Mom.
“Logan, when did you come in?” Mom asks as she spins around to face me.
“Just now.”
My mom has been sick for a few years now, but last year we were told that she was in remission. Which they tell me that means it’s gone for now. They were so happy. We all were. Something in my stomach, deep, deep in my stomach told me that this was related to that.
“Why don’t you call your brothers in for dinner and go get washed up yourself. Okay?” Mom sniffles.
Turning, I open the door and yell out for my brothers and head back inside to wash my hands. Will they tell us over supper what’s going on? My chest hurt because I just knew it was bad.
Leif and Levi fought through supper like normal. But for the first time, I was grateful for them being buttheads. It distracted me from whatever news they had to tell us. If they’ll ever tell us.
“May I have seconds please?” Leif asks.
“You haven’t finished your first, dummy,” Levi teases.
“I’m not a dummy, jerk,” Leif shot back.
Having all my twelve year brain could handle, I scream. Mom and Dad look at me, shocked by my outburst.
“Can you guys knock it off for five minutes?” I yell at Levi and Leif. “You two fight constantly. One day you’re going to need each other and realize the way you treated each other now was stupid and pointless. Grow up!”
Dad put his hand on my arm. “Lo, what’s wrong?”
Facing Dad and Mom, “I know that there’s something bad going on. You aren’t saying what it is, but I know. You don’t cry for just anything, Dad.”
Mom gasps. “Lo, it’s…”
“No, please Mom, don’t lie to me. Please,” I start to cry. “Is your cancer back? Is that why you were both crying? I’m not a little kid. I’ve not been since you were sick the first time. Don’t start treating me like I am now.”
Mom starts crying and moves to kneel next to me. “Baby, I know you aren’t a little kid anymore. You’re my big boy and I love you dearly.”
“Then tell me the truth,” I plead, tears falling helplessly down my cheeks.
“My cancer came back,” Mom whispers.
“More treatment?”
“No, baby. Not this time.”
Jerking awake in my bed, I look around my room. My heart was hammering in my chest. Losing my parents only three years apart both killed all of us, but it also brought us closer together. From that day forward, I lived for my family. I helped my Mom and Dad wherever I could and kept the boys in line so they didn’t have them to worry about.
Mom had passed away three months after that day. I found out later that the cancer was in her brain and well pretty much everywhere. I’d listen at my parents’ door as my dad would tell her how much he loved her and always would.
Watching my parents together, that’s the kind of love I want. The kind of love I thought I had, but then it was all ripped from me. Faith was never far from my mind. Just thinking about her brought me peace.
Since she walked away from me, I have focused on my brothers and nothing else. But now they’re all out of the house and it leaves me with far too much time to think about what I lost.
“Logan!”
Faith runs and throws her arms around my neck. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I spin her in a circle.
Setting her down on the ground, I cup her face in my hands. Leaning down slowly, I kiss her like I’ve thought about doing all day long. Her lips soft and gentle against mine, I deepen the kiss. Our tongues dancing their seductive dance, enticing and tantalizing every nerve in my body.
“I’ve missed you,” I breathe after breaking the kiss.
“I’ve missed you more. Did you have a good day?”
“Nothing compared to the night I’m having right now,” I smile at her. “I love you, you know that right?”
“I love you too. What’s going on?”
She looks up at me with her big beautiful blue/grey eyes. They pierce my very soul. There was never a way of hiding anything from her.
“I want you to leave with me.”
She sighs and walks away. “Logan, why do we have to keep having this conversation?”
“Because I want to see you more than just a few hours a night. Because I want to hold you after we make love. I want to fall asleep with you in my arms. Is that so wrong of me? To want to hold the woman I love with everything I am, to share more than a few stolen moments?”
She turns and faces me. “It’s not too much to ask, but it can’t happen until I’m eighteen. My family would be quick to throw you in jail.”
“Fay…”
“Please Logan, wait until I’m eighteen. Please,” she pleads with me.
“Sure,” I sigh.
Wrapping her in my arms, I rest my head on the top of hers.
“Please, Logan. I can’t lose you. It’d break me,” she sobs into my chest.
“I’ll never let you go,” I whisper vehemently,
kissing the top of her head repeatedly.
