Page 9 of Shattered Fears

“You’re tight, and this is my first time. I’m going to come soon. I want you with me. Touch yourself.”

She couldn’t help but giggle.

“What?”

“I thought the reason we were doing this was so I didn’t have to touch myself.”

“Ha-ha.” He jerked his cock inside her, and she groaned deeply, her hand reaching instantly for her clit. She rubbed herself until the heat built to a boiling point inside her, and she cried out.

“I’m going to come.”

“Thank fuck.” Zain bucked his hips wildly a few times then buried himself deep inside her. She wondered if he’d ever be able to leave. His growl of orgasm sent her over the edge, and they came together both flying high on emotion and sexual satisfaction. When his cock finally stopped pulsating inside her, he carefully withdrew and collapsed next to her on the bed.

“I love you,” he reiterated.

“I love your cock,” she joked.

“Lucky I’m nineteen and a virile man, then, because we’re going to be doing that a lot more.”

“Forever.”

“Forever.”

“Isobel,” her brother’s deep voice called out from somewhere nearby, jolting her out of her memories. She stood up and looked around to see her brother running from the steps of the library. He was dressed in his standard leather jacket, t-shirt, and jeans. She’d bought him the jacket for his eighteenth birthday, and he rarely took it off. She’d been sitting outside the library because it was such a lovely day; it was his day to pick her up. She’d only recently been allowed to see him again as her brother and father didn’t get along well. In fact, her father had banned him from coming into the house. Kingsley and her father didn’t share the same views on politics and had come to such vicious blows about it that her father had ordered him out of the house. All anybody knew, from outside their family, was that her father paid for his eldest son to live closer to his place of work. They didn’t know the two of them couldn’t stand each other and hadn’t been in the same room together for almost a year now.

“Hey, Kingsley.” She stood up to be greeted by her brother. He wrapped his arms around her and brought her into a warm embrace. “You ok? Hope you haven’t been waiting long. Traffic was busy. I thought we could leave the car here and walk to that restaurant you like.”

“That would be great.” She hadn’t eaten since she’d had a small ham sandwich at lunchtime; she’d been too busy at work and was now starving. Her stomach rumbled, agreeing that its favorite restaurant was the best place to go.

“Maybe I should phone ahead with your order.” Kingsley laughed and wrapped his arm around her. “How was your day?” He asked as they started walking. The restaurant was only a few minutes away.

“Busy. What about you?”

“Crazy. I swear people come into the shop just to drive me mad, sometimes.” Kingsley owned his own tattoo company with five branches across Montana. Another thing that her father didn’t approve of and was probably the catalyst to their falling out. Her brother had always been careful, though, and only had tattoos where they couldn’t be seen. He didn’t have any piercings like some of the other people who worked at the shop, well, none that she knew of anyway.

“Of course, they do,” she teased him. “You’re easy to wind up.”

“You’re not supposed to agree.”

“I’m your sister. It’s my job to annoy you.”

“You can buy your own dinner.”

“Sorry.” She pouted at him.

“That’s cheating.”

“What?”

“The look. You know I can’t resist it when my baby sister gives me the puppy dog look.”

“So, I don’t have to pay for my own dinner?”

He shook his head in exasperation. They arrived at the restaurant, and he held the door open for her. They were playful when they were together. She missed him being at the house. She didn’t think her father would let her move out anytime soon. She’d asked Kingsley if she could move in with him, but even though he’d agreed, her father had said ‘no’. It was one thing to have his son living away from him, but his daughter… No, that couldn’t happen. She had to be ever present by his side. She was a surrogate replacement for their mother who was worse than useless as a wife to her father. There was no relationship between her parents anymore. There hadn’t been for a long time. The love had died during the long periods of time that they spent apart. Although they still lived together, for the sake of their sanity, they had their own lives. She loved both her parents even though they were stifling in their control of her. Kingsley was lucky that he’d gotten out.

“You ok?” Her brother pulled her chair out for her, and she sat down. “You’ve gone quiet.”

“Father is becoming increasingly crazy. I’m worried about him. He doesn’t see the number of people who are laughing at him. I think he might lose his seat soon.” She sat herself down, pulled her napkin out, and laid it on her lap. The waitress held a menu out to her, but she didn’t need to look at it because she always had the same thing: honeyed tofu, it was her favorite.

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