by Conn, Claudy
I had tears in my eyes after hearing my father’s words. My father and I were always close and I knew that what Brett did to me, hurt him just as much, but I was so mad at he and my mother because I thought they were more worried about getting the ring back then how heartbroken I was over everything that had happened.
“If I tell you that I don’t feel that you’ve disrespected me, will you believe me?”
“We had a one night stand, Gemma. I literally came here for you, and I met a random girl named Meg, in a bar, and took her back to my room and had amazing sex with her. How can you forgive me for that? If you were my daughter, I wouldn’t forgive me for that.”
“Flynn. Let me be honest here. I’ve never had a one night stand before and I feel lucky that my first one was with you, but I think you’re being too hard on yourself, especially since I’m the random girl named Meg that enjoyed the amazing sex with you.” I chuckled.
“Do you plan on having another one night stand?” He asked with jealousy in his eyes.
“Of course not and that’s not how I meant that. Let’s back up a minute. When you saw me across the room, what was going through your mind?”
“What? I don’t think I should tell you what was going through my mind.” He looked me up and down, and instead of getting offended, it turned me on.
“Have you ever lied to me about anything?” I asked and he shook his head. “Then tell me, why did you come over to my table?”
“It took me a while to get the nerve to go to your table because in my head, the next day, I was going to meet the woman of my dreams. I noticed you as soon as you walked into the bar because you were the most beautiful woman there and I loved that you didn’t care that you were sitting there alone. My impression of you was that you were confident in your own skin, but now that I know you, you were dying inside, weren’t you?” He prodded.
“You’re right, but I’ve learned how to fake it in public since everyone knows I was left at the altar. When Monica didn’t show up, I decided to get drunk anyway and just call myself an Über, but then this hot sexy red head walked up to my table, carrying my favorite drink and I blew caution to the wind and said fuck it, I’m having some fun with this guy tonight. You even tried to talk me out of it when I agreed to go back to your room, remember?”
“It was two days ago, of course I remember.” I could hear the shame in his voice and I could tell that he wasn’t listening to me about going easy on himself so I tried to distract him.
“Flynn, what are you doing for Thanksgiving?”
He looked at me with surprise and shook his head. “Obviously I don’t have any plans, if that’s what you're asking.”
“You do now, you’re having Thanksgiving with all of us. I have one more question and then I’ll drop this whole conversation so that we can start making out like horny teenagers.”
I saw that flicker of excitement come back into his eyes as he grinned.
“What’s your question?”
“You don’t plan on having sex with me anytime soon, huh?” I don’t know what it is about this guy, but I’ve never spoken so forward with a man in my life. Not even the jerk I almost married.
He grinned really big, showing his pearly whites and dimples and shook his head at me.
“I guess the normal third, fourth or fifth date go ahead is off the table?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
“Seeing as how I would like to see you every day for as long as you’ll allow me to hang around, our third date could be tomorrow, so that’s still a no.”
I let out a sigh.
“I was afraid that you were going to say that, so I know what I want for Christmas this year.” I grinned at him as he was full of curiosity and looked to be quite perplexed.
“And… what would that be?”
“You. All I want for Christmas is, you.” I pulled his face to mine and kissed him hard on the lips. “Is that enough time for you to date me before I can have you again?”
He wrapped me in his arms and kissed me back and I didn’t care if anyone saw us as we made it to the bottom for all of the world to see, because I knew his answer was yes the longer he kissed me.
He finally pulled away and as always, after every kiss from him, I had to catch my breath.
“That would be a yes, Precious.” He winked at me. “In case you were wondering.”
“I figured it was, Huckleberry, but I’m going to make it very hard for you to say no to me before Christmas.” I winked back, but was attacked as he attached his lips to mine again while chuckling into my mouth.
“It’s going to be a lot of fun telling you no, then.”
I grabbed his hair and pulled him on top of me and got started on my plan to drive him crazy and I know that if I have my way, it shouldn’t take him long to give in to my carnal needs once again.
CHAPTER NINE
The days before Thanksgiving rushed by quickly, but I have to say, they were a lot of fun. Sunday was spent with family and Flynn, doing nothing but watching football on the television. Monday and Tuesday, we were busy at work, but each evening, Flynn would come over and we would cuddle on the couch and make out like horny teenagers after Onyx and Blue would head to bed. I kept begging him to cuddle with me in my bedroom, but he would always turn me down, saying that he had more strength to tell me no in the living room on the couch versus my bed in the bedroom. I hate that he caught on to my plan, but I’m still trying to get him into my bed.
Tonight, I’m getting dinner started for tomorrow’s meal by baking all of the desserts and getting the turkey and dressing ready. Since Monica’s parents went to her grandparent’s house this year, she invited herself to our dinner, which is fine, but it seems that she and Onyx are avoiding each other which was exactly why I preferred for them to not start fooling around.
“Is it just me or does it feel like a freezer in your house tonight from the chill?” Flynn whispered in my ear as he reached down and stuck his finger into the chocolate brownie mix I was about to pour into a pan.
