by E. L. Todd
“And now I’m back,” he snapped.
“You said you wouldn’t be home until later.”
“So you invite this piece of shit here?”
Paola came beside him, and Ryder looked at her in her short dress.
That just pissed off Derek even more. “You motherfucker!”
Ryder stood up and raised his hands. “I’m sorry, dude. I’ll go.”
“You will go,” Derek snapped. “Because I’m going to throw you out on your ass.” He marched to him with his fist raised but Cheyenne stood in front of him.
“Derek, calm down.”
Derek ignored her. “Where’s her money?” he snapped. “Give my sister back her money and I’ll let you leave with your eyes and legs.”
“Derek, knock it off,” Cheyenne said.
Ryder stepped back and walked around the couch.
Cheyenne pushed her brother back. “He’s leaving, okay? Calm down.”
Derek watched him walk out with venom in his eyes.
Paola remained by the door, watching Derek closely. “Well, this night keeps getting worse, huh?”
Derek grabbed her bags then carried them into his room. “You can stay in here. The door locks from the inside.” He grabbed a pillow and an extra blanket to take into the living room.
“Derek, I don’t want you to sleep on the couch.”
“I really don’t mind, baby.”
“I want you to sleep with me.”
“Really?” he asked.
She nodded.
“I’d love to sleep with you.”
Cheyenne slammed the door closed then barged into Derek’s room without knocking.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Derek yelled. “Don’t you knock?”
Cheyenne looked at the bags on the floor. “What’s this? So Paola can just move in but Ryder can’t come over?”
Derek felt his arms flex. “I’m this close to slapping you.”
She glared at him. “Then do it.”
He grabbed her by the arms then released her, clenching his hair. “You don’t fucking live here, Cheyenne. This is my house. If I want Paola to live her, she can live here. You can have people over, but not that piece of shit. Anyone but him. If you want to see him, do it away from my home.”
“And I’m not living here,” Paola said.
“Doesn’t matter,” Derek said. “That’s beside the point.” He glared at his sister. “I don’t know what the fuck I’m going to do with you.”
“Why don’t you accept me, then?”
“I do accept you,” he snapped. “But I don’t accept him. You’re better than this, Cheyenne.”
She stepped back. “What’s Paola doing here?”
“None of your business,” he snapped.
“Derek won’t let me stay at my apartment,” Paola said.
“Baby, you don’t have to explain yourself,” Derek said.
“I can already see where this is going,” Cheyenne said. “You’re going to knock her up and ruin your life.”
Derek shook his head. “Fuck you, Cheyenne! I should throw you out on your ass.”
Cheyenne left the bedroom and slammed her bedroom door behind her.
Derek looked at Paola. “I’m sorry about that.”
“It’s okay,” she said.
“I fucking hate my sister.”
“No, you don’t.”
“No, I really fucking do.”
She came behind him and rubbed his shoulders and his back. “Just relax, okay?”
He said nothing while he felt her massage his sore muscles.
Paola removed his shirt and then dug her hands into his skin.
Derek felt his anger disappear as she touched him the right way. His body fell further and further into a relaxed state.
“Lay down,” she whispered.
He moved to the bed and lay on his stomach.
She climbed on top of him and rubbed every muscle in his back. When he closed his eyes, he felt her hands pull away. He heard her clothes drop to the ground. His relaxed state disappeared when he realized she was completely naked on top of him. When she leaned down to rub his shoulders, He felt her nipples touch his back. His cock sprang to life underneath him, making him uncomfortable. She kissed his neck while she massaged him, her lips lightly pressed against his neck and ear.
Now Derek wasn’t in the mood to relax. He’d wanted to see her breasts since the moment he saw her. They were perfect, round and perky. Her nipples hardened in her swim suit and stuck out. Derek wanted to lick them and suck them dry.
He turned on his back and grabbed her while he moved, pinning her down against the mattress. When he saw her naked chest, his breathing hitched. They were even better than he imagined. They were big and round, forming a line of cleavage even when she didn’t wear a bra. His eyes were glued to her body, wanting to do some many things to her.
“Do you like them?” she whispered.
“Uh…wow…yeah.”
She reached down and grabbed the button of his jeans, undoing them. Derek’s breathing increased as she pulled him free of his pants. She left his boxers on.
Derek leaned down and grabbed her breasts, feeling the warm skin in his hands. They were firm and hard. His cock moved in his boxers. Paola caught the look and smiled. Derek puckered his lips and kissed her nipple, feeling it in his mouth. He moaned as he realized what he was doing. She had the best rack he’d ever seen. The sexual monster inside me purred to life. He licked the valley between her breasts and kissed every inch of her skin, loving the taste and sight of her chest.
Paola grabbed the rim of his boxers and started to pull them down.
Derek pulled away and looked at her face, wanting to see her reaction when she saw him. He hoped she would be as impressed with him as he was of her. When his hard cock sprang out, Paola bit her lip and moaned. Derek was pleased with her reaction.
“Oh, he’s…mmm.”
“He’s all yours.”
She grabbed him and rubbed him gently. “He looks like he tastes good.”
