I laughed at her loving her simple reactions. “Want to wrestle?” I asked grinning.
“Sure,” she replied lightly. “You think you can keep me down?”
“Is that a challenge?” I questioned.
Tasha nodded and motioned with her hands for me to come closer. I charged at her, grabbing around her middle I lifted her into the air and fell down to the mat. She grunted pushing at my shoulders.
Getting up, I let her take me down. We wrestled a bit on the mat. I pinned her a couple of times and then allowed her to pin me. Once she pinned me without me allowing her to which was progress I thought. The last time she pinned me, our bodies aligned up nicely, but it was treacherous, so I got up.
“Come at me again,” I huffed taking my stance. “Last couple of rounds and then we head in.”
Tasha pounced forward raising both her hands. Grabbing hold of them I pushed back at her. We stared intently at each other. Our gazes locked.
The tension in the air was palpable. Then it broke as we slid, and our bodies met with force. I wasn’t sure which one of us moved first but didn’t care. I like feeling her against me.
The next moment, our lips met. There was a fierceness to her kiss. I had never felt anything like it before. Picking her up, I walked to the table and placed her down on top. Her hands slipped into my shirt at the back. My body shivered as her fingers glided up.
Our lips were sealed together. I felt an intense sensation run through me. She tasted like honey and strawberries, and I wanted more. Sliding my hand down her arms and up under hershirt, I cupped her breast. She leaned her head back moaning. It was the pleasantest noise I had ever heard. It was like music traveling in the wind.
Lost in passion, I barely noticed her pulling off my shirt. Kissing her neck, I pulled hers up and over her head. I was stunned by the pure beauty she held. Her skin was unblemished, smooth, and silky soft.
Her body was more alluring than I could have imagined. Moving my hands up and down her sides, I felt the dragon in my pants come to life. It was breathing fire and needed nourishment.
“You are beautiful,” I breathed out as I took her face into my hands. My lips were burning as I kissed her. Moving slowly, I kissed her neck and down her shoulder. Tasha moaned softly as I moved to her breasts.
Before I could taste more of her, she pulled my face up and kissed me long and deep. Tasha pulled back an inch as she moved to kiss my neck. The sensual kiss warmed all of me. “Please be gentle with me, it’s my first time,” she whispered.
‘What?’ my mind screamed as her words sunk in. The shock flooded me chilling the blood pulsing through my veins. Pulling away, I stared into her innocent eyes. “I’m sorry,” I breathed out as I took a step back. Picking up my shirt, I tried smiling at her but my face wouldn’t work with me.
Her smile faded as I turned and headed back to the house. Rushing upstairs, I felt the lust turning to rage. I felt shaken down to my core. I sat down at my desk feeling like banging my head on it.
How could I be so stupid, so selfish? I was still reprimanding myself when the door flew open, and my brotherscame in. Taking a deep breath, I smiled stiffly. “Yes, what is it?” I asked, biting back my anger and frustration.
“We just want to find out what the plan is for the next job?” Makari replied, narrowing his brows. “You have received all the information on it, haven’t you?”
“Yes, it looks like it’s going to be another shitshow though,” I spat at him. “I haven’t made a plan yet but will let you know.”
Okay,” they replied in unison as they turned and left.
Dinner was going to be a bit awkward, but we would get through. We were both adults and knew it could never work.
Entering the dining room, I noticed Tasha pushing her food around on her plate. “Not hungry?” I asked, sitting down. She mumbled something under her breath but didn’t look up.
She sat playing with her food for about five more minutes. She placed the utensils down and stood abruptly. “I’m not hungry,” she spat as she walked out.
Staring at her plate, I saw she hadn’t even taken one bite. I was sure she must be hungry. She appeared upset with me, but I didn’t know why. After all, nothing happened.
My brothers entered as she left. Once I was done with supper, I went to my office and took care of the work I still had left. Tomorrow would be better; I assured myself as I went to bed.
Chapter 12 - Tasha
Staring out the window, I couldn’t understand why he stopped so abruptly. My anger, mixed with feelings of rejection and hurt, made my mind swoon. I felt conflicted and ashamed at the same time, even though I knew deep down inside that this was his fault.
My stomach growled at me as I got into bed, but I was too upset even to try eating. I didn’t understand why he was playing games with me. Closing my eyes, I promised myself I would get back at him.
My stomach woke me earlier than I expected. Glancing at the window it was still dark out. I wondered if anyone would be up and if they’d complain if I went looking for food.
Walking down to the kitchen my mind wandered off. I entered the kitchen half in a daze and dug into the cupboards. There was so much to select from, I didn’t know what I wanted. Pulling out a box of cereal, I heard someone clearing their throat behind me.