“It’s not just you and I’m trying to ignore the situation.” I reached into the chocolate mix with my finger and smeared some of it on his lips and then sucked the chocolate from my finger and reached up and did the same to his lips.
“You’ve got to stop doing things like that to me, and especially in front of everyone.” He sucked his breath in and I couldn’t help but to smirk at his reaction as he leaned in closer to the kitchen sink to hide what had risen up between his pants.
“Or what?” I tilted my head, giving him full access to my neck. “They’re all watching TV, so they’re not paying attention to us right now.
He leaned down and placed a tender kiss there and whispered, “29 days, Precious.”
I grinned and shook my head because I was going to win this little disagreement of ours and if I have my way about it, it’ll be tonight.
I poured the batter into the pan and set the timer on the oven and grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the kitchen and down the hall and into my bedroom. As soon as I shut the door, I was all over him.
“Gemma, stop,” Flynn said between kisses, “your best friend and brothers are in the other room. We shouldn’t be in here.”
I ignored his plea to stop and pulled his shirt up his body and started kissing his chest as I raised the shirt over his head and tossed it onto the floor. I pushed him down onto my bed and rose up, and straddled him and started kissing him again, with more force as I shoved my tongue down his throat, forcing him to wrap his arms around me the deeper I went with the kiss.
“You taste like chocolate.” I whispered as I ran my teeth down his neck as he groaned in approval.
I got excited when he flipped me over and got on top of me until I saw the frown on his face as he grabbed both of my hands and raised them above my head.
“What are you doing?” he asked with impatience.
“I thought that was obvious. I can’t wait another 29 days. I was lying about wanting you for
Christmas, I want you, now.” I wrapped my legs around his hips and pulled him closer to me and grinned. “I can tell that you want me too, by that big appendage between your legs. Come on, get naked.” I rose up as high as I could and sucked on his bottom lip as he moaned into my mouth.
“You have brownies in the oven.” He argued.
I laughed. “That’s your excuse? We have thirty minutes before they’re done, come on, give me a little.”
He turned around and stared at my door and turned back to me and let out a frustrated sigh.
“I locked the door.” I wasn’t letting him give me any excuses.
“I see that.”
He got off of me and sat down on the edge of the bed and I did the only thing that I could think of. I rolled over and started screaming into my pillow like a five year old would after not getting their way.
“Precious.”
I rolled over and glared at him. “Huck.”
“Quit calling me that, please.” He said with amusement in his eyes.
“Every time you call me Precious, I’m going to call you Huck, so it’s your call.”
He let his body fall against the bed as I licked my lips at the delicacy before my eyes. He is one muscled up man and I immediately had my eyes on his happy trail that was heading down to that wonderful ‘V’ above the button of his jeans. I leaned up with a grin on my face, but he snapped his fingers and shook his head at me.
“You stay right there you little Jezabel.”
“Jezabel? Are you calling me a slut?” I sat back down with a pout.
He crawled up the bed and lay beside me and pulled me down against his chest. He tilted my chin up, forcing me to look at him, but I closed my eyes.
“You’re not making my job easy here and of course I wasn’t calling you a slut.”
“What job are you talking about?” I opened my eyes and could see the turmoil in his as he stared down at me.
“Gemma, I’m trying to be a gentleman here and you’re not helping me at all.”
“Maybe I don’t want you to be a gentleman.” I winked.
He let out a sigh and looked up at the ceiling and let loose how he was feeling.
“We’ve already had sex so I know how amazing it’s going to be but I keep thinking about your father and how much he loved your mother and your siblings. That kind of love reminds me of how my mother felt about my father and why she never married and I’ve always wanted to share that kind of love with someone and knowing that your father felt that me and you—“
I punched him playfully in the arm to shut him up.
“I’m not expecting a marriage proposal right now, I just want to make out and maybe have a quickie, if you’ll just give it to me.”
He was shocked by my outburst, but then I winked at him to lighten the mood.
“I’m not perfect and I wish you would quit treating me as if I were. I do hope that one day, if we ever have a daughter, possibly, if this works out between us,” I waved my hand between us and let out a laugh, “that she feels just as perfect in her daddy’s eyes as I always have in mine.” I grinned, hoping that he has caught on to the fact that I want him to lighten up.
He nodded his head and surprised me when he lowered his face and nuzzled my neck as I slowly ran my fingernails down his back causing him to shiver against me. I wrapped a leg around his waist and ran my fingers up his back and started running my fingernails into his scalp, knowing that it turns him on.
He pulled my hair from behind my neck, forcing me to tilt my head further back so that he could have full access to my mouth and plunged his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues danced with each other for several minutes as our hands explored each other’s bodies through our clothes and as soon as I heard the beep from the oven, I let out a groan.
“The brownies are done.” He chuckled.
“I think I’m going to scream. I’m that damn horny for you.” I growled out in frustration.
I got up from the bed and started buttoning my shirt and I jumped back when I saw my messy hair in the mirror above my dresser.
“Sorry, about pulling your hair.” He blushed but then smirked.
