Wrong Kind of Love

by Amanda Heath

  “I still have to share space with Jaden. He’s not the easiest to live with.” I shrug when I get out and walk around to the passenger side. Before she can get away from me, I back her into the side of my car. I don’t even take a breath before I slam my lips down on hers. She opens on a gasp and I don’t waste time slipping my tongue into her mouth. Her arms go around my neck and her legs swing up around my hips. I hold her weight with the car and slip my hand under her skirt. She has on some fancy lace panties and the front is damp. Fuck. Yes.

  I flick my thumb over her clit through her panties, making her arch her back. She breaks away from my lips to groan out, “Yes.” Before coming back to bite my bottom lip.

  I lean into her neck and bite the tender skin there making her tug on my hair. Hard. “I bite back.” I say.

  “Good.” She whispers before coming back for more kisses. I chuckle and set her down.

  “We need to move into the apartment. I have nosy neighbors.” I place my hand on her full ass and guide her up the steps to my second floor place.

  I put my keys into the lock and open the door to let her pass. The living room light is on but it’s full of the same thing any single guys place would be. Old couch, big screen TV, and a computer desk. I don’t let us linger in there, I have plans for Grace.

  I lead her down the hall and open the door on the right, which is my room. She passes by me to enter and I shut the door. I take a deep breath to calm down. “Climb on the bed.” I speak low so she knows I’m serious.

  She blinks before I see lust cloud over in her eyes. She doesn’t say anything but does what I commanded. I stalk over to her and stand by the bed. “Put your hands over your head and don’t touch me.” I don’t wait for a response this time before I’m tugging her shirt over her head. I groan when I take in the pretty hot pink bra she wears underneath. I reach around her body and unclasp it, throwing it to the ground. I take the slick leather binds I have attached to my headboard, then I hold her wrists together as I wrap it around them and make sure it’s secure.

  “You like it kinky. Should have known.” She looks up at the binds and then over at me. I smirk before moving down to pull off her skirt and the matching hot pink thong. I don’t have time to admire her in it because I’m gonna blow if we don’t get this show on the road. I haven’t had one girl in here that actually was into this. They did it for me.

  I pull my shirt over my head and take in the expression that comes over her face. Its one of awe and I wonder how I never met Grace before. She isn’t like the one Teag describes to me. That one is nice, sweet, and angelic. This one is bitchy, cocky, and kinky. They don’t match up.

  I open the drawer on my nightstand and pull out a condom. I unbutton my jeans and push them down a bit, freeing my dick so I can roll the condom on. I look back at Grace and say, “I can’t seem to wait this time. Next time we will slow down. Promise.” She only nods, her eyes focused on my dick. Yeah that makes me smirk.

  When the condom is on, I climb on to the bed and hover over Grace, looking down at her blue eyes. Somehow I think they would look better on her if they were a warm brown. I shake my head and snake my hand down to play with her sex. I want to make sure she is ready for me. When I find her soaking wet, I waste no time in pushing the head of my dick into her. Her eyes glaze over in pleasure and her hips reach up for more. Which I oblige.

  Before I know it, I’m all the way into her tight heat, where I pause to lean all the way down to kiss her. Which is strange for me, I don’t kiss during sex. In this room I have rules and apparently I’m starting to break them. I shake the thought out of my head and pull away from Grace’s luscious lips.

  I clutch her hips while I fuck her. I don’t watch her face, instead I watch the way my dick looks pushing in and out of her. I close my eyes because it becomes too much. I don’t want to go over the edge without her.

  I place my hand right over her mound and flick her clit a few times until I feel her inner walls clutching my dick and she screams out. I throw my head back and let the feeling that is creeping up my spine take me over completely.

  I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be lying in this bed with Caden Harper. He’s the wrong twin. I’m supposed to fall for Jaden and get married and have kids. If my parents ever find out where Aiden and I ran off to, then Caden Harper would be the first person they would question. He’s so much like Justin its not even funny.

