Almost Easy (Sinister Ascent Book 1)

by Brittany Clark

  “Did you just fucking act like one?”

  “Stop, both of you!” Chloe shouted earning our attention, “Look if this is going to cause a problem then we won’t go. I don’t want to cause a problem in your marriage. I’m sure I can get Violet to go with me. Just please don’t fight over me,”

  Just like that I was owned. She had me, she fucking had me, and I wasn’t letting her go. Only Chloe would defend me in a fight that was clearly my fault, and put herself down in the process. This fight was my fault. I started it out of my own selfish reasons, and here she is coming in on her white horse to defend me. I would do anything for her, up to this point it had always been her saving me. Now it was my turn to always be there for her. God, I hoped she gave me the chance to do just that.

  “Violet has no taste. You go with her and you will end up looking like shit,” Blaze joked.

  “Chloe, this argument has nothing to do with you. I’m going with you, and Jessica is going to deal with it,”

  “Zane, I don’t think..”

  “I’m taking you Chloe,” She shot me a sad look and I wanted to lean over and take her into my arms. Her beautiful eyes were meant for nothing but happiness. I was so tired of putting that look on her face. I would never do anything to put that look on her face again if I was given the chance.

  “Zee, I don’t think it’s a good idea,”

  “Yea well, we’re the kings of bad ideas together Chloe. So what’s one more?”

  A blush covered her cheeks as a small smile worked over her face. That’s when I saw it. The woman I loved was still in there. I hadn’t completely destroyed her, and she liked my stupid ass sense of humor. I couldn’t wait to get her alone, and shockingly it wasn’t so that I could get into her pants.

  “Fine, but if you tell me I look good in an ugly dress I’m going to make you wear it at your next concert,”

  “Deal babe,” Jessica gasped at my word choice. But I didn’t give a fuck.

  I had a date with my girl, and I was finally going to get a chance to talk to her about everything I had been denying for twelve years. I just hoped like hell that I wasn’t too late. It seemed that her and Blaze were getting serious so I might have lost my chance. But I wasn’t going to give up until I was positive I didn’t stand a chance. That would kill me, but I would have no one to blame but myself.

  10

  CHLOE

  There was an awkward silence in the truck as Zane drove us to the mall. I had only been in the car for five minutes, and I was already praying for this to be over. This wasn’t normal. Usually we would talk the entire time with no break, being his friend was easy. Now I didn’t know how to be around him. Hiding my feelings for him had always been easy, but I never mastered how to stop myself from wanting him. Even if I could stop myself from wanting him, I wasn’t sure that it was what I wanted.

  “Are you okay Chloe? You’re never this silent,” Zane questioned keeping his eyes on the road.

  “Yeah, I’m just thinking about things,” I replied, “So how is married life treating you,”

  “Don’t ask me about that. I don’t want to talk about my marriage when I’m with you.”

  “Why not? Are you ashamed of being married?”

  “Only when I’m around you,”

  I snapped my mouth shut then turned to look out the window. Why the hell was he going with me to the damn mall to find a dress if he was ashamed of being around me? Was he ashamed of what we had been together? That would fucking kill me. I always knew that what we were doing wasn’t normal, but it had worked for us. But ashamed? I couldn’t live with that. Did he just feel obligated to keep sleeping with me, even though he hated doing it? The pain that entered my chest was sharp, it still amazed me that after everything Zane could still hurt me. I closed my eyes and tried to keep quiet as tears fell down my face.

  Zane let out a growl beside me and I quickly looked at him to see that his hand was gripping the steering wheel. I quickly turned away so that he wouldn’t see my tear streaked face. Before I knew it we were pulling into the parking lot and I hopped out as fast as I could. I was now in a bigger hurry to find a dress and get the hell out of the mall, and away from Zane. Once in the mall I walked into the first clothing store that I saw, grabbing five different dresses at random before walking into the dressing room.

