by LK Collins
I take in a deep breath and relax a fraction. That’s what this is about. Why he’s been so persistent about us not getting together.
“This thing with Roan and me . . .” I wait for him to look at me before continuing, “It isn’t new. We have a past.”
“A past?” he asks, utter confusion plastered across his face.
“Yeah.”
“What do you mean?”
“Don’t freak out, okay?”
“Just talk, ’cause I’m really close to freaking out.”
“You remember when you let me work at the firm before I started school?”
“Yeah, when you interned.”
“Well . . . Roan and I hooked up.”
“Shut the fuck up, he doesn’t just hook up with girls, Mia.”
“Well, he did with me.”
“So, what? You two were dating then?”
“No, I mean the attraction between us has been there for a long time. But we were only together once. We only decided to give it a shot two nights ago.”
“I love you both. I really do, but come on, why him with all his baggage?”
“You can’t help who your heart wants.” I’m not sure if he understands what I mean. My brother has never been with anyone more than once that I know of. I only hope that one day he can find his own happily ever after. I’m not saying that’s where things with Roan and me are headed, but one thing I do know is that when I’m with him, I’m the happiest I’ve been.
“So you love him?”
“I don’t know. Like I said, we just decided to give it a shot. I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you before about our past, but I didn’t feel a need to. Now, though, I want you to understand that regardless of what happens with Roan and me, nothing between the two of you will change.”
“That’s fine, but if he hurts you . . . I’ll . . . ”
“Do nothing, because I’m sure he’ll have a damn good reason for it.”
“Fuck, I hope you’re right.” My brother pulls me into a tight embrace, and I hold him back, so grateful that I have him.
Chapter 19
Roan
Me: How did it go?
Mia: Good, better than I expected.
Me: Yeah?
Mia: I told him everything about us and our past.
Me: Shit, you did?
“Who are you texting, Dad?” Rianna asks me as the refrigerator dings at me to close it.
“Oh, Chandler.”
“I thought it was Mia,” Maisy says.
“Yeah, why?” I ask, wanting to know what gave me away.
“I don’t know, just did.”
“I like her, she’s like the older sister I never had,” Rianna chimes in.
Shit!
That’s the last way I want them to feel about her. “You know she’s not much younger than I am,” I tell them.
“And she’s not much older than we are.” Which isn’t exactly true since Mia is twenty-three.
“What’s Chandler saying?” This from Rianna as she takes a seat at the table.
“Not much, just talking about work.”
“Really? Cause he just pulled up out front.”
I glance out the window.
Shit, he’s really here.
“Yeah, I know,” I tell them and act as if I was expecting him as I rush outside before he can come in and spill the news to the girls.
“What up, bitch?” he calls out and gives me a friendly handshake.
“Not much, what are you doing here?”
“Came to see my best friend, is that cool?”
I keep my voice low, so the girls have no chance of overhearing me. “I talked to Mia, she told me that you two talked.”
“We did, and I have to say, I’m a bit disappointed that you lied to me.”
“What are you talking about, I didn’t lie.”
“All those years ago, man, why wouldn’t you tell me?”
I glance over my shoulder and then back to him. I know we need to talk about this, but this conversation isn’t happening in my driveway. “The girls are right inside, bro. I really don’t want them to know yet.”
“All right, let’s go grab a drink.”
I nod and head back inside to the kitchen, tell the girls I’m leaving, and head back outside.
“You want me to drive?”
“Nah, I can.”
I get into his car, and once the door is closed, I know I have to tell him my side of things to make him understand. “When Mia and I hooked up, I was in a really rough spot. It wasn’t long after Georgia left, and I was still a mess. I don’t think I really understood what I was doing until it was done. I looked at your sister, who was so amazing and had her whole life ahead of her, and I knew I couldn’t ask her to give up college and be with me. I’d already ruined one relationship and couldn’t even love myself, much less her.
“Then why sleep with her?”
“I was weak and vulnerable, the attraction had been building between us for months while she worked at the firm, and I gave in. I’ve always known she was too good for me.”
“Damn straight, she still is.”
“I know, and I’m not sure why she wants anything to do with me now, but if I can promise you one thing, it’s that I’ll always treat her like a queen. Always.”
“Fuck! You! Man!” he says in as calm of a tone as I’ve ever heard him use, enunciating each and every syllable to the fullest.
“What?”
“You really do like her, huh?”
“I do.”
“And you’re gonna take care of her, no matter what?”
“I will.”
“Then I guess we have something to celebrate, don’t we?”
He parks his car in front of a local bar, and we both get out. His response has surprised me, which I guess it shouldn’t. Chandler is my best friend, and I knew in the end that he’d understand.
Chapter 20
Mia
“You know you really are needy today,” I say to Roan as I shift so I can hold my phone between my ear and shoulder.
“Who me?” he responds with a crackle in his voice that makes me weak in the knees.
“Yes. It’s like you miss me or something.”
“I do. How was it? He try to hit on you?”
“No, Roan, he actually brought his boyfriend to lunch.”
“Really?” His voice is full of incredulity, which pulls a small smile to my lips. He really can’t believe that I have a friend, who is also a man, and that friend has zero interest in me.