  I dated Justin from the time I was fourteen ‘til five months ago. He is tall with dirty blonde hair and the greenest eyes you have ever seen. I was so madly in love with him. He was a really good boyfriend too. He is a total flirt but he never took it too far while he was with me. He called me every night and we would talk until one of us fell asleep. I think what I loved the most about him was the fact my mother didn’t approve. He is two years older than me and covered in tattoos. He has his lip pierced through the middle of the bottom one. I used to love to tug on it with my teeth.

  He was also possessive. If another guy looked at me, he came running, growling, pulling me into his arms. He wasn’t as kinky as Caden but he still knew what he was doing. I remember how he took me to his older brothers apartment and tossed rose petals onto the bed and lit a bunch of candles. He took my virginity that night and I never looked back. I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life.

  I didn’t want him to know my secret though. He found out anyway and that’s when I dumped him on his ass. I haven’t talked to him since. It was hard for me to just do that, but I will protect my secret to my last dying breath. I will protect Aiden with everything in me. What that bastard did was unforgivable and I hope one day that he suffers.

  “What are you thinking about so hard over there?” Caden asks me softly propping his head on his hand.

  I shrug and smirk at him. The bastard left me tied to the headboard. I really don’t know what to think about him. It’s actually really strange that I even came home with him. If Aiden finds out he is going to be pissed.

  “You have to be thinking of something serious.” Caden whispers along the skin of my neck.

  “I wanna know why I’m still tied to the head board.” I state simply looking down at the top of his golden head.

  He freezes and tips his head to meet my eyes. “I have this thing about being touched during sex.” He pulls a nipple into his mouth and I groan as he flicks his tongue against it. “No more questions.” He commands as his hand travels down my body to my sex.

  “Then why did I get to touch you out at your car? And while dancing?” I ask even though he commanded me not too. Sometimes I don’t like to listen and right now my curiosity is piqued. How I would have loved to feel the steel under all those muscles on his body while he thrust into me.

  He sighs and his hand stops in its path. “Its only during sex. I don’t even know why I’m telling you this.” He glares up at me.

  I hold back a laugh but I still smirk. “I just wanted to know. If it’s too much for you, I’ll shut up.”

  “It’s not something I talk about. And I definitely won’t be talking to you about it.” He gets up off the bed and pulls his jeans and boxers down to the floor. He walks over to the wall and flips the light switch.

  I feel him come back to the bed and his warm body curls around mine. He doesn’t release the binds, but my arms are resting against the pillows so I’m not uncomfortable. Though I would love to cuddle.

  His hard cock rests against my thigh but I guess he isn’t going to do anything about it. Which is disappointing because I could go for another round. “Will you keep this from my sister?” he asks into the darkness.

  “Yeah.” I whisper turning my head to nuzzle his face, which is lying on my arm. His lips meet mine as he covers me with his body. He feels like he’s made completely out of steel. He also fits so well between my legs.

  He doesn’t check to see if I’m ready as he pushes inside of me. I arch my back letting out a long moan. His head dips down to pull a nipple into his mouth and I wish my hand
s were free so I could play with my clit. I want to come so bad right now.

  I whimper when he picks up speed and before I know it, I’m softly calling out his name as my climax washes over me. His cock jerks inside of me as he finds his and I try to catch my breath. He rolls off of me and I honestly expect him to kick me out now. But no he just throws an arm over my waist and slips a calf between my legs. I turn my head and hips towards him so I can touch him as much as I can.

  I don’t remember a time I slept so well.

  When I open my eyes the next morning, Caden has his hand on my face and he is rubbing his thumb back and forth across my cheekbone. “Good morning, Angel.” He whispers so softly I almost don’t catch what he says.

  I think he is about to kiss me, when a phone starts vibrating on the floor. He rolls over and starts moving things around on the floor. He pops back up with my iPhone in its hot pink case. “Its says David. Do you want to answer it?” he looks somewhat angry but I let that go. David is my brother’s new name.

