Fight for Love (Forever and Always #5)

by Todd, E. L.

  Sean pulled him into a hug. “Thank you for taking care of my girl.”

  Ryan clapped him on the back. “You don’t need to thank me. Since she’s my sister I’m stuck with her anyway.”

  Sean hugged Janice. “I’m glad you’re okay.”

  “Thanks,” she said as she pulled away.

  Sean’s parents entered the entryway and looked at Sean, emotion in their eyes. Andrew stepped forward first. “I’m glad you came.” He extended his arms to Sean but Sean stepped away, his hand raised. Andrew stopped and brought his hands to his sides. The sight broke my heart.

  “My baby,” Diane said as she started openly weeping. She ran to Sean and wrapped her arms around him, not giving him a chance to get away. Sean let her hug him but he didn’t reciprocate her affection. “I’m so sorry. I’m sorry,” she said through her tears. “I was wrong and I admit that. Please forgive me.”

  Sean tore her hands off him. “No. I don’t let people treat my family like that. Scarlet is my family. I’m only here because she made me come.”

  I grabbed his hand. “Sean, please don’t be like this. Your mom apologized to me and we worked everything out. Please let it go.”

  He looked at me. “No. You shouldn’t have had to put up with it to begin with. I don’t give a shit if they are family. It was unacceptable.”

  Diane continued to cry while Andrew wrapped his arm around her. “Please, please.”

  “No,” Sean said. “Now let’s go.”

  Mike stepped toward him. “Come on, man. I admit mom was being a total bitch and dad didn’t help the situation, but she’s sorry.”

  Sean ignored him.

  “Don’t cut me out of your life, Sean. Please,” his mother begged. “I can’t lose my son. I can’t.”

  “Well, you have Penelope for a daughter so call her.”

  Diane hid her face in her hands.

  “Sean, don’t be cold,” I snapped.

  “Let’s leave,” he said. “I want to go back home and move on from all of this.”

  “Sean, look at me,” I commanded.

  He stopped and gave me his full attention.

  “I don’t have a mom. I don’t have a dad. Your parents are the closest thing to that for me. I love them and I need them. Please don’t take that away from me.”

  “You deserve better than them.”

  “You are so lucky you have parents that love you so much. Maybe that wasn’t always clear, but they adore you and they adore me. I need them in my life. I want them to know our kids, be at our wedding. Please give them another chance for me. I need this family, Sean.”

  He stared at me for a long time, indecision clear in his gaze. I knew this card would work on him. Not having a family has been the biggest hardship for me. His parents were the closest thing I had to guardians, and maybe that relationship was destroyed, but I was willing to try and build a new one. More importantly, I didn’t want Sean to lose something so precious. I knew his parents loved him more than anything. He sighed then stepped toward his mom. “Scarlet is the only reason why I’m giving you another chance. Mess this up again, there won’t be another.”

  His mother grabbed him and held him close, crying into his shoulder. Andrew wrapped his arms around all three of them, holding them as a family. His mom looked at me and waved me over, still crying. I felt my own tears bubble at the gesture.

  “Get over here,” she said with a sniff.

  I came to them and joined the huddle, feeling loved and accepted. It was the greatest feeling to be included, to know I had a family who loved me.

  “I’m so sorry, Sean,” his mom whispered.

  “It’s okay. I forgive you.”

  “Thank you so much, Scarlet,” she said to me.

  “You don’t need to thank me,” I said.

  “Ah-hem.”

  We looked at Mike.

  “You know I’m related by blood, right?”

  Sean smiled. “Then get your ass over here.”

  He joined out group hug, staying on the outside.

  When we pulled away, I felt like everything was better. The relationship between Sean and Mike was repaired, back to normal, and his relationship with his parents was even stronger. I finally felt loved and accepted, and for the first time, I felt like I was better than Penelope, that I was the better choice.

  Diane looked at Sean. “So you’ll still get married in Connecticut?”

