Blossoms of The Heart

by Khardine Gray

  She didn’t protest when I walked my fingers up to her breasts. The bra she wore must have been thin because she felt like she wasn’t wearing anything.

  A tiny moan escaped her lips when I squeezed her breast and ran my fingers over the firm surface of her tight nipples.

  An idea came to me on where we could go. There was too much I wanted to do to her. Definitely not for viewing, and I needed her now.

  “Come.” I took her hand and led her away.

  “Where are we going?”

  “Somewhere we can be alone.” I looked back at her and saw that she wanted me, too, just as much as I wanted her.

  Phoebe

  My head was spinning.

  Spinning and bobbling like one of those dashboard dolls.

  Mindless like it too.

  I’d spent the whole of yesterday thinking about how this exclusive plan of his would work. I’d spent the whole night thinking about it too. Thinking and dreaming, fantasizing about him and the way he touched me.

  And here we were.

  Tai took me down to the storage room in the basement.

  It was a large room filled with boxes. We went to the farthest end where we could, indeed, be well hidden. Even if anyone came in here they would have had to search for us to find us.

  He let go of my hand and looked me over with such an intense sexual desire that my knees wobbled. His intensions were clear.

  All the while I ached for his touch I had worries, but I wanted him.

  This was the one guy I wasn’t allowed to have. The man I’d always dreamt about being with.

  The way he was looking at me did sinful things to my body, seized my mind and took over that control.

  That same lure that pulled me to him years ago overwhelmed me, and I didn’t want to deny myself of him anymore. I wanted him. Screw the misfortune of my life and all that had happened to me.

  Screw it.

  I welcomed his lips again. Our bodies crashed into the wall at the intensity of the kiss and I ran my hands over the rock hard muscles of his chest.

  “I want these.” He nuzzled into my neck, squeezing my breasts as he worked my top over my head. I rested against the wall as he undid the butterfly clasp on my bra and my breasts spilled out.

  “Fuck,” he breathed, staring at me as if I were some exotic dish. “Phoebe, you’re better than any fantasy I could conjure up.”

  “Fantasy?” Had anyone ever said that to me before? No. I’d remember that.

  “Oh yes. I fantasize about doing this all the time.” He squeezed my breasts and leaned down to run his tongue across my nipples, leaving a trail of fire that heated my entire body and tightened my groin.

  I moaned into purest pleasure as he drew my nipples into his mouth sucking me hard. Alternating his suckle from one breast to the other, sending ripples of red-hot ecstasy throughout my body.

  Desire pooled between my thighs. Weaving my fingers through his spiky hair, I held him to me, not wanting him to stop. He responded by taking more of my breast into his mouth until his mouth was full.

  Then he released me with a smile and those enchanting brown eyes of his held me in place.

  “Feel good?” he grinned knowing he didn’t need to ask because good was an understatement. He knew I loved it when he did that.

  “Yeah,” I answered on the edge of a breath.

  “Get ready to feel better, baby.” Confidence oozed from his sinful smile.

  He undid the zip on the side of my skirt, sending it flowing down my legs. My panties followed and the look he gave me as he watched me standing there, pressed against the wall, naked, was unreal.

  Only this man could do this to me. Make me weak with one look, command my attention and will with one kiss. Control me with his presence and make me forget everything.

  Everything.

  It was a scary thought, but one I would deal with later.

  Right now I wanted to remember the desire on his face. It was…primal, raw, hungry.

  I wanted to remember everything.

  He pulled me to him, pressing me against him so that I could feel the hardness and magnitude of his arousal. He smiled into the kiss he gave me, knowing I could feel him, and just to make sure he pressed my hand against his cock.

  “This is all for you, Phoebe.” He moaned into my mouth.

  I tugged on his shirt with my other hand and he stepped back to pull his t-shirt over his head, revealing solid ripples of muscles across the width of his shoulders and the breadth of his seriously defined abs. I tried not to drool.

  My eyes glued to his hands, watching him carefully as he undid the belt to his jeans and shrugged out of them, along with his Calvin Klein boxers.

  Need took over when his thick cock jutted free.

  Yes, slow was definitely over. I wanted, needed him inside me.

  “You ready?” That sexy, easy smile crept up the corners of his mouth and sent of that nest of butterflies in my stomach.

  “Yes.”

  He turned me around so that I faced the wall. I pressed my hands against the cool surface of the cement and looked behind me, watching him tear at a condom wrapper.

  Stupidly I allowed a dark thought to enter my mind. I’d never have to worry about getting pregnant. That would never be a worry for me. The thought pulled at my heart seeping a dibble of reality into my mind, but then his hand between my legs pulled me back from the darkness.

  He slid his finger into my pussy, sliding in and out, stroking the hard nub of my clit.

  Fuck, it felt so good. I clenched my fingers into the wall wanting to grab into the concreate.

  “You’re so wet Phoebe.” He breathed into my ear moving his fingers faster and faster.

  Before I could recover his fingers were replaced with the hard head of his cock. I looked back so I could see. I wanted to see him going inside.

  Inch by inch he made his way in. Teasing then pushing, gripping a little harder on to my waist.

