Finding Destiny (7 page)

Matty wasn’t
small by any means, but Skylar towered over him like a brick wall.
An angry brick wall. Destiny had been so lost in her own mind that
she didn’t even know what had transpired after Skylar told Matty
how he felt about her. Though, when Felicia looped her arms around
Matty’s waist, Destiny knew everything would be fine. There was no
way Skylar would pummel Matty’s face with Felicia wrapped around
him.

Felicia cupped
her hand over Matty’s big mouth and a mischievous smile quirked up
on her lips. “Matty, why don’t you come with me? I need a hand in
the bedroom.” She didn’t even downplay her wicked intentions,
expressing herself in a way Destiny could only dream of.

“Aren’t you
going to stay for breakfast?” Destiny asked her. Felicia and Matty
had only just returned and she was curious to hear how Natalie had
made out. She also denied herself the admission that she didn’t
trust herself being left alone with Skylar, now that she knew how
he felt about her. “How’s Nat doing?”

“We already
ate breakfast at the spa. Natalie’s fine. The room is amazing, by
the way.”

“Uh-mazing,”
Matty reiterated, prying Felicia’s hand from his mouth. “And I’ll
have to pay you back for last night’s massage. It was the best I’ve
ever had.”

“Eh-hem,”
Felicia said, dramatically clearing her throat.

He spun around
in her arms, until they were standing nose to nose. “That is after
you, baby,” he cooed to her.

Felicia
grabbed onto Matty’s shirt, twisted it in her hand and tugged him
toward the bedroom. “There are muffins on the coffee table, right
next to your bags,” she chimed, as she disappeared from their
sight.

Skylar stood
there for a timeless minute, then stomped back to the counter,
where he busied his hands and reached a mug out to Destiny. She
couldn’t help but notice the way his shirt hung partially open,
exposing all that sculpted muscle. She also wished she hadn’t
noticed how other parts of his body looked just as angry as his
words had when they were coming off those sexy lips.

“Thanks,”
Destiny said, taking the mug into her hands.

When Skylar
pulled his hand away, he did it slowly, his rough fingers trailing
over her skin like a feather. Then their eyes connected, making her
short on breath.

“Would you
like some sugar?”

Why did she
wish he was being smart like Matty? Yes, she wanted some sugar. She
wanted those lips all over her naked body, and she would have loved
a taste of that glorious man for dessert. She chewed on her bottom
lip to stop it from smiling.

“Two please,”
she managed, but her voice came out raspy and sensual.

Skylar smiled
and nodded. “I like it like that too.”

He was killing
her. She was tempted to tell him to stop saying shit like that or
she was going to jump him and take advantage of that solid male
perfection. Either that or she’d have to do up those buttons before
she pried the rest of them off of his shirt.

After joining
him at the counter, she stirred in her sugar. She took a sip of her
coffee, but it was too hot and it burned her lips. She ran her
tongue over her raw, stinging skin and looked up at Skylar,
wondering why he was now standing over her. His hand skimmed over
her cheek, and rested there, as he pierced her with his whiskey
eyes, a cup of coffee clutched in his other hand. He slowly leaned
closer, but she was frozen in place.

His mouth
moved intimately close and then whispered over her lips. Her eyes
closed and she reveled in the intimacy of the moment. Then his
tongue rolled lazily into her mouth and she got her first good
taste of him. Right when she was ready to collapse in his arms and
order that he carry her to his bed, he pulled away and his lips
curled into a wickedly sexy smile. She waited for his eyes to open,
but they remained closed.

“You test my
willpower.” His smile disappeared, and his voice struck her on an
intimate level.

Unwilling to
let reason overpower her desire, she spoke on impulse, whispering
her response. “Maybe this isn’t a test.”

Skylar wondered if Destiny
was mocking him. He couldn’t handle statements like that. He was
already painfully hard. How long could a man stay that way before
it fell off? If she kept up with that, he would have no choice but
to stick it to her.

“You don’t
know what you’re saying.” He didn’t know what else he could say to
make her understand how she made him feel.

“The coffee’s
still hot. It’s going to be that way for a while.” Destiny leaned
into him and he thought he might have to take her right there.

But then she
walked away and he found himself following after her, his feet
making the decisions without asking him for advice. He didn’t want
her to think of him as some fun weekend retreat. He didn’t want to
be her boy toy now, only to be tossed aside in the next 24 hours
for whoever’s next in line.

Who the
hell was he kidding?
He’d take what he could get and enjoy
every last minute of it, no matter how short. If that was what she
wanted, then that’s what she would get. His body was in charge now
and turning down this opportunity was just not in the cards for
him.

Destiny
glanced back at him, over her shoulder, as she crossed the
threshold to his bedroom. “Are you coming?”

The promise in
her pristine voice sent a shiver to his core, and electrified his
senses. He wanted nothing more, but first there was something he
had to do. He spread his feet wide and crossed his arms over his
chest. He wanted to keep stepping, but his conscience had caught up
to him. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

Destiny
shrugged a dainty shoulder. “I’ll be waiting.” When she closed the
door between them he nearly took down his brother’s door with his
rushed knock.

“I’m a little
busy in here!” Matty hollered out.

“Answer the
fucking door,” Skylar growled, so low he wondered if Matty could
even here him.

Then he heard
the door handle twisting, so he backed away and propped his hands
on his hips.
Why was he not surprised that Matty answered the
door buck naked?

“What if I was
Destiny?” Skylar barked, his rage returning against his will.

“Then I would
invite you in. Let’s get to the point, Sky. As I said, I’m a little
busy.”