  Sean looked at me. “We are doing whatever Scarlet wants. If she wants to get married at city hall and just get hitched, that’s where we’re doing.” He came to me and wrapped his arm around my waist. “What does my girl want?”

  I was glad that he was giving me a choice, letting me do whatever I wanted. “Let’s stick to the plan.”

  Diane clapped her hands together. “Yes!”

  “But we’re having a change of plans,” Sean said.

  I raised an eyebrow, not sure what he meant.

  “I don’t want to wait a year,” Sean said. “I want to get married as soon as possible.”

  “Well, it’s going to be a big wedding,” Diane said. “It’ll take time to plan it.”

  “How long?”

  “At least a month.”

  “Then we’ll do it in a month.” He looked at me. “Is that okay, babe?”

  “I just want to get married.”

  He rubbed his nose against mine. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

  Diane rubbed her hands together. “Okay. I’ll take care of everything. Scarlet, we need to get the dress, pick out the cake, the flowers—everything.”

  I made a face. “Can you just do all of it?”

  “Really?” Diane asked. “I thought girls loved this sort of thing?”

  “Scarlet isn’t normal,” Sean said. “But that’s what I love about her.”

  “Okay. I’ll take care of everything,” Diane said. “Don’t worry. It’ll be beautiful.”

  “I’m sure,” I said with a smile.

  Ryan sighed. “I’m not looking forward to this month. Scarlet is going to be even more annoying than usual.”

  “Well, deal with it,” I snapped.

  Janice clapped her hands together. “We need to do a bachelorette party soon!”

  “Oh yeah,” I said.

  Ryan nodded. “Vegas baby!” He gave Sean a high five.

  I rolled my eyes.

  Sean turned to Mike. “You’ll be my best man, right?”

  Mike nodded. “I would be honored.”

  “So this officially makes Scarlet off limits,” Sean said.

  He made a disgusted face. “Dude, she’s my sister. She’s gross!”

  “Hey!” I said. “I’m not gross.”

  Ryan turned to Mike. “You coming to the bachelor party?”

  “Duh,” he said. “I was going even if I wasn’t invited.”

  “Great. It’ll be the four of us,” Ryan said.

  “Four?” Sean asked.

  “Us three and Cortland,” Ryan answered.

  Sean’s smile dropped. “Cortland isn’t coming.”

  Ryan said nothing, glancing at me with a worried expression.

  Mike stared at Sean, watching him. He glanced at everyone is confusion until he finally looked at me. “Who’s Cortland?”

  20

  Since the wedding was only a month away, Mike decided to fly back with us now so the bachelor parties could be taken care of. Thirty days wasn’t long and it would go by too fast. I was excited to have Mike visit us for a while. He was staying with Sean and I, which Sean wasn’t too thrilled about. It wasn’t because he didn’t want his brother around. He just wanted some privacy.

  We boarded the plane and took our seats. I sat with Sean by the window, and the other three sat in the aisle next to us. We were within talking distance.

  Sean placed his hand on my thigh. “You thinking what I’m thinking?” He glanced at the bathroom.

  “No.”

  “No, you aren’t thinking about it? Or no, we aren’t do
ing it?”

  “Yes to both.”

  “Come on,” he said as he moved his hand higher. “It will be a tradition.”

  “Sean, no. Ryan and Mike are here. It’s weird.”

  He leaned into me and kissed my neck, slipping his tongue into my ear. “Come on, baby.”

  I felt myself giving into him. We stayed up all night fucking like animals but I was never satisfied with him. “Please stop.”

  “No.” He moved his hand closer to the apex of my thighs.

  “Sean, I’m being serious.”

  “So am I.”

  “Please stop.”

  He pulled away. “Are you being serious?”

  “Yes. I feel uncomfortable with my brother across the way.”

  “He’s heard me fuck you hundreds of times.”

  “That doesn’t justify screwing on a plane.”

  “We need to come up with a code word.”

  “Code word?”

  “So I know when you are being serious.”

  “How about a shape?”

