Dray (Miller Brothers Book 1)

by Young, Alexa

He hands me the steaming plate and I hiss as I burn my hand.

  The fucker.

  He smiles in delight, holding a cloth to protect his own. I grab a fork and begin to break it up to let the heat out so I won’t burn my tongue.

  Ritchie hands me a water; he knows I have no patience, especially with Laurie’s cooking. I hold off as long as I can before devouring it piece by piece. It’s like Heaven in my mouth.

  We eat in silence, just concentrating on the food in front of us. Steve walks through and frowns at the empty dish.

  “God, that smells amazing.”

  “Yep, it was,” We both say, throwing our cutlery down and groaning in pleasure. Ritchie kicks me and I kick him back.

  Our way of apologising.

  “What time is Leila coming for this meeting?” Ritchie asks.

  “Shit, ten minutes.” I guzzle down the water and head back to the office. I need to be ready to start the meeting to get things going on the new gym.

  * * *

  After the meeting, I head home and change. I grab my iPod and set out on a long run. It’s just what I need after being cooped up in the office. The new gym will be fantastic, but getting there is where the hard work begins. My head is dizzy from all the plans. I breathe in the fresh air, feeling the burn when I step it up a notch. By the time I head back to the penthouse, I’m soaked and my body aches, but I feel high from the endorphins.

  I grab a towel the moment I walk in and hit the shower, then dress in a t-shirt and some sweats. Ten minutes later, Luce comes walking through the door. She seems kind of flustered, but happy at the same time.

  “Are you okay?” I ask, biting into an apple. My eyes peruse her excited ones.

  “I’m more than okay. I have a date.” She grins.

  I almost choke on the apple.

  “Date,” I bite out. The words feel like acid in my mouth. “Who with?”

  “His name is Marco Sandeli.”

  My blood boils at the mention of his name. He’s the player of all players. We’ve sat in on a few card games together; his level of arrogance is enough to want to punch him every time. He fucks women for fun, and I’ve no doubt what he has in mind for Luce.

  Over my dead body.

  “You’re not going out on a date with him.”

  “Excuse me?” She swings round to face me, her eyes flashing in anger.

  “I know Marco, and he’s not a good guy. In fact, I’d say he’s a low-down dirty scumbag. Where the hell did you meet him?”

  “He came into work. I served him my famous cream chicken, basil and tomato. He said it was to die for and asked me out there and then, and I thought why not.” She shrugs like it’s nothing.

  I see red.

  “Firecracker, you don’t know what you’re getting yourself into,” I warn. I need her to see sense.

  “I’m a grown girl, Dray, stop telling me what to do. I’m your friend, that’s all. I decide who I want to go out with. Now, I need to go and get ready.” She walks off without a backward glance, and my heart sinks.

  He’s a charming fucker, already got her fooled. My head feels like it’s going to explode when I hear her take a shower. The thought of him laying a finger on her, it’s too much to take. I can’t be here to witness it all, to see her dressed up for him. I’ll never let her go if I stay; I’ll end up punching the smug fucker in the face.

  I grab my keys and jacket and head to my usual place, in need of some solitude away from it all.

  Chapter Fifteen

  The hours pass as I stare into space. I need a drink. It’s growing darker by the minute and I’ve heard my text go off several times, but I can’t look. I know she’ll be asking where I am. I think the time has finally come. I know what I have to do; I can’t live with this kind of torture anymore.

  I unlock the car and drive home; the penthouse is empty. It’s only nine, so I wasn’t expecting anything else.

  But what if she doesn’t come home?

  Home.

  It’s not her home, yet it feels like it. Everything slotted into place when she moved in. I never regarded myself as someone who needed company, but the more I’m around her, the more I crave it. But I want more, so much more. It’s just not possible.

  I have to make a choice.

  Her or me?

  I choose me.

  I flick between channels as I lie on the sofa. Nothing holds my attention, and my body stirs each time I hear a noise. I’m just about to doze off when I hear the key in the door. Luce breezes in moments later, and she stops dead when she sees me there.

