by Sienna Snow
“Jaci.”
I leaned my forehead against his. “Veer, just one more night.”
He sighed and then nodded.
I slid my arms around his neck and leaned forward, sealing my lips against his. We kissed, trying to memorize every aspect of each other’s mouths. Our tongues slid against each other’s in a sensual dance, making my cleft dampen. He was an intoxicating blend of scotch and his own earthy flavor. I couldn’t get enough of him.
A low moan escaped my lips as the familiar bulge of his cock pressed against my denim-covered crotch. I shifted my hips, trying to ease the arousal bubbling inside my core. One of his hands went to my hair, fisting it as he deepened our kiss, and the other went to my hip, grinding me harder along his erection.
“Veer,” I murmured, not wanting to break the play of our mouths.
My nipples pebbled to stiff peaks against the lining of my bra, creating additional torture to the sensitive buds.
I shifted, rubbing my swollen pussy against his hard length, growing wetter and hotter. We were all but fucking each other, unable to stop the need consuming us. We were desperate, filled with hunger, passion, and love.
I wanted to memorize this night, to have it to remember that we were once more than the strangers we’d have to become, to remember what it was like to be deep-down, truly loved.
A tear slipped down my face, and Veer pulled back, breathing heavily.
“Baby, no. Think of nothing but now. There is no past or future, only the present.”
At that moment a boat passed by, and hoots and laughter echoed from it, breaking the moment. I had no fear of being discovered since it was dark, but honestly, I didn’t care. The love of my life was breaking up with me, and I only had this one night.
“Let’s go inside. I don’t want to share this with anyone,” Veer said as he lifted me up. I adjusted my shirt and shorts, and Veer pulled out his tucked shirt to cover his erection.
We made our way back to the house, hand in hand, without saying a word. Our arousal hung heavily between us as we took the steps to my room.
Within seconds of my door closing, he had me pressed against it.
The need I felt for him was ten times more than anything I’d experienced before, and most of the time, I couldn’t get enough of him.
I let out a small whimper as he cupped my breast, pinching the fabric-covered tip, and then bit my lower lip.
I pulled at the buttons of his shirt, struggling to get each one open so my fingers could stroke across his firm chest.
He stepped back, finishing the work I’d started, and then grabbed my tank, tearing it down the middle.
I gasped, and my heart skipped a beat seeing him stare at me with feral desire.
“Take it all off. If this is the last time I get you, I want nothing between us.”
I swallowed, hating what awaited us come morning, and reached behind me to unlatch my bra. I pulled it free and dropped it to the ground. I pushed my shorts down my hips, taking my underwear with it.
I stood before him naked, desire flushing my skin.
“God, you’re so beautiful. You take my breath away whether you’re fully clothed or without a stitch on.”
“You aren’t bad yourself. Planning on joining me?”
“Oh, I plan to, but it can wait. I want to hear my name on your lips at least three times before I bury myself inside you.”
“Feeling confident, aren’t you?”
A slight grin touched his face. “I’ve never heard you complain that I haven’t followed through on my promises.”
If there was one thing Veer was known for, it was his commitment to his promises.
“Give me all you’ve got.”
“Oh, I plan to.” He came toward me with a wicked grin, but then picked me up and laid me carefully on the bed as if I were so precious he was worried I’d break.
I ran my thumb across his bottom lip. He lowered his head, kissing my neck, and he tongued down my throat and between my breasts before he moved to a taut, swollen nipple. He teased and tormented, drawing circles round and round. My body shuddered, and my breath quickened.
“Oh God,” I gasped and clenched Veer’s thick hair with my fingers.
He growled in response and then moved to my other aching bud, engulfing it in his mouth and nipping the tip with his teeth.
My core quickened, and my entire body tightened.
His hand rubbed up and down my side, sending goosebumps all over my body. “Can you come for me like this, baby?”
“I…” was as far as the words got as he pulled on my nipple with deep, hard sucks, sending me over.
I called out his name, thrashing my head back and forth while gripping tighter on Veer’s inky strands.
“That’s it, love. Now let me hear you again.”
He slid lower, rubbing his beard down my abdomen until he reached my still-pulsing pussy. He blew against my soaked cleft and then took a long, deep swipe with his tongue.
“You taste delicious.” He licked again. “I’ll never get enough of you.”
“More.” I lifted my hips toward his mouth.
“Patience.” He shifted my legs to around his shoulders. “The best things come to those who wait.”
“I hate waiting,” I complained.
“Believe me.” He spread my cleft, exposing my swollen clitoris and then circling it with his tongue. “I know this.”
“Vveeer…” I shuddered as each stroke sent me closer and closer to another orgasm. My hold tightened on Veer’s scalp.
He pushed a finger into my pussy and rubbed against the sensitive spot deep in my core. My toes curled, and my body squirmed with each thrust of his delicious tongue.
“Come for me, baby,” he said, increasing his rhythm.
On command, every muscle in my body seized to an almost painful pleasure and my back bowed.
I cried out, tumbling into a freefall of exquisite sensation. My pussy spasmed and clenched around his thrusting digit and tongue.