The idea of getting head for her made him sweat. He wanted to feel her suck him, glide her tongue over his tip.
“Come here,” she whispered, grabbing the base of his balls.
“We don’t have to do this,” he said with an unconvincing voice.
She smirked. “Derek, your mouth can lie but your cock can’t.”
His dick twitched at her words.
“And I want to. And I want to do something else too.”
Derek moved up the bed until his tip was at her mouth. She tiled her head and took him into her mouth. He felt her throat as he slid inside, feeling the wetness of her mouth. He gasped loudly, knowing he’d come quickly. She moved her mouth quickly, keeping her teeth behind her lips. Her tongue stroked him while she took him like a pro. Then she pulled him out of her mouth, making him whine like a puppy.
She pulled his cock to the valley between her breasts then pushed her tits together. She arched her back and slid him through the space between her breasts. Derek grabbed her neck while she moved, unable to process how good it felt. He started to thrust his hips, moving against her skin. Derek knew he wasn’t going to last long. The orgasm was already there. The sight was too beautiful and sexual for him to control himself. When he felt himself crumble, he pulled his dick out then cupped the tip. She pulled his hand away and made him squirt on her breasts. That made his orgasm even better.
“Paola…” He pressed his face against hers while he caught his breath. The amount of pleasure he experienced was more than he could handle. His world had never been rocked like that. He kissed her forehead then her lips. “You’re my greatest fantasy.”
Her eyes softened when she looked at him.
Derek pulled away then moved between her legs, pushing them back. Without preamble, he kissed her tender area, exploring her folds with his tongue. She was wetter than usual, tasting sweet. His pussy tasted different than the others and he liked it. He sniffed
her while he licked her, feeling her fingers clench his hair for dear life. She arched her back, holding back her moans as she came immediately. Derek continued to kiss her, letting her enjoy it as much as possible.
“Derek….you’re so amazing.”
He loved hearing that. He loved it. After one more kiss, he climbed on top of her and pressed his face close to hers. “Let’s talk about that some more.”
“You’re just soo…oh.” She arched her back again, coming down from her high.
Derek kissed her neck. “And when we make love, your neighbors are going to call the police because you’ll be screaming so loud.”
She grabbed his face and wrapped her legs around his waist. “I can’t wait for that.”
He lied beside her then pulled her into his arms. “Are you sure you still want to sleep with me?”
“Don’t ever leave,” she said quickly, holding him tightly.
His heart squeezed painfully. He loved hearing her need for him.
“And thank you for letting me stay here. I hate that apartment. I was robbed a few months ago.”
Derek held her to his chest. “You’re safe here, baby. I’ll always take care of you. I’m honored that you let me.”
“It’s hard to keep you away,” she whispered. “You get me like no one else does. I can’t explain it.”
“I can.”
She looked at him.
“You’re in love with me.”
15
Derek was glad Paola was spending time with Sydney and Ren, but he was also irritated. If she was with them, she wasn’t with him. When he got home from school, he worked on homework while his sister cooked a snack in the kitchen.
“Why is Paola staying here?” she asked.
He glanced at her. “I didn’t like her apartment.”
“What’s wrong with it?”
“It isn’t safe.”
“So, is she living here?”
“No, after we pay off her medical bills, she’ll get her own place.”
“We?”
“She needs help. Her mom passed away from cancer and the bills have fallen on her. They are almost paid off.”
“Wait a second.” She put the pan on the stove and stared him down. “You can give her thousands of dollars but I can’t do the same for Ryder?”
“It’s not the same thing.”
“It’s exactly the same thing.”
“I didn’t give her my life savings.”
“How much did you give her, then?” Cheyenne asked.
“Twenty thousand.”
“Are you fucking serious? You are such a fucking hypocrite.”
“No, I’m not. Paola and I love each other. We’re in a committed relationship. She’s not using me for money. And even if she was, that’s beside the point. I’m the man in this relationship and I take care of her. I would never take her money to save my own life.”
“Fuck you, Derek.”
“No, fuck you. You’re being a brat.”
“No, I’m not,” she said. “You wonder why I don’t listen to you. It’s because you’re a fucking hypocrite. You do everything you tell me not to do. If I sleep with a guy, it’s the end of the world, but you’ve fucked half the island.”
He glared at her. “I’m a man.”
“What the fuck does that matter?”
“I stand on my own two feet and take care of myself. When you get your own place, pay your own bills, and establish your independence, then you can do whatever you want. But right now, you just cling to people, needing someone to take care of you. Keep your legs closed until the guy is in love with you.”
“Are you in love with Paola? You just met her.”
“Yes, I’m madly in love with her. And time has nothing to do with it.”
“It has everything to do with it,” she said. “If I’m making a mistake with Ryder, you’re making the same mistake with her.”
“So be it,” he said. “I can survive the heartache. You can’t.” He slammed his book shut and stormed into his bedroom, not wanting to look at his sister. He studied for hours until Paola came back to the apartment.
“How was your day?” Derek asked.
“It was fun,” she said. “I like your girlfriends.”
“They are pretty cool. So, did you get any slutty lingerie?”
“Why would I need it when I’m naked anyway?”
He moaned. “I like your thinking.”
