In Love with My Brother's Best Friend: Complete Box Set (33 page)

“
I
did,” he said in answer to the question I'd asked when he was
in the bathroom. “I'm not going a day without you, Tina. I
can't do it, not anymore. I'll be where you are.”

“
You
can't do that,” I said with a slight sniffle. “You have
your work.”

He
turned me in his arms.

“
What's
wrong?” he asked. “Why are you crying?”

I
looked at him for a second before responding.

“
The
view,” I said. “It's as if nothing else in the world
exists, Jackson. I've never seen anything like it.”

“
I
thought you'd like it. You used to say you wanted a yard that felt
like yours alone. You said you wouldn't want to hear your neighbors
every time you opened a window like you did at your parents. You used
to complain about it, even when you were thirteen. I couldn't believe
when I heard how noisy it was where you live in New York. It made me
laugh.”

“
You
have a fireplace in your bedroom,” I said, as I shook my head.

“
There's
one in the living room as well,” he said. “You're the
reason I have one in my office at work.”

I
laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“
Were
you really thinking of me when you had that put in?” I asked
with a laugh.

“
That
and the shaded windows,” he said with a smirk.

“
Jackson,”
I said, as my face flushed.

I
could actually feel my cheeks blush.

“
You
haven't seen the best part yet. When I moved in here, I redid a lot
of things. That deck is new as well as the fireplace in the corner.
There was one thing I couldn't miss. It sounds silly, I know. There
was one thing you said you wanted more than anything. I thought for
sure you would think it was corny until I talked to you the past two
weeks. You've definitely not gotten past it. Do you know what the one
thing you said you wanted in your house when you grew up more than
anything else was?”

“
The
tub,” I said. “I've always had a thing with the tub. I
can't believe you remembered all of this.”

“
I
remember everything you've ever said.”

He
looked into my eyes, reached down, and pulled the hem of my shirt up
and over my head. Then he unclasped my bra and slid it down my arms
letting it fall to the deck. I caught my hands moving to cover my
breasts, as I looked out at the yard.

“
Nobody
can see you, baby,” he said.

Then
he leaned down and removed my pants and panties. He took a step back
and looked from my toes all the way up to my eyes.

“
Fucking
beautiful,” he said.

I
grabbed his shirt and pulled it up and over his head. Then I pushed
the boxers he'd put back on, without me noticing, down his legs. He
grabbed my hand and pulled me into his room.

“
I
plan to make love to you on that deck, but that has to wait. I have
something to show you,” he said just as he pushed open the
bathroom door.

“
Jackson,”
I cried out, as the door opened completely and I got a view of the
whole room.

Tears
instantly moved down my face. He was right there wiping them away.

“
Are
those good or bad tears?” he asked.

I
didn't answer at first.

“
Tina,”
he said nervously. “You're killing me here. I've been waiting
so damn long for you to see this. Say something, baby.”

“
There
are no words. This is beyond my dreams. I can't believe you did all
this. What if I never came to see it?” I asked.

“
That
wasn't an option,” he said, as he stepped forward and took my
cheeks in his hands and tilted my face up to meet his. “Do you
remember what you said to me at your thirteenth birthday when I
offered to kiss you?”

I
looked at him and thought about it.

“
I
said a few things,” I said. “There was no way I was going
to let you make me look like a fool by turning and laughing that I
wanted your kiss. My other thought was that you'd actually kiss me
and then tell everyone I couldn't kiss. I wasn't stupid enough to
accept your offer.”

“
There
was one thing you said that stuck with this whole time,” he
said. “You said you wouldn't kiss me even if I had a million
dollars.”

“
You
know money doesn't matter to me, Jackie. My point was even the
largest amount of money wouldn't make me stupid enough to let you
make a fool out of me.”

“
You
have no idea how badly I really wanted to kiss you, Tiny. That was
what pissed your brother off. He knew I really liked you.”

“
Really?”
I asked.

“
Really,”
he said, as he turned me so my back was to his chest with his arms
around me. “You saying that stayed with me. Every single time I
doubted myself and my ability to make it, I thought about that
comment. Each time I thought I'd made a bad business decision or was
unsure I was making the right one, I thought about that comment. I
have a frame with your comment in it in my desk drawer at work. It
sounds crazy, I know. If I ever have one doubt about what I'm doing,
I think about your words. I knew I had to make a million dollars for
you. I felt like you were the only one that believed I could. You
never once told me you thought I could become something. You didn't
have to. You said even if I had that money you still wouldn't kiss
me. To me, that meant that you thought it was possible for me to
achieve that goal. My own family didn't believe I could do what I
wanted and make something of myself. I always felt like you did. You
never know how much words mean to people and what they can do to
someone. Those words had such an impact on me. Once I made the first
million, it made me feel so damn good. I knew I could make the next
one. I used your words to push and pull me through the hardest times.
The times I lost money and I wanted to give up, you were the one that
got me through it. I wanted to hit a billion. When that day came, you
were the first one I planned to tell. It was you that I wanted to be
proud of me. I hoped that when I hit that huge milestone in my life,
that you would want to be mine. In my mind, that would make you proud
and make your brother feel like I was good enough for you.”