“Yeah, why do you say it like that?”
“I’m just wondering if it’s really his boyfriend or just a play to get into your panties. Maybe they both want in?”
“Oh my God, Roan, you need to stop it, he’s harmless.”
“Maybe to you, but he’s been with you like I have and . . . it fuckin’ makes me sick.”
“All right, can we just drop the whole Tobias thing? Plus, you’ll be happy to know he’s going on another mission.”
“A little,” He huffs. “Okay. I’m sorry, I won’t bring it up again.”
“Good. Now, what’s the plan for tonight?” We’ve been sneaking around because his girls still don’t know, so I never know what we will end up doing. From phone sex to real sex, I’m down for anything.
“What do you want the plan to be?”
“Don’t talk to me like that.”
“Like what?” His voice drops and takes on a grave tone.
“I’m in public and . . .”
“Am I turning you on, baby?”
“Maybe.”
“God, I could bend you over this desk right now and fuck you so hard.”
“I gotta go,” I tell him, walking back into my office. My cheeks are a shade of red that I don’t think they’ve ever been.
“Bye, baby.”
I rush to the safe confines of my office, and I hear Jasmine our receptionist call out for me, but I don’t stop until I the have the door cl
osed soundly behind me. With my back resting against it, I try to calm my heart from slamming inside me.
My eyes are closed, and Roan’s deep, familiar voice startles me. “That was fast,” he says with that same crackle from before. My eyes fly open, taking in the entire room.
Holy fuck, he’s here.
That’s why Jasmine was yelling for me.
He’s in a gray suit, white shirt, and no tie. His hair is a mess as if he’s been running his fingers through it all day. I drag my eyes down his body to find his very apparent and hard cock straining the fabric of his dress pants. His hand is over it, and I’m thankful the windows are frosted so no one can see in.
“What are you doing here?” I whisper.
“What does it look like?” he asks and stands, his large frame towering over me.
“No,” I whisper. There is desire in his eyes as he reaches past me and flicks the lock on the door.
“Don’t tell me no.” There is no stopping him. He gently kisses my neck and whispers, “Tell me yes.”
“No,” I tell him again. He’s out of his mind. We can’t do this here, but he rebuts it again. His lips have my heart racing.
“What if—” I try to ask, but he cuts me off and grips my hips tightly in his firm hold, kissing my wildly, grinding into me. I try to stay quiet, but each thrust of his hips grinding into me has me spinning higher, faster.
He unbuttons my shirt and yanks one of my breasts out, devouring it. Finally, I give in, knowing there is no stopping this. My hand grips the back of his hair as he moves between my breasts, nipping and sucking. Each point he touches blazes with fire. When I’m about to explode, he drops to his knees.
He hikes my skirt up and licks the tops of my thigh high stockings, groaning as he works. My breathing is crazy fast, and as he pushes my panties to the side, I press my head into the door, holding my breath as his tongue slips between my folds.
He sucks and licks my clit, causing pleasure to race through me. He takes one of his hands and guides it up my body until he’s at my mouth. All the while he’s still torturing my pussy.
I bite down on his finger and wrap a leg over his shoulder. Fuck, I’m so hot right now. I suck on it as he quickly pulls my orgasm out of me. The second I come, my body rattles. I fight to stay quiet, and thankfully Roan ads a second finger to my mouth, causing me not to make a noise.
I give myself over to the pleasure, enjoying it like a never-ending wave. My body coils tightly before exploding from the inside out. It’s always the quiet orgasms that are the best.
Roan takes his time to ensure I bask in the hedonism to the fullest. Once I’m completely done, he pulls back, stands, and drops his pants. The moment his cock is free, I can’t take my eyes off it. Cum beads at the tip, begging me to drop to my knees and taste it.
Oh my God!
“On the desk,” he orders me sternly. But I don’t move quickly enough for him, so he moves me himself, bending me over flat on the surface. My skirt is still pushed up, so I wait, panting and causing the papers under my cheek to flutter with each exhale.
He spreads me wide, and I ask, “Are you sure the door is locked?”
“Mm-hmm.” And like that, he’s filling me. A few swift pumps and he is nuzzled balls deep. I whine, gripping the edge of the cherry wood as I push back against him.
Roan starts to move, holding my body so fiercely as he fucks me hard and fast enough that his balls slap my clit. The noise makes me worry others may hear, but he’s hitting me just where I need it, so there’s not a thing I can do to stop him.
Roan lets go of my body, and for a moment, I think he’s gonna take things slow. But boy am I wrong. He places both his hands next to me on the desk, caging me in, pushing harder, and pounding deeper. He is blissfully relentless.
“You drive me crazy,” he groans in a deep tone that sends pulsing vibrations through my core. I’m just as crazy, just as turned on and just as hot as he is. Another orgasm is close, and as I feel the beginning of it, he asks me, “Do you want my cum?”
I nod and tense, allowing the pleasure to rock me to the core. As I let go, so does he. My body is so tuned into what we are doing that I feel each pump of his white, filling me. His hands change to fists, and I wish I could see his face. Then he leans down, his chest to my back and our faces cheek to cheek while his cock still twitches inside me.