“I don’t have
any protection,” he admitted, sheepishly. He was a little
embarrassed that he had come that unprepared, but he wasn’t
expecting to need it this weekend.

“What was
that, brother? A little louder. I didn’t quite hear you.”

Skylar
narrowed his eyes. He didn’t have time for this shit. “Are you
going to help me out, or not?”

Matty smirked,
then disappeared back in his room and returned seconds later with
his jeans. He stuffed his hand in his pocket and came out with a
long strip of condoms.

“Is this what
you were looking for? What do you need? Cherry flavoured.
Chocolate. Maybe you should go ask Dee what her preference is.”

“Don’t you
have any normal fucking condoms?”

Matty slipped
his hand back in his pocket and came out with another handful.

“Seriously?”
What else did he have in there?

“Hey, you
don’t see me ever coming to you for anything, do you? Why do you
think we made the trip last night. Felicia’s insatiable.”

“Good for
you.” Skylar snatched the condoms out of his brother’s hand and
stomped away.

“You might
want to double up. Those are extra sensitive!”

Skylar flashed
an irritated glare at Matty, but otherwise ignored him.

“You’re
welcome,” Matty hollered, as Skylar slammed the door on his
bedroom.

Why hadn’t he
thought to be a little more gentle with the door? He wasn’t
expecting to find Destiny lying there, a wonderfully naked feast
for his eyes. Her hair was positioned in such a way, that he
couldn’t quite see her perfectly coloured nipples from beneath it.
His heart had already been racing with a rage he couldn’t explain,
but seeing her there, like that, only made his heart pound
harder.

Destiny didn’t
say a word as he gawked shamelessly at her beautifully feminine
shape. Her soft thighs were pressed together, her hip jutting out
prominently from her tiny waist. This was a picture that he sent
straight to the spank bank. He didn’t plan on forgetting it,
ever.

He didn’t know
where to begin. He had hoped to have the opportunity to strip her
from each and every piece of her clothes, to tempt and seduce her.
But she looked ready for him. Willing and ready. He focused on how
her perfect little nipples protruded through her hair and he kept
on staring, waiting for them to make their appearance. Then he
caught a glimpse of her smile.

“Sometime
today would be nice, Sky.”

Her adorable
giggle aroused him even more. But he had to take it slow, remember
every curve of her body, since it could very well be the last time
he saw it.

“Come here,”
she insisted.

When he saw
her bend forward and crawl on her knees, he didn’t think it would
be possible to go slow. Obeying her soft command he pulled off his
shirt and stepped closer. He fingered the button on his jeans. But
then he found her small hand covering his.

“Let me get
that for you.”

She was
looking up at him like she was an innocent, but he knew better.
This woman was no virgin. With long legs like those, there was no
way she hadn’t already wrapped those things around some lucky
bastard’s neck. He wanted to be that lucky bastard.

She never
removed her eyes from his as she unzipped his fly. She slid her
hands down his thick thighs as she pushed his jeans to his feet.
Her finger toyed with the band on his briefs and that was when he
lost the last of his self-control.

Destiny wanted
Skylar to touch her, but he was just standing there taking her in.
It had her body melting like a liquid fire. She didn’t mind
unwrapping every delicious inch of that chiselled body, but she
needed more of that, very soon.

When Skylar
took charge, it felt like an electrical current had been granted
access into her body. He had scooped her into his arms and laid her
out on his bed. And though it had startled her, it had been what
she wanted from the start. He could take what he wanted and she
didn’t care how much it hurt. She might have been irresponsible
with her heart, but her head didn’t give a damn at the moment.

Skylar dropped
his shorts, tossed a condom on the bed and crawled over her. He
drew his hands up her sides, touching her at last, and slid her
body to the top of the bed, trailing wet kisses across her scalding
core.

He growled, as
he lowered his sizzling body over her. Suddenly the room felt like
it was in flames. He was so heavy, but she wanted more pressure.
She drew her fingers over his rock hard abs, tracing the perfect
curve of his muscles. She continued lower, hoping to grab onto what
she wanted and take what she needed, but Skylar caught her hand and
raised it over her head.

“Not so fast,
love.” When he chuckled, it sent a shiver across her entire body,
setting her nerve-endings on high alert.

She watched
his face turn serious and then he drew closer to her. She closed
her eyes and waited for the moment when his soft lips would hook
onto hers. When they did, she swore he had just delivered the
sexiest kiss she had ever survived. Then Skylar gathered up her
other wrist and held it above her head with the other, causing her
to arch her back and buck against his hardness.

“You’re sure
you know what you’re getting yourself into here?” Skylar
growled.

He was so hard
she was afraid he might rip her open, but she couldn’t wait to feel
all that man inside her. Destiny bucked against him again and
whimpered softly. “I hope so.”

Skylar let out
a groan that told Destiny he was as excited as she. Then he drew
his free hand over her curves and it landed on a perky breast. “You
feel so good.”

She moaned,
the vibrations from his voice alone close to sending her to climax.
She closed her eyes and gave in to the delightful sensations he was
inflicting on her. Then she saw the condom in his teeth and heard
the distinct rip of a wrapper. She felt him press against her,
right there. He eased over her, and slid across her feminine parts,
but she ached with a need to feel him throbbing inside of her.

Still clasping
both of her wrists above her head, Skylar claimed her mouth and
thrust forward. She gasped for air, as he buried himself to the
hilt. He slowly drew back and lifted his head to watch her. Then he
pumped into her again, causing her to whimper. He continued to
watch her, as if he cared how good that had just made her feel.