  “Where did you go earlier? I texted you several times and got no reply.”

  “Out.” I owe her no explanation.

  “Well, I was worried,” she snaps back, sensing my cold tone.

  “Not enough to stop you going on your date.”

  She closes her eyes and sighs deeply. “Dray, just stop. He’s a great guy.”

  “So, are you going to see him again?”

  “Yeah, I think I am. You’ll like him, too, once you get to know him more. He spoke kindly about you.”

  The lying fucker.

  I’d been around him enough times to know we shared the same level of hatred for each other. I wasn’t falling for his bullshit, even if Luce was.

  I stand and drag my hands down my face. “I’ve been thinking about our present arrangement, and I need you to move out.”

  I have to let her go to save myself.

  “What—why?” she stutters, looking confused.

  “I just can’t be around to pick up the pieces when the shit hits the fan.” I can’t be there for her anymore; my heart can’t take it. I’ve finally reached my breaking point.

  “Dray, please, you’re being so fucking out of order right now!” she shrieks, tears beginning to fall.

  “No, you’re the one out of order. That charming fucker has got into your head and you’re falling for all his lies, like all the dumb bitches before you. He fucks women then treats them like dirt afterwards. This little act he’s got going on is just to get in your knickers.”

  “Well, you’re just the same! When the fuck have you had a girlfriend? You’re just out for a quick fuck. It’s all double standards,” she hisses back, her eyes boring deep into mine.

  “Are you are so fucking blind?” I roar, watching fear grow in her eyes. “I gave up Diane for you. Boy, am I the stupid fuck. I think there’s a chance, and then you fucking turn around and sucker-punch me again.”

  “What do you mean you gave up Diane for me?” Her eyes question mine for answers.

  “You don’t see it, do you?” I whisper.

  She’s oblivious to it all.

  “See what?” she screams, snapping me from my trance.

  “That I’m in fucking love with you, that you’re all I think about. The reason I don’t have any relationships is because all I want is you. It kills me to be just your friend. Every moment we spend together, I want more, I crave more. I need more, but you don’t. I get it, loud and fucking clear. So go be with Marco, but don’t expect me to be here for you, to open my home to you. I won’t sit back and watch him break your heart and be a fucking bystander like with the rest of the guys you’ve dated in the past. I’m fucking done.” I go to walk off, but she grabs my arm. I turn just in time as her hand connects with my face.

  “What the fuck?” I gasp, but I barely have time to speak before her lips crash against mine.

  She’s kissing me.

  Fucking kissing me.

  I pull her hard against me, and she groans as she sinks deeper into the kiss.

  I want her.

  I’ve always wanted her.

  I need to have her.

  If she comes to her senses then I’m literally going to combust.

  Is it just a kiss?

  Will she pull away?

  Tell me it’s all a big mistake.

  “I love you too,” she mumbles between kisses. I’m too shocked to reply. Then her arms wrap around my neck, and
she lifts herself up to manoeuvre her legs around my waist. She grinds herself against my cock, and I groan.

  Fuck, I’m about to explode.

  “Firecracker,” I groan between kisses. “If you keep doing that, I’ll come in my pants.”

  She giggles in my mouth and stops. Yeah, she fucking wants this just as much as me. I walk her into my bedroom and lay her down. At first, she’s reluctant to let go, but eventually she relents.

  I stand back, admiring her lying there. Within seconds, she sits up and rips off her top, flinging it down with her bra closely following. My eyes drop to her chest.

  Her tits are perfect.

  I lick my lips thinking of all the things I want to do. She unfastens her trousers and I walk over, pulling them off in one sweep. Her knickers are next and she lies back, opening her legs for me to see.

  I groan at the beautiful sight. My mouth waters at the prospect of tasting her, working her deep with my mouth till she comes all over my tongue. It’s an act I’ve never done, but right now I can’t think of anything I want more.