“And you would just take it and jerk off with it.”
“That’s a good point.”
She smiled then pulled off her dress, standing in her panties.
Derek bit his lip while he looked at her.
“Things better with your sister?”
He wasn’t listening to her. Derek grabbed her and pushed her on the bed. He stripped his clothes then kissed her everywhere, worshipping her body with his burning lips. She lay back and ran her fingers through his hair. He moved his mouth to her pussy and kissed her the way she liked.
“Derek, I love it when you do that.”
He kept up his ministrations until her legs shook, her back arching. She bit her lip while she came, breathing heavily.
“Right there,” she said with a musical sigh.
His tongue glided inside her, making her orgasm last as long as possible.
When he was done, she pulled him to the bed and immediately pushed his cock in her mouth. Derek lay back and enjoyed the feel of her wet lips around his cock. She moved up and down and used her hand vigorously, building him up until he released inside her mouth. He didn’t last long and squirted in her mouth. Derek watched her swallow it then wipe her lips.
“I’m sorry I can’t last long,” he said with a heavy breath. “I’m not usually like this.”
She crawled on his chest and straddled him, her breasts in his face.
He reached up and grabbed them, massaging them.
“Why can’t you last?”
“I don’t know,” he said as he groped her. “I’m ready to cum before we even start.”
“That’s how I feel too.”
“I’ll be better when we have sex.”
Her eyes brightened. “I like the sound of that.”
“I’ll rock your world, baby.”
“I know you’ll deliver.”
“You should go on birth control,” he said.
“I should?”
“That way you’ll be ready when we do have sex.”
“What makes you think I’m ready?”
“I didn’t say you were,” he said. “I’m just planning ahead.”
“But I think I am ready,” she said, gliding her hands down his chest.
Derek wanted to make love to her more than anything, but he knew they weren’t there yet. There was something he wanted from her first. She still hadn’t delivered it. He grabbed her face and kissed her before he lied beside her, running his fingers through her hair. When he pulled away, he turned off the light and set the alarm.
She stared at his face in the dark. “Why won’t you sleep with me?” she whispered.
Derek could detect the hurt in her voice. “Baby…”
“Do you not want me?”
“How can you even ask me that?” he said with a sigh.
“Then why?”
He stared at the ceiling for a moment. “The most pain I’ve ever felt was when my parents died. It was the worst time of my life. But I know if you hurt me, it would be even worse. I wouldn’t recover and I would just be shattered. I’ve never given my heart to anyone like this, made myself so vulnerable. I’m totally open and exposed, but I can’t give you anymore unless you meet me halfway. When you do, I’ll give in.”
“Why do you think I’m going to hurt you?”
“I’m just afraid you’ll get tired of me and leave. Or you’ll find someone better. To me, you’re a dream. And dreams end. I’m waiting for you to drift away when I wake up. You’re just too good to be true.”
“Derek, I admit I was sc
ared before, but I feel differently now…”
He waited for it.
Her hands moved down his chest. “I don’t want to leave.”
Derek took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He wanted to hear the words from her lips, but they never came. “Are you ready to be in a relationship?”
“I think so.”
He cringed. “Then I’m not ready to have sex.”
She stared at him then cuddled into his side.
Derek didn’t understand what was holding her back. She was living with him, they spent all their time together, and they had so much in common. They were meant for each other. Whenever he thought about it, it made him depressed. The thing he wanted more than anything was sitting in his arms. But he was afraid she wasn’t real.
Paola stayed with him for a month and they didn’t talk about having sex again. Derek took her out to dinner, to the movies, and for romantic walks on the beach and everything was wonderful. But she still didn’t tell him what he needed to hear. He would be as patient as she wanted, but he knew his heart was on the line.
She and Derek paid off the rest of her medical bills. When she sent in the last check, she cried. Derek held her tightly and let her cry herself to sleep. He knew it was more emotional than he could understand. The passing of her mother was really over. Now she could move on.
Coen mentioned Paola again, saying he knew her from somewhere. Derek tried to brush it off, saying it was because she was a champion surfer. Coen didn’t seem convinced. He would sit there and ponder it for minutes at a time. All he had to do was type in her name on Google and everything would pop up. He prayed that didn’t happen. If it did, he would have to tell his friends to keep it to themselves. It would break Paola’s heart if she knew.
Derek considered looking up the pictures. Now that he’d seen her naked, he was interested. But out of respect for her, he never did. She was ashamed of what she’d done and he would never do that to her. If she didn’t want him to look, he wouldn’t.
Paola moved into another apartment, one that Derek approved of. She didn’t have the money for the security deposit so he took care of it. He also did a search of sex offenders in the area and was pleased when he didn’t find any in close range. He inspected her locks and her windows, making sure everything was sturdy. Then he went to her neighbors and introduced himself, feeling out each person. He was pleased that most of the inhabitants were families, not the pot selling scumbags at her old place. Paola thought his protection was excessive, but Derek knew she appreciated it. If the place wasn’t perfect, Derek would force her to live with him. Actually, he didn’t want her to leave at all, but since she didn’t tell him she loved him, he couldn’t ask her.