  “Okay. Say square when you really want me to stop. Otherwise, I’ll keep going until I finally get inside you.”

  “The same goes for you.”

  He laughed. “Baby, I don’t need a code word. If you want to fuck me, anywhere and anytime, I won’t say no.”

  “What about on your parents’ bed?”

  “Scarlet, I’ll fuck you in a goddamn church. I don’t give a shit.”

  I rolled my eyes. “So romantic.”

  He laughed. “It’s not because I don’t have any boundaries. It’s because I’m so hot for you all the time that I can’t control myself. I’m on the verge of raping you right now.”

  “It wouldn’t be rape.”

  His eyes gleamed. “So you do want to do it?”

  “Sean, I always want to do it.”

  “This plane ride is six hours long.”

  “So?”

  “Can you last that long?”

  “I’ll have to try.”

  “Or you could just get over yourself and stop thinking about what other people think.”

  “I don’t care what other people think. It’s just very trashy and rude.”

  “Says who?”

  “Society.”

  “Who cares about society. I bet Ryan would fuck Janice in the bathroom if she asked him to.”

  “Actually, they did that on the way here.”

  “There ya go. Now you go first and I’ll join you in a minute.”

  “Sean, we can’t.”

  He removed his hand back to the area between my legs and started to rub my clit. Since I was sitting by the window, he turned toward me so his back blocked me. My family couldn’t see where his hand was. He rubbed me hard and fast, pressing his face close to mine. He kissed me gently, making me grip his forearm as I started to fight against the arousal coursing through me. I was getting wet, my underwear soaked. Thoughts of Sean naked flashed in my mind. I remembered when he got out of the shower and dropped his towel. I pictured his huge cock and felt myself bite my lip. Now I wanted it—bad.

  “Stop,” I whispered.

  He rubbed me harder.

  All I had to do was say the code word but I didn’t. I just opened my legs wider.

  “You’re such a slut,” he whispered into my ear. “It’s not even a challenge.”

  “Okay. I can’t wait any longer.”

  He pulled his hand away. I’ll join you in a second.”

  I felt myself blush as I rose to a stand and walked to the bathroom. I didn’t look behind me, too embarrassed to look at my family. I’m sure they figured out exactly what I was doing.

  The bathroom was different than the last one we were in. There wasn’t enough room in front of the sink, so I put down the toilet seat and waited for him. There was a bar above the tank I could hold onto that.

  Sean walked inside a second later then immediately pulled off his pants. I watched him with a hungry expression. He removed all of his clothes, even his shirt then came over to me. He tore my clothes away until we were both naked.

  “I want to feel your skin against mine.” He took control of the situation, grabbing my leg and placing my foot on the toilet. He grabbed my hands and placed them on the car, so I was bending over for him. I liked it when he was controlling and domineering in the bedroom. There were times when I just wanted to get fucked. These were one of those times. He pressed his chest against my back then placed a trial of kisses down to my ass. When he pulled his mouth away, he pressed his thick head against me and slid in gently, reaching all the way inside me. That was the only time he was gentle. He started thrusting himself inside me hard and fast. I felt my ass giggle from his speed. He slid in and out, making me grip the bar until me knuckles turned white. He suddenly spanked me, slapping my ass with this palm.

  “Oh fuck,” he whispered. He fucked me faster than normal, making me shake. I bit my lip so I wouldn’t scream or yell. He leaned over me and rubbed my clit while he pounded into me. With his other hand, he grabbed my neck, possessing me and controlling me like I was a common whore. I loved it when he was rough like this. I loved it when we fucked hard. It was so different than the lovemaking we did.

  Sean slid into all the way, his balls slapping against me.

  “Oh god,” I cried.

  “Come on, baby.” He spanked me again.

  I moaned incoherently, trying to be quiet. It rocked through my like a wrecking ball demolishing a wall. The burn exploded into a fire between my legs, my wall tightening around him as the feeling scorched my body in a blaze. I became even wetter. Sean knew I was coming because he picked up his pace, moaning the entire time. He grabbed my neck and pulled on it gently as he made his final thrusts, coming inside me. When he was done he pulled out of me and dressed himself quickly. There was no kiss or embrace. It was just a fuck.