  Then he thrust in. My knees buckled from the intense magnitude of the pleasure and I gasped.

  “Tai,” I moaned his name.

  “Just enjoy me, Phoebe. Enjoy this.” He held me up.

  This was it.

  Us. This was us.

  Us in the moment I’d fantasized about forever. It was real, he was real. We were real.

  He gripped onto my waist to hold me in place, began pumping slowly, then thrust in deeper and deeper.

  Every thrust pulsed waves of heat over my body, and more pleasure, more passion. Unbelievable.

  I couldn’t stop myself from moaning as he sped up and started hammering into me, pounding into me.

  Tai touched me like he couldn’t get enough of me, like he wanted all of me. every part that made me, me.

  Flickers of light flashed beneath my lids when I closed my eyes. It danced across my lids as I got lost in the rhythm of us moving together. Wild, unyielding, fucking. The erotic sounds of our bodies slapping together and our moans of passion and ecstasy filling the room.

  I was close to orgasm; could feel it building, feel it rising like steam in a pressure cooker. And here it was. I cried out as it rushed over me. White hot, scorching my body clean with its cascading waves.

  “Oh fuck,” he cried and moved even faster.

  His grip on my waist was almost painful now, but I easily ignored it. Suddenly his faster movements felt better as did the pain. When the next wave of orgasm hit me, every inch of my body came alive, quivering, and I came with soul-wrenching satisfaction from the sensation that sizzled through me.

  Everything around us faded, everything else outside this room receded into the ether of nothingness.

  But… Tai wasn’t by any means done with me yet.

  He pulled out of me and turned me to face him. Then he lifted me up and brought me down onto his cock again. I wrapped my legs around him yearning and needing him closer.

  This position felt more intimate, closer indeed. As if we’d been lovers our whole lives.

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sp; The pleasure on his face was a reflection of what blasted through me.

  He plunged into me again and again, sending waves of ecstatic bliss into my soul. I could barely breathe.

  Forever seemed to pass and I knew I’d slipped out of reality and into something I would always need. Him.

  A deep groan escaped his lips as he hammered into me, reaching his limit.

  Our bodies shuddered as he came, growling into his own release.

  I was breathing so hard I couldn’t catch my breath. My skin tingled from the orgasmic bliss that rippled over me and I couldn’t quite focus yet.

  His hair was wet with sweat but I rested down against him.

  “Jesus, Phoebe,” he winced. “Woman, what the fuck have we been missing?”

  I wanted to answer but couldn’t, I was still trying to catch my breath. I’d never had sex like that before. Granted, I didn’t have a lot of experience. I didn’t even think anyone could do it quite like that, and this feeling after was…

  Well, I couldn’t quite describe it.

  He slid out of me and lowered me to the ground. I slumped against the wall.

  “I need…” the ecstasy still flicked against my skin, like flames burning away at my flesh.

  “To do that again?” That wicked smile filled his face.

  I nodded. “Yeah.”

  He chuckled at that. “Get dressed while I sort myself out, then we’ll go.”

  Go?

  “Where?”

  “Home baby.”

  Chapter 25

  Phoebe

  We had sex all day and night. Indulging on each other until we had no energy left.

  I fell asleep then woke in the very early hours of the morning. I was wrapped up in Tai’s arms, in his bed.

  He was fast asleep still and it didn’t look like he’d wake up for anything. I looked over at the clock on the wall. It was four AM.

  I shuffled around to face him, careful not to wake him up.

  In his sleep he was just as beautiful as he was awake. Beautiful and strong.

  In his sleep, he seemed more youthful too because he couldn’t give his trademark badass frown.

  It was the best being with him, the best experience of my life.

  But… now that I was awake reality was creeping back in, and fear.

  I closed my eyes willing it to go away but it stayed.

  It just stayed there in all its glory reminding me that I had to keep watch and be careful.

  Don’t fall for him.

  I couldn’t make the mistake of doing that. Not with him, and not with anyone.

  Although I had to admit that this guy really did a number on my heart. Always.

  Always.

  My whole life I’d wanted to be with him, from as far back as I could remember. Eleven years of not seeing him didn’t dull my feelings for him. Not even when I thought he’d forgotten about me.

  So I needed to be careful, and in actual fact it may be best to end this before it got too serious.

  I just… didn’t know how I could. Or if… if I could.

  The confliction in my soul made my pulse quicken and I found I couldn’t look at him anymore.

  It would have been nice to wake up together and have more fun, but I couldn’t stay.

  Slowly I moved out of his grasp and slid off the bed to retrieve my clothes.

  I made my way downstairs and called a taxi.

  Once back at Akito’s I snuck into my room and lay on my bed, where I stared out the window until it was bright outside.

  I thought of what I’d say to Tai when I saw him at work in just a few hours.

  The idea of staying away came to mind, but I pushed that aside. I was on a roll with the journal and I didn’t want to stop. I shouldn’t because Akito was depending on me.

  I ran through a series of things I could say but nothing seemed quite sufficient.

  In fact… telling him anything other than how much I wanted to be with him felt wrong. My fear got the better of me last week, when I asked to go slow. We did that, although now it felt like it was unnecessary. Last night was beautiful. Everything about him was beautiful.