  Once the door was shut I leaned against it with my eyes closed. Blaze had suggested that we find time to get Zane and I together. At first I had been against the idea, but Blaze hadn’t listened and tossed out the idea to Zane without asking me. After that there was no way that I could back out. As soon as Zane had said yes, his face lit with happiness, I was always a sucker for that look. There was no way I could kill that happiness by telling him no, and I would hate myself more if I had to watch the sadness that would enter his eyes.

  Now I was here and hating it. What he had said in the car was still rolling around in my mind. It was making me sick. Ashamed? That was a feeling I had never had about what Zane and I were doing. God, would there be one day, one damn day that would go by that I wasn’t hurt by something that had to do with Zane? Honestly I should be used to this by now. I just wanted it all to end. Sighing, I kicked off the wall and began to pull my shirt off. I was just pulling my pants down my legs when the dressing room door was thrown open and Zane walked in. A very girly squeal left my mouth as I grabbed my shirt to hold it over my almost naked body.

  “What the hell are you doing in here? Get the hell out!” I shouted trying to cover as much of myself up as I could.

  “Don’t hide from me. I’ve seen it all before and I fucking love and want every inch,” He whispered as his pupils dilated with lust.

  “Zane, seriously. What are you doing in here?”

  “We need to talk, and this was the only place that I knew you would have to listen to me. You wouldn’t walk out of here half naked,”

  “What is there to talk about Zane?”

  “I hurt you in the car without meaning too, and you took it the wrong way, so we aren’t leaving this room until we’ve cleared it up,”

  “Can’t we just let it go?”

  “No. Chloe you need to hear this,”

  “Please, Zane. Please can we just drop this? I can’t talk about it,”

  My voice broke, and I knew that I was about to start crying. Zane had never seen me cry before, and I didn’t want it to happen now. I tried to fight it, but lost the battle when a tear slipped down my face. I heard him let out a curse before my hand was tugged and I was pulled into his arms.

  ZANE

  I fucked up in the car. What I said came out wrong. I didn’t mean that I was ashamed of what Chloe and I had been doing together. What I had meant was that I hated being reminded that I was married when I was near her because I was reminded of everything that I had let go when I married someone that wasn’t Chloe. Then I felt my heart rip open when I saw her shoulders shaking in the car in a way that I knew meant she was again silently crying over me. I wanted to fix the misunderstanding immediately, but it wasn’t the time to get into it. I was driving and I couldn’t give her my full attention. I also knew that the moment we parked that she would have run away from me.

  I had to formulate a plan, and as soon as I watched her walk into the dressing room, a smile took over my face. I waited for a few minutes, making sure that I gave her enough time to get undressed, before I barged into her dressing room. When her hands went up to block my view of her body I almost lost it. She had never hid from me before, and I adored her body. I hated that I didn’t have the right to look at her anymore. What she didn’t know what that there was a mirror behind her and I was welcome to a view of her thong covered ass. My eyes scanned over her appreciatively. Until she demanded that I leave the room. My eyes snapped to hers as I shook away the desire I was feeling. This was not the time to let my dick do the talking.

  Then I almost fell to my knees and begged her to listen to me when I heard that break in her voice. But it wasn’t until that first
tear fell down her face that my heart shattered and exploded in my chest. Without thinking about it, I tugged her into my arms, where she snuggled in instantly and held on. This was just one more new thing that we were doing together. First off, I never knew that she cried all the time over me, and I never comforted her. All of that was going to stop now. Seeing those tears fall down her face was worse than just knowing that she was silently crying. Her beautiful face should never have tears on it. And I was the sick, pathetic asshole who had caused it. Only a worthless piece of shit made someone as perfect as her cry.

  Slowly I pulled away from her keeping my arms around her as I took in her face. Her eyes were rimmed red and she had tear streaks down her face, but there were no new tears falling. When her eyes finally reached mine they were shining and sparkling from her tears.

  “You’re even beautiful when you cry,” I whispered tightening my arms around her.

