In Love with My Brother's Best Friend: Complete Box Set (34 page)

He
grabbed the back of head and let out a growl that had my thighs
clenching. I couldn't wait another second to be with him. I'd never
been with a guy without a condom, but I needed to feel his skin. I
trusted him more than I had ever trusted anyone. His cock was as hard
as steel against my entrance. I kept my eyes locked on his as I let
my body down slowly over him. His moan mixed with mine. Our mouths
were inches apart. Once I was completely filled with him, I stilled.

“
Fuck,”
he groaned out hard. “You feel so damn good bare, baby. You
have no idea what you're doing to me. I don't think I could ever
cover myself again after feeling your skin against my dick.”

He
grabbed the back of my head and slammed our mouths together at the
same time that he thrust his hips up and I bounced on his cock. I
moved up and down his shaft while our tongues danced together. When
I pulled back to catch my breath, his hands went to my hips to guide
me. He lifted me to his very tip and thrust into me again and again.
I was crying out his name and single words here and there. It was
taking all I had not to fly over the edge. I wanted it to last. I
wanted to remember every moment of being with him. His eyes were on
mine. I leaned back with my hands on his thighs, arched my back, and
slowly took him in and back out of me. I wanted to savor the moment.
My head fell back, and my eyes closed as I felt our skin moving
together. He ran his hands up my stomach before cupping my breasts in
them and playing with my nipples. I was so lost in the moment when I
moved one hand down to my clit and heard him growl. Shivers ran
through every inch of my body.

“
You're
so damn beautiful,” he said. “I love you so much, baby.
Open your eyes and look at me. I want to look into those sexy, dark
eyes when you come. I want you to come just like that, riding my cock
and touching yourself. You are the sexiest woman, and you're mine.”

I
opened my eyes and looked into the only eyes that would ever matter
to me, as I cried out his name and came hard around him. He had me on
my back against the other side of the tub and was thrusting into me
deep and hard like his life depended on it in seconds. I grabbed hold
of his hair and met each of his thrusts with my hips. He bit down
hard on my neck, as he filled me with jolt after jolt of him. His
chest came down on mine, and my fingers moved through his thick,
messy, sexy hair.

“
Come
home,” he said against my neck.

“
What?”
I asked unsure if I heard him correctly.

“
Please
come home,” he said, as he pulled back and looked at me. “I
need you here with me. I can't get anything done anymore. All I do is
think about you. Your parents miss you so damn bad too. I know you
have a life there. I know Chris, Rachel, and Jen are your close
friends. We can fly Chris here every other weekend. He can even bring
his daughter. I know you love teaching. You could find a job here for
sure. We can build you a school if you want. I need you. I know it
sounds selfish. I won't deny it. Do you like it there?”

We
were still connected as he spoke. I looked into his eyes and knew I
needed to be honest with myself.

“
You
do,” he said before I said anything. “It's not fair to
ask you to move your life. I'll move there. We can fly your parents
out there, and we can visit often. I draw the line at that damn
apartment though.”

I
couldn't help it and burst into laughter at that last comment.

“
Hey,”
I said. “That's my apartment you're talking about it. It's been
just fine for me. I was saving to buy a house.”

His
head fell against my shoulder.

“
I
didn't mean it like that, Tiny,” he said. “It's not safe
in that neighborhood, and that building is awful. I would never let
people stay in a place that bad if I owned it. They need to make that
shit livable. I can't believe your brother didn't do something about
that. He talks so much shit about you and what you deserve, but he
never mentioned you living in a building like that. I could kick his
ass.”

“
My
brother hates where I live,” I said. “He calls me every
week to check on me and constantly begs me to move, Jackie. I'm not
the same person I was ten years ago. That shit doesn't work on me
anymore. You better think about that before you decide you still want
me.”

“
That's
my fault,” he said.

“
Not
completely,” I said. “You had a lot to do with it though.
I didn't feel like I was memorable or enough for you and that hurt so
damn bad. I wanted to be someone you would want for more than one
night. I have changed, but most of those changes are good. I don't
let people step all over me anymore. I'm a strong person now. I don't
let anyone into my circle that I don't think is going to stay, so all
of my friends are loyal. I'm still me though. I learned that two
weeks ago. Everything I had worked so hard to be for ten years was
gone the second I saw your hand on Bridget's back. After all that
time, it was still only you.”

We
were both quiet for a moment, as my fingers moved up and down his
back.

“
I'm
sorry I didn't fight for us then,” he said.

“
We
were both very young,” I said. “My family was very
important to you. They still are. You are just as important to them,
Jackson. My mom lights up when she talks about how proud she is of
you. She's onto your ass by the way. She knows about everything you
do for them. She's no dummy.”

I
felt his body shake, as he laughed against me.

“
Thank
you for looking out for them,” I added. “To answer your
earlier question, I don't like it there.”

His
head shot up and our eyes connected.