  I drag her down the bed, and she squeals a little in surprise. She soon stops when I drop to my knees. I hook both her legs over my shoulders and breathe her all in before dragging my tongue teasingly along her pussy. She groans in response, even more so when I use both my tongue and fingers. I find that little bundle of nerves and work her till she’s practically screaming in pleasure. She yells some more when I bite down and groans as she comes hard.

  Her scent is fucking perfect.

  I nearly come in my sweats at the sound of her coming apart in front of me. It’s the most beautiful thing ever.

  She moans slightly as I tease her. I know she’s sensitive from her orgasm, so I kiss her once more before standing up.

  She lies there with her chest heaving, completely undone by my mouth. But I’ve not even started. I hook my t-shirt with my fingers and draw it over my head. She watches me in anticipation and manoeuvres herself back up the bed, waiting for me. When I drop my sweats, I’m full commando and standing proud. She gasps, fucking gasps, and I can’t smile hard enough. She’s only ever seen me naked one time after my shower, but now I’m so fucking hard. I grab my cock and use the pre-cum to stroke my length. She watches in fascination, her eyes never leaving me once. She licks her lips and my eyes zero in. I can’t help but wonder what she’d look like with my cock working her mouth. I groan at the thought. She’s my every waking fantasy. I fucking want her so bad, but any more and I’m going to blow.

  “Stop teasing me, Dray,” she whines. I chuckle slowly, walking over to kiss my way up that delectable body of hers. With each press of my lips against her soft, sweet skin, she moans in response. Each sound goes directly to my cock. When I reach her tits, I stop to just appreciate them, so round and perfect. She’s a full C-cup, and I lick my lips before encircling the nipple with my tongue as my hand tweaks the other. She writhes underneath me, her body grinding against mine for some friction. She wants me bad.

  “Dray, please.”

  I lift my head and smile. Her eyes are filled with desire, and I want to groan in absolute delight. I work my way up to her lips. “What do you want, firecracker?” I ask, already knowing the answer.

  “You inside me, now. Don’t make me wait any longer. I need you so bad. Please, don’t make me beg.”

  “I need a—”

  “It’s fine. I’m on the pill. Are you…?”

  “Clean? Yeah. I’ve never had unprotected sex. I just got tested not so long back and got the all-clear. Plus, I haven’t been around a woman in over a month. I think I might have blue balls.”

  “They look fine to me. But hell, I never thought you were that big.” She blushes slightly, and I fucking love it.

  “You’ve seen me before, that day in the bathroom.” I chuckle.

  I remember that day well.

  “Don’t remind me. God, that was embarrassing.” She turns her face to hide her embarrassment.

  “I loved that you got all hot and bothered. It gave me hope when you reacted the way you did,” I whisper in her ear.

  She smiles, turning her head back. “I couldn’t get it out of my head. Most guys I’ve been with have been okay, but you hard? That’s a beast.”

  “Good, I’m glad I’m the best.” I kiss her slowly, leaving her wanting more. “But let’s make it an understanding. You never mention another guy’s cock when I’m about to be inside you.” I quirk a brow teasingly, and she giggles.

  “I’m fine with that, just go slow. A girl has to prepare herself for these things. It’s been nearly nine months.”

  “Then I’d better make it memorable.”

  “Dray, just quit yapping and—”

  I push myself slowly inside and she groans in delight.

  Fuck, she’s so tight.

  It makes me want to come already, but I need to last. I don’t want the first time to be me exploding in three seconds flat, but it’s like fucking Heaven being inside her. She feels so good. I’ve never had unprotected sex before, and to really feel her is the most amazing sensation.

  I move slowly at first then smile when she hitches her legs up and locks her ankles behind my back.

  “Harder, Dray. I need to feel you.”

  I thrust before she’s even finished speaking.

  God, I’m not going to last.

  I reach round and work her clit between my fingers, heightening her pleasure. She cries out as I pound her harder. I screw my eyes tight; I need to last. Fuck, I need this to be memorable but I’m close, so fucking close. She tightens around me even more, and I’m a goner. She shouts out in complete euphoria, wringing the life out of my poor cock, and it’s the final straw as I pulsate deep inside her.

  Fuck.