  “Zane, please leave. I’m naked,”

  “Again, I’ve seen it all. Every beautiful, perfect inch of you,”

  “But you can’t see it anymore,” Her words hurt, but I let her have them. I skimmed my lips over the side of her neck before spinning her around and pulling her back tight against the front of my body. Her eyes caught mine in the mirror in front of us and held. Her hands went to cover herself and I gently grabbed them and encaged them in my hand.

  “I have never once been ashamed of what the two of us were doing together. I’ve always thought about it as something special that you and I shared, and to me there was nothing wrong with it because you love me. What we shared was so fucking special. So don’t you dare think I was ashamed of it,”

  “Then what did you mean in the car?”

  I sighed and buried my face in her neck for a minute to get my thoughts in order. I needed to prepare myself to tell her some of the truth for once. She deserved it after all of this time, and it would be a step in the right direction for me to get her back. There would only be one chance for me to get this right. I wouldn’t solve everything today, hell I wouldn’t even tell her all of the truth. My one shot wasn’t going to be right now, but it would happen soon.

  “I meant that I’m ashamed of being married when it comes to you, and I hate being reminded of the fact that I’m married when I’m around you, because it makes me remember everything. I remember that I had to give you up, and that you aren’t mine anymore,”

  “I was never yours Zee, you only wanted me for my body remember? I was just a good fuck for you,”

  I closed my eyes as the pain once again entered me, “I forgot I said that to you. Chloe I only said that so that you would let me get married. It wasn’t true and I’m so sorry. But you’re wrong Chloe, you have always been mine,”

  “Not always. I’m Blaze’s now,”

  My hands gripped her arms tighter as the anger and jealousy poured into me. A growl tore from deep within me and it sounded as if I were in physical pain. I could see the curiosity swirling in her eyes, but she looked afraid to ask. I growled again when I realized I put that look of fear into her eyes. As the sound left my mouth, the fear turned into lust. She turned slowly in my arms, pressing her nearly naked body tighter against me. A confused look shot over my face as she stood there staring at me for a few seconds. Then I lost all thought when she leaned up and pressed her lips to mine.

  I growled for the third time as I wrapped my arms around her and gripped her ass in both of my hands as I lifted her body into mine. I moved slowly until I had her backed into the wall of the dressing room. Was this really fucking happening? Or was it just another dream that would have me waking up near tears when I realized I was alone and a longing entered in my chest that wouldn’t go away for days. Fuck it. If this was a dream I was going to enjoy the hell out of it.

  I shoved my tongue into her mouth tasting her again in what seemed like years, as my hips began thrusting into her. Chloe breathed a sigh of pleasure into my mouth as she shivered in my arms. Her mouth pulled away from mine as she tossed her head back. It gave me access to her neck so I brought my mouth to the pulse point there and began to gently suck.

  “Don’t growl like that Zane,” She whispered between placing kisses all over my face. I grunted and pressed my lips to hers harder.

  My tongue explored her mouth, caressing hers instantly as my hands started to explore her perfect, exposed skin. My hands slid over her bare stomach and into her bra where I met her already hard nipples. Chloe purred into my mouth as her back arched in an attempt to get my hand closer. I smiled into the kiss then pulled back to look at her. Our eyes met as my hands fondled her and my hips continued to thrust gently up, running my hard length exactly where she wanted me.

  “Fuck, I missed you baby girl,” I whispered bringing my mouth down to replace my hand with my mouth.

  I sucked the hard pink bud into my mouth, using my teeth to gently bite down. Chloe moaned when my teeth clamped her nipple and tugged gently. Her hands tore through my hair and tugged, bringing me closer to her as she held me in place. I moaned when I felt the familiar old gesture and I never wanted this moment to end. I never appreciated the little things she did before, and now I wanted to hold onto all these little things and never forget them. I felt her cross her ankles behind my back, succeeding in bringing us closer together. I hissed at the friction it caused when my dick rubbed against my zipper.