“Thank you for that,” he says.
“Thank you,” I tell him, not sure where it came from but positive that it has to be the hottest thing I’ve ever done.
Chapter 21
Roan
I know I have to go. After all, it was reckless and irrational of me to come here like this, but when she told me she was having lunch with her ex, I didn’t know what else to do. I had to.
She has her eyes closed, and I kiss her cheek before pulling out. My dick is screaming at me, angry our time has to end.
“Can I still see you tonight?”
“Of course.” She stands and cleans herself up with a few tissues.
“Your place?”
“Where else?” I chuckle, knowing it was a dumb question. We haven’t told the girls about us yet, and even though Mia says it doesn’t bother her, I can’t help but worry that maybe deep down it does.
“We could do my place after the girls are asleep.”
“No, I don’t want to put you in that position.”
“Okay, I’ll miss you, beautiful.”
“I’ll miss you, too.” The next kiss I give her is a hard meeting of lips before I straighten and smooth her hair down, so she doesn’t look like she just got fucked.
I open the door to her office and look all around. There’s not a person looking in my direction, and when I glance back at Mia, she is behind her desk, but her eyes are on me. I give her a wink and exit.
I check my phone on the way out and see a bunch of missed calls from Chandler, I contemplate calling him back, but I’ll be in the office shortly and honestly, need a few minutes to compose myself. That was unreal. Mia is unreal.
My cock is still throbbing on the drive back to my office, but I know I have to get back to work, so I force my thoughts off her. I park my car and head in, getting a text from Mia on the way.
Mia: Did that really just happen?
Me: What? Me eating your sweet pussy then fucking you on your desk?
Mia: Oh my God, don’t say things like that.
Me: Why? Does it turn you on?
Mia: You’re a piece of work, you know that?
Me: So I’ve been told.
“Where the fuck have you been?” Chandler yells at me the second I enter the office.
“I had a lunch meeting.”
“With who?”
“A client, what’s your problem, man?”
“My problem? My problem is you missed the meeting we had with Alexander Construction, and now they are threatening to not even look at our bid! You knew that deal through and through. I fuckin’ needed you!”
“It wasn’t on my calendar,” I argue back and pull up my phone just to be sure. There’s no way I could’ve missed it.
Shit! How did I miss it?
The Alexander deal is absolutely on my calendar.
“I don’t know what’s going on with you lately, if it’s my sister or something else, but you need to pull your shit together.”
“I will, I’m sorry,” I tell him, and he walks away pissed off. I glance at our new receptionist, Casey. She looks petrified from behind her desk. It’s her first day, so I’m sure she thinks she signed on to work at a nut house, which we really aren’t that far from.
“Sorry about that,” I tell her, and she gives me a small smile. I walk into my office, completely frustrated with myself.
Chapter 22
Mia
I’d follow this man into a fire if he asked me to. “Don’t stop,” I tell Roan as he nestles in between my legs, his messy dark hair between my fingertips, and his sweet, tantalizing tongue is torching my clit, so aggressiv
ely that my entire body is burning.
We didn’t even make it through the front door of my house tonight before our hands were all over each other, and I don’t think I’ve ever been more turned on than I am right now.
“Yes,” I moan, my one single word causes him to push me out of this world. My body shakes and vibrates as he uses his tongue to lick the most amazingly earth-shattering orgasm from my body.
Once I settle, he kisses his way over my hip bones and up my body before straightening and presenting me with his cock. I take the tip of him into my mouth, swirling my tongue all around the head. I don’t know if it’s how into him I am or what, but I swear I’ve never enjoyed sucking a cock as much as I do his.
But he only lets me get in a few bobs of my head before he lifts my ass over the edge of the couch and takes his shaft in his large, controlling hand. I’m sweating and anxious as I wait for him to enter my body, and as I look down at my pussy, he pushes into me, blending our bodies together as one. The sensation I love hits me hard.
He fills me so completely I can feel him everywhere, and once he is fully seated, I reach up and tease my own nipples, our eyes connected in this heated moment.
“I love your body,” he tells me, trailing his hands up my stomach, until he reaches my breasts, urging my hands out of the way so he can hold them as he moves inside me. He has no idea, I love his body just as much. I toss my head back, my body being held in place by the pleasure and his throbbing cock. Each time he moves out, I whimper, and when he slams back into me, I arch and meet him. I’m swimming in the sensations that are rocking me to my core
Lifting my head up, I lock eyes with Roan again. When he feels me start to tighten and quake around him, he lets go, holding me tightly, pounding me fiercely. Together we spin out of this world, and I happily go where his body takes mine.
“Mia! Mia! Mia!” everyone chants as I lift my bowling ball from the belt, slip my fingers into the three holes, and take in a deep breath. I glance back at Roan, prepared to throw my last ball as he coolly sips his beer. His girls are basically on the edge of their seats, chanting my name over and over again, clapping each time. Chandler is stone silent, his competitive nature is in full effect today. Obviously, he doesn’t want me to do well. We decided it would be girls versus guys, and the three of us definitely have had the advantage over them.