  I drop down to kiss her; she’s panting hard but reciprocates the kiss as her tongue entwines with mine. I didn’t last long, but judging by the smile on her face, I think I did good. I press my forehead against hers.

  “Firecracker, are you okay?” I ask. I kind of got carried away. She did give me the green light, but now I’m worried I’ve hurt her.

  “I’m more than okay.” She giggles and I smile as I nuzzle her neck, placing sweet kisses along her skin.

  “So I didn’t hurt you?” I ask concerned.

  “Well, I’m a little sore but—”

  My face falls at her words. “Fuck, I’m sorry.”

  “Let me finish, will you,” she snaps. I have to smile at the sexy little attitude she’s giving me right now.

  “Go ahead,” I say, smirking.

  “It was the best sex ever, and you know I hate admitting you’re good at anything. But fuck me. God, all the previous times were a complete dud. I feel like I’ve hit the orgasm jackpot.”

  I kiss her again, tasting her. She’s my fucking drug of choice. I need a hit of her just to make it through the day.

  We turn on our sides so we’re facing each other. She runs a hand down my face and I close my eyes, sinking into her touch.

  “Why didn’t you ever tell me, Dray?”

  “Because you were my best friend. You never gave me any kind of indication you liked me in that way. Else trust me, I’d have leapt at the chance to be with you.”

  “That’s because you were always with the ladies. God, they fucking swarmed around you, it was pathetic. Tall blondes with legs up to their armpits where I was the little chubby geek who got ignored. Only the science guys were interested in me.” She sighs, looking embarrassed, but her words infuriate me.

  I grab her, pulling her to me. “Hey, that ain’t fucking true. The only reason I banged those girls was because they were the complete polar opposite to you.”

  “God, Dray, rub it in, why don’t you!”

  “That’s not what I meant. Fuck, firecracker, all I wanted was you. I chose girls who were completely different so I wouldn’t be reminded of how much I wanted it to be you. I tried to get you out of my head, but I couldn’t. You were always there. I fucked so many girls ba
ck then to relieve myself of all the sexual tension being around you. I was hard all the time. We’d lie there watching films and you’d press that sexy little body against mine.”

  She grabs my face in surprise. “You thought I was sexy? Even back then, with my big glasses?” Her eyes scrutinise mine as I smile.

  “I fucking loved those glasses. The fantasies I had over those glasses. You don’t still have them, do you?”

  I want to fuck her wearing those glasses.

  “Dray.” She slaps my chest in amusement, but I can see I’ve made her day. Fuck, I feel myself stirring just at the thought.

  “Oh, you love the fact I just revealed that. Are you sure you don’t have them?” I teasingly run my nose along hers.

  “Somewhere, I suppose.” She giggles.

  “Then you have to find them.”

  “Seriously?” She scrunches her nose.

  “Yes. We can call it a re-enactment on all the years we missed out,” I whisper, kissing her neck, teasing her skin.

  “Well, I suppose I can try and find them.” She sighs as my lips begin to undo her.

  “Good.” I kiss her once more before rolling her over and pinning her down into the mattress. She gasps, feeling how hard my cock is for her right now.

  “Dray, are you turned on by the thought of me wearing glasses?”

  I grind extra hard into her and make her groan. “Baby, I’m always hard around you. The glasses are just a bonus.”

  “Oh, God, feels so good.” She moans, and I almost come there and then.

  Patience, Dray.

  “Are you sore, firecracker? I don’t want to if you’re too sore.” Even though every part of me needs her right now.

  “I’m fine. Trust me when I say I want this. I need this so bad. I didn’t realise how good sex was—it always seemed so mundane before. What you did with your mouth?” She blushes at her words.

  “Hang on. Are you telling me you’ve never?”

  She sighs, closing her eyes before turning to face me. “No, that’s never happened before. I kind of thought I wasn’t missing out, but dear God, I almost broke fingers gripping the sheet so tight.”

  “Wow, that good, huh? I don’t think you’ve ever given me a compliment before. I feel highly honoured.” I’m smiling so hard right now.