God, I miss her. It was impossible to forget her. Even after all these years but here I was missing her like she had just walked away yesterday. I thought I’d moved past this feeling, but then last month happened.
Climbing out of the bed, I shower and dress before heading downstairs and cleaning up. The mundane task brought back the reason I think my thoughts of Faith have come back full force.
Last month was completely out of my normal and it’s spurred my memories of the woman who still, all these years later, claims my heart. The way this woman made me feel last month… I haven’t felt that way since Faith.
I’ve been with plenty of woman since her… Not something I’m totally proud of, but I have. Now don’t get me wrong, the women I’ve been with were good and it suited to fit my needs, but that was it and they knew it.
But this girl last month, she stirred something in me and I don’t know why, but my heart tells me I need to try and contact Faith again.
“Lo! You here?”
“In the kitchen,” I holler at Leif.
“Yo! Tonight you’re mine and I won’t take no for an answer.”
My brother being home meant something was either wrong or up. My brothers are usually only back here during the holidays. Which is sad and lonely for me at times, but they’ve really got their lives together and for that, I can’t complain.
I can still remember all the shit they gave me growing up and how much I longed for my parents to be around to help. But now, I miss those times some days. They were now impeccable men. I’m very proud of them and all their achievements. Mom and Dad would be so proud of the men they’ve become.
Leif now runs his own business. Levi has been signed to a record company. Landon is in college studying to be a doctor. Lucas is in college on a basketball scholarship and has scouts eating him up. Like I said, I’m so proud of them.
“Dude, are you listening to me?”
“Yeah, I’m listening,” I put the last dish in the cupboard before turning around. “What’s up?”
“It’s a surprise, but me and the guys got together, decided it was high time we thank you for all you’ve sacrificed for us over the years when you didn’t have to. So you can’t say no. We need food so let’s shop. Let’s go.”
“Lee, I thank you guys for thinking of me, but I’ve got to work tomorrow and…” I start to protest.
“Already took care of that. You are on vacation as of tomorrow.”
“What the hell!”
“What’s the sense of being a boss if you don’t take a vacation every now and again? Trust me… You’ll be glad we requested your vacation once you see what we have for you,” he grins big.
Groaning, I grab my keys and follow behind him out the door. Why do I suddenly have a feeling in the pit of my stomach that I’m not going to be the same after tonight?
My brothers have never been known for being tactful or even considerate, not when it came to fun. Don’t get me wrong. I love them all and as I said before they’ve grown into respectful men and I couldn’t be prouder of them, but then you have their carefree sides… I shake my head and just pray it’s a good thing and not a bad thing.
# # #
Leif
Walking further behind Logan, he is grumbling about hating surprises. Honestly, I have to laugh at him. He was like a five year old when it came to this stuff. But my brother was the most selfless man I’ve ever met. He never thought of himself. It was only ever us.
That was until he met Faith. When he was with Faith, he lived. She gave my brother something that my brothers and I have been trying to give him for years. A reason to smile.
He smiles and he’s ‘happy’, but he’s not fulfilled. She gave that to him. But just as quick as it seems she appeared, she left him broken. I wanted to hunt her down myself and drag her back to my brother. If anyone deserves to be happy, it’s Logan.
“Be right back. I’m going to go grab something real quick.” I say before hurrying over a couple aisles away.
Pulling out my phone, I peek around the end to make sure he didn’t follow before calling the woman I can’t get off my mind, but can never have.
“Hello?”
“Hey beautiful,” I say and truly mean it.
Lia was by far the most beautiful woman that has ever graced my line of sight. I’ve been head over heels in love with her from the first day I met her. The problem was she never saw me that way. So I’ve been forced to give up hope and move on.
That’s when I met Tami. Tami was an amazing woman. She worked with a friend of mine. We met at a work function and really hit it off. There was a connection between us, but it just wasn’t the same way I felt as when I just heard Lia’s voice.
Tami had short black hair, whereas Lia has long blonde hair. Tami has brown eyes and Lia has bright blue intoxicating eyes. Is it wrong of me to be with Tami when Lia has always held my heart? Maybe so, but I do care about Tami and we are happy together.