“
I
don't care about money, Jackson. You know that. A million or a
billion wouldn't make me want to be with you. I don't give a shit
what my brother thinks. I never have. You were the one that cared
what people thought, not me. I love you for you, Jackson. I was in
love with you when I was eighteen on that beach, and I'm in love with
you now. It has nothing to do with money or what kind of business
you've created. I'm proud of you. Of course I am. I think you've done
amazing things with what you've made for yourself. I was just as
proud of you before. You were the man I knew I wanted to be with all
along. I would have been with you then just as much as I'll be with
you now. I've loved you the entire time, Jackie. Money would never
have made a difference to me. I love you for you, not for what you've
done.”

“
Us,”
he said.

“
What?”
I asked confused.

“
What
I've made for us,” he said. “I've never done a single
thing just for me. It's always been us. I'm going to hit that billion
dollar goal this month, but that doesn't matter anymore. All that
matters to me is being with you.”

I
leaned back into his chest and looked up at him. He turned me in his
arms and leaned down to kiss my forehead. Then he took my hand and
led me to the huge tub. He stepped in and held my hand to step in
with him. Then he sat down and pulled me down between his legs, with
my back against his chest. The water was so warm and smelled fruity.
We could have fit four more people in there with us. He moved his
hand and the jets started. I let out a moan as my head fell back
against his shoulder.

“
This
is perfect,” I said.

I
let my eyes move around the room. There was a separate shower that
you could walk right into. It had glass blocks for the dividing wall.
There was even a seat built into it. The bathroom had a long mirror
with two large sinks in front of it. I could never have imagined
having a bathroom that large.

The
hot water bubbled around us, and I felt like I could close my eyes
and stay in that spot forever. Jackson's arms wrapped around me, and
one hand moved to my breast. He cupped it in his hands before taking
my nipple between his thumb and finger to give it some attention. My
back arched when he began to pinch and roll it between his fingers.
His other hand moved down my stomach. His fingers moved until they
were right where I needed him. He moved one leg over each of mine,
hooked each foot around each of my ankles, and spread my legs. Then
his fingers began moving up and down my already wet path. My head
fell back and rolled to the side. His mouth was on my open neck in
seconds. When he entered me with his finger, I let out a low gasp. He
sucked and kissed up and down my neck. Then he added a second finger
and his palm hit my clit. My arms flew up behind his head, and my
fingers found their place as they gripped his hair. His fingers held
my nipple captive. He was pinching and pulling it, as he was
thrusting his fingers into me. I could feel his rock hard cock
against my lower back. My body was losing all control. I was calling
out his name, gripping his hair, pushing my chest into his hand, and
my hips were meeting each thrust of his fingers.

“
Jackson,”
I cried out. “Fuck, Jackson.”

He
smiled against my neck at my use of his real name. I knew he loved it
when I said it. I planned to make him work for it. He knew I only
said it when we were being intimate. It was going to stay that way.
When I let his name leave my tongue, I knew it worked him up more
than anything.

“
Yes,
Tina,” he said against my neck.

My
hips thrust forward and I was right there. I knew when I came it was
going to be amazing. It had been a couple of weeks since he'd had his
hands on me, and I didn't want to admit that I couldn't go a day
without his touch again.

I
gripped even tighter to his hair as he sucked just below my ear. I
moaned over and over. He knew I was right there. I knew he did. Then,
all at once, he pinched my nipple, thrust his fingers in deep, hooked
them, and bit down on my neck. I came hard and cried out louder than
I ever had in my life.

“
Fuck,
Tina,” he moaned into my neck. “I love the way your pussy
fucks my fingers. It sucks them so damn tight.”

He
continued moving them in and out of me until my body finally stopping
moving against them. Then he wrapped the hand that was on my breast
in my hair and pulled my head back. His lips landed hard on mine, and
my mouth opened instantly waiting for his tongue. He didn't
disappoint. His tongue thrust into my mouth and found mine. I kept my
hold on his hair and pulled him as close as I could. His hands went
to my hips and he flipped me around to face him as if I weighed
nothing at all. I put a leg on each side of his and got up on my
knees. His mouth went to my stomach and kissed tiny kisses upward
until he sucked my nipple into his mouth hard. I pulled his head
against me and called out his name. There was no way for anyone to
hear us, and I wasn't going to hold back. His mouth moved to my other
side to give both breasts equal attention.

I
couldn't take it. I knew I was going home the next day, and who knew
when I would see him again. I needed him inside of me. I gripped a
handful of his hair and pulled back. He released my nipple with a pop
and our eyes connected. His cock was right there. I knew all I had to
do was take him inside of me.

“
I
fucking need you, Jackie,” I said with my hands on each of his
cheeks.

He
moved to get out of the tub, but I held him there and looked into
those sexy dark eyes.

“
I
haven't been with anyone in two years and I'm protected,” I
said. “I don't know when I'll have you inside of me again, and
I need to feel your skin against mine, nothing between us. I need you
so damn bad, Jackson.”