  When I saw him I froze up.

  My thoughts, my fears. Everything froze right the hell up.

  All I wanted was to be with him.

  I wanted him again, wanted to be with him, and all the reasons why I shouldn’t faded from my mind.

  It was just us in there. The first thing he did was walk up to me and kiss me.

  “Why did you leave?” he asked against my lips.

  I opened my mouth to answer but couldn’t. He stepped back, looked at me, looked me over, and frowned

  “Tai…”

  He held up his hand to stop me. He looked like he knew what I was going to say, but there was the look of that sexy arrogance on his face that I liked and found irresistible.

  “No.”

  “No what?”

  “I don’t know what the hell happened but you look like you’re going to tell me we should stop. That we shouldn’t continue seeing each other.” A panicked look washed over his face.

  “I… um I didn’t want to distract from all the work we have to do.” That was such a shit excuse, and even as he looked at me I knew he knew I was talking shit.

  “Take work out of the equation. Do you want me?” He spread his arms out wide, displaying himself before me.

  He moved closer, cupped my face and kissed me. I fell into the kiss, absorbing it, absorbing him. “Phoebe, do you want me? Baby, it’s a simple yes-or-no question,” he asked against my lips.

  “Yes. I want you, Tai,” I confessed. There was no way I could lie about that. He’d know. “There’s stuff I…”

  “No. There is nothing more, but I’ll tell you what. I’ll give you some space to think.… I have a meeting. If you want me, meet me downstairs at twelve and we’ll continue this. If you change your mind and don’t show, I’ll leave you alone and we’ll pretend none of this ever happened. If you do show up, and I hope you do, you’ll have to accept that this is how we’ll be for the whole time that you’re in Japan, because I won’t be able to keep away from you.”

  He bowed his head in the customary respectful way. The action gripped my heart because it showed he respected whatever decision I chose. Then he kissed my forehead and walked out of the office.

  I watched the empty trail he left behind, wondering what I should do. The responsible part of my brain that held me back and placed a rein on my feelings told me I shouldn’t go. But the part of me that wanted him said this was an obvious no brainer.

  I battled with myself for the next few hours.

  At ten minutes to twelve I lifted my head from the journal. I’d been on the same page for the last two hours, not really doing anything more than gazing at the jumbled characters.

  I wasn’t concentrating. It all looked like gibberish to me.

  Weeks ago I’d started the translation process. I’m made quite good progress but I’d reached the part I was stuck on previously. The samurai was talking about his voyage and the size of his boat, but then appeared the Arabic words for past the symbol. Right there in the middle of the sentence.

  At five minutes to twelve I stopped and looked down at Tai’s empty desk, then over to Scott and Kenny’s. They were filling out reports.

  When I looked at Tai’s desk I thought about how he made me feel. Like I was complete and had everything.

  Tears tugged at my eyes as fear seeped into my heart.

  Fear…

  For the last God knew how long I’d lived in fear.

  Ever since I was told the effects of my accident and what it would mean for me.

  Fear ruled my life since then.

  It ruled me.

  How could I live this way? It wasn’t me.

  I’d gotten the one wish I’d always wanted. Tai, and fear was stopping me from being with him.

  Four minutes to twelve.

  My heart squeezed and I pulled in a steady breath. I
mages of Tai filled my mind. Him from the past, him now. All the years I missed in between.

  Two minutes to twelve.

  Was I seriously going to do this? Not be with him?

  Tai…

  Tai the boy I couldn’t wait to see every summer, Tai the boy I first kissed, Tai the man who made me feel like how every woman should. Wanted, desired, like a queen.

  Tai… the man who held my heart.

  Don’t fall for him. Really? That’s what I told myself this morning.

  But didn’t I realize that I’d already fallen?

  I’d fallen years ago.

  Twelve. It was Twelve o clock.

  I jumped out of my chair at the shock of the time and ran.

  Fuck fear.

  Fuck life for dealing me the shit it had.

  Fuck everything. I’d never been one to pass up on opportunity and I couldn’t now for the sake of fear.

  I opted for the stairs when I saw the elevator had just gone up to the fifth floor.

  I flew down them, taking them two at a time. I was so breathless by the time I got to the basement door that I was gasping for air.

  Please God let him still be here.

  Please. I knew if it had been me I would have been checking the minutes.

  I pushed the door open and ran in, but collided with a wall.. A wall with two strong hands that took hold of my shoulders and steadied me from falling.

  Tai.

  He looked down at me, holding me tight. The look in his eyes filled with adoration and heat.

  “I’m here,” I said softly. “I’m sorry I’m late, but I’m here.”

  “Three minutes past twelve.” He pointed out tapping his watch.

  “I’m sorry.” I reached up for his jaw and stroked the smooth skin there. I took a few seconds to admire him and remember the look in his eyes. I wanted to always remember it.

  Always, no matter what happened.

  Tai

  I didn’t think she was going to show up.

  I’d gotten down here at a quarter to twelve as the meeting finished early.

  As the minutes slipped away it I freaked out, worse than I did earlier when I saw that hesitant look on her face.