It’s just a matter of accepting the truth and moving forward. The fact of the matter is that Lia only sees me as a friend regardless of how I feel. She’s never let on that she’s felt any differently.
“Always the charmer, Leif. What do I owe the honor of your call today?”
“Honor, huh?” I joke.
“You know I love you,” she says almost breathlessly.
My heart stutters in my chest. For a moment I am completely stunned. To hear those words come out of her mouth was indescribable. I just wish she meant them the way I long for her too. Still even though I know it wasn’t real, my mouth spews the words out anyway.
“I love you too, Lia.”
It was breathless and as close as I’ll ever get to sharing that moment with her. Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I hear her intake of breath. There is a long pause where neither of us say anything. I wonder if maybe she’s feeling the same thing I am.
“So, uh, what did you call for?” Lia asks almost sounding choked up.
“What did I call for… Oh yeah,” feeling stupid. “I wanted to find out if you’ve been able to do what I asked for Friday?”
“Yeah, I’ve got it all set up. What time should we arrive?”
“Can you be there around say four? We’re kind of busy tonight and I want Logan to have a full night of enjoyment out of this.”
“You got him a girl?”
“Kind of,” I laugh.
“You didn’t buy him a girl?”
“I did and I’m hoping she stays all night.”
“You know that co…”
“I’m fully aware of what that means and his happiness is worth it.”
“Okay,” she replies almost sounding hurt. “I was just warning you.”
“I’m sorry, Lia. I didn’t mean to bite your head off. I’m just so tired of seeing my brother unhappy.”
“And what about you, Leif? What are you waiting for? You deserve happiness too.”
“Have you ever fallen for someone you can’t have?” I whisper.
“Yeah, it’s the reason I won’t date. Not fair to only give a part of myself when the other gives their whole self.”
Nodding as if she can see me. “Well, I thought the same thing until I realized that if someone can love that part of me that’s left enough it might be able to make me happy. So I’m trying that.”
“You’ve never stepped forward with the person you’ve fallen for and told them?”
Why was she so damn curious all of a sudden?
“I’ve hinted at it, but there’s too much to lose if she doesn’t feel the same.”
“Maybe she feels the same way you do and won’t speak up?”
“Lia are you tr…”
“Did you get whatever you needed in the…” he looks around with a smirk on his face. “In the baby aisle?”
Looking around, it was the first time I register any of my surroundings. Shit!
“I’ve got to go. I’ll see you at four tomorrow.”
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Hanging up the phone, I look at a laughing Logan. It was good to see him laugh even if it was at my expense.
“Okay so I needed to make a phone call that you couldn’t hear,” I confess.
“I was about to ask what you and Tami have been up to,” he laughs.
“Hardy har har… bastard. Let’s just go. Do we have everything?” I grumble.
“Wow, somebody’s good mood has vanished,” Logan observes.
Shaking my head and the mood that phone call puts me in, I smile at him. “Let’s go brother. We’ve got company coming soon.”
Chapter Eight
Faith
This was my last time.
Wow…
I will finally be set free.
Well, I’m free from selling my body to men to get even with my family. I’ve been in the paper so many times. Every time it became three against one.
“Read this!” My father yells throwing the paper at me.
Picking the paper up from the floor, I flip it over to see the front page news.
‘Heiress Faith Harper at it again. Seen exiting a hotel with two smiling men.’
All I could do was laugh. This was the exact reaction I hoped to get from them. Even knowing what was going to come from both my antics and my laughter, I still couldn’t stop the swell of ‘take that’ in my chest.
Even as I watched Tony stalk toward me, the smile was still plastered on my face. I just didn’t care anymore. If he kills me today then I wouldn’t complain. Maybe there is some sadistic part of me that longed for my death. Only in my death would I be able to be free from all that haunts me.
“You find this funny do you? You’re making a joke of yourself.”
“No,” I shake my head, still smiling. “I’m making a joke of you. Read the article. They’re happy to see me embracing my youth,” I laugh.
He smacks me. Even the pain throbbing in my head right now, didn’t stop the smile from staying on my face. I was getting what I wanted.
“You’re a whore,” he hisses.
“You made me that way,” I hiss right back.
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