  I stood up and tried to stop the room from spinning. I was always exhausted after a good orgasm. Sean recognized my high and helped me get dressed. He rubbed my ass then kissed the skin.

  “Did I hurt you?”

  “Muh—no.”

  He kissed me on the forehead then grabbed my face. “I love you.”

  “I love you too.”

  “Thanks for the quickie.”

  “I’m tired now.”

  “You can take a nap on me.”

  “Okay.”

  “I’ll see you soon.” He left the bathroom while I fixed my hair in the mirror. After a few minutes of waiting, I stepped out then walked back to my seat. I felt Mike stare at me, a stupid grin on his face.

  “So, whatcha doing?” Mike asked.

  I leaned into Sean and closed my eyes, suddenly sleepy.

  “Mind your own business,” Sean whispered

  Ryan walked into the bathroom then Janice followed a moment later.

  Mike raised an eyebrow. “You are guys are the weirdest siblings I’ve ever met.”

  “You’re just jealous,” I said.

  “Yeah. I wanna get a quick fuck in with you in the bathroom,” he said with wink.

  “I thought I was gross?” I asked.

  “Well, I’m desperate and horny.”

  “Horny enough to sleep with your sister?”

  He shrugged. “I can close my eyes and imagine someone else.”

  “Eww,” I said. “You’re gross.”

  “I don’t have an argument for that.”

  Sean glared at him. “Are you done trying to sleep with my fiancé?”

  Mike raised his hands. “Sorry, dude.” Mike grabbed a magazine and started to read it.

  “You know he’s kidding, right?” I asked.

  “I do.”

  I breathed a sigh of relief. “Okay.”

  He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me to his chest. “I think he and I are going to be okay.”

  “I’m glad.”

  He ran his fingers through my hair.

  “Sean, I really want Cortland to go to your bachelor
party.”

  His hand stopped. “No.”

  “Sean—”

  “Shut up.”

  I sat up and narrowed my eyes at him. “Excuse me?”

  He sighed. “I’m sorry. I take that back. But I’m not inviting him.”

  “Sean, he’s important to me.”

  “He’s coming to the wedding, he’s in your bridal party, and I’ll be civil to the guy, but this is my bachelorette party. I’m not inviting him just because you like him. I won’t change my mind. How would you feel if I asked you to invite Penelope?”

  I sighed. “That’s not the same thing and you know it.”

  “I’m not doing it, Scar. I’ve been very understanding and cooperative about this whole thing, so don’t push me.”

  “Sean, you know how important he is to me.”

  He raised his hand. “Scarlet, the last thing I want to do is argue with you. I just got you back. Please drop it.”

  “I can’t.”

  He sighed, running his hand through his hair.

  “He’s really important to me. Please let this go.”

  “No.”

  “Why?”

  “We already have this argument a dozen times.”

  “And I’m not going to drop it. This family is everything to me. Please forgive Cortland and let’s move on with our lives. I’m marrying you, and he’s in love with Monnique. There’s nothing more to the story.”

  “That’s not the point.”

  “Sean, you’re being a jackass. How would you feel if I was a jerk to Janice because of what you did.”

  “Again, that’s the not the same thing.”

  “How would you feel if Ryan stopped talking to you?”

  “That’s his decision.”

  “You’re being unreasonable.”

  “And you’re being annoying.”

  “Just do this for me.”

  “I already do everything for you. Cortland makes me very uncomfortable. I hate knowing he took advantage of you, taking what is rightfully mine.”

  I stared at him, fighting back the tears. “Sean—”

  “Drop it.”

  I looked out the window and covered my chest with my arms, avoiding his gaze. Ryan and Janice came back but I didn’t look at them. I heard Mike speak.

  “Who the hell is Cortland?”

  Ryan sighed. “It’s a long story.”

  “Well, we have six hours.”