As my body slowly came down from its release, he began the climb again, using his mouth to fuck my core, mimicking the deep thrusts of his fingers. I came almost immediately, screaming my pleasure.
“That’s three, love.”
“Yes, it is.” I half gasped, half laughed. “You always keep your promises, Governor George.”
His head rose, locking his gaze with mine. He took one last taste of my clit and crawled over me, hovering with his arms on either side of my head. His hard cock dripped his arousal along my slick cleft. I squirmed, lifting my spread thighs.
“How bad do you want me?” he asked as he stared at me. His eyes filled with love and a touch of sadness.
I cupped his cheek. “More than you could ever know.”
He lowered his head, sealing his mouth across mine, sliding his tongue past my lips. I moaned, tasting my own essence. My nipples tightened further as they rubbed against the light dusting of hair on his chest.
He took hold of one of my hands, pinning it above my head, and then repeated the action with the other. We continued to kiss and savor each other’s mouths.
All of a sudden, I felt the familiar press of Veer’s cock push past my cleft and slide deep into my pussy.
I broke our kiss and cried out, “Veer.”
He pulled out to the tip of his bulbous head and slammed back in, hoisting my body upward onto the bed. He rolled his hips and held himself deep.
My arousal flooded around him, and my desire became almost too painful to handle.
“I need…”
He rubbed his pelvis against my clit. “I know what you need. I’ve always known what you needed.”
He touched his forehead to mine. I tugged my hands free of his grip and wrapped them around his neck.
His cock pulsed against the swollen walls of my core, prompting me to say, “I need you to fuck me.”
The sadness vanished from his eyes and was quickly replaced by amusement.
“You’re in no p
osition to make demands.” He pulled out and then pressed back in. “Want it slow or fast, Jaci?”
A quiver shot through me, making me gasp. “Whatever you want as long as you make me come.”
“That’s the plan. How about three more?”
I knew better than to question his ability and said, “Go for it.”
A big smile appeared on his face. “I love you, Jacinta Camden.”
“I love you, Veer George. Now fuck me.” I dug my fingers into his shoulders.
He growled and set a pace that had me building instantly, pussy quivering and body contracting. He rode me hard, bringing me from one orgasm to another and another. He held nothing back, telling me without words how much he wanted and needed me.
When I couldn’t take another release, he came, in a deep, powerful shudder, saying, “You will forever be mine.”
After a few minutes, Veer turned us so I was draped across him but kept his cock pulsing inside me.
I watched the fall and rise of his chest and felt an ache inside mine. I didn’t want us to end. If only there were other options that would allow us to have what we both wanted. I held in the tears that burned the back of my eyes and released a breath, lifting my head to look at him.
He cupped my face and opened his mouth to speak, but I covered it.
“Tonight, there is nothing but us. No politics, no careers, no plans for the future.”
The clench of his jaw said he wanted to argue, but then he conceded, nodding and then rolling me onto my back and thrusting deep once again.
Chapter Ten
Around seven in the morning, I leaned against my kitchen island, sipping a cup of robust coffee. My heart felt ripped to shreds.
After making love to me one last time, Veer had slipped from the bed, kissed my forehead, and whispered, “I’ll love you until the day I die. Be happy, Jaci. I’ll always be out there cheering for you.”
I wanted to grab him and pull him back. To tell him I didn’t want us to end. To tell him I didn’t want to live a life without him. But I hadn’t. I’d let silent tears fall as he dressed and walked out of my life.
I knew I’d see him at political events or family gatherings with Sam, but it would never be the same. I wouldn’t have the right to ever touch him or kiss him the way I wanted to.
What was going to kill me was the day I’d meet the woman who could give him everything he’d wanted from me: a wife, children, and family.
My throat burned with tears, and I inhaled deep to hold them back.
“Where’s Veer?”
I turned to look at Samina as she sleepily walked into the kitchen and headed for the French press.
“Why would I know?”
She gave me an annoyed glare and poured herself a large mug of the piping-hot brew.
“You two were going at it all night. I assumed you would know where the man who screwed your brains out was.”
My cheeks heated.
“I guess we were pretty loud?”
“It wasn’t that bad. Nothing more than what you heard when Devin would come to visit us when we were in school.”
“Oh God.” I ran my hand down my face. “That means half the house heard us. Why do you think I conveniently found a way to make a trip home whenever Big Brother planned to come into town?”
“Whatever. We weren’t that bad. Besides, I can say without a doubt, the governor of Texas has more stamina than Dev. And I didn’t think anyone could outdo him.”
I bit my lip, trying to hide my embarrassment. “You won’t have to worry about noises from my room anymore. Those days are over.”
I set my cup on the counter and stared out the window.
“You broke up with him?” Sam came to stand next to me.
I shook my head. “It was the other way around.”
“Oh Jaci.” Sam rested her head against the side of my shoulder. “He loves you. It’s written all over his face every time he glances your way.”
“He wanted marriage and babies. I wanted it too, but it would have cost me everything.”
