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I’m tempted to join her, but we need to have a serious conversation before things get physical between us. She needs to understand there will never be any long-term relationship. I need to know she’s okay with that.
I won’t hurt her more by letting her believe there is hope where there is none. If she isn’t agreeable, then I’ll sleep on the couch tonight and have Luke get her a safe house in the morning.
I turn down the bed while I wait. The water turns off in the bathroom. My chest tightens. I’ve never been so out of sorts when it comes to a woman. I’ve had the occasional friend with benefits that I cared for, who I was fond of, but I’ve never been ‘in love’.Is that what I’m feeling for Rachel?
It can’t be. Granted she is special. The whole world seems brighter when she walks into a room. She is so kind and thoughtful of others. I’ve seen her in action with the staff atBaby Girl’s.
Cindy, one of the servers, had been sick recently with a stomach virus. Rachel had made dinner for Cindy’s family three nights in a row. She’d even stayed and cleaned Cindy’s house for her.
Rachel doesn’t know that any of us know about this. She’d sworn Cindy to secrecy, but you can’t keep anything a secret atBaby Girl’s. That place is worse than a church picnic for gossip to spread like wildfire, even though everyone means well.
Cindy had been so grateful she wanted everyone to know how kind and generous Rachel had been with her and her family during their time of need. I already know this about her, but still, hearing it confirmed by others, increases my appreciation for her even more.
Rachel is intelligent and talented, too. Not only does she cook like the professional she is, but she’s brilliant with computers and software, too. Recently Kelvin had been trying to show Marley and Shelby some new software he’d created to help them manage customers for the catering side of the business. It wasn’t going well.
Rachel had stepped in and helped him explain it to Marley and Shelby. Kelvin was using terms even I didn’t understand, but Rachel had broken it down for us. I still get annoyed when I remember just how impressed Kelvin had been that day. He had stared at Rachel with such appreciation it had pissed me off. I’d wanted to punch him, but I couldn’t. He wasn’t doing anything wrong. Rachel isn’t mine in the sense that I can lay claim to her, but at the same time, I want to.
The bathroom door opens. My head jerks to see Rachel emerging with a plume of steam following her out the door. I take her in from head to toes and back again. Her hair is still damp, hanging loosely around her shoulders. She’s wearing a tank top and shorts and nothing else. Her full tits are hanging free and her nipples are hard, pressing against the thin fabric.
Fuck, she’s beautiful. My dick seems to agree as he is straining, painfully against my pants, begging to be set free.
I adjust my crotch in an attempt to calm my dick down, but it’s useless. He is all in. My dick isn’t worried about feelings or doing the ‘right’ thing. He just wants to be buried in her sweet heat. I want that, too, but Idocare about her feelings. She’s already been hurt by her bastard of a stepfather. I won’t be the cause of more pain for her.
Meeting her halfway across the room. I take her in my arms, and she willingly falls into them, resting her head on my shoulder. I’m not sure how long we stand there holding on to one another.
Tonight is going to change everything. I’ll never be the same. There will never be another woman who makes me feel like she does. I know this down to the marrow of my bones. Yet I’m willing to accept the consequences if she is.
I don’t want to mess this up, but I can’t in good conscious take her to my bed, fuck her, and let her believe in a happily ever after. There isn’t one in my future.
Pulling back to look down at her, there is desire in her eyes and determination. She wants this as much as I do. I lower my head slowly, giving her time to think about it, letting her decide if she wants this or not. Her chin lifts meeting me halfway.
We kiss like there is no tomorrow, like this is all we’ll ever have, because it is. I may only have this moment with her, so, I’m going to savor it and commit it to memory for the lonely years of ahead of me when she’s no longer a part of my life.
My hands begin to wander over her backside. She lets out a deep throated moan when I squeeze her ass. I know she can feel my erection pressing into her. She pushes me toward the bed, eager to get this party started, but once we reach the bed, I grip her shoulders setting her away from me. I need my head clear for what I need to say.
“Fuck, angel!” My breathing is ragged. “We need to talk, and I can’t think straight with your tongue in my mouth.” She grunts unhappily giving me a shove. I fall back onto the bed. Rachel quickly climbs on to straddle me. “Please, baby?—”
“Shhh,” she demands. “I know what this is, you don’t have to explain it to me or lecture me to not get attached. You won’t give me forever. I get that. Don’t ruin what you are willing to give me with explanations.
“I just need you to fuck me. Take my mind off my stepfather trying to sell me off like a cow and forcing my brothers into a life of crime. Just for tonight, pretend like nothing else in the world matters but you and me here in your bed.”
With those words, I’m gone. She isn’t expecting anything from me more than tonight. I can give her that. My abdomen flexes, and I spike up to roll her over, pinning her under me.
“You’re sure about this? There’s no happy ending for us, angel, only tonight, maybe a little longer if we’re lucky.” Her index finger comes up to cover my lips.
“I wantyou. I want this, just for tonight,” she whispers, raising up to kiss me. I return her kiss, loving how good she tastes on my tongue. I fight her for dominance, but she’s a force to be reckoned with.
After tearing my lips away, I trail them along her jaw to her ear. I nip her lobe, dropping open mouth kisses on my way down her neck. Her head falls to the side exposing her to me. I lick along her collar bone, down to the neck of her tank.
“Off, angel.” I rasp, raising up enough that she can grab the hem of her top and pull it up over her head, exposing her gorgeous tits to me. My eyes feast on them before I allow my mouth to have a turn. Her nipples are hard, protruding up from the dark pink areolas.
The first taste of her breast is too much but not enough. I suck her left nipple into my mouth, tonguing the peaked bud. A gasp escapes her, followed by a deep, throaty moan.Damn!I love the sounds she makes.
Another moan leaks from her as I suck harder before releasing her breast with a pop. It isn’t fair to neglect the other one, so I eagerly move to the right, giving it the same attention.
My left hand has drifted lower, slipping under the waistband of her shorts. Her hips lift to meet my touch. Course hair tickles my fingers as I search for her little bundle of nerves restingbeneath its hood. She’s already wet and ready for me. I run my fingers through her slick folds, tracing her opening. Her hips buck up trying to force my fingers inside, but I pull back. I’m not ready to get her there just yet, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to tease her. I graze her clit, causing a full body shiver.
“Ohhh, God!” she cries, so I brush it again, same reaction. I stroke her clit, increasing the speed and pressure while my mouth devours her luscious tits. She begins a steady chant of ‘oh God!’ and ‘yes, yes, yes!’ I can’t get enough of her. As her voice nears a fevered pitch, I withdraw my hand from her shorts.