  “Yeah.” He swipes his hand over the screen and places it up to my ear.

  “You dirty little hussy. I can’t believe you left the party with Caden Harper.” Aiden says and I catch myself before I roll my eyes.

  “Can we talk about this later? I’m kind of busy.” I state looking at Caden who is glaring.

  “Are you still with him? Seriously? You do know that he is the campus player and he doesn’t let girls spend the night. I always thought you had pussy crack. Justin was wrapped around your finger.” I do roll my eyes this time before sighing and looking around the room.

  “I gotta go.” I reply while taking in the paintings hung all over the room. They are so beautiful I don’t hear what Aiden says before he hangs up. Caden moves the phone away from my face, but I don’t notice that either.

  These paintings are so unbelievably good I hope they are Caden’s work. Teag told me he was an artist but this is so good it’s hard to believe the carefree man before me did them. “You painted all of these?” I ask stunned.

  He chuckles. “Yeah. With my bare hands.” I tear my eyes away from the canvas to see him wink at me.

  “They are really fucking good.” I mumble turning back to the pictures. One is most likely Teagan when she was younger. The girl is about ten with her head slightly tipped down. Her black hair is flowing around her like she is in the wind. Her green eyes are full of so much grief that my own eyes get moist. This must be after her mother died.

  One is of his mother, I assume because she has the same color hair as Caden. Her face is smiling wide and she is looking right at me. Her eyes are full of love and her arms are wide open stretching out for something. I wonder who it is.

  The third one is of two girls with their heads touching at the forehead. They are facing away from the viewer but they both have happy expressions and look like they are telling each other the secrets of the world.

  Each painting is down to minute details good. Every strand of hair and the expressions are their faces are captured to perfection. I haven’t seen this kind of talent in a while. It’s like he took their souls and placed them on canvas for the world to see.

  “The one of the little girl is Teag. That was the first one I ever painted by memory. I wanted to remember the first time I ever saw her and knew she was my sister. I wanted to get rid of that pain in her eyes.” He looks from the painting to me and smiles a little. “The older lady is my mom. I had her pose in a picture for that one. It was her idea to have her arms wide open. I guess she wanted me to know that I could run into them no matter how old I am.” His smile gets bigger as he looks down at his hand, which he has placed on my stomach. “The two woman are my other sisters, Marie and Jessica. Another one I did by memory. That was the day that Marie got married. I thought that Jessica was telling her all the secrets of a wife.” He chuckles and looks up at me.

  “You seriously have a talent. I’m kind of jealous.” I try to move my hand to his head but they are still tied to the headboard.

  “I wouldn’t call it talent, more like a calling. I feel naked if I’m not covered in paint, holding a brush.” He reaches up and let’s loose the leather binding me to his bed.

  “So now that you’re naked, how do you feel?” I giggle rubbing the feeling back into my wrists. They are red and have lines from the leather but nothing that will last more than a couple of hours.

  “Horny.” He smirks as I laugh again but then he sighs. “But I have to go to my parents for the day.” He pauses and looks at me from under his lashes. “I wanna see you again though.”

  My heart stops beating when the words leave his mouth, but I know better. Not that I have the strength to turn him down. I found something in this bed with Caden Harper. I don’t know what the hell it is, but I want to find out. Bad. “Okay.”

  “Good. I already put my number in your phone.” He winks and gets up from the bed.

  We get dressed, but not quickly. I have to swat his hand away from my ass, my breasts, and my hair. It feels nice to be so playful. My life has become so serious it’s hard to imagine that I was ever not serious.

  Caden grabs my hand and laces his fingers with mine. Yeah I’m not gonna lie, it makes me melt. He guides me along to his mustang, which is parked near the back of the parking lot. When we get there he gently pushes me against the driver’s side door. His lips come down to meet mine in a searing kiss. I feel like it has been imprinted on my brain. I will always remember this kiss and how it made me feel. It changed me and made me realize that I may not have known Caden Harper but he meant something to my soul. It wasn’t fully physical between us. I know we barely spoke to each other, but what was said left its place in my head….and heart.