“Like I said the other day, I’m not judging you. I know better than most that politics is twice as brutal when it comes to women.”
“Sometimes I wish we would have broken up years ago. Then it wouldn’t hurt as much.”
“It would have hurt regardless of when it happened. For the record, if you’d told me about the two of you from the beginning, I would have advised you on all the issues of falling in love with a liberal-leaning, dominant technology billionaire turned real-estate tycoon. After all, he is my adopted brother.”
“Why can’t a woman have her ambition and the man?”
“She can, but not without compromises.”
I glanced at Sam. She had a hand on the delicate swell of her belly. She and Devin had gotten their second chance because they had met in the middle. Never would I have ever thought my ultra-driven brother, who’d gained a position as a federal judge by the time he was thirty, would step down from the judicial bench to let Samina pursue her political career.
“Maybe one day you’ll find your way back to each other,” Sam added.
I shook my head. I couldn’t pretend. “No, we won’t. He wants the family he’s always dreamed of having. He’s a marry-once-and-forever kind of guy.” I turned toward Sam. “Do me a favor.”
She looked up at me. “What?”
“Don’t set him up with anyone I know. He’ll come to you to help him find the right girl.”
With Veer’s looks and money, he could find the wrong girl all day and night.
“You’re the right girl. Anyone else is just a consolation.” Sam wrapped her arms around me. “I promise. Why don’t you go sit outside while I make some tea and then I’ll join you?”
With a nod, I grabbed my cup from the counter and headed out the door leading to the patio.
As I made my way down the wraparound deck of the house, I came to a halt. Ashur paced back and forth as he dialed someone on the phone. His face was in a hard scowl.
It was too early for Tara to have done something to piss him off, and as far as I knew, she wasn’t awake yet. She’d told me she wanted one more day of sleeping in before she had to return to Seattle and take on her new caseload.
“Where the fuck are you? We were supposed to talk this morning.” Ashur cupped the back of his neck. “I don’t care if it is the crack of dawn. We have shit to discuss.”
It was probably business. It took a force of nature to get him to step away from his many business endeavors. Ashur had a head for finance and technology that had allowed him to create one of the top private equity firms in the country.
A little less than ten years ago, he, Kevin, Veer, and Devin had started mining bitcoins. In the beginning, it was all for fun to see if the tech skills each of them had could get them some pocket change but quickly it had turned into more, netting them hundreds of thousands of dollars. Once huge bitcoin farms became commonplace, the market became too volatile. So the group decided to sell the cryptocurrency for stocks and real estate. This led all of them to become independently wealthy. Ashur had used his funds to help technology startups as an angel investor, leading him to earn a return ten times his initial contribution.
Ashur set the phone on the railing and hit the speaker button. I was about to let him know I was there, when he said, “Veer, I’m in. No more exploring. Now you need to do your part.”
This was about the big secret Veer and Tara had been keeping. No one would tell me what it was when I’d asked, so I guessed snooping was the next best option, and I had no guilt whatsoever.
“Ash, you need to calm the fuck down unless you want to make an official declaration. Someone is bound to hear you.”
Declaration? What were they planning?
“No one’s up, so stop your worrying.” He glanced at his watch. “Fuck. It’s seven. I thought it was earlier. Samina will be up, and if she learns our plan before I talk to her, she’s going to castrate me, and whether or n
ot Tara agrees won’t matter.”
Then Ashur picked up his phone and began to scroll through some pictures. Over his shoulder, I could see that he’d stopped at one of Tara. She was lounging by the pool with shades covering her eyes. It was from two nights ago. He traced her face with his finger.
I shook my head. He had been such an ass to her and now he was longing for her.
“Why did you convince me to come down? We haven’t settled anything, and Tara can barely stand to be in the same room with me, much less want to be the mother of my children.”
Veer laughed over the line. “So, no thawing the glacier of ice between you two?”
He set the phone back on the railing and gripped it. “That would be an understatement. I’ve avoided Tara for over a decade, pushing down the hurt, and now a few days in her presence and my mind is all jacked up, and all I can think about is everything that kept us apart for a decade. I wish one of us had stayed away.”
“In her defense, Tara had no idea you were coming. She is Samina and Jacinta’s friend. She planned the trip months ago. Besides, she needed a break from all the media attention she’s gotten recently because of the misogynist in the Oval Office.”
I internally shook my head. Veer always had a knack for throwing in a jab at the president.
“Who told her to get involved with that organization? She shouldn’t have put herself in such a dangerous position.” A small tic pulsed on the side of Ashur’s face. “They could have killed her.”
“She started the organization, idiot. Of course, she’s going to be involved. You can’t change who she is. Her life means nothing if she doesn’t try to save the innocent. That’s the reason you need her to accomplish your plan.”
Ashur’s hold on the railing tightened. “I don’t need her. She’ll become a liability if she keeps pursuing her agenda. I can do it without her.”
“The hell you can. She is your ace in the hole. Without her, no one from the left will take you seriously. She’s an international phenomenon.”
After a long pause while Ashur stared at Tara’s picture, he said, “Fine. Make it happen.”