“
I've
made some great friends, and I do like teaching,” I said. “That
is all true, but I miss my family so much. I sit around thinking and
wondering what they're doing. I think about all of you at Sunday
dinner talking about your weeks. I think about my mom and how I want
to wrap my arms around her and do things to help her. I even think
about my pain-in-the-ass brother. You're right, this is my home. I
miss the beach and the warmth more than you know. It's so cold there
in the winter. I miss the quiet that you have here. It's always busy
and loud there. I would never ask you to move there for me, Jackson.
I even miss me. Not the quiet, shy me. I don't want that part of me
back. I get sick of being loud and always being the life of the
party. I can't stand it anymore. I like sitting home on Friday nights
being me. Most of all, I miss you. That last summer I was home was so
hard. Before that night on the beach, I'd always imagine what it
would be like to be with you. It was only a dream. Once I knew that
it was ten times better than I ever thought it would be, I couldn't
be around you. It was too hard. I wanted you for myself.”

He
took a huge breath in and let it back out.

“
It
fucking hurt, Jackson. Being with you and then thinking I meant
nothing crushed me. It was as if I was just like the rest of them. I
wasn't special.”

“
Never,”
he growled, but I stopped him from saying anything else.

“
I
never stopping wanting you,” I said. “I made sure not to
talk about you with my brother or my parents. I tried to block you
out of my mind, but it never worked. No matter what I would do to
move on, it always came back to you. Seeing you at the wedding
slammed it all home for me. It was all so fresh and real. I want to
be with you more than I have ever wanted anything in my life. I need
you to know that. I will love you until I take my last breath. What
scares me is what I know you can do to me. You have the power to
destroy me, Jackie. There are beautiful women waiting to fall at your
feet. Do you see that? They are everywhere. Your office alone is
crawling with them. I can't imagine the rest of your life. What
happens when I'm not enough anymore? What happens when I'm not new
anymore? What am I going to do when you walk away from me again? It
would kill me, Jackson. I'm just me, the same me I always was. I want
you to think about that before you say anything else.”

I
moved to get out of tub, but he pulled me to him.

“
I
will never hurt you again,” he said. “I've been miserable
without you. I work all day every day just so I don't think about you
as much. It's always been you, Tina. I've tried to move on, but I
can't. I never thought you liked me. When we had that one night, it
was everything to me. I'd waited five years just to kiss you. I feel
horrible for picking a friendship and family over love. For that, I
am so damn sorry and have regretted it every single day. I will
protect you, love you, and keep you safe every day for the rest of my
life, baby. We can live wherever you want. If you don't like this
house, we can get a new one. I don't care what city or state we live
in. I will do whatever it takes to show you that you are it for me.
You're mine. You belong with me. I love you, baby. I'm going to marry
you. I'm going to have babies with you and chase them all over the
place. I'm going to grow old with you and hold your hand until I take
my last breath. I've loved you since I was fifteen. While you have
changed, I'm proud of who you are. I even love that cocky mouth.
You're the only one that has ever gotten away with talking to me the
way you do. I wouldn't have it any other way.”

He
stood up from the water that was turning cold and took my hand to
help me up. Once he was out of the tub, he leaned in, grabbed my ass,
and lifted me. I wrapped my legs around him, and he crossed the few
feet to the shower. He turned the water on hot and held me close to
him as our bodies warmed. I grabbed the back of his head and looked
into his eyes.

“
I
want to come home,” I said.

I
knew he could see how hard it was for me to take that step by the
smile that covered his face. My back was against the wall instantly.

“
Really?”
he asked. “I want you here, in our home, with me.”

I
nodded as a few tears slipped from my eyes.

“
That
sounds perfect,” I said, as I looked at him and smiled. “I
love you, Jackie.”

“
I
love you too, Tiny.”

“
Can
I drive the car?” I asked with a smirk.

“
Oh,
fuck,” he said with a laugh.

“
Yes,
please,” I said, as I grabbed his face and claimed his mouth.

I
felt his hard cock ready to enter me and moaned between his lips. I
cried out as he filled me completely with one hard thrust. My hands
held tight to the muscles in his back as my body moved against the
cold tile wall. Jackson's face went to my neck and began sucking and
kissing it. I put my hands on his shoulders and lifted before letting
my body fall onto him again. He groaned out my name and tightened his
grip on my ass. When he pumped hard into me, I let my head fall back
and my eyes close. He thrust up hard, reaching that spot deep inside
of me. I gripped so hard onto his back that I felt my nails digging
into his skin.

“
Fuck,”
he groaned.

“
Jackson,”
I called out to him. “So good. Harder.”

His
fingers gripped my ass and he fucked me harder than I had ever been
fucked before. I cried out again and felt him bite my neck. Then I
spiraled into the best damn orgasm.

“
Oh,
Jackson,” I whispered, as I let my body fall against him.

He
let go of one leg and then the other. My feet touched the hot water,
and I opened my eyes. He turned me around and nudged my back.

“
Hands
on the seat,” he commanded.

I
loved the deep, demanding tone in his voice. It made my body shiver
with excitement. I bent over, put my hands on the seat, arched my
back, held my ass up high, and turned to look at him. My tongue moved
across my lips. I smiled at the sexiest man in the world, my man.

“
Fuck
me, Jackson,” I whispered.

He
grabbed my hips and thrust into me deep and fast. I cried out, as my
body jolted forward. He pulled back his hand and got my ass. I jumped
at the sting and bit my lip. His hand wrapped around my hair and
pulled, and I let out a gasp as his mouth came down on my neck.