  I drop Grace off at her dorm and I almost want to get out of the car and follow her up. Which is dumb because little miss Teag would find us. It’s not that I want hide that Grace and I had sex, it’s more of the fact that my entire family would try to hook us up. They are about the nosiest people that ever lived. It’s none of their business if I want to have sex and it’s definitely not their business who I want to have sex with.

  Grace has left an impression on me. One I can’t seem to shake off since I ran into her last night. I don’t let my hook ups stay the night and I definitely don’t drive them home. This girl though, she’s different. I don’t know why yet but I’ll figure it out. The fact I even want to see her again is confusing to me. I also never give them my number. I don’t need some clingy girl calling me all the time. Though I don’t think Grace will.

  I head back to my apartment to pick up Jaden. Saturdays are family days. I guess with so many kids running around, you have to pick one day out of the week for us to get together. It also happens to be the day that Jaden has a game. He’s so driven when it comes to football; he is the best damn player I have ever seen. People have been known to say that we have nothing in common, but I beg to differ. When it comes to doing what we love, our whole hearts go into it. Its just my heart belongs to art and Jaden’s belong to football.

  “Where did you run off too?” Jaden asks as he climbs into my car.

  “I had to take my over night guest home.” I state feeling my cheeks burn. I know what’s coming, but I would rather skip the whole thing.

  He doesn’t say anything for a minute and I start to get fidgety. “You let one stay the night? Really? Damn never thought I would see the day.” He chuckles and playfully slaps me on the back of the head.

  “Shut up. She is different. I don’t know how yet, but there is something there.” I shut up before I say something stupid. Like the sun shines out of her ass or her eyes sparkle like glitter. I’m such a pussy.

  “Who is it? I wanna meet this girl. If she can change the stripes on your back then she must be amazing.” He smirks over at me and I roll my eyes.

  “I’ll tell you but you can’t tell anyone. Teag and mom would play matchmaker so fast. I don’t want anyone messing it up with their nosy asses.” I take a deep breath and do somet
hing I have never done. I tell my brother the name of a girl I slept with. “It was Grace Breadfield. Teag’s roommate.”

  Total silence enters the car and I look over at Jaden who is glaring me to Hades. “You didn’t.” When my eyes go wide, he lets out a string of curses. “I can’t believe you!” He screams. “I’ve had my eye on her all semester! And you walk in with your blond hair and playboy smile and she drops her panties. You’re a fucking dick, Caden.”

  I feel all the blood drain out of my face and it’s hard for me to speak. “You have a thing for Grace? Why didn’t you say anything?” I mumble trying to keep my eyes on the road.

  “Because I thought she was off of your radar! This is such bullshit. I can’t believe you broke the twin code!” he turns away from me and glares out the passenger side window.

  “How the fuck was I supposed to know? You didn’t tell me asshole!” I take a deep breath and exhale. I need to calm down. Jaden and I haven’t really fought in years and I don’t want to start now. He is the king of the silent treatment. “Look, if I had known I wouldn’t have gone anywhere near her. Okay? I didn’t make any promises and I won’t call her.” But the thought of giving him the okay to go after her makes me want to punch his face in. Yeah I can’t let that happen. “As long as you don’t go after her either. Since we both like her it’s only fair for us both to stay away from her.”

  He sighs and his shoulders relax. “You’re right. I should have told you but I didn’t think she would ever get anywhere near you. She’s such a good girl. Or so I thought. I would never have pegged her as a chick who would have random hook ups.” He runs a palm down his face and turns to look fully at me. “I won’t go after her either. We make a deal to both let her go.”

  I can tell that’s not what he really wants to do, but it’s only fair. Our relationship isn’t worth the risk of fighting over a girl. I wont risk it and neither will he. “Deal.”