  “Chloe I need you so fucking bad. I can tell that you need me too. You’re fucking starving for me Chloe,”

  I pulled my mouth away from her breast, skimming my lips up her neck and over her jaw until I reached her lips. Then I was kissing her deep and lovingly. I was telling her everything that I couldn’t put into words right now. Her perfect lips moved simultaneously with mine and made my head spin. Her hands were still in my hair and I felt her fingers dig in as she let her fingers massage my scalp gently earning another growl from me.

  “Zee, stop growling, you know I can’t handle it,”

  “I know. It turns you on, because you my baby girl are a freak,”

  “Only for you,”

  “Damn straight it’s only for me,” I growled.

  This should not have gone this far, but now that it has there was no way that I was going to stop it. This woman was mine, she always had been and she always would be. Right at this moment I was going to fucking claim what was mine. One of my hands pulled away from her ass to skim up her long beautiful legs until I was resting between her thighs. I could feel how wet she was through the thin barrier of her thong and groaned. Slowly I feathered my fingers over her slit, and used my fingers to spread her lips.

  “Zane,” She moaned as she buried her face into my neck.

  “That’s right baby girl, let me touch you,” My finger found her clit and began to circle in slow torturous circles.

  “Faster, Zee” I chuckled into her ear as my hand starting moving faster. I pinched her clit as one of my fingers entered her tight hole. “Shit, fuck yes,”

  “Who does this belong to Chloe?”

  “Don’t stop,” I knew that she was almost there, but I wanted to hear her say it first.

  “You want to come?” She nodded against me as her hips began to move in a desperate attempt to get herself off, “Then answer me. Who does this belong to?” I slammed my finger deep hitting the spot I knew she would feel the most.

  “You, I’m yours!” She screamed as her body shattered in my arms.

  “Does Blaze make you feel like this?” As soon as the words left my mouth I wished I could have reached out and take them back.

  Within seconds the mood was killed and Chloe was pushing me away. She detached her body from mine and shoved me. I stumbled back slightly, but she didn’t stop. Again and again she pushed me until she had me out the door of the dressing room then slammed it in my face. I know that I had fucked that up, but I couldn’t get the stupid lopsided grin off of my face. I might have pissed her off there in the end, but before that it was obvious that the two of us still had something with each
other. Hell she had admitted it, she screamed so loud the entire store had probably fucking heard her, that she was mine.

  Now I was absolutely sure that I wanted her back, and she wanted me as well. It was going to be a challenge, especially if I couldn’t keep my damn mouth shut. Plus Blaze and Jessica were still in the way. But all of those hurdles could be overcome and if anyone could do it, it would be us. She and I were meant for each other, and I was getting my fucking girl back.

  After what happened in that room there was no way in hell I was backing off. Hell I could still smell her on my fingers, and I could still taste her on my tongue. The only thing I would have loved more was if I got to go down on her. It had been way too long since I slid my tongue up her warm wet walls and tongue fucked her until she climaxed in my mouth. Would she let me back in that room with her if I asked her if I could go down on her? Chances were a big fat no, but I wanted it. I was raising my hand to knock when the door flew open. Chloe marched past me holding apparently the dress that she was going to buy. She paid and marched out of the mall without looking at me. Damn.

  The ride back to Chloe’s house was filled with even more awkward silence then there was on the ride to the mall. I could tell by the look on her face that she was guilty as hell over what had happened. Which she shouldn’t be. She loved me and wanted to be with me, who gave a shit if I was married? I was so fucking tired of us both fighting our urges to be with each other. For once, in that tiny dressing room, we both took what the fuck we wanted. I just wished that she didn’t feel bad about it now.

  “Chloe, do you hate me?” I asked breaking the silence. It was driving me crazy that we were driving this entire time and we hadn’t spoken.

  “You know I don’t hate you Zee. It just isn’t fair what you do to me,”

  “What does that mean?”

  “You know how I feel about you, and you’ve used it to get what you want. Never once thinking about what it was doing to me,”

  “That’s what I’ve been trying to say. All I can think about is what I did to you. I hate myself for what I did and I want to make it up to you, just give me the chance,”