“Don’t apologize. I love it when you pull my hair. It turns me on, even more than I get when I look at you. Now if you would lighten up and quit being so serious all of the time and quit putting so much pressure on yourself and quit thinking that I’m perfect and need roses and candles and perfection, that would be great.”
He laid back and ran his hands down his chest and grinned.
“You like what you see, huh?” He turned red with embarrassment. “That was me trying to lighten up.”
I let out a giggle. “You sucked at it, but I’m not going to lie to you, I think you’re very hot and I definitely like what I see.” I pushed my feet into my house shoes and started to walk away, but stopped and turned around and wished he was naked in my bed but I’ll take what I can get. “Will you stay the night tonight?” I didn’t miss his immediate shake of his head. “Not to fuck, I promise, I just want to… cuddle and wake up in your arms in the morning.”
“What will your brothers think, if I’m spending the night with their sister, in her room?” He asked with a frown on his face.
“They like you and Onyx already knows that we’ve slept together and Blue, well, he’s almost 18 and trust me, he has snuck Skyler into his room after I’ve gone to bed before, so I doubt anyone cares and are happy that I’ve met this very nice guy, even though you don’t have a soul, according to Onyx.” I gave him an eye roll.
“Onyx knows that we’ve had sex? Does he know that it was a one night stand?” He asked with surprise, ignoring Onyx’s thoughts about him.
“Yes. I didn’t have time to change my clothes for work the next day and he knew that I had to do the walk of shame, but didn’t know that it was with you until you came in that next morning.”
“Gemma, the brownies are done.” I heard Blue yell from the living room.
“Oh shit!”
I ran into the kitchen and opened the oven and thankfully the brownies didn’t burn. I looked into the living room and gawked at my brothers and Monica who were still sitting in the same exact spot that they were in when I dragged Flynn back to my bedroom.
“None of you thought to take the brownies out of the oven for me?”
All three of them gave me a dubious look.
“Didn’t you tell us that if you needed help, you would ask? You told us all to get out and that you had everything under control.” Blue reminded me.
“Yeah, you even kicked me out when I offered to help.” Monica added.
It was just like them to throw my words back at me, but honestly, as long as Flynn was with me in the kitchen, I didn’t want any of them around so that I could flirt with him. I turned around and noticed that he hasn’t left my bedroom yet.
“Well, I need help now. Will you three get everything ready for the apple pie? I need to go talk to Flynn for a few minutes.”
They all nodded and quickly got up from their seats and headed towards the kitchen.
“Is he spending the night, because I wanted to let you know that it’s all right if he does. We don’t mind, do we Blue?” Onyx playfully shoved at Blue to agree.
“I don’t mind at all.” Blue said with a grin.
“Monica is staying, too.” Onyx said to me as he glanced down at Monica.
Monica started to open her mouth to say something, but she nodded her head at me instead. I narrowed my eyes at them both, but they looked away. I don’t know what’s going on between them, but I hope they get it worked out.
“All right, well, I’ll be back. The recipe is on the counter and I’ll let you three make the apple pie and I’ll make the pumpkin and pecan when you’re finished.”
My take charge authoritative voice had all three of them scattering around for ingredients and I couldn’t help but to grin as I walked back into my bedroom. My hopes of making out with Flynn again were crushed when I saw he was putt
ing his shirt back on and stepping back into his shoes.
“Don’t worry, I’m going back to my room to shower and grab a change of clothes. I heard everyone agree that they’re fine with me staying the night so I’m out of excuses, thanks to Onyx.” He mumbled.
“You sound upset, but I say, thank you, Onyx.” I clapped my hands enthusiastically.
He grinned and walked over to me and cradled my face in his hands and kissed me tenderly and with loving care as if I would break.
“I’m falling for you, Gemma.” he whispered against my mouth.
I couldn’t deny that I feel something for him as well, because I really like him.
“I know I’m way ahead of you as far as the feelings go, which is why I want to wait before we have sex again. Trust me, it’s killing me to not have sex with you, since I’ve already had you and I still remember what makes you moan the loudest, but I want to take this as slow as you’ll let me. We need to get to know each other better, that’s all I ask. I’ve never had a girlfriend since high school, and honestly, it doesn’t count because I had no problem breaking up with her before I left for college.” He kissed me on the forehead and let his lips linger, “You, I miss you as soon as I leave every night. I’ve never felt that for anyone.”
He caressed my cheek one last time and turned around and headed out of the door, leaving me wanting to say the words back to him, but all I could manage was a whisper as soon as he shut the door.
I’m definitely falling for you, after that little speech, Mr. Flynn.
CHAPTER TEN
While waiting for Flynn to come back to the house, I baked a couple of pies and managed to get the turkey and dressing ready, and placed it in the fridge so that all I would have to do was place it in the oven in the morning.
After taking a shower and grabbing a couple of wine glasses out of the cabinet and grabbing the bottle of wine, I heard a knock at the door. I loosened the tie around my robe, because I was going to give Flynn the surprise of his life and I wasn’t taking no for